387: Aircraft carrier becomes sword, wishing machine Dr. Bai

Moving his body to leave the Machina encirclement, Yang Dian glanced at the HMS England aircraft carrier, raising an eyebrow.

England was also getting better.

The 6.2 billion pound steel sculpture, once covered in rust, could now carry a large number of combat units out to sea for expeditions.

If this had happened before the Machina rebellion, England’s netizens would likely have declared, ‘To restore the glory of England, we are duty-bound.’

But this happened after the Machina rebellion.

It wasn’t England that repaired the aircraft carrier; it was the Machina.

It wasn’t England that sailed the aircraft carrier out to sea; it was still the Machina.

England was almost gone.

Ordinary people couldn't even use electricity, let alone go online; food and drink had become a problem.

After raising an eyebrow, Yang Dian watched as various Machina aimed their dark muzzles and gun barrels at him, and he couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile, speaking to a drone equipped with a camera that had flown beside him:

"Do you not know who you are pointing your guns at right now?"

Space began to twist at a visible speed, and a chaotic magnetic field, centered on Yang Dian, swept across the sky and earth.

The powerful magnetic field even affected space, causing ripples to spread through the Witches' Secret Garden.

"But you came at just the right time."

"It saves Ya Zi from having to make an extra trip to inform you."

"Squeak ~ creak ~~"

Drones, bombers, war robots, frigates, even the aircraft carrier, the ocean... everything, twisted and tilted under Yang Dian's will.

The world seemed about to fall into Chaos.

"Is this his true strength?"

The Knowledge Witch, holding the large book Yang Dian had given her, stared unblinkingly at the chaotic world on the sea:

"What kind of power is this?"

"Magnetic field," the Astrology Witch, holding her scepter, stood beside the Knowledge Witch.

"He is influencing the planet's magnetic field through his own magnetic field."

"The strange thing is that the planet's magnetic field not only didn't reject him, but it even cooperated with him, cooperating with his will to twist those steel behemoths."

As she spoke, a look of enchantment appeared in the Astrology Witch's eyes:

"Such a strong magnetic field."

"He is becoming a star in the sky..."

While the Astrology Witch was enchanted, Yang Dian also reached out and clenched his hand amidst the creaking of twisting steel.

"Squeak ~"

"Boom!"

The Queen's ship gradually twisted into a pretzel, and the ammunition stored in its magazine erupted in a final burst of light, as if bidding it farewell.

After a long time, the wind died down, the waves subsided, and the twisted world regained clarity.

The sky-darkening drones, the frigates, and the aircraft carrier docked on the sea surface all vanished.

In their place was a giant twisted sword, a thousand meters long.

The tip of the giant sword was firmly embedded in the deep-sea trench, its blade hidden in the azure sea, leaving a hilt tens of meters long standing above the surface.

After twisting everything within sight into a long pretzel-sword, Yang Dian finally looked at the surveillance drone hovering beside him, which he had deliberately left behind, its camera now flashing urgent red lights.

"O3, right?"

"Stop the attack on England's mainland for three months. After three months, you can fight however you want."

As he spoke, Yang Dian poked the drone's nose:

"I said it."

With that, he held the deeply sleeping little Dragon, and, taking Helena, entered a 30-times-the-speed-of-sound flight state, leaving a deep gully on the sea surface while raising a hundred-meter giant wave, disappearing from the drone's camera.

The camera faithfully recorded the scene of Yang Dian's departure.

It wasn't until Yang Dian disappeared over the horizon that the drone's camera flashed urgently a few times, and then with a "bang," it turned into a ball of flames, vanishing into the world.

The Witches in the Secret Garden looked at the explosive tsunami on the sea, speechless.

"If he flew a circle in the Garden, we'd all be torn apart by the sonic boom, wouldn't we?"

The Potion Witch silently took out a bottle of dark purple potion and handed it to the Curse Witch:

"Why don't you drink the Mute Potion? It'll stop you from always being a jinx."

The Astrology Witch looked at the Knowledge Witch:

"Should we Cultivate China's ‘Spark’ meditation method?"

The Knowledge Witch caressed the exquisite book cover in her hand and let out a long sigh:

"Do we have a choice?"

"Although China appears generous, talking about win-win cooperation, they are also the most exclusive."

"Their desire for land is ingrained in their bones."

"From their various actions, it's not hard to see that perhaps before long, we will lose the right to live on Earth."

"We will be immigrated to other planets by them, under the pretext that 'Earth is too dangerous, better to go to an Alien Planet.'"

"And that will make us lose our future."

The Transformation Witch stroked the new feathers on her wings, frowning:

"So, we can only Cultivate the ‘Spark’ meditation method?"

The Knowledge Witch gave a bitter smile:

"Other than that, there should be no other choice."

"Only by igniting the Chinese Spark will we have a chance to become one of them..."

The Witches fell into a difficult choice.

The Blind Nuns were also in the same predicament.

Helena, being flown by Yang Dian, looked at his back and spoke in a low voice:

"If we also want to join China, do we also need to Cultivate the ‘Spark’?"

Yang Dian nodded without hesitation, "Yes, you do."

Helena pursed her lips:

"Even if we are willing to worship you as a god, and maintain absolute loyalty and faith in you, do we still need to?"

Yang Dian wavered for a moment, but still nodded again, "Yes, you do."

"Without igniting the Spark, you will find it difficult to move an inch in China."

"Besides, China doesn't need gods."

"What we need are like-minded people who will spread the Chinese Spark throughout the stars and seas..."

After flying Helena back to the location of the Blind Sisters Order's secret compound and setting her down, Yang Dian looked up at the rising sun in the east, then tapped his wristband twice to check the Expeditionary Force and Machina data.

"Two minutes ago, the Machina ceased their attack on England, and all Machina began to consciously withdraw from Great Britain."

"Progress in War Zone One is rapid; the Expeditionary Force's First Army has liberated Bangkok and confiscated a large amount of weapons and equipment, mobilizing the Thai people to form a resistance army."

"Progress in War Zone Two is slow due to language barriers..."

"Progress in War Zone Three is slow due to language barriers..."

...Looking at the information compiled by Ya Zi, Yang Dian couldn't help but frown.

"Communication is indeed the primary element of interaction."

Muttering to himself, Yang Dian clicked on Dr. Bai's avatar in his contacts.

"Can you install a brainwave communication System in the biological armor? The inability to translate Alien Planet languages in real-time is somewhat affecting the efficiency of spreading the Spark."

Having made his wish, Yang Dian directly closed his wristband, chatted with Helena for a couple more sentences, then awakened the Dimension Butterfly, having it open a door to China.

As for the little Dragon?

The little Dragon couldn't go.

Back in China, Yang Dian, holding the Spatial-Temporal Pearl, returned to the Altar of Heaven, which was heavily guarded.

Far away on Mars, as Yang Dian's message arrived, the purple brain in the culture fluid began to pulsate rapidly.

Outside the culture tank, on the display screen.

The data for the temperature column began to rise rapidly...