140: Going to sea

The Old Emperor was still alive, yet it was as if he were already dead. No one cared about him; all the power struggles were no longer relevant to him.

Yet, strangely, he was very safe, because the Marshal never lied. He said that whoever killed the Old Emperor would have their entire clan exterminated by the Fire Barbarian God.

If the Fire Barbarian God were far away, no one would take it seriously, but the Fire Barbarian God, bringing his terrifying Apocalypse Tanks, was stationed right in Wei City.

In the Imperial Palace, any palace maids who were even slightly pretty were snatched away by the various feudal lords.

Every day, the Emperor played 'Fight the Landlord' with a few eighty-year-old palace maids. No one remembered his existence anymore.

Mu Jiu cried several times, feeling very sad. She asked Han Huohuo, "Can we take Father back?"

Han Huohuo shook his head, "No, he stays in the Great Capital as a mascot. But if I dared to take him away, all the warlords would attack us together. You must understand this principle."

Only in the Imperial Palace could he be a qualified mascot. No feudal lord could take this mascot away, otherwise, they would definitely be besieged by all the warlords.

Only the final victor would have the power to dispose of the Old Emperor.

The Marshal was dead.

The world had collapsed.

Mu Jiu arranged for people to regularly send supplies to the Imperial Palace. She was worried the Old Emperor would starve to death. Because they had been using the Fire Barbarian God's banner, it solidified the reputation of the Fire Barbarian God protecting the Old Emperor.

People in the Great Capital were spreading rumors, saying that this Barbarian was actually more humane than the officials of the Great Qian Dynasty, which became a temporary joke.

The sword hanging over the heads of all the warlords finally disappeared. Many powerful warlords had already begun to act.

Large armies marched towards the Great Capital.

"Kill all the corrupt officials, and restore a bright and clear sky to the Great Qian!"

Slogans echoed through the sky. Tens of millions of troops were converging here. Hundreds of years later, the Central Plains War, the great curtain was about to rise.

However, Han Huohuo took Mu Jiu and left Wei City, sailing towards Tongtian City, bringing the Apocalypse Tanks back with him.

Only a few officials were left in Wei City to manage agriculture. Not even industrial robots were sent over.

Nor did they use the city building order.

This cursed place was too dangerous.

Han Huohuo was also a guy who clung to life and feared death. He didn't want to stay here. No matter how strong the Apocalypse Tanks were, on a battlefield with terrifying millions of troops, they were like a feather.

The ones operating the frigate were two Elves.

Han Huohuo suddenly remembered that these two Elves were from Boli Reef. It seemed there were traces of time-space shards there.

The Eye of Time on his forehead faintly emitted some information. To solve the problem of crystal collapse, only time-space shards would work. Otherwise, once he reached Five-Rotation, he would definitely not be far from death.

Han Huohuo had also thought about whether he could avoid reaching Five-Rotation?

But in history, there were only stories of Five-Rotation Heroes. What did that mean? It meant that Heroes who didn't reach Five-Rotation were eliminated earlier.

By then, it probably wouldn't be something he could choose.

He had to take this risk and solve the hidden danger from the root.

The warlord chaos in the Central Plains was, in a sense, a good thing for Han Huohuo. A massive, powerful Empire right beside him was what kept him awake every night.

This chaotic war for supremacy would last three to five years at the shortest, or several decades at the longest. In extreme circumstances, fighting for a thousand years wasn't impossible either.

Han Huohuo didn't want to participate.

At least, his goal for this trip to the Great Capital had been achieved. Whatever chaotic state it devolved into was none of his business.

The round trip took about a month.

Back in Tongtian City, Mu Jiu often spaced out, so Han Huohuo accompanied her to walk around and clear her head.

One day, he found Mu Jiu and said, "Seeing you so unhappy, how about I take you out to sea for some fun?"

Mu Jiu was startled, "Out to sea?"

Han Huohuo smiled, "Of course. If you sail all the way out along the Tongtian River, you can enter the sea. I want to go and see Boli Reef. I had this idea before, but because I didn't know how to navigate and had to wait for the peace agreement to be signed, it's been delayed until now."

Mu Jiu nodded, "Okay, I'll go with you to see the sea. But I heard that Pirates are rampant, and once you leave the dock, even the power of Great Qian cannot reach the sea."

Han Huohuo smiled; he was very confident.

Zheng He was a naval admiral, an epic-level naval General, and he had Elven sailors to guide the way.

Most importantly!

Now he could build amphibious assault ships.

Mythical-level amphibious assault ships, with infinite energy, a displacement of sixty thousand tons, and capabilities even exceeding aircraft carriers on Earth.

And they could carry ten thousand troops.

Apocalypse Tanks weren't very useful at sea, but Han Huohuo was worried about amphibious landings, so he still brought twenty of them.

Han Huohuo also built ten terrifying mythical bombers and then brought a large number of missile drones.

Several flamethrower mechs, Floating Turret, and Mechanical Wolves.

He only took one warship out to sea.

Han Huohuo wasn't going to conquer cities and seize territory; he was going to search for shards. He didn't want to mobilize a large army. The most important thing was still to concentrate resources and protect the crystal at home.

Infinite endurance, and no supply problems at all, because there were only a dozen or so humans. The supply facilities that could originally support tens of thousands of troops were used by only a dozen people, which was practically inexhaustible.

The rest were machines.

The humans included Han Huohuo, Mu Jiu, Zheng He, Elven sailors, a chef, a doctor, a few craftsmen, and Gou San.

Right, Han Huohuo suddenly remembered Gou San and took this guy along as well.

Gou San was overjoyed. The Lord truly hadn't forgotten him.

This time, he didn't bring Hua Mulan and Han Xin, letting them guard the city properly. After all, on the vast sea, Hua Mulan couldn't be of much help either.

Northern Darkness naturally came along too. When it heard they were going out to sea, it jumped higher than a child. Northern Darkness was Han Huohuo's biggest trump card. Now Northern Darkness was extremely large, and carrying a dozen people on its back was no problem.

If they couldn't win, they could also ride Northern Darkness to escape.

Han Huohuo finally enchanted the amphibious assault ship.

Han Huohuo hesitated for a long time, but finally used blue energy. Blue energy was all about defense and recovery capabilities.

Since it was a long voyage, recovery ability was naturally the most important.

He refreshed it several times and got the recovery skill.

[Memory Metal]: After the metal body is damaged, it will slowly recover, restoring 50% of its health per hour.

The 50-point enchantment limit made this skill terrifying beyond imagination.

Moreover, this skill was different from ordinary recovery. This was an enchantment effect specifically for large warships, specifically repairing metal damage.

The mythical storm bombers also needed to be enchanted.

Han Huohuo enchanted them all to increase damage.

[High Explosive]: Bombing power increased by 50%.

For bombers, power is naturally paramount!

After all preparations were complete, Han Huohuo planned to set sail on a chosen day. Being the ruler of the world was less important than his own life.

"Lord, please give this ship a name."

"Sichuan!"

"Huh? What does Sichuan mean?"