180: Chapter 180 Jiang Chen: You dare touch my wife's family? You're asking for death!

"Let go of me!"

Jiang Wanqiu was still struggling, her red eyes filled with anxiety and despair, like a beast trapped in a cage. Her strength was astonishing; even Jiang Chen, who had undergone genetic enhancement, felt like he was holding a red-hot branding iron when he grabbed her wrist.

"I won't let go!"

Jiang Chen didn't loosen his grip. Instead, he pulled her into his embrace, dragging the foolish woman who wanted to rush out back and pressing her onto the sofa.

"Smack!"

He slapped the coffee table, making the fruit plate on it tremble. All his usual slacker attitude vanished, replaced by a fury that made even Jiang Wanqiu feel a palpitation in her heart:

"Jiang Wanqiu! Do you have a brain or not?"

"That is the Machina Legion! The mechanical scourge that destroyed your previous civilization! What can you do by going back alone? Take that broken sword and slash at tanks? Or go deliver your head so they can mock me for not even being able to protect a woman after they've finished killing?"

Jiang Wanqiu froze.

She looked at the angry man before her, tears welling up in her eyes. She bit her lip and stubbornly turned her head away:

"But... Dawn City is about to be gone."

"That is my home, my people. I am the Empress; I cannot watch them die."

"Who said anything about watching them die?"

Jiang Chen took a deep breath and loosened his tie. The arrogant aura belonging to the "Technology Overlord" erupted completely at this moment.

He stood up straight, his gaze passing over Jiang Wanqiu to look at the pitch-black night sky outside the window, his voice cold as if squeezed through his teeth:

"Dawn City is your home."

"You are my person."

"Rounding that up, that is my wife's maiden home!"

Jiang Chen turned his head, his eyes sharp as knives, and said word by word:

"Dare to touch my wife's maiden home?"

"This bunch of scrap metal... I think they're tired of living!"

This sentence instantly shattered all of Jiang Wanqiu's defenses.

She stared blankly at Jiang Chen, her heart feeling as if it were being fiercely gripped by a large hand. The sense of security from being firmly chosen and protected by someone made her, an Empress accustomed to bearing everything alone, have the urge to burst into tears.

"Academician Chen Shuyin!"

Jiang Chen didn't give her time to cry, turning to look at the female academician who was still stunned, his speech rapid:

"Stop daydreaming! Get to work!"

"Contact West Suburb Base immediately! Initiate Level 1 war response!"

"Tell Commander Qin to seal off the surrounding airspace! Just say we are conducting... ahem, conducting anti-terrorism exercises!"

Academician Chen Shuyin pushed up her glasses. Although she was jealous just a moment ago, she displayed high professional competence in the face of such major issues.

"Understood."

She took out her communicator, a glimmer of excitement flashing in her eyes:

"I have also long wanted to see... what that so-called 'Machina Civilization' is really made of."

...

Half an hour later, West Suburb Base.

The piercing air defense alarm sounded through the night sky, and countless searchlights illuminated the base as if it were daylight.

"Quick, quick, quick! Move faster!"

Company Commander Zhao Gang was shouting at the top of his lungs, directing the group of grey-skinned alien laborers to move ammunition.

Crates labeled "High Explosive," "Armor Piercing," and "EMP" were being continuously loaded onto transport vehicles.

"Report, Boss! The 'Sweet Potato Defense Company' is fully assembled!"

Zhao Gang trotted over, fully armed, his face painted with camouflage grease, looking murderous. "Who are we attacking? The Eagle Clan? Or those aliens?"

"We're going to fight a bunch of tin cans."

Jiang Chen, wearing his tactical trench coat, strode toward the underground hangar deep in the base.

Jiang Wanqiu followed closely behind him, clutching that alloy greatsword again. The despair in her eyes had vanished, replaced by the flames of revenge.

"Old Zhao, take your men and board the ship!"

Jiang Chen pointed to the massive underground cavern ahead.

There, the 500-meter-long luan niao starship had completed its final preparations.

The massive Anti-gravity Engine was rumbling deeply, and the ghostly blue light illuminated the entire underground space. The twelve particle secondary cannons had shed their covers, revealing their ferocious muzzles.

At the bow of the ship, that "Planet-Destroying Main Cannon" capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, although not fully repaired, still emitted a suffocating pressure from its thick barrel.

"This... is this our ride?"

Jiang Wanqiu looked at this giant ship, which was even more magnificent than Dawn City, her red pupils shrinking, speechless with shock. "Father God... you actually repaired that divine ship from the ruins?"

"It'll do for now."

Jiang Chen waved his hand modestly. "It's mainly too stifling to drive on Earth; I'm afraid of damaging the flowers and grass. It's perfect today to go to a spacious place like the Wasteland and race."

Everyone boarded the ship.

In the command room, the giant holographic screen lit up.

Academician Chen Shuyin sat at the fire control officer's station, her fingers typing rapidly on the keyboard, lines of data cascading like a waterfall:

"Reactor output at 120%!"

"Energy shield charging complete!"

"Cross-dimensional jump field... Wasteland coordinates locked!"

Jiang Chen sat in the captain's chair.

He looked at the flashing red coordinate point on the screen—that was Dawn City, which was currently being massacred.

"System."

He thought to himself.

"Open the cross-border passage."

"This time, I'm taking an army with me."

"Ding! Large-scale cross-border transmission request detected."

"Target: luan niao starship and its embarked personnel."

"Required Energy: 50,000,000 points."

"Balance sufficient, passage authorized."

"Rumble—!!!"

Following the system's confirmation, the space rift above West Suburb Base, which had already healed, was torn open again by a violent force.

But this time, it was not passive endurance, but an active strike!

A massive black vortex swirled in the clouds, and purple thunder danced like wild silver snakes.

"All personnel attention! Prepare for transit!"

Jiang Chen's voice traveled through the broadcast to every corner of the starship.

He gripped the armrest, his gaze burning like torches, staring fixedly at the opening leading to another world.

"Wanqiu."

He turned his head and glanced at the Empress standing beside him.

"Are you ready?"

"We are going home."

Jiang Wanqiu nodded vigorously, and the greatsword in her hand emitted a crisp ringing sound:

"Ready, Father God."

"Good!"

Jiang Chen waved his hand sharply, pointing forward:

"Set off!"

"Hum—!!!"

The massive hull of the luan niao starship jolted, and the Anti-gravity Engine ejected a dazzling blue tail flame.

It was like a sharp sword drawn from its scabbard, carrying an unstoppable momentum, soaring into the sky and crashing directly into the pitch-black space-time vortex.

The night sky of Earth instantly returned to calm, leaving only the onlookers on the ground who were still foolishly watching the sky, and that huge light spot that suddenly disappeared from the radar screens of various countries.

...

In another world.

Wasteland, Dawn City.

The city had turned into a purgatory.

Everywhere were broken walls and burning war fires. Tens of thousands of Machina robots were like a silver tide, submerging the defense line and encircling the last survivors.

Grand Commander Lei Zhen leaned against a broken wall, the heavy machine gun in his hands out of ammunition. He looked at the desperate comrades around him, smiled miserably, and drew the tactical dagger from his waist.

"Brothers."

"The Empress is gone, and Father God... I guess he can't make it either."

"But that doesn't matter."

He struggled to stand up, facing the approaching steel monsters, and let out a final roar:

"Men of Dawn City! None of us are cowards!"

"Fight them to the death!"

Just at this desperate final moment.

Just at the moment when the Machina Legion raised their butcher knives, preparing for the final cleansing.

"Boom—!!!"

The grey, oppressive sky that had covered Dawn City for thousands of years suddenly exploded.

A silver light, more dazzling than the sun, tore through the radiation clouds and descended from the sky like divine punishment.

That was not a meteor.

That was a—starship, covering the sky and sun, emitting endless divine might!

The huge shadow instantly shrouded the entire battlefield.

Following that, the voice that all Wasteland people yearned for, which sounded like heavenly music at this moment, thundered between heaven and earth:

"I am Jiang Chen!"

"Every brick, every grain of soil, even every breath of air here!"

"All of it is my private property!"

"luan niao starship! Secondary cannons full power!"

"For me—"

"Blast them to pieces!!!"

**(Volume 3 · Middle Section End)**

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