In the diary, the young man worked at the North America branch of the Earth Union Intelligence Center. Due to the nature of his department, he and his colleagues had detected some Chaos devotees four years ago. At first, they didn’t take it seriously—after all, on the land of North America, such sects where one-tenth bothered with religion and none cared about the so-called sect hierarch seemed not to be a major issue for those in the Intelligence Center. Then big problems gradually emerged. Faced with the manifesting Deity, Sanjirou found that some people in the Intelligence Center were acting out—they also started believing in this so-called faith. There must be something wrong with these deities. No deity in this world can exist without needing anything in return! This was what Sanjirou wrote in his diary. Then Malin discovered that this guy actually knew Xia Nantian and was providing intelligence to him. Xia Nantian is a very reliable Thanan. He provided me with an identity ID, and I can leave here for Thainan within the next two months. I’ve already requested leave, just waiting for the holiday on July 3rd to leave this place. I’ve had enough of all this. What deities? Clearly, they are damned Evil Gods. Never in human history have miracles been directly witnessed on such a large scale. These miracles... are definitely questionable. Malin looked at the contents of the diary, thinking that Sanjirou was indeed a sensible fellow, although he had his limitations. So, when the fly appeared in front of him, he was in despair on July 3rd. He complained for an entire day, and then on July 4th, he received a phone call. · My old friend has come to rescue me! I really can’t believe it—they actually have a grand yacht at berth seven of Delta dock number three. The problem now is, they don’t have a flying car, but I do! I’m an executive at the Intelligence Center. I have two flying cars. I can ride with the Camian family on one, and the other can be used by the Eden family. Smith Eden, my old boss, can’t believe he actually lent his flying car to our colleagues. And this cunning guy flew to Richmond two days ago using the flying car. There, he boarded a plane to Thainan for a vacation... this damn sly guy, when I see him in Thainan, I’ll definitely smash his face. Colonel Smith shares the same sentiment with us on this point. No matter what, we now have a chance to survive. Considering that I might not have time to write a diary in the future, I placed these diary entries and records in the stasis field. If I’m lucky, I might return here within my lifetime. If not... future readers of this diary, remember all the poor souls of our time, and expel all the monsters from our world! Malin chuckled. This kid was quite the idealist. After laughing, Malin sighed again, placing the diary aside. Malin told Maya he would be away briefly, then opened a transfer portal. Stepping in and out, he arrived at berth seven of Delta dock number three. Some Wraiths were startled by Malin, and began to flee. Malin stood in front of the empty dock, without any hint of a smile. Because he saw two flying cars, crashed on the ground, with the corpses inside still preserved in the sealed space. Ultimately, Malin sighed, turned around, and made his way back to Tappahannock.