**Chapter 45 - Destruction Proposes to Rotate Supervision of the Lower World (2700 words)**
Early in the morning, at Shrek Academy, in a single room of the boys' dormitory.
"Ha...ah!" a scream echoed.
"Damn it, why do I have to learn the secret weapon skills every morning? Why doesn't this consciousness completely disappear from this world? Woohoo..."
Wang Dong's pale blue eyes were filled with tears, reflecting the sorrow of a tortured girl suffering from a long-lasting illness. She tightly grasped the thin blanket, faint traces of tears on her face, with anger and unwillingness intertwined.
Initially, the hateful consciousness in her mind had asked her to practice hidden weapons, but the confident Wang Dong didn't care at all. She always did whatever she wanted, so how could she be controlled by this unknown force?
Wang Dong ignored this thought and continued to play freely and casually.
There were no adverse reactions in the first few days, and it did not affect her normal life.
But one morning, Wang Dong, as usual, argued with her consciousness. She didn't even look at the hidden weapon and went straight to Xiao Xiao to have breakfast happily.
However, that night, when she returned to the dormitory, had just washed up, and was about to fall into a good sleep, she suddenly experienced a splitting headache as if she was cursed.
Finally, Wang Dong couldn't stand it anymore, so she opened the Hidden Weapon Manual and looked at it for a few moments. Her headache subsided.
But she wasn't happy at all.
She was determined not to compromise easily with the dark forces. Every time her consciousness urged her to learn all about the hidden weapons, she had to fight against them for a few minutes, refusing to practice!
After being defeated in the invisible confrontation with her consciousness, she could only symbolically flip through the hundred solutions in the hidden weapon manual.
"Why on earth? I found spiders and spider webs in the woods before, and they still worked even if I smashed them to pieces. Why don't they work now..."
Wang Dong felt sad and wronged. She slowly sat on her bed, opened the window, and stared outside with a pair of beautiful eyes, a little dazed.
When she first discovered the method of using a hammer to kill spiders to fight against her consciousness, she felt a rush of happiness, but two days later, she was extremely sad to find that her consciousness had increased.
Wang Dong murmured vaguely, "Is it an ordinary spider? Beating it to pieces has no effect..."
She didn't know why that consciousness appeared in her mind and kept haunting her.
While lost in thought, she looked out the window quietly, and memories of her growth from childhood to the present flashed through her mind.
The pampered, superior quality of life she had experienced since childhood made her realize that her family was well off, and her eldest and second fathers doted on her, indulging her wishes no matter what she did.
Even though she had great talent because she was lazy and playful and didn't like to practice, her oldest and second fathers still spoiled her, letting her play while telling her to grow up happily without worries.
However, a few months ago, her eldest and second fathers told her with extremely complicated expressions that she should dress up as a man and register for admission to Shrek Academy.
To prevent Wang Dong from getting upset, the old man comforted her.
"Your biological parents miss you very much. As long as you complete your academic tasks at Shrek Academy, I believe you will be able to see them soon."
Even though Wang Dong was full of doubts, she still looked like a strong girl, smiling and pretending to believe in her father and second father, so she changed into men's clothes and went to Shrek Academy as a boy.
She felt grateful for the love and care her elder and second uncles had given her since she was a child, but she also knew very well that they were not her biological fathers.
"Where are my biological parents? Could it be related to this abominable consciousness in my mind?"
While Wang Dong was daydreaming, there was a knock on the dormitory door.
Then, Xiao Xiao's clear and pleasant voice called out, "Wang Dong, Wang Dong, let's go have breakfast together."
"Oh... OK, Xiao Xiao, I'll be right out."
Wang Dong quickly tidied up her slightly messy pink-blue hair, glanced down with her pretty eyes, tightened her slightly curved chest, and smoothed her collar.
She quickly adjusted her appearance, then got out of bed and opened the door for Xiao Xiao.
Xiao Xiao blinked her big light green eyes, and her originally excited and happy expression changed slightly. She asked with concern: "Wang Dong, why are your eyes a little red? Did you cry just now?"
"Really?" Wang Dong subconsciously raised her hand and gently covered her eyes.
Xiao Xiao looked at her and nodded, then thought for a moment before soon coming up with a guess.
"Is it that idiot who made you practice the Hidden Weapon Hundred Solutions again?"
Once, when she and Wang Dong were taking a walk, she told her about this situation, but Wang Dong had been in a good mood at the time and said that she had found a solution, so Xiao Xiao was not too worried.
However, looking at Wang Dong's current condition, it was clear that it had not been completely eradicated.
Wang Dong didn't want Xiao Xiao to worry about her, so she rubbed her eyes with an earnest look on her face. "Xiao Xiao, don't worry; I'm fine. When I find out who started that consciousness, I'll go back to find my dad and second dad to deal with him!"
The lingering consciousness mixed with a strange laugh lingered in the back of her mind.
How abominable! How dare it treat her like this?
Don't you like the Hidden Weapon Hundred Solutions? Then let him make all the things in the Hidden Weapon Hundred Solutions and experience them himself, and let's see if he can still laugh.
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In the God Realm, Tang San held the heavy Seagod Trident, his face gloomy, his tone filled with anger.
"How could this God King's plan have such a significant deviation? Not only did the Son of Luck fail to join the Tang Sect, but even making Xiao Qi inclined toward hidden weapons and dislike soul guidance device did not go smoothly."
At this time, the space fluctuated violently, and lightning with destructive intent surged out from it. The gloom on Tang San's face suddenly subsided.
The next moment, the God of Destruction, wearing a purple robe and holding a scepter, walked out of the fluctuating space.
The God of Destruction said calmly: "Sea God, you seem to have been observing the Douluo plane too frequently during this period. Are you anxious?"
Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly, a sharp look flashing in the depths of his eyes. He slowly shook his head to indicate that he was not anxious.
"I wonder why the God of Destruction has suddenly come here?"
The eyes of the God of Destruction deepened slightly under his purple robe: "Sea God, it has been ten thousand years since the lower realm."
"I propose to hold a meeting of God Kings right now to discuss the rotation of supervision of the lower planes by the God Kings."
"After all, if a lower plane is always in the hands of the same God King, then the plane will eventually have limitations."
The tone of the God of Destruction was meaningful. He had already seen through Tang San's little thoughts and had naturally come up with a solution: all the God Kings should take turns supervising the lower planes.
This effectively prevents one of the God Kings from pursuing goals that do not aim at upgrading the plane.
There was no change on the surface of Seagod Tang San, but he suddenly clenched the trident in his right hand. He was silent for a long time, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.
The God of Destruction asked with a smile: "Sea God, what do you think of my idea of rotating plane supervision?"
Tang San's expression had quietly changed from gloomy to a peaceful smile, looking as harmless as the Blue Silver Grass.
"This practice has never been seen in the God Realm before. I wonder if you have ever heard the saying that the laws of our ancestors cannot be changed."
"If we easily change the control system, we cannot predict the impact it will have on the future."
The God of Destruction waved his scepter, the purest meaning of destruction fluctuating from it, and he chuckled.
"Sea God, your position as a god is inherited, but my position as the God of Destruction was created with the most primitive power of destruction. I am also an ancestor."
"In this case, I propose to change the system of supervising the planes and try to manage them in a new way. I think there shouldn't be any big problems."
Tang San had been controlling his emotions very well, but the other party's words that hit the nail on the head made him exude an invisible hostility as if the corners of his mouth would grin into an extremely sinister and exaggerated arc in the next second.
If the God of Destruction's proposal was implemented smoothly, it would most likely mean total collapse for him.
If the supervision of the Douluo plane rotated to any other God King, that entity could easily discover anything amiss.
No matter what, he must not let the God of Destruction succeed. He needed to think of a way to break the impasse.
Tang San fell into a brief period of thought. As expected of a wise man, it didn't take him long to come up with a plan.
"Destruction, since you said so, I will hold a meeting of God Kings as you wish and conduct a thorough discussion on the feasibility of this system."
The God of Destruction smiled. "That's great."
"However, I also have some ideas about your proposal."
Tang San's eyes became deep as if they contained the ultimate truth of the universe. His head glowed with divine light, looking extremely conspicuous.
"For the God Realm to develop more harmoniously and steadily, the implementation of a new system should be tried on a small scale first."
"After an effective trial, if it proves to be better than the previous management system, then I will have no objection and strongly support the implementation of the new system."
"On the contrary, if the plane becomes chaotic and stops developing, or even regresses during the trial of the new system, then there is no need to fully implement the new system."
After saying this, Tang San sneered silently. Such a way to break the deadlock was indeed worthy of his wisdom beyond the gods.
Facing the well-prepared God of Destruction, the risk of so-called rotating management was easily resolved.
Haha, a hint of contempt appeared in Tang San's eyes, and his tone became arrogant and confident.
"Destruction, I agree with your proposal to hold a meeting of the God Kings. These few ideas of mine should not be beyond the rules. After all, everything is for our God Realm."
The God of Destruction thought for a moment and nodded calmly. "It makes sense. As for how to implement it, we will discuss it in detail at the meeting of the God Kings."
After speaking, the God of Destruction did not linger for too long. He waved the scepter in his hand lightly and disappeared into the space fluctuations.
"Haha, Destruction, it turns out that you are the one who secretly ruined my plan. When this God King reverses the situation that has deviated greatly from Douluo, you will be on the road to death soon."
Tang San believed that with his ability to infer, he would not be wrong in guessing who had severely damaged his plan before.
However, although the God of Destruction interfered with his perception of the lower world, he was confident that destruction would never be able to affect the personalities of the Son of Fortune and Xiao Qi.
"Could it be that Xiao Qi and the Son of Luck failed to establish a correct relationship, causing her temperament to change?"
According to his original plan, for the two of them to establish a normal relationship, the Son of Luck would join the Tang Sect, and Xiao Qi would dislike soul guides.
Then the Son of Luck would naturally lead the Tang Sect's hidden weapons onto a new path, which could kill two birds with one stone. By then, the Tang Sect could prosper and the God Realm's grand plan could be accomplished.
Tang San thought back to the time when the Son of Luck was supposed to join the Tang Sect and observed unusual movements, and his brows gradually furrowed.
"That breath of undead spirits with an extremely dead silence has reached the level of divine consciousness. It is not under the control of the divine world. Where did it come from?"
Tang San felt that this divine consciousness would also be a major variable.
"There is no god, yet in such a damaged state, this god can feel its presence. Its strength at its peak may have reached the level of a priest or even a third-level god."
Tang San's expression turned extremely solemn. If the God of Destruction had not interfered, he would have been able to eliminate this major variable.
But now, he even had problems observing the plane. The most urgent task was to break free from the restrictions of the God of Destruction and find a chance to sense the Son of Destiny again.
His wisdom was not to be underestimated. As long as he could sense the breath of the Son of Fortune again, he could plan several decades of plans in the blink of an eye.
"Third brother."
At this time, a soft female voice called out.
The gloom on Seagod Tang San's face disappeared instantly, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.
Xiao Wu showed confusion in her eyes and asked softly, "I just saw the God of Destruction talking to you. Is something big going to happen in the God Realm?"
Tang San comforted her in a gentle voice: "Nothing, it's just that Destruction wants to put pressure on the gods of our Douluo camp by holding a new God King Conference."
"But Xiao Wu, don't worry. I have resolved it."
If the new system of rotating monitoring of the God of Destruction is tried in a small area first, Tang San felt that he still had room to maneuver.
Xiao Wu showed a worried expression and asked about Xiao Qi's situation again.
Tang San smiled calmly and made up an excuse: "Xiao Qi has been playful since she was young. I have sealed her memory in the God Realm. She is now living happily and carefree on the Douluo Continent."
"Although she will encounter some minor setbacks in the future, just treat it as a chance to hone her character."
Xiao Wu naturally trusted her third brother immensely. As always, she reminded him to pay attention to his health and not to overwork. After a while of being together, the two walked into the azure temple together.
Heaven Dou City, outside the east gate near the Sunset Forest.
Huo Yuhao and Dugu Luo had a smooth journey back under the voluntary escort of Xuan Ziwen and Xu Sheng.
Approaching the city gate, Huo Yuhao looked up at the door and was slightly stunned.
Jiang Nannan stood gracefully in front of the gate, with a slender and graceful figure, big orange-gold waves, and a beautiful face. Against the backdrop of the sun, she looked elegant and soft.
As Huo Yuhao approached the city gate, a gentle smile graced his face as he greeted her, "Sister Nannan."
Jiang Nannan was startled when she heard this because when she sent Huo Yuhao to the Far North, he had not yet obtained the Snow Empress Soul.
Seeing Huo Yuhao's features visibly softened, she didn't recognize him at first.
"You, you are Xiao Yuhao? How come you have become so much whiter?"
(End of this chapter)