518: Chapter 518 Playing with Myself

"Then what?" Oriental Chen was already very calm.

"This… if they use super weapons, the entire fleet will instantly turn to ash," Putian Xiaoyezi added.

At this moment, he had a strange feeling:

"Could this Oriental Chen be an idiot?"

"Does he not realize the seriousness of the problem?"

"Why does it always feel like punching cotton?"

"What does this have to do with me?" Oriental Chen said.

"Mr. Dongfang, this is a project you personally invested in. I'm worried you'll suffer losses because of it," Putian Xiaoyezi said, appealing to his self-interest.

He understood that Oriental Chen might not care about their lives, but since he invested so many warships in Great Sun Country, he must have his own purpose.

Now that the purpose had not been achieved, he certainly wouldn't want to suffer losses in vain.

This was equivalent to forcing Oriental Chen to comply by self-mutilation.

"Putian Xiaoyezi, I'm afraid you've misunderstood. Those warships are not my investment, but your own investment. You helped me collect crystalss all over the world, and this is the payment I gave you. This rebellion is an internal affair of your Great Sun Country and has nothing to do with me," Oriental Chen said slowly.

"..." Putian Xiaoyezi was stunned.

"However, there's one thing I need to make clear: if you can't quell this rebellion, then to me, you are useless. A useless person doesn't deserve to be in the Prime Minister's position, do you understand?" Oriental Chen added.

"I... I understand," Putian Xiaoyezi hung up the phone in a daze.

After hearing Oriental Chen's words, he really wanted to slap himself a few times.

"Was this whole damn thing just self-entertainment?"

"No wonder Oriental Chen didn't care or pay attention the whole time. It turns out I didn't position myself correctly?"

"I actually let my own warships fight my own warships?"

"Is there something wrong with my damn brain?"

"Hmm? No, that's not right. If these warships are my payment, then are there backdoors in them?"

"No! Since the warships are mine, it's my freedom to send them wherever I want! As long as they don't attack the Ulan Neutral Zone, what does it matter if there are backdoors?"

"Damn it! I played myself!"

Realizing this, he quickly sent a private message to Nakae Koji:

"Plan canceled. Tell them to return to Los Angeles immediately."

"Did it succeed?" Nakae Koji asked.

"It sort of succeeded," Putian Xiaoyezi replied.

Nakae Koji took a deep breath and quickly sent return orders to the captains of Warships 13 and 14.

Masink finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Great Sun Country's warships retreat.

This rebellious farce ultimately ended uneventfully.

December 11, 2056.

After two days of rest, Great Sun Country's warships began to depart, sailing south along the western coast of the American continent. They were preparing to go to South America to carry out the zombie clearing plan.

Before departure, Masink, out of goodwill, called Nakae Koji and told him to be careful of Mexico.

Try to stay away from there.

Nakae Koji didn't care.

From Los Angeles to Ecuador in northern South America, the entire journey is nearly 6,000 kilometers.

At full speed, it can be reached in about eight hours.

No need to guess, the journey will be smooth sailing, and the Mayans won't cause them trouble at this time.

These days, Putian Xiaoyezi was full of pride.

He had never been so happy as he was now.

Just thinking that these warships were all his own made him grin from ear to ear.

Just thinking that his fleet would be responsible for security during the Holy Church Sacrifice Ceremony made him too excited to sleep.

It was too much of a face-saver.

The same day.

Gansu Province, Golden City.

Now Oriental Chen had helped Ling Luo build a massive underground survival base here.

Today, some strange people arrived at the base.

"Sirs, are you here on official business or to visit relatives and friends?" a staff member asked cautiously.

This was a mandatory basic procedure for entering the underground base.

Outside, it was currently icy and snowy, and external populations were rare, usually consisting of official business between bases.

"Visiting relatives and friends," a person replied in a strange, slightly hoarse voice.

"Okay. May I ask your relative or friend's name? And what is their housing number?" the staff member asked.

"His name is Ling Luo. I don't know the number," the strange person said.

"You're looking for the City Lord? May I ask if you contacted him beforehand?" The staff member had to treat the situation cautiously upon hearing that they were looking for Ling Luo.

"No," the strange person said.

"Sir, if you're looking for the City Lord, you need to communicate by phone in advance," the staff member replied politely.

"I don't have a phone."

"You can use our phone here."

"I don't know the number."

"Then, Sir, what is your name? I can relay your message for you."

Because people's lifestyles had changed greatly, it was common for people not to have contact information.

So the staff member didn't dare to summarily refuse the person in front of her just because he didn't have contact information.

If he really was a relative or friend of the City Lord, she might end up in a tragic situation.