Supreme command center.

"Jingle Bell!"

The moment the phone rang, his assistant picked it up, and then whispered: "It's an urgent call from Kameda, the Prime Minister of Kameda... Do you want to hang up?"

Zhang Maocai, who was looking at the satellite picture showing the gods crossing Kameda Kingdom, was slightly startled and then picked up the phone.

"Ahem, we also want to help you, but I'm sorry, our national power in Daxia is limited."

"Why don't you ask your big brother from the Free Country?"

"Ah... don't get me wrong. We didn't refuse to help you because of historical reasons. Didn't you say that those past things are in the past. The reason why we refuse to help you this time is because Daxia is also in dire straits.

One god died, and now we have to prepare to deal with the next one. The country's power is really limited, and we just want to protect ourselves!"

"Well, yes, you should hurry up and evacuate the people along the way now. I, Daxia, support you mentally in Kameda Kingdom and mourn your experiences."

Zhang Maocai said this with an expressionless face, and suddenly said: "However, one last thing I want to tell you is that what you said just now is wrong."

"Which sentence is wrong?" Kameda Kokuzao was slightly startled.

Zhang Maocai said slowly: "You said that the past is in the past, and your people have forgotten it...but you may not know that."

"Although we Daxia people are kind, there are some things that we will never forget." Zhang Maocai said in an indifferent voice, word by word: "I, Daxia people, will always remember some hatred!"
Chapter completed!