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Chapter 183: History Repeats Itself

Chapter 183: Chapter 183: History Repeats Itself

Yingjiang, Pearl Island, a hundred nautical miles away.

Boom!

Rumble!

Crackle and pop!

Lightning thundered as a tsunami wreaked havoc.

A massive nuclear submarine fell from the sky, crashing into the ocean.

Onboard the submarine, all robots were awakened. They immediately began to work, checking the submarine’s condition, searching for nearby enemies, and entering combat-ready status.

However, what they didn’t notice was a figure standing beside them, inserting a virus-laden USB drive into the submarine’s computer system.

This was one of Yingjiang’s most advanced nuclear submarines, lurking amongst all the dangerous nations.

They generally wouldn’t be activated for five, maybe ten years.

But once they were, they were sure to deal a heavy blow to hostile countries.

Since they were manned by robots, there was never any need to worry about living conditions.

However, this was also their Achilles’ heel.

Once infiltrated, the entire nuclear submarine could fall under someone else’s control.

Although Yingjiang’s scientists had conducted many experiments, this submarine was supposed to be impervious to external intrusion.

But the enemy they now faced had exceeded their normal test scenarios.

Once the virus was inserted, the entire submarine system, including the robots, experienced a brief halt, before resuming their tasks.

Only now, those in control were no longer themselves, but rather Dr. Qin Danyang and her team, far away in the Capital City of Qing Country.

"Dr. Qin, lock down all warships in Pearl Harbor, including all of Yingjiang’s armed forces in the nearby waters."

"Fire all the weapons from the submarine, and simultaneously make it crash ashore. I want tomorrow’s global news media to know that Yingjiang’s own smart nuclear submarine has gone haywire and bombed its own country!"

Having arranged everything, Wu Xia contacted the elders of the Inner Court to prepare the licenses for public opinion, hastening the spread of the situation.

He also arranged for a live broadcast from Qing Country’s space station.

"Mr. Wu, isn’t this a bit too blatant?"

"If we do this, given Yingjiang’s unreasonable nature, they’re sure to launch an attack on us, twist the facts, and claim we invaded them first!"

"Remember, Japan staged evidence of us attacking first in the past!"

Hehe," Wu Xia gave a slight chuckle, "Rest assured, elders, isn’t this the very place Japan attacked years ago?"

All the elders were stunned before they realized that this was indeed Pearl Island.

"Let history repeat itself. Let everyone know that Japan, the dog, is causing trouble in Yingjiang again. Let them fight amongst themselves!"

"Go ahead and do it boldly. Tomorrow, all of Yingjiang Country will be overflowing with gratitude towards us!"

Wu Xia revealed a sinister smile, disappearing from the sea’s surface in an instant.

When he reappeared, it was above Pearl Island.

Gazing down at the peaceful, prosperous vista that had entered nightfall, they had long forgotten the humiliation of decades past.

"Gentlemen, it’s about time for your great-grandfathers and great-grandmothers to have a word with you. And I’ll see for myself whether this spell for summoning spirits really works!"

With an evil grin, Wu Xia, now an Earthly Immortal, could walk sideways across this world.

All spells, all formations, could be amplified countless times in his hands.

Wu Xia’s figure moved with lightning speed.

At the four corners of Pearl Island and in the center, he set up a connecting Formation.

Then, hovering in mid-air, he activated the interconnected Formation.

A faint light screen appeared over the entire island, enveloping it entirely.

Wu Xia silently recited the mantra, forming hand seals with his fingers.

Waves of light emitted from his mouth, spreading across everyone through the Formation.

Everyone on the island experienced a brief illusion, as if something had entered their minds, but then it disappeared just as quickly.

Yet they all knew something was off and stood still, looking at each other.

But they couldn’t pinpoint the problem.

Boom!

Rumble!

At that moment, the nuclear submarine launched its attack, causing explosions at the docked warships and the distant military base.

Everyone was running for their lives, heading frantically towards their homes.

Wu Xia’s second wave of mantras was issued at this time.

A pale blue light emanated from the earth, and swaying spirits emerged from the ground.

They appeared in various states, some even missing arms or legs, looking exactly as they had in death.

Utterly bewildered, they stood still and looked up at Wu Xia in the sky.

"Your descendants have forgotten the grudge of old; it’s time for you to remind them!"

"Tell them, would they be living such comfortable lives now if it weren’t for Qing Country?"

"Don’t bloody play the ingrate, always scheming behind the scenes!"

Wu Xia commanded all the spirits as if issuing orders.

Those spirits began to waver, wandering towards their own flesh and blood, mumbling Wu Xia’s instructions as they went.

Wu Xia’s whole body trembled slightly; using such a great amount of energy twice, even though he was an Earthly Immortal, was exhausting.

Nevertheless, to ensure the events of tomorrow wouldn’t affect Qing Country, Wu Xia gritted his teeth and continued his actions.

He visited several of Yingjiang’s key cities, employing the same method, setting up Formations, and summoning the ancestors of the Yingjiang people to discipline their unfilial descendants.

If not for the fact that Yingjiang was a young nation, Wu Xia would have sought out even their earliest ancestors.

He also feared that Yingjiang’s ancestors might be from Qing Country, which would have been awkward.

Wu Xia didn’t know how many cities he had run into, so exhausted he could hardly keep going, dizzy and powerless, before he finally stopped.

Dragging his weary body, he returned to the sky above the island. Aside from a few of Yingjiang’s military facilities reduced to rubble, the city had not been impacted at all.

At this time, dawn broke, and a fiery red sun slowly rose, a symbol of hope, the future, unity, and love, reflecting over the entire island.

The island’s residents came out one by one, holding flags as red as the sun, singing songs of returning home, and dancing joyfully in the streets.

Seeing this, Wu Xia’s eyes grew moist, and his blood boiled.

All fatigue was swept away, and all efforts seemed worth it.

These long-lost compatriots had finally returned to the embrace of their family, able to meet their loved ones and honor their ancestors.

Wu Xia wiped the tears from his eyes; now that matters here had settled, he needed to quickly restore his strength and attend to his family’s issues.

Wu Xia swayed as he followed the aura of Qin Yisheng, flying towards it.

Now, only someone as powerful as Qin Yisheng could help him replenish his energy swiftly.

When Wu Xia saw the woman in front of him, exuding the same scent and aura as Qin Yisheng, he pounced without any hesitation.

"Ah!"

A sudden scream rang out.

"It’s me, hurry, I can’t take it anymore!"

Wu Xia, while pulling down his own trousers, also tore off the woman’s trousers and entered her directly.

"Ah!"

The woman let out a cry of pain, as a smear of blood flowed from between her legs.

A powerful surge of Spiritual Power instantly filled Wu Xia’s body, and he came to his senses.

He opened his eyes wide and, seeing the stranger before him, his face changed drastically.

"Who... who are you?"