Dawn of a New Era-Chapter 550 - 524: Fever Pitch

After reluctantly sending Qin Liuyuan off, Chen Shouyi returned to his room and closed the door.

After eating a piece of True God meat, he took off his clothes, seized the time, and began to continue his training.

As for when to hold the auction, it had long been cast aside in his mind.

The fourth optimization of the Horizontal Training Thirty-Six Forms already had minimal effectiveness fading. Coupled with the stronger nourishing effect of True God meat, his power began to grow rapidly again these days, with progress speed comparable to when it was first optimized.

In just seven days.

His strength and physique increased by 0.2 points, while intelligence, agility, and perception each increased by 0.1 points.

Almost every day upon waking, he could see the attribute changes.

This feeling... is incredibly wonderful.

It made him indulge in it, completely unable to extricate himself.

...

The temperature in the room started visibly rising, and a bloody smell gradually permeated the air.

Fortunately, both Chen Shouyi, who was training, and the Shell Lady doing math problems on the bed, were focused and seemed completely unaware, paying no mind at all.

...

Early the next morning, just as Chen Shouyi was about to head out,

Bai Xiaoling blocked his way.

"General Manager Chen, I’m begging you, we really can’t delay any longer, please set a date." Bai Xiaoling said, somewhat collapsing.

Her eyes were bloodshot, her face haggard, as she hadn’t slept well for several days.

Initially, only district-level leaders would indirectly inquire about the auction date.

Later, it was department-level leaders, equally polite, but ultimately asking when the auction would be held.

She barely managed these inquiries, but by yesterday, even provincial-level leaders started to show concern, calling specifically about the matter.

This made her feel immense pressure, causing her to lose sleep entirely.

It’s not because she’s incompetent; it’s just that her frail shoulders can’t bear such immense pressure!

In recent days, more and more martial artists have been flocking to Hedong, many having heard the news and coming from other provinces, specifically waiting for the auction, even seven or eight Martial Artists have come, let alone large numbers of Martial Artists.

These Martial Artists and great Martial Artists have been staying in Hedong for a long time, and it has even begun to affect the safety issues of various brotherly provinces, with provincial leaders being driven mad by this matter.

If this continues, even the central government will have to pay attention.

They also can’t directly approach Chen Shouyi, so the pressure falls on Bai Xiaoling.

Seeing her distressed look, Chen Shouyi also felt a bit embarrassed: "How about I... pick another date?"

The Faith Value growth rate has been quite good these days, so, of course, if it can be delayed for a day, it should be.

Bai Xiaoling, hearing this, swayed, her eyes turned red, tears almost falling. She hastily sniffed, and with a slight sob, said:

"General Manager Chen, I’ve checked the almanac, and the day after tomorrow is a great day this month. It’s good for wealth, opening a market, trading, signing contracts, and opening light, a completely auspicious day. Otherwise, we’d have to wait until next month, you wouldn’t want to delay it until then, right?"

Is that so?

Don’t fool me!

Chen Shouyi suspiciously looked at Bai Xiaoling.

But seeing her on the verge of tears, his heart softened.

Even though he didn’t feel her pressure, considering the pressure she must be under in recent days, he helplessly said, "Fine, the day after tomorrow it is."

"General Manager Chen, you agree?" Bai Xiaoling said in surprise.

"I agree, stop crying!" Chen Shouyi replied irritably.

"I’m not crying!"

...

After Bai Xiaoling left, Chen Xingyue, who had been eavesdropping nearby, asked curiously, "Brother, just how much Demigod meat do you have?"

"A little over ten tons!" Chen Shouyi replied.

"Are you auctioning it all?" Chen Xingyue asked nonchalantly.

"Yes, what else should I do with it?"

"You’re—you’re not going to save any for your adorable sister?"

Chen Xingyue couldn’t bear it anymore.

Why?

How could her brother be so mean?

She was his only sister, after all, when he couldn’t beat her before, she never bullied him, at most just teased him a bit, and yet he’s selling it all for money without leaving any for her.

"You want some?" Chen Shouyi realized and asked.

Chen Xingyue quickly nodded emphatically.

"You’re currently in a stagnant period regarding your strength; what use is Demigod meat? Wait until you evolve and breakthrough as a Martial Artist!" Chen Shouyi gave her a glance and said.

In fact, breaking through is quite simple.

Just use the Divine Blood of the True God; he has plenty of it in his space.

But such a breakthrough, Chen Shouyi feels, has too many aftereffects.

A person’s attributes include not only strength, physique, agility, intelligence, and other physical attributes but also secondary attributes like perception and will. The former can take shortcuts, while the latter must be progressed steadily, particularly will, which requires experience and even life-and-death adventures.

The imbalance between the two is quite severe.

For a time, Chen Shouyi felt particularly irritable, unable to control his own desires, occasionally wanting to vent. Seeing a woman’s bare legs would remind him of nudity, and seeing nudity... well, you know!

Fortunately... he feels much better now.

This is largely due to his inherently good nature. As for his little sister, who’s full of mischief, if she suddenly rocket to the Peak Martial Artist stage, she’d likely end up completely corrupted.

Chen Xingyue, anxious, said:

"But you can’t auction it all off."

"If you sell it all, even if I reach Martial Artist, there won’t be any left."

"You should at least save some for me. I’ve heard that Demigod meat has a long shelf life and doesn’t spoil easily!"

Chen Shouyi was speechless. Her little brain is thinking quite far ahead as he walked towards the garage and took out his bicycle: "Ask me for some when you breakthrough!"

Chen Xingyue quickly grabbed the back seat of his bike to stop him from leaving: "Promise me, how much will you save for me?"

"Enough for you!"

Enough to fill you up, make you eat until you’re full, and even make you puke!

"Brother, you said it yourself!"

Chen Shouyi’s face darkened, this is ridiculous, it’s just a bit of Demigod meat, do you have to be so stingy?

Really?

She’s his sister; he won’t shortchange her.

In his space, there are over twenty tons of True God meat lying around!

...

The next day, the news regarding the auction date, published by Jiangnan Daily, completely set off a frenzy across the entire Jiangnan Province and even surrounding regions. For the next two days, countless martial artists who sold their homes, carrying bags full of cash, flocked to Hedong.

The whole city was filled with the scent of money.

Since the mutation.

The credibility of banks suffered a devastating blow, and many people no longer had the habit of saving money. Money was always hidden at home, either piled into walls, spread across beddings, or stuffed into refrigerators.

Money stopped circulating, and the financial system became stagnant.

This made the authorities extremely frustrated but helpless.

Once bitten by a snake, for ten years, they fear a well rope; no amount of propaganda would work, as no one wants to see their hard-earned money vanish again.

With such a massive influx of people, the city’s guesthouses and hotels were completely inadequate.

To accommodate these martial artists properly, the city government distributed a large number of tents.

Yet even so, all major parks in the Safe Zone were already overcrowded.

The tents, like dense mounds of graves, were everywhere filled with martial artists as if they were refugees.