In the early morning, the sky was misty, and the drizzle fell down the eaves, splashing drops of tiny water droplets, making a crisp sound. The temperature difference between the indoor and outdoor makes a hazy fog cross the windows.

In Northson Apartment, in Villa No. 031, Shen Zhicheng walked out of the bedroom in pajamas and sat on the sofa in the living room.

“It’s rainy day again.”

Looking at the foggy glass at the light rain outside the window, Shen Zhicheng couldn't help but remember that when he went to find Sir Sweet a few days ago, the light rain and moist air were also like this. It was on that day that he joined the mysterious organization called Dusk, gained the power completely beyond mortals, and entered the mysterious world.

After returning home from "Mr. Zhao" these days, for a while, Shen Zhicheng was in a very complicated mood. While immersing himself in the mysterious power beyond mortals, he felt like a ghost in a myth; while he was full of fear of the Dusk Organization, fearing that the organization would one day let him do something that he could not do at all.

You should know that "Mr. Zhao" gave Shen Zhicheng no feeling like a kind person at all. When he first met "Mr. Zhao", Shen Zhicheng felt that this "Mr. Zhao" was very friendly. Now, thinking about it, I feel that I am really young and ignorant, so I am not a friendly person, but clearly a terrifying fierce man.

However, as time passed little by little, the Twilight Organization did not come to find Shen Zhicheng. Shen Zhicheng's two feelings gradually faded away, leaving only the worry about his own goods. Even if he already had super realistic power, he still felt that the mysterious and treacherous world seemed to be far away from him. The most important thing for him was to live a normal life, at least not become a pauper.

"Oh... I don't know when my goods will be brought back. Did that 'Mr. Zhao' have forgotten my affairs. After all, no matter how you look at that kind of person, you won't take my affairs to heart." Shen Zhicheng sat on the sofa and muttered to himself with some distress.

At this moment, his phone suddenly rang, and a phone call with the notes "Xiao Zhao" was displayed on the lit screen.

Xiao Zhao is Shen Zhicheng's employee in charge of warehouse management and one of the people he trusts most, because Xiao Zhao is a friend he brought from the Han Empire, and the one he trusts most in such a foreign land is his fellow villagers.

"Hello?"

Shen Zhicheng answered the phone, and Xiao Zhao's excited voice came from the phone: "Brother Cheng, you are so awesome. Why did you let Black Mountain, the seven Chaos Potion Merchants of the Alpha Empire, come to deliver goods to you in person? I was stunned and thought I was dreaming."

Shen Zhicheng's sleepy eyes suddenly opened when he heard this, and he stood up from the sofa in the living room and said, "Did you mean the goods have been delivered?"

The sudden sound of Shen Zhicheng made Xiao Zhao confused: "I just arrived half an hour ago. Now Heishan and our people are moving, so we should be able to unload them in the afternoon. Brother Cheng, don't you know?"

Listening to Xiao Zhao's doubts, Shen Zhicheng took a deep breath, sat back on the sofa, and said calmly: "I know someone will come to deliver goods, but I don't know it's today. I originally thought it would be later, but it seems that it was here early."

"So that's how it is." Xiao Zhao didn't feel strange either. After all, this kind of thing happened often in the Alpha Empire.

Seeing that Xiao Zhao did not ask in detail, Shen Zhicheng breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "Download the goods well. After this business is finished, I will give you a big red envelope."

"Brother, don't worry if I do things."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Zhicheng sat on the sofa in the living room for a long time before he recovered. The person who delivered the goods to him was Montenegro, the seven Chaos Potion Merchant. This reminded him of what "James Bond" said to him at the dinner that night. It seemed that "Mr. Zhao" was indeed as hands-on as "James Bond" said.

The infamous Black Mountain actually sent his goods back in the face of "Mr. Zhao" and enthusiastically helped him unload the goods. This made Shen Zhicheng a little excited and a little panic.

What was excited was that he really held a thigh this time, and even the seven Chaos Potion Merchants wanted to bow their heads in front of "Mr. Zhao", then his business in the Alpha Empire was not booming and unimpeded; and what was frightened was that since the infamous seven Chaos Potion Merchants were going to bow their heads, the Dusk Organization would only be a more terrifying organization.

"Twilight Organization, what kind of organization did I join?" Shen Zhicheng leaned against the sofa and murmured to himself.

And just as Shen Zhicheng was thinking, a familiar voice sounded in Shen Zhicheng's mind, as if he knew what Shen Zhicheng was doing at all times.

"You are not allowed to mention the name of the organization anywhere in reality in the future."

Suddenly the sound of the sound in his mind scared Shen Zhicheng, but he quickly realized who the familiar voice was. Shen Zhicheng would never forget this sound in this life. Sitting on the sofa, Shen Zhicheng looked around, while carefully verbally verified:

"Mr. Zhao? Is it you?"

And at this moment, the voice sounded again in Shen Zhicheng's mind.

"Don't look around. I'm not in your living room. In addition, when I talk to me, remove the word Zhao and call me a sir."

If he is not in the living room, where is that? Is it remote monitoring?... Shen Zhicheng could feel his heartbeat being accelerated. He seemed to be exposed to the eyes of "Mr. Zhao". There was no secret at all. He just said a simple sentence and was discovered and then warned directly.

But even though he was extremely nervous, Shen Zhicheng still nodded quickly and said:

"Yes, sir!"

At this time, Bai Yang was sitting in the study of Villa 032, and his fingers slowly touched the crow's scarlet head. The crow's scarlet head was flatteringly rubbed Bai Yang's fingers, but Bai Yang's attention was not on it at all, but on Shen Zhicheng.

After seeing Shen Zhicheng obediently respond, Bai Yang warned again: "Remember the warning I gave you. If one day you are exposed because you mentioned the 'Dunning Organization' in reality, I will kill you in the air, and you will not be able to escape anywhere on this planet."

The cold voice of Bai Yang made Shen Zhicheng's body in the 031 villa in the distance make him feel a little cold.

Execution in the air, what kind of terrifying means is this... Shen Zhicheng nodded quickly and said, "I remember, sir, I will definitely not mention it again."

Upon hearing this, Bai Yang slowly lowered his fingers from the crow's scarlet head and tapped rhythmically on the table, while his voice continued to sound in Shen Zhicheng's mind.

"When will you return to the Han Empire?"

Shen Zhicheng replied carefully after hearing this: "If sir needs me to go back, after processing this batch of goods, I can go back immediately, about half a month later."

After saying this, Shen Zhicheng suddenly realized something and quickly changed his words: "Of course... if the sir wants me to go back, I can go back now."

Bai Yang's voice paused for a moment before slowly saying: "Don't worry, follow your normal time, just like you have never joined the Dusk Organization."

Following my normal time, why is this... Although Shen Zhicheng was puzzled, he still honestly said:

"If it were normal time, it would be one and a half months later, I would go back to the Han Empire to deal with some company-related matters."

After a month and a half... Bai Yang reached out and knocked on the scarlet head of the crow who was asking for caress, and asked him to feed the other crow, and then said lightly:

"When you go back, bring me something back, and I will have someone send it to you."

"Just bring something?" Shen Zhicheng said carefully.

"What do you think you're enough to do?"

Bai Yang sneered and continued, "Be an ordinary person, the only thing you can like me is the identity of an ordinary person. After all, no one would have thought that an ordinary person would be a member of the Dusk Organization, but this is exactly what I want."

Bai Yang doesn't need Shen Zhicheng to develop the Dusk Organization in the Han Empire. All he needs is Shen Zhicheng who can bring people or undead to the Han Empire. As for the development of the Dusk Organization in the Han Empire and contact with the Han Empire, he will naturally arrange for others to do it.

As long as there is a channel, Baiyang has the confidence to develop a branch of the dusk organization silently in the Han Empire.

Just let me be an ordinary person... Shen Zhicheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then said, "Will the undead on my body and the things you want me to bring in the Customs Department be discovered?"

"No matter what you are in you or what I asked you to bring, the low-level gods cannot feel it. As long as you don't commit suicide, you can be an ordinary broker between the Han Empire and the Alpha Empire with peace of mind."

After hearing that the undead on his body would not be discovered, Shen Zhicheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After he had more undead on his body, he was always worried that he would be arrested by the Customs Office as soon as he returned to the Han Empire.

"Then I have no problem, sir."

The poplar sitting in the study stopped and said lightly:

"Since you have no problem, then open the door now. The people outside the door will tell you some rules about the mysterious world so that you may not seek death by yourself after returning to the Han Empire."

"People outside the door?"

Shen Zhicheng turned his head and looked at the living room door, and the doorbell rang just as if he had already calculated it, as if he was urging Shen Zhicheng to open the door.

"Sir, is this the person you mentioned?"

Shen Zhicheng asked, but no one answered. He asked again, "Sir, are you still here?"

But he still did not answer. Seeing this, Shen Zhicheng slowly walked to the living room and opened the door. He saw a man wearing a pure white mask standing at the door. His dress was exactly what Shen Zhicheng had seen in Villa 032 that night.

………

032 In the study of the villa, bright lights shine on Bai Yang. On the desk in front of him, a notebook densely records countless notes, and you can vaguely see the words "The Road to the Gods", "The Road to the Dead", "Another Road" and other words.

After ending the conversation with Shen Zhicheng, Bai Yang turned his gaze back on the notes.

Bai Yang took Amy's five gods back to the basement of the villa for some research, and then he discovered something very interesting, that is, the path of the gods seemed to be wrong.

After reaching out and knocking on the notebook, Bai Yang looked at the leader of Montenegro through the connection between the undead and the people carrying the undead. If anyone who came into contact with these gods and those who were carrying the undead could discuss it with him, then the only leader of the Montenegro Tatum was the only one.

After all, the elites of Akali Academy probably wouldn't discuss these with him in a friendly manner. Those guys had only one thing in their minds, which was to cut themselves down.

And Tatum is very suitable. As the leader of Montenegro, his knowledge will not be too low.

The environment in which Tatum was located soon appeared in the sight of Baipod. Tatum sat alone in the office in a black suit. Seeing this Baipod projected his voice directly.

"Tatum, do you know about the route to becoming a god outside the path to the gods?"

Tatum, who was sitting in the office, suddenly raised his head too much, and the next moment he realized who the sound was in his mind.

Is it communicating with me through the undead?... Tatum pondered slowly and said:

"When the leader of the dead hunter, Gul'dan, was still alive, he seemed to have studied this, but after his death, no one had studied this for a long time. Except for the dead Gul'dan, I just heard that some old gods who were born at the beginning of the Twelve Empires had studied it. As for where they were, I don't know. Many people say that the figures of these old gods can be seen in the forbidden area of ​​the gods."

The dead hunter has studied this... Bai Yang couldn't help but look like the two monks in his mind, and then continued:

“Is there anything like their research notes or something?”

"It is said that some ancient parchment paper and there are records on the parchment scrolls, but there is no one here in Black Mountain, and there should be one on the side of the Dead Hunter. After Gul'dan was intercepted by Akali Academy, all his relics fell into the hands of the Dead Hunter."

Speaking of this, Tatum continued: "In addition, it is said that the records of the path to the gods have some ancient records. There are some records on the stone tablets, obelisks, and mysterious objects thousands of years ago, but I have never seen them before. Almost all of these things are in the hands of the Twelve Empires."

Someone was studying this thousands of years ago, and it was all controlled by the Twelve Empires... Bai Yang paused and said, "What do you think about the Hunter of the Dead?"

Tatum heard this and said, "Since Gul'dan's death, they have been on the verge of being divided, and even the dark web of mercenaries they control has declined a lot."

It turned out that the mercenary dark web was actually a hunter from the dead road... Bai Yang paused and ordered: "Help me pay attention to the relevant things."

After Tatum responded, Bai Yang looked away from his body and looked at the notebook in front of him.
Chapter completed!