Inside the conference room, it was dead silent.

Nakamura Shinichiro raised his head, his eyes wide and mouth half-open, falling into a dazed state.

"Wh… What?"

He even doubted if there was something seriously wrong with his ears.

"My… My Lord?"

Nakamura scrambled forward half a meter, pointing at the box on the ground, "This… This is the Yasakani no Magatama! This is a true Divine Artifact from ancient times! It's an entity with the power to destroy heaven and earth! You… Are you sure you want to sell it?!"

Zhou Huai leaned back in his chair, looking at Nakamura's comical expression of collapsed faith, and snorted.

"What? You don't understand my order?"

"No, no, no! This subordinate wouldn't dare!" Nakamura trembled in fright, but the intense shock to his common sense still made him unable to resist advising, "But My Lord, this thing is far too precious! Back when the Omiya Family guarded this Divine Artifact, they treated it like worshipping their Old Ancestor, even specially building a shrine to house it, it was indescribably precious! Even if you sell it… Who in this world could afford its price?"

Nakamura felt his worldview violently collapsing.

Others would fight head-to-head for a Divine Artifact, even risking the annihilation of their clan. Yet his master actually wanted to get rid of it with disgust!

Just how much did My Lord look down on this Divine Artifact!

"It's a Divine Artifact, but it's not anything good either. Keeping it in hand will only bring trouble upon oneself." Zhou Huai interrupted him, "If I tell you to sell it, go sell it. Price doesn't matter, even if it's traded for a pile of ordinary cultivation resources, you must throw it far away within three days! The farther the better! Understood?"

"Hai! This subordinate… This subordinate obeys!" Nakamura didn't dare say anything more, and could only reach out with both hands, hugging that hot-potato box back into his arms.

In fact, it wasn't that Zhou Huai's vision was so high that he looked down even on a Divine Artifact.

Rather, he knew better than anyone that to avoid having any entanglement with that monster Mr. Duan before his own strength truly grew powerful, he had to throw this super bomb with built-in tracking functions far, far away!

Right now, in Mr. Duan's mind, he was already a dead man reduced to ashes in the explosion.

If at this time, he or his forces kept this Yasakani no Magatama, what if Mr. Duan sensed the tracking and traced the clues back, only to find that not only was he not dead, but he was jumping around developing his forces…

Then the other party would surely spare no effort to cross half the earth once again and come exterminate him one more time!

"My only way out right now is to keep as low a profile as possible and develop steadily." Zhou Huai warned himself in his heart.

Watching Nakamura put the box away, Zhou Huai calmed his emotions.

"Besides this piece of junk, is there anything else that needs to be reported?"

Nakamura Shinichiro swallowed a mouthful of saliva, calming the shocked feelings he had just experienced.

"Reporting to My Lord, there is another extremely bizarre matter."

Nakamura straightened his body and reported truthfully, "In the past two days, a group of out-of-control Classer has suddenly appeared in Tokyo and several other surrounding cities."

"Out of control?" Zhou Huai asked, "How out of control? Is it a psychological breakdown caused by war trauma?"

"No, it's not ordinary mental derangement!" Nakamura shook his head, "These people are going crazy making trouble and destroying things everywhere in the city. What's even more bizarre is that they are always shouting some ancient language that others simply cannot understand, completely like different people!"

"And…" Nakamura paused, his tone becoming extremely difficult, "Their strength has undergone a terrifying surge! Some who were originally only low-tier Classer of C-rank or D-rank could actually erupt with destructive power comparable to A-rank or even quasi-S-rank after losing control!"

"The City Guard tried to capture and control them, but they were simply no match, suffering heavy casualties instead. Currently, these people are still wandering around the city, leaving a mess wherever they go. The City Guard really had no other choice, so they sought the highest level of assistance from our Divine Dynasty."

Hearing these words, Zhou Huai on the throne straightened his body.

"Out-of-control Classer… Strength surging… Incomprehensible ancient language…"

Keyword after keyword rapidly concatenated in Zhou Huai's mind.

"Could those people all be Ancient Awakened Ones?!"

"What Ancient Remnant Clan?"

Nakamura Shinichiro knelt below, raising his head to look at him.

This vocabulary was far too unfamiliar to him.

Zhou Huai waved his hand casually: "Don't ask what shouldn't be asked."

"You don't need to worry about this matter."

"I will resolve it personally."

Nakamura Shinichiro lowered his head.

"Hai! This subordinate understands! This subordinate will take his leave now!"

He kowtowed repeatedly, hugged the red sandalwood box containing the Yasakani no Magatama tightly, and backed out of the conference room with a bowed body.

The doors closed, and the conference room quieted down.

Zhou Huai leaned against the back of his chair and closed his eyes.

Today's Tokyo was filled with his informants, which were tens of thousands of Information Bugs.

Serving as the nerve endings extended by Zhou Huai, these tiny creatures gathered every move of Tokyo into his mind in real time.

Massive data streams shuttled and filtered wildly in Zhou Huai's consciousness.

"Found it."

A few seconds later, Zhou Huai smiled.

Without any effort, he locked onto three targets with extremely abnormal behaviors within the chaotic information network.

These three people were located on a dilapidated street in the northern district of Tokyo, surrounded and attacked by hundreds of fully armed City Guard soldiers.

Through an Information Bug hovering above the battlefield, Zhou Huai descended his consciousness and shared its vision.

The scene below appeared in his mind.

The battle situation was exceptionally tragic.

"Open fire! Don't stop! Turn this group of monsters into sieves!"

A City Guard officer roared at the top of his lungs, the Advanced Magical Energy rifle in his hands spitting tongues of fire frantically.

The dense firepower network intertwined into a rain of death, pouring overwhelmingly toward the three figures in the center of the street.

However, the performance of those three people made people feel creeped out.

Among them, a thin man in ordinary clothing erupted with strength inconsistent with his body type. His eyes were bloodshot, low roars came from his throat, and with a casual wave of his hand, he flipped a multi-ton armored vehicle beside him flying away!

"Bang!"

The armored vehicle smashed into the City Guard's formation, crushing the bodies of more than a dozen soldiers, blood and screams intertwining together.

"Humble ants! How dare you use such inferior weapons to blaspheme this seat?!"

Zhou Huai couldn't understand what he was saying, but he captured the familiar aura on him.

That was the unique mental fluctuation belonging to the Ancient Remnant Clan! It was identical to the Extreme Ice Empress who had possessed Ye Xi before!

Beside the thin man, the other two also displayed astonishing destructive power.

One could manipulate violent whirlwinds to tear approaching City Guards into pieces; the other was covered all over with a layer of indestructible rock armor, withstanding dense Magical Energy rays, charging around rampantly as if entering an uninhabited realm.

These three people were originally only low-tier Classer of C-rank or D-rank.

Zhou Huai quickly brought up the profiles of these three people in his mind.

But now, the combat power they erupted with was already approaching the threshold of quasi-S-rank.

Obviously, this fit the characteristics of Ancient Awakened Ones very well.

Looking at those crazy Ancient Remnant Clan members in the image, Zhou Huai suddenly felt that he had discovered the dawn of breaking the deadlock.

"Since I can't find the lair of the Dawnbreaker Guild myself, is it possible to let the people of the Dawnbreaker Guild proactively point the way for me?"