110: Chapter 110 An Eastern Epic: Homeland Returns! The [Blood Moon Queen] Descends!

Director An Lei stood before his seat, looking at the world outside the porthole, remaining silent for a long time after the shock.

The truth of the future Transcendent era is that the myriad races will contend for supremacy, and humanity will no longer hold its past status, becoming merely a relatively large race in the wilderness.

Beyond that, there is no major advantage.

"The selection of members for the Super-Duty Bureau must be accelerated. Even if we can't gather ten thousand, we must at least Breakthrough to one thousand combat members.

Otherwise, with no troops in hand, I am filled with unease about the future..."

"Defense contingency plans for the provinces in the East must also be prepared in advance.

If the future forces our hand, we may have to abandon some land. In areas with open terrain, [Base Cities] must be built ahead of time..."

"In the future Transcendent era, population is a burden, but isn't it also an endless resource of Martial Artists..."

Director An Lei sat back in his seat, his expression lost in thought.

Meanwhile, in Russia, Ramir had been standing with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window for a long time.

"Fight, fight all you want. The fiercer you fight, the more room for maneuver I will have after my Russia kneels to the East."

An hour ago, President Tavo of the Blue Star Federation had agreed to the operational plan of Sakata from Germany.

This great war was, after all, going to begin.

Looking at the midsummer of Moscow outside the window, Ramir's expressionless face gradually became firm.

Teammates must be sabotaged; they must be made to fall into the trap!

Ramir turned back to his desk, picked up the black dedicated phone, and pressed the special number for Yanjing.

Beep, beep, beep.

The call went through, and Ramir spoke first: "Hello, this is Ramir. I would like to have a chat with Mr. Wang."

"...Mr. Ramir?"

The person answering the phone was somewhat surprised, then immediately became cold: "I don't know what you want, but Mr. Wang is very busy and may not have time."

Ramir seemed to have expected this and did not have Life Qi, saying in a calm tone:

"My Russia previously listened to the nonsense of Prime Minister Caiyuan Sanlang, which is why we acted so presumptuously. I am calling this time specifically to apologize to Mr. Wang."

"Our two countries have had deep friendship in the past, and I am willing to use the utmost sincerity to gain Mr. Wang's forgiveness."

"..."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, their tone softening slightly: "Fine, I will report this to Mr. Wang."

"Thank you, Ambassador Wei."

After the call hung up, Ramir ate a small meal and soon received a call from Yanjing.

Mr. Wang did not beat around the bush and said directly with a smile:

"The ancestral land of the Far East has been away from our Eastern embrace for too long. I trust Mr. Ramir can satisfy the expectations of our Eastern people."

"Mr. Wang is right. The Far East has been the ancestral land of the East since ancient times. I will immediately arrange for my secretary to prepare the territorial cession documents."

Ramir forced a smile, his attitude very humble, far less aggressive than before.

When nuclear weapons became ineffective, and the Eastern Super-Duty Bureau could invade the capitals of various nations at will and hold the lives of their presidents in their hands, all dignity and equality became a joke.

It was simply not worth mentioning!

And in such a situation, ceding territory and paying reparations was the best choice.

Otherwise, the entire Russia might be trampled by Eastern Transcendents.

"Haha, Mr. Ramir is generous."

Mr. Wang laughed, seeming very pleased, and continued:

"I have one more small request here. I wonder if Mr. Ramir can agree to it?"

Ramir's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition.

He knew this old fox, Mr. Wang, all too well.

Right now, Russia's power is weak while the East is rising.

At such a critical moment, how could a single Far East region satisfy Yanjing's appetite?

Ramir smiled stiffly: "What are you saying, Mr. Wang? Just speak your mind; I will certainly satisfy your requirements with all my strength."

"It is like this:

First, you know that the country of Ulan Bator has also been the ancestral land of the East since ancient times, so there is no need for its existence. Submitting to our East is the only choice for Ulan Bator."

Mr. Wang was in a very good mood and said heartily with full Qi:

"Second, the North Sea region, also known as the Lake Baikal region, has also been the ancestral land of the East since ancient times. I trust Mr. Ramir can understand the expectations of the Eastern people and let it return to the embrace of the Eastern motherland."

"Third, the Outer Ili region is also the ancestral land of the East since ancient times. Therefore, the country of Girstan has no need to exist. The country of Kazastan needs to return 900,000 square kilometers of land, including Lake Balkhash."

"The above are my thoughts, and they are also the long-awaited desire for the return of ancestral land by the over one billion people of our East. Mr. Ramir should be able to understand, right?"

Although they were not face-to-face, when Mr. Wang said the last sentence, Ramir still heard a strong threat in his calm tone.

If he didn't agree, the next Prime Minister Caiyuan Sanlang would probably be him!

As for running away?

Are you kidding me!

Once he fled, the East could support a new Puppet to take office with a wave of their hand, so the territorial cession treaty would still be signed smoothly.

But after he fled, besides facing the pursuit of the Eastern Super-Duty Bureau, he would also have to face the revenge of his old domestic and foreign enemies.

After all, after losing power, he would just be a toothless tiger, unable to make much of a splash.

Therefore, if he could live safely while kneeling, why be a stray dog?

"Sigh... I am only doing this to protect the overall situation of Russia; no one should object to me. Otherwise... digging potatoes in Siberia requires personnel support..."

Ramir gripped a pen tightly in his palm, comforting himself over and over again that he had no selfish motives, only a heart of loyalty to the country!

A moment later, Ramir responded affirmatively into the receiver:

"Mr. Wang, your proposal is excellent. I was originally going to bring these matters up myself. The East is inseparable from its ancestral land, and my Russia fully supports the signing of the corresponding territorial cession treaties!"

"Very good, Mr. Ramir is indeed the best friend of the East. The friendship between us shall last forever, haha..."

Seeing Ramir so sensible, Mr. Wang nodded with satisfaction.

"There is no time like the present. Mr. Ramir, please come to Yanjing in person tomorrow morning to sign the cession treaty..."

"No problem, I will arrive on time tomorrow morning!"

Things that would have been impossible in the past had changed as nuclear weapons lost their effectiveness and the East held absolute power over the lives and deaths of the leaders of countries around the world.

This pleasant conversation soon came to an end.

...

Late at night, in a small overseas country.

In a very hidden and spacious manor, a delicate and beautiful woman looked at her daughter in front of her with heartache.

"Daughter, stop crying. Your father has returned to the Heavenly Kingdom of Amaterasu; we should be happy for him."

The beautiful woman was lightly made up and looked noble and elegant, like a young girl in her twenties, without a trace of the passage of time.

She came from the Island Country's Edo Shogunate and was none other than the wife of Prime Minister Caiyuan Sanlang.

The daughter in front of her was Sakura, who had left the Prime Minister's residence that day and went into hiding overseas with the elite seeds of the Island Country.

Sakura raised her head, her tears gone, "Mother, I will remember my father's vengeance for all eternity!"

"Daughter, your eyes??!!"

The beautiful woman looked shocked, discovering that her daughter's eyes were hollow, and within her pupils, a scarlet Blood Moon was swirling incessantly!!

That Blood Moon seemed to be the dark side of the moon, emitting a thick, eerie, and chilling aura from time to time!

"Mother, I am fine."

"I feel that I have become the [Blood Moon Queen]!"

Sakura stood up, her pupils resonating with the Blood Moon, and a vision of a Blood Moon shrouded in black mist faintly emerged behind her.