Old Jin sat behind his desk. Although he was already sixty, his figure remained robust and upright.

Just sitting there, the old man exuded a powerful aura that made people instinctively want to obey.

A surge of Battle Qi surrounded him!

But.

Facing this man of unattainable status and position, Lin Fan shook his head, "You're not qualified."

"I'm not qualified?" Old Jin tapped the table expressionlessly, "Do you know who I am?"

"I do, and I might know you better than you know yourself." Lin Fan sighed, "I told you, I am a deity of the future. To be precise, I was reborn from fifteen years ahead. In the previous life, you died before me.

Jin Minsheng, you were the first to notice the changes in this world. Although many scientists have now detected environmental changes, they all explain climate anomalies and rising sea levels scientifically.

But you, though not versed in science, are the most vigilant general of a nation. Even in these peaceful times, your border origins keep you alert. You did not ignore the sudden climate changes like others, and you were the first to propose that it was caused by the descent of some existence.

And you were the first strategist to regard those existences as potential enemies, pushing for the development of nuclear weapons despite public opinion and proposing the Nuclear Lockchain plan.

Your guess was very accurate. We will engage in a war with existences we've never seen before.

Unfortunately, you didn't anticipate that those existences were far stronger than you imagined. Traditional weapons, even nuclear weapons, eventually became useless.

Those existences are deities. And you were the first Five-Star Golden General to die during the invasion of the God of the Ocean.

The World Alliance of the New Era called you the Bell Ringer of the Apocalypse. It's just a pity that people initially didn't heed your foresight and warnings.

That's why I came to you first."

Lin Fan spoke earnestly, without hiding his respect for the old man in his words.

Because in the previous life, this old man's name was etched in the hearts of everyone in Great Xia!

The Bell Ringer of the Apocalypse!

Jin Minsheng!

Lin Fan still remembers when the God of the Ocean descended upon Great Xia, stirring hundred-meter waves and leading various Sea Beast Believers in an attack. It was this old man who stood on the coastline, greeting the so-called deity with guns and cannons!

He was the first in history to dare raise weapons against a deity!

His famous words inspired humanity in the New Era.

"Welcome the deities with guns and cannons!"

He even trained the only War God of the human camp, Situ Hong!

And it was a week after the God of the Ocean's invasion that Lin Fan joined the allied forces, fighting alongside Jin Minsheng until the end, ultimately watching helplessly as the old man was devoured by Sea Beast Believers.

Until the very end.

The old man never released his grip on the trigger, his roar mingling with the gunfire, drowned by the Sea Beast Believers.

Listening to these seemingly fantastical words, Old Jin looked at Lin Fan, and in his seasoned gaze, he saw only sincerity and a hint of hidden sorrow.

This...

"What you said, is it true?" Old Jin frowned deeply.

When others proposed the greenhouse effect to explain environmental changes, Old Jin indeed had a radical thought—what if the so-called greenhouse effect was just some form of attack?

This kind of attack, theoretically, could not be mastered by humans.

And even if humans did master it, it couldn't be used, because it would harm all of humanity.

But what if the enemy wasn't human?

Old Jin had never shared this thought with anyone, sometimes even thinking he was mentally affected by his past life of gunfire and warfare, constantly linking everything to war. But now...

Listening to Lin Fan's incredible words, Old Jin not only didn't disbelieve but believed a bit more.

"I can prove it's true," Lin Fan said softly, "but does proving it to you really help?

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I know, with your status, you have the final say in Luzhou. If you set your mind on something, not even the chief of Luzhou's administration can stop you.

But, if the opponent is literally a deity... can humanity survive relying solely on Luzhou's strength? Or, do you only wish for the people of Luzhou to survive?

Those deities are not as benevolent as in myths and legends. They are filled with desire for this world's land and life."

Old Jin was silent for a moment, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes, "What do you plan to do?"

"I need to see the National Leader!" Lin Fan said solemnly, "In three months, the deities will descend! Only with the full effort of Great Xia does humanity have a sliver of hope!

And only by proving all this to the National Leader will it truly be effective!"

"Trust me," Lin Fan's eyes were red, his fists clenched, "I've seen worse. I've seen millions of people displaced, I've seen the blood-stained mountains and rivers of Great Xia.

I've seen the collapse of nations, the fall of countries. I've seen citizens of various nations kneel before the descending deities, offering their souls, becoming mere puppets singing praises to the deities.

I don't want to witness that a second time!

By six o'clock tomorrow morning, I must see the National Leader!"

Old Jin's expression suddenly turned serious, "You claim to be a deity of the future, so who exactly are you?"

Lin Fan said in a deep voice, "I, Lin Fan, am the foremost of the five guardian deities of future Great Xia, the highest commander of the Asian Alliance, the commander of the Great Xia Allied Forces, a Six-Star Holy General, personally appointed War God of Great Xia, Human Godslayer, Asura God.

And there are some less flattering titles, such as the God-Forsaken, the one despised by the gods, the God-Forsaken. But those don't matter."

Old Jin chuckled bitterly, "Quite a few titles. No wonder you weren't intimidated by me, the chief administrator. A Six-Star Holy General, War God of Great Xia... Should I salute you in the future?"

"There's no need for that. By the time I made a name for myself, you had already passed. In your lifetime, I was your last guard!" Lin Fan said straightforwardly.

Old Jin was momentarily speechless, rubbing his face, "I must be crazy to believe you and even want to bet on this with you."

Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief, speaking softly, "You're not crazy; it's the world that's gone mad."

"However," Old Jin said seriously, "a prophecy can convince me, but seeing the National Leader isn't that simple. You need to provide evidence of the deities' real existence, or else it's a slap in my face."

Lin Fan nodded, "That's why I request to meet the National Leader at six tomorrow morning. For now, I ask you to do a few other things..."

***

At 4:30 a.m., a military aircraft took off from the Luzhou Military District.

Twelve fighter jets escorted it!

Such a luxurious lineup, even in wartime, was reserved only for National-Level Elders, showing how much Old Jin valued Lin Fan.

"Whew!"

At 5:30 a.m., the fighter jets landed at the military airport in Jeju, where ten unmarked black SUVs were already waiting.

Each SUV was specially made, using twenty-millimeter-thick steel plates, equipped with three layers of special explosion-proof glass, and fitted with an explosion-proof chassis, capable of withstanding various rifles and even artillery bombardment, essentially mobile land fortresses.

Still, this was the treatment for a National-Level Elder!

As soon as they landed, Lin Fan headed straight for the Central Council!

"Young man," the special agent driving the car was a bit surprised. He usually chauffeured only the rich or powerful, but this was the first time he'd seen this young man, and he couldn't help but ask curiously, "What do you do?"

"Heh," Lin Fan's smile was complex, "I'm here to teach you how to kill gods."

The driver was slightly taken aback, and Old Jin, sitting beside him, said coldly, "Don't ask what you shouldn't. Have you forgotten the confidentiality agreement?"

The old man's lifelong military authority poured out.

The driver's expression immediately became serious.

He initially thought the young man was joking, but Old Jin's grave demeanor... could it be that there really were deities?

Moreover, as a human, they were going to kill gods?

For a moment, an inexplicable fighting spirit arose in this military-born special agent's heart, and a crazy smile appeared on his lips.

Kill gods!

He didn't understand strategy or command.

But.

If there is a battle, he will return!

If deities dare to invade Great Xia, then, why not kill gods!

In the southern sea, the Central Council office.

Even with Old Jin personally bringing Lin Fan over, they still went through multiple security checks before the special agents led Lin Fan into a small courtyard.

The first thing he saw was a red wooden table, with a painting of the vast landscape hanging behind it, majestic and grand.

Beside it stood the national flag of Great Xia, a vivid red.

In the office chair, an old man was reading documents, calm and composed, but even sitting quietly, he exuded an aura as steady as a mountain, as deep as an abyss.

The current National Leader of Great Xia!

Looking at the old man before him, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel a deep respect.

In the previous life, countless nations' lands were shattered, countless foreign citizens knelt before the deities, becoming vassals of the deities, reduced to mere puppets singing praises to the deities.

Only Great Xia, under this old man's leadership, held on to the end, becoming humanity's last hope!

When the deities descended, amidst the storm, some cried, some hid under eaves, some borrowed umbrellas and wore raincoats, but only Great Xia refused to avoid the rain, preferring to sing and die in the rain rather than live under others' roofs.

"Surrender, rather than die, kneel before the deities, serve them, and embrace the gods."

"Kneel, and you can live, isn't that good?"

Countless times, the old man faced such temptations.

But his only response was firm words.

"For five thousand years, Great Xia has stood tall, from Emperor Qin to Emperor Han, building this majestic land!

A Hundred Schools of Thought, countless sages, leaving behind a brilliant legacy.

When the deities come, a few words to scare us, and we abandon our ancestors, is that still human?

A hundred years of war, a hundred years of struggle, allowing us to stand tall, how can we kneel again?

Great Xia has nothing else, only the backbone left by our ancestors. The people of Great Xia kneel to the heavens, the earth, and our ancestors, but beyond that, not even deities can make us kneel!

Only a battle to the death!"

From then on, the emperor guarded the nation's gates.

Great Xia, from top to bottom, fought to the death!

With mortal bodies, they fought back against the deities!

This old man was undoubtedly the emperor of the world.

The name Zhang Maoyuan, in those years, became the soul of Great Xia, supporting the entire nation!

Even on the death list, this name was at the top, above Lin Fan!

And on the office sofa sat a few others.

The chief think tank of Great Xia.

Lin Fan specifically glanced at the elderly man with gold-rimmed glasses and graying hair. Though aged, his eyes were like the starry night sky, filled with calmness, wisdom, and depth beyond ordinary people.

The chief scientist of Great Xia, Chen Yan!

He single-handedly guided the Combat Mecha Program, helping Great Xia through the initial crisis, buying precious time.

In the end, he himself became one of those who ascended through the flesh, awakening the Divine Authority of the God of Wisdom, condensing the Divinity Essence of racial secrets, and ultimately deducing the Cultivation Laws for humans to become deities.

Those Cultivation Laws, enough to allow humans to become deities, were enough to change everything.

It's just a pity it came too late.

"You're here?" The old man's words interrupted Lin Fan's thoughts.

The National Leader put down his pen, looked up at Lin Fan, and was somewhat surprised.

Even though he had seen countless geniuses and young talents, he never expected that the person Old Jin urgently contacted him about in the middle of the night was this teenage boy.

This appearance, he should still be in high school, right?

"Lin Fan, from Class Three, Grade Two, Jeju First High School, reporting to the National Leader!"

Lin Fan stood straight, saluting the old man before him with a standard military salute.

An aura of killing intent, not belonging to a young boy, emanated from Lin Fan.

"Hmm." The National Leader didn't engage in any small talk, directly asking, "Old Jin said you specifically asked to see me, concerning an urgent matter of national survival.

What is it?"

Lin Fan exhaled.

His voice, though not loud, echoed in the office.

"In three months, the deities will descend. The mountains and rivers will shatter, the nation will fall!"

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