206: Chapter 205 Today is a good day

[Wilderness Survival Announcement]

[Huaguo Player Lu Fan has successfully completed the challenge; the ten thousand times rebate has advanced to a ten million times rebate]

[China Player An Lan has successfully completed the challenge; the ten thousand times rebate has advanced to a ten million times rebate]

[Huaguo Player Ling Yue has successfully completed the challenge; the ten thousand times rebate has advanced to a ten million times rebate]

...[Players who failed the challenge will lose their ten thousand times rebate ability after leaving the arena]

[Japan Player Yamamoto has failed the challenge]

[Pretty Country Player Andre has failed the challenge]

...Announcements rang out one after another, declaring the end of this cruel challenge; everyone had completed their respective challenges.

During this period, life and death followed like shadows. Some unfortunately lost their lives in the challenge, their cold corpses left forever in this wilderness; others were left with lifelong disabilities, forced to spend the rest of their lives in pain.

Of course, there were also some who, though they failed the challenge, were lucky enough to survive, but they had to accept the cruel reality of losing their ten thousand times rebate ability.

At this moment, Andre lay in the snow with a dazed expression, his eyes hollow, as if he hadn't yet woken up from the nightmare just now.

Recalling not long ago, he encountered a player from the White Bear Country; the other party said nothing and immediately threw a vicious, heavy punch.

That massive force sent him flying directly, and several teeth were knocked out by the impact, leaving his mouth filled with the metallic taste of blood.

Then, Andre suffered a brutal beating that lasted for several minutes.

"I don't have the ten thousand times rebate ability anymore?"

Andre muttered to himself, his voice filled with despair and indignation, "Then what am I still doing here?"

He looked up at the gloomy sky as the cold wind whistled past, seemingly mocking his wretchedness and helplessness.

All the fantasies and expectations he once held for this challenge had now turned into bubbles.

Without the ten thousand times rebate, he could no longer rebate supplies for his country. He felt utterly lost about how to walk the path of the future.

Lu Fan looked at the announcements that An Lan and Ling Yue had also successfully completed their challenges and couldn't help but smile.

[Wilderness Survival Announcement]

[Huaguo will receive half of the rebate supplies from Japan Player Yamamoto]

[Bananas * 5000]

[River Shrimp * 5000]

[Wild Chicken * 5000]

...[Japan Player Yamamoto has died due to excessive blood loss from severed limbs]

[Japan Player Yamamoto has passively triggered the ten million times rebate]

[Ten million people in Japan will randomly experience the phenomenon of severed limbs]

As soon as the Wilderness Survival Announcement was released, all of Japan seemed to be hit by a heavy bomb, instantly falling into earth-shattering chaos, like a living hell on earth.

On the originally prosperous and bustling urban streets, panic spread rapidly like a surging tide.

Ten million people suffered severed limbs without any warning. Piercing screams tore through the sky as people shrieked in terror and fled in all directions; the scene was a chaotic mess.

Blood flowed freely on the streets, gathering into terrifying pools. A pungent, bloody smell filled the air, making people gag.

Hospitals were instantly packed so tightly by the surging crowds that not even water could trickle through. Corridors, wards, and even stairwells were filled with the injured.

Faced with this massive number of casualties, the doctors were like solitary boats in a stormy sea, utterly helpless. They could only watch as fresh lives faded away in despair, their eyes full of helplessness and grief.

In the cabinet meeting room of the political center, it was similarly deathly silent.

Nearly half of the cabinet members, including the Prime Minister, lay stiffly in pools of blood. Blood ruthlessly stained the conference table, and important documents were scattered everywhere, as if telling the story of this country's decline.

The few remaining cabinet members were scared pale as paper, slumped in their chairs with hollow eyes and blank minds, unable to recover for a long time.

The entire country's decision-making body was like a machine that had suddenly stopped running, instantly falling into paralysis.

"His Excellency the Prime Minister is dead!!" A scream of terror broke the deathly silence of the meeting room.

"Yamete!!"

"What do we do? General Piqiu is also dead!! The army will fall into chaos."

"Ah, this country is finished!!"

At the same time, social order completely collapsed.

People looting amidst the chaos were everywhere on the streets, like a pack of crazed beasts, smashing open shop doors and windows to snatch the property inside.

Incidents of smashing, looting, and burning continued to play out. Every corner of the city was filled with chaos and violence; the prosperity and tranquility of the past had vanished without a trace.

The news spread to Huaguo as if it had grown wings. The citizens cheered and jumped for joy, and every street and alley was immersed in a sea of happiness.

The livestream room was even more bustling. barrage comments scrolled crazily like snowflakes, filling the screen.

"This really is the cycle of Karma; let's see if they still dare to be so arrogant!"

"Japan is really in deep trouble this time; it's so satisfying!"

"Aaaaaaaaaah! This feels great!"

Many people excitedly ran into the streets to cheer and celebrate to their heart's content, their faces overflowing with uncontrollable excitement.

Many shop owners were also infected by this joyful atmosphere and directly provided free drinks, inviting customers to drink heartily and share in this celebratory moment.

However, in stark contrast to the citizens' cheers, the Huaguo high-level officials had solemn expressions and quickly convened an emergency meeting.

In the meeting room, the atmosphere was serious and tense, as if one could wring water out of it.

The generals, dressed in crisp military uniforms, stood tall with firm, torch-like gazes, methodically reporting on the army's combat readiness.

All troops were on standby; the soldiers were in high spirits with soaring morale, their weapons and equipment polished until they shone, glinting coldly in the sunlight.

All warships and fighter jets were ready to launch at a moment's notice.

They were guarding against any possible changes that might occur.

The Top Leader sat high at the head of the conference table, his face stern as his gaze swept across the room. He said in a deep voice, "Today is a day worth being happy about, but you must not let joy cloud your minds. We must remain vigilant at all times to prevent any desperate actions from Japan."

But at this critical moment when the situation was on the verge of exploding, an utterly absurd farce was being staged within Japan.

To fight for that precarious and crumbling power, the current Wa King and the cabinet engaged in intense overt and covert struggles.

It was said that in order to maintain the so-called 'purest royal bloodline,' the Wa Royal Family had practiced long-term inbreeding. This ignorant behavior led to the Wa King's brain being poorly developed.

The Wa King before them looked like a dazed fool who hadn't woken up. His eyes were dull, and his speech was stuttered and slurred; saliva would occasionally drip from the corner of his mouth, making him look very comical.

In reality, the one pulling the strings behind the Wa King was his ambitious wife.

This woman was heavily made up, the powder on her face so thick it looked like it could be scraped off. She wore a magnificent kimono, yet it could not hide the ruthlessness and greed revealed in her eyes.

Stepping in high wooden clogs, she strutted around the Wa Palace, acting imperiously and bossing around the attendants and officials like an arrogant female demon, her heart set on firmly grasping the cabinet's power in her own hands.

Naturally, the cabinet side was not to be outdone. Several surviving ministers huddled together, sneakily and secretly discussing countermeasures, racking their brains to figure out how to topple the Wa King and reclaim power.

One moment they were sending people everywhere to try and win over the army for their own use; the next, they were secretly spreading all kinds of dirt on the Wa King, trying to tarnish his image and throwing the entire country into a foul, chaotic mess.

What was even more laughable was that the Wa King's wife actually appeared in public with high profile to give a speech.

Standing on a temporary podium, she pretentiously cleared her throat and said loudly, "It is because of the cabinet's incompetence and dereliction of duty that this terrible tragedy occurred. Our royal family will surely shoulder the heavy responsibility of saving Japan. Now, please welcome my noble husband, the great and wise Wa King, to speak to everyone."

Supported by others, the Wa King walked tremblingly onto the podium, his body shaking non-stop and saliva flowing uncontrollably. He looked like an infant who had drunk low-quality fake milk powder; his foolish appearance made it hard for people to suppress their laughter.

He stuttered, "Ja... Japan, banzai!" His voice was weak and carried a hint of a tremor.

This power struggle intensified, with both sides refusing to yield, going back and forth in an inextricable fight.

They only had eyes for power and had no time at all to concern themselves with Huaguo's movements.

Listening to the reports from relevant departments, the Huaguo high-level meeting room fell into a strange silence.

Everyone looked at each other, seemingly stunned into silence by Japan's absurd farce.

The Top Leader cleared his throat slightly, breaking the silence: "Ahem, everyone, express your views."

“Pfft, hahahahahaha.”

A military cadre couldn't help himself and was the first to burst out laughing.

This laughter was like a fuse, instantly igniting the suppressed atmosphere in the meeting room; others were also infected and began to roar with laughter.

"Hahahahahaha, now this is more like it!"

"This group of damned devils, they deserved this day long ago."

"Today must be designated as a holiday; let's call it the Sakura Falling Festival!"

"Well said, I completely agree." Everyone chimed in, their laughter echoing in the meeting room, sweeping away the previous tension and seriousness.