326: Chapter 326 They actually rowed a wooden boat across the Pacific Ocean...

Above the clouds, outside the small world.

The air was terrifyingly quiet...

Taishang Laojun's mouth was wide open, big enough to stuff a cobblestone inside.

He didn't even realize that the Xiantian spirit treasure-grade whisk in his hand had dropped to the ground with a "clatter".

Nearby.

Pangu and Nüwa were covering their mouths tightly.

The shoulders of the two were shaking like crazy, holding back their laughter... with a little bit of difficulty.

"These little bastards..."

Taishang Laojun was so angry that his beard shook wildly, completely losing his composure.

"What the hell kind of unobstructed state of mind is this!"

"The clearance condition I, this old Daoist, set was clearly to escort the civilians to evacuate!"

"Even if their combat power is a bit high and they slaughter the besieging enemy forces, fine!"

"How did it turn into crossing the sea to flatten the Japanese homeland?!"

"And now it's even more outrageous, they're going to chase them all the way to Beautiful Country?!"

Nüwa finally couldn't hold it in anymore, covering her mouth and letting out a delicate laugh.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with playfulness.

"Isn't this just right?"

"Old Jun, isn't what your Taoism advocates precisely following one's heart and achieving an unobstructed state of mind?"

"I think these little fellows have completely carried forward the essence of your Taoism!"

Pangu grinned widely, letting out a wild laugh that shook the clouds.

"Hahaha! Sister Nüwa is right!"

"Vengeance must be exacted, never left overnight!"

"This is the backbone a Huaxia man ought to have!"

"Being bullied and still doing tasks step-by-step? What kind of unobstructed state of mind is that bloody hell!"

"Just do it!"

Taishang Laojun's mouth twitched wildly.

He looked down at the sea below, at that howling army in red vests preparing to cross the sea.

Words couldn't describe his speechlessness.

"Following one's heart in our Taoism... is it supposed to mean this bloody thing?"

"That bloody thing refers to purity of heart and fewer desires, complying with nature, cultivating the mind and body, accumulating virtue and doing good deeds..."

Lao Jun rolled his eyes heavily.

However.

A moment later.

He slowly stroked his messy white beard, a flash of extremely concealed appreciation crossing his deep eyes.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve upwards slightly.

"Humph."

"This bunch of living bandits..."

"They really have a bit of the arrogant demeanor I had when I was young, wielding a sword to hack through the Primordial World..."

...

Meanwhile.

Beautiful Country, Washington, D.C.

Inside a heavily guarded secret underground military base.

Emperor Yuren sat limply on the genuine leather sofa.

Holding a cup of coffee specially supplied by Beautiful Country, his hand shook like a Parkinson's patient.

"Clang."

The coffee cup knocked against the saucer, splashing a few drops of brown liquid.

Yuren covered his right eyelid, his face as pale as paper.

"Tojo-kun..."

"Why has my right eyelid been twitching wildly without stopping?!"

"That spine-chilling feeling..."

"Shi... Shine! Could those evil ghosts wearing red vests chase all the way here?!"

Tojo Hideki stood aside, his face full of flattery and confidence.

He bowed deeply and spoke proudly:

"Your Majesty! You are overthinking it!"

"This is Beautiful Country! Currently the most powerful superpower!"

"Look at the aircraft carrier battle group outside! Look at those most advanced anti-aircraft artillery pieces!"

"Even if those Dragon Country thugs have abounding capabilities, it is absolutely impossible for them to cross the vast Pacific Ocean!"

Tojo Hideki couldn't help but sneer, his eyes filled with disdain.

"Before we retreated, we already blew up the warships and oil tankers in the port."

"Could it be..."

"That they can still row broken wooden boats and cross the vast ocean?"

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty!"

"As long as Beautiful Country's strong ships and powerful guns are here, we are absolutely safe!"

"Even if you give them a hundred guts, they wouldn't dare to come and provoke Beautiful Country!"

Hearing this analysis.

Emperor Yuren let out a long breath of foul air, and his violently beating heart finally calmed down a little.

"Yoshi..."

"Tojo-kun makes sense."

"It was I who was frightened out of my wits by that group of thugs."

"How could mere mortal bodies chase across the sea..."

...

However,

Emperor Yuren's heart had not been at ease for even half an hour.

Across the ocean, Beautiful Country, West Coast defense line.

The sun was bright and the sea breeze howled.

"Woo————!!!"

On the towering watchtower, the ear-piercing highest-level anti-aircraft alarm sounded shrilly without warning!

"Good God! What is that?!"

A Beautiful Country soldier pointed at the end of the horizon, his voice cracking from fright.

"Not good! Enemy attack! It's the enemy's warship fleet!"

"Dense and overwhelming!"

Inside the coastal defense command post.

General Mike looked horrified, striding up to the high platform.

"Quick! All forces on high alert!"

"Damn it! Could it be the Soviet fleet that has attacked?!"

"That shouldn't be right! Shouldn't they be engaged in internal strife?!"

General Mike grabbed a high-power telescope and looked towards the sea level.

Inside the lens.

A crimson frenzy appeared.

Riding the wind and breaking the waves, at an extremely fast speed!

It was tearing through the waves in an extremely violent posture, continuously approaching the coastline!

General Mike saw it clearly.

Then.

He froze entirely.

Slowly lowering the telescope,

He rubbed his eyes hard, his face full of doubt about life.

"I... Did I drink too much yesterday and start hallucinating?"

He took a deep breath and raised the telescope again.

"???????"

General Mike's eyeballs instantly bulged to the point of almost falling out of their sockets!

No steel warships!

No aircraft carriers!

Even less heavy artillery and machine guns!

At the end of his vision.

There was unexpectedly a group of Dragon Country people wearing tattered red vests!

In their hands they carried rolled-edge watermelon knives, and in their mouths they bit blood-stained fire axes.

They were bloody well rowing broken wooden boats, small fishing boats, and some people were even stepping on two broken door panels!

Like a pack of Mad Dogs that smelled blood, they frantically rowed the wooden oars on the sea surface!

The most terrifying thing was...

The rowing speed of this group of perverts!

They actually whipped the wooden oars in their hands into afterimages!

At the sterns of those broken wooden boats, white wakes comparable to military high-speed torpedoes were actually dragged out!

"Fa... Fuck?!!!"

"The Dragon Country red vests mentioned in the intelligence?!"

"A... Actually... actually bloody well true?!"

The telescope in General Mike's hand dropped to the ground with a "clatter", and he completely broke down.

"What kind of monsters are these fucking people?! Are they still humans?!"

"They actually crossed the Pacific Ocean in wooden boats..."

"And killed their way to our Great Beautiful Country?!!!"

The adjutant next to him was so scared that his legs were shaking uncontrollably.

"Gen... General... What should we do now?"

"Sh... Should we open fire?!"

General Mike turned his head sharply.

Staring at the adjutant tightly as if looking at a mentally disabled person.

His eyeballs were so red they were almost dripping blood.

"Open your mother's fire!!!"

"Quick!"

"Connect the presidential hotline!"

"Report the situation here to Mr. President!"

"Make him quickly hand over that island nation emperor!"

"Otherwise..."

"Today, our Great Beautiful Country is afraid it's going to perish!!!"