You Say You Believe in Science, But You Fly on a Sword - Chapter 93
Chapter 93: Destroy All Organizations, Destroy, Destroy, Destroy, And Also This One
“Since we’re all leaving, there’s no need for China’s stability anymore…”
The man was about to sleep when he suddenly heard a piercing siren outside.
He frowned involuntarily: “What’s going on? ”
His mansion was in a remote location, and few people knew he was hiding here. Even his many junior brothers usually had to call him to get in touch; very few people could actually see him.
So why were these police cars out at night, suddenly running around?
They couldn’t be out for a dinner party, could they?
Police aren’t allowed to sound their sirens during dinner parties!
His people hadn’t done anything recently, so no one should have reported them…
Bang!
A door-breaking sound rang out, and a group of armed police officers immediately appeared at the door.
“Liu Lei, I am Li Shan, an Armed Police officer from Tibet Province. You have violated Article 240 of the Criminal Law of the People’s Republic of China, committing the crime of human trafficking. Following superior instructions, I arrest you on behalf of the Tibet Province police! Please cooperate! ”
After showing his police badge, Li Shan waved his hand, and the police behind him immediately moved, handcuffing Liu Lei and taking him to the police car.
After being taken away, Liu Lei remained dumbfounded until he was in the police car.
He couldn’t figure out how, when he had hidden himself so well, the police had found him.
But he wasn’t afraid, because… his junior brothers had a backup plan.
“What? You think that just because you’ve been caught, your junior brothers and your bombs will be spared? ”
Seeing Liu Lei’s calm demeanor, Li Shan suddenly felt like laughing: “Let me tell you, don’t even think about it, you’re dreaming! ”
Hearing this, Liu Lei finally felt a bit anxious: “What did you do to them? ”
This was his backup plan, his lifeline. If it was still there, he would have leverage to prevent the government from killing him.
But if it was gone…
Even praying for his own safety wouldn’t help.
Ignoring Liu Lei, Li Shan remained silent.
The entire police car was incredibly quiet; Liu Lei could even hear his own heartbeat.
No matter what he said, the police officers all ignored him.
He was about to break down.
Similar scenes were playing out in many places across China.
The Ghost Race had begun to destroy nations; many countries around the world had fallen victim to them, and global panic had reached its peak.
Although China was better off than other countries, extremist organizations were showing signs of taking action.
For example, Liu Lei’s organization planned to set off some bombs in Tibet Province, then everyone would flee to their foreign bases.
However, before they could act, the Chinese authorities apprehended them swiftly and decisively, leaving them to their regrets.
Other organizations weren’t doing much better either. They were all hiding well, only to be suddenly dug out of their hidden underground locations by the police, almost blinded by the sunlight.
Many people didn’t realize what was happening: they went home, only to find their homes gone and themselves arrested.
All of this was, of course, the Ministry of Public Security’s proactive planning.
International turmoil; although the Ghost Race hadn’t penetrated China, the plasma shield wasn’t working well, so nobody knew if China would follow in Malaysia’s footsteps.
Moreover, no one knew the resilience of the plasma shield and the National Veins Barrier set up by Academician Su Qin’an.
The people were more exposed to news headlines like “On such and such date, such and such country was attacked by the Ghost Race, the entire army was annihilated, not a single person escaped” and the Ministry of Defense’s assurance that “We believe that China will not suffer the same fate. ”
Day after day, who wouldn’t panic?
The Ministry of Public Security had foreseen this, so recently, from the Minister down to local police stations, everyone had been working overtime, rounding up almost all the hidden extremist organizations across the nation.
Great change was imminent, and China needed absolute unity internally, allowing no room for reactionary forces.
…
At the Bai Family, Uncle Wang sat on the sofa, drinking goji berry tea, constantly replenishing his depleted brain cells.
He had initially thought that all he needed to do was call Zhao Menghan and explain what Bai Ruoyu had done.
However, the young girl didn’t give him a chance to speak; whenever he tried to bring the conversation to Bai Ruoyu, Zhao Menghan would refuse to engage, even changing the subject.
Her implicit message was clear: she didn’t want to mention Bai Ruoyu.
Uncle Wang couldn’t help but sigh, college graduates are just different!
They could deflect so casually.
Uncle Wang’s first attempt to mend the relationship between the young master and his future wife ended in utter failure. Most people would have given up, but not Uncle Wang.
Because his surname was Wang, Bai Ruoyu’s Wang.
He wanted his young master to find happiness!
But it seemed that a direct approach was unrealistic; the young girl might think he was being manipulated by the young master to deceive her.
Time to change tactics!
…
In three weeks, China showed the nation, and even the countries of the world that hadn’t yet been destroyed, what Chinese speed meant.
One high-tech nuclear fusion launch tower after another rose from the ground, encircling China, forming a steel Great Wall around the country.
Next to the Imperial Capital, the East Sea’s first nuclear fusion launch tower.
The evacuation of overseas Chinese had ended, and most of the extremist organizations had been dealt with. It could be said that China at this moment was more united than ever before.
It was time to activate the shield.
With a command from Su Qin’an, the seventy-two launch towers around the country roared to life, their power at full capacity.
An invisible, colorless barrier rose, enveloping China’s entire territory and territorial waters, extending to a height of fifty kilometers in the air.
This scene was livestreamed, allowing everyone to see Su Qin’an’s actions and the barely suppressed smile on his lips.
Soon, people living by the sea noticed a problem.
“Hey, it’s like there’s an air wall blocking me, I can’t get out! ”
The plasma shield was, of course, completely sealed off, inside and out; unless a nearby launch tower went offline, there would be absolutely no opening.
With the shield activated, it was Su Qin’an’s turn to work.
He hadn’t been idle in the previous three weeks.
He, Xie Yingqing, and the teachers of the Huaxia First Cultivation Academy had spent the past three weeks traveling to all seventy-two launch towers around the country, drawing formation runes on them.
With Su Qin’an’s command, the Dragon Vein Formation would immediately be deployed to protect China.
Moreover, this barrier used the seventy-two launch towers as its base and the entire Huaxia Cultivation World as its spiritual energy source. Its consumption was low and could be driven by the energy produced by controllable nuclear fusion. It was a one-way barrier.
In short, as long as there were no problems within China, the barrier would never fail. As long as the seventy-two nuclear fusion launch towers remained, the barrier could not be breached.
It was a design that would last generations, remaining functional even after personnel changes, and requiring no after-sales service, truly a fantastic tool!
The livestream camera shifted, and Su Qin’an in the image rose into the air, walking on air, rising step by step, until the height was insufficient, and the television station temporarily sent out an airplane to film him.
He didn’t stop until he was fifteen kilometers above the ground.
This area was already beyond the troposphere, in the stratosphere. The oxygen was extremely thin, and the temperature had dropped to below zero. Usually, no cultivators came up here; only fighter jets flew at this altitude.
Across China, there were discussions and exclamations, with some people shouting, “Forgive my lack of culture, a single ‘Woccao’ expresses it all! ”
“Wow, what is Academician Su doing? Flying so high, he won’t fall to his death, right? ”
“I’m seeing a cultivator fly for the first time! So cool! I repeat, I want to cultivate! ”
“He’s demonstrated flight; is he going to use sword flight next? ”
“Why didn’t Academician Su use sword flight to go up? ”
In Jiangnan, Xie Yingqing leaned against a pillar of a riverside pavilion, watching Su Qin’an’s figure.
She wasn’t worried; after all, a cultivator at the Minor Ascension Realm could fly this high, it’s just that nobody usually did.
“But this cultivation speed… While attending to that, can he still keep up with his cultivation? ”
The system emitted a buzzing sound, indicating that Su Qin’an’s cultivation base was all its doing.
Xie Yingqing blinked, then remembered the system’s existence: “That’s right, he can do that, but I can’t… I need to become stronger! ”