The city is crowded with people and extremely noisy and lively.

This city is a large planet city under the rule of Shirakami.

To be fair without any emotion, the White God system is indeed more advanced and developed than the Black God system, and the diversity is more complex, and humanities and culture are better preserved.

However, precisely because of the diversity, all kinds of troubles are prone to occur in the areas governed by the White God System, and management is definitely more difficult than one level.

Just like the ‘underworld incident’.

In short, the basic reason for the events in the underworld comes from the fact that the underworld has the ‘real world gate’ of each planet.

The God of Death can bring his soul to various planets in this world, posing a threat to the white planets.

And this is far more than a normal attack, it can also use the souls of the dead on this planet to have a huge impact on public opinion on the planet.

It's a very simple truth. When you know that after death, you have the opportunity to enter the underworld, and that this underworld is in the hands of the Black Gods, what will you think?

Even those who are loyal to the Baishen family will still have hesitation.

It’s true that the White Gods are one of the Creation Gods, but they can’t control what happens after death. The Black Gods are different. They can manage your world after death, and even if you perform well, they can arrange for you to be reincarnated!

Of course, regarding things like the underworld, in the areas under the jurisdiction of the Baishen system, it has long been the subject of severe crackdowns.

If you seal your mouth and don't let you spread it, you will be spreading it in secret.

It’s just that the people’s words are better protected than those of Sichuan. The more they are not allowed to spread, the more they will accelerate the rapid spread of these remarks.

If it were a black god area, Jia Yan might have already used some relatively extreme measures with a wave of his hand. These methods are not limited to killing chickens to scare monkeys, nor are they limited to eradicating certain spreading forces.

But when things happened under the rule of the White Gods, the problem was not that simple.

Just like the White Dolphin's inability to manage his subordinates, that is a legacy of history. The inability to implement an efficient elimination policy under the rule of the White Gods is also a legacy of history.

The history of the Baishen System's governance of the area is too long. There have been officials protecting each other for a long time. The forces are intricate and complex, and it is not that simple to fully implement certain strategies.

Even though the upper echelons of the White God Department used several methods with little success, they considered that the God War would happen soon, so they could only turn a blind eye and look at all kinds of helpless things and sigh in despair.

This is called reality. Sometimes, it is not a matter of ability. Even if it were Jia Yan who took charge of the matter himself, unless Edisha came up with a surveillance plan for all mankind, it would not be possible to handle the matter casually.

In short, this planet is full of flies and dogs, and there are many gray areas.

Edisha and Jia Lin are on this planet, concentrating on their work of 'lurking' into the White God System.

"Wow, wow, have you seen the news? There is a god from the White God Sect. It seems that he fought with our masters from the Black God Sect in the border area of ​​the White God Sect, and he won!"

The little girl was standing in front of the TV, walking barefoot with her big eyes wide open.

"Hey, I think this so-called god must be dead. We haven't heard of anyone losing here."

Jia Lin cursed the other person, which inspired Adisha. She tilted her little head to think about it and nodded seriously.

"Yes, he must be dead. They said it deliberately to reassure people. It seems that there was information sent to me some time ago, saying that there was a wave of war between gods on a certain planet. It should be that battle, and it can kill a person.

The one who is a Baishen-type deity and hasn't had much influence yet, in my opinion, should be your brother."

"Is it brother?"

Jia Lin was stunned.

Jia Lin trusts Adisha's analytical ability. Since she said yes, she should be in agreement.

"It's amazing. My brother can kill even gods easily. He is worthy of being a black god. When will I reach this level..."

Jia Lin was a little whimsical and was stunned while watching TV.

"Hehe, if you are talking about Venerable level or above, it is still possible, as long as you work hard enough."

Editha's big eyes flickered, and she deliberately bit the 'venerable and above' tightly.

After all, with the potential of Jia Lin in this world and above the Venerable level, it is still possible to be promoted to that level as long as she is given more valuable treasures in the future.

If Jia Lin is referring to reaching 'my brother's current state', then it's hard to say.

Half-star level, there is still a chance, but domain lord level? What are you thinking? That is not a realm that is destined to be reached if you have enough potential.

Luck, opportunity, strength, talent, courage, endurance... In short, countless things must come together to make it possible to reach the Domain Lord level.

"Well, I believe I can cultivate to the level of a Venerable or above!"

Jia Lin clenched her fists hard and swore to God.

"Damn it, get out of here!"

The two little guys were chatting among themselves, and there was a noise coming from below the inn.

They stopped talking and looked at the movement below.

This inn quickly became famous after two little girls started selling white god-type spiritual weapons. They also changed the name of the inn to "Ling Niang Inn", which means that the little girls who sell spiritual weapons live here.

Moreover, the inn floor where the two little girls were located was strictly protected by the higher-ups, and all the guests on the same floor were cleared away. This could be regarded as some kind of way of paying the ‘naming fee’.

But this time, a man led his subordinates, unabashedly hysterical, and rushed into this floor.

"Guest, this floor has already been reserved by guests. Please don't barge in."

"Of course I know, where are the two little girls? I want to find them!"

"Guest...Guest, if you want to meet them, please register."

"Hmph, get out of here. I'm in a bad mood today. If you make me angry, you won't be able to open this inn anymore."

The man who came was full of vitality and blood, and evil spirits spread all over his body.

The inn service boy was no more than an ordinary person. He was shocked by his aura. He felt the air-conditioning rising from the soles of his feet to his head. He suddenly became silent and did not dare to say any more words.

"snort."

When the man saw that this mere mortal was indeed intimidated, his arrogance suddenly became even more arrogant.

Pushing down the waiter, he walked carelessly to the guest rooms in the middle of the floor and looked at them one by one.

"Shopkeeper, I can't stop him..."

The waiter lay on the ground grinning for a long time without being able to stand up. When he saw the shopkeeper walking towards him quickly, he quickly apologized.

The shopkeeper shook his head and his eyes were much calmer than that of the waiter: "Well, it's not your fault that you can't stop him. Since this person is asking for trouble, let him go."

"Yes, what are you arrogant about? Haven't these arrogant people recently been thrown out of the guest room by two young guests?"

The waiter grunted angrily as he looked at the figures of the men walking away. He felt that his good intentions were being treated as stupid. He was not helping the two little girls, but helping the intruder. He was thrown out of the window in public, which was embarrassing.

Damn you!

As for whether someone could withstand the strength of the little girls and restrain the two of them.

This possibility was something many people thought about at first, but since two well-known and powerful men with high prestige in the city were thrown out of the window by little girls in the same way, no one has ever raised this idea.

From the service boy's point of view, no matter how aggressive the newcomer was, he would surely end up in the same fate.

In fact, he guessed right.

However, this visitor is slightly different.

That is because this person's origin and strength are completely different from the masters in this city.

"Right here, knock on the door. If you don't open it, break the door down."

"yes."

At the man's command, someone else came forward and knocked vigorously on the door of the room where the little girls lived.

"Who is it?"

The voice of a little girl came from inside.

Just by listening to the voice, you can tell that it must be a little baby, so cute that you can't help but want to pinch your face.

However, for the strong, straight men are not enough to describe this group of people. They are completely immune to beauty and cuteness.

The visitor turned a deaf ear and shouted directly outside the door: "You two, I am the one who came to buy a spiritual weapon. Please open the door and see me."

"I won't open the door for you."

Unexpectedly, the people outside were arrogant, and the milky sounds inside were even more arrogant, so they refused directly.

"Shameless? Bash the door!"

The man's expression suddenly turned cold and he ordered his subordinates to use violent methods.

"Yes." The subordinate also showed a sinister smile. Perhaps for them, the cute voice is a kind of stimulation. The cuter the thing is, the more interesting it will be if it makes you cry later.

How can you be a strong person without some extraordinarily human thinking, right?

Bang.

"Wow!"

The person who knocked on the door raised his fist and struck. He originally thought that an ordinary inn door could be completely smashed into pieces with just one blow. Unexpectedly, the door had a shocking backlash. This punch failed to break the door.

, on the contrary, the entire fist was knocked back, causing serious internal injuries and blood spurting out of his mouth.

"Hehehe, it's so funny. The person who knocked on the door was knocked down by the door."

Behind the door, the little girl with a sweet voice was giggling.
To be continued...