Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

"Fuck me!"

Upon hearing Nightmare's unique, neither-male-nor-female voice in his mind, Du Weiguo subconsciously swore.

You should know that his current level of consciousness barrier should have already risen to the cosmic level, yet he still cannot block Nightmare's consciousness communication.
This is a bit illogical.

In his mind, Nightmare's voice rang out again, clearly tinged with arrogance:

“Master, we have signed a soul contract, and I have become much more powerful now, even more so than the woman with two souls in one body beside you.”

"Fuck me!"

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo couldn't help but curse again, utterly stunned by the news.

The woman with two souls in one body is none other than Miss Hu. Now, Nightmare's spiritual power has even surpassed hers, which, by a rough estimate, is equivalent to the strongest on Earth.

But when I think about it carefully, I feel relieved.

Nightmare's original mental coverage was far superior to that of Miss Hu, only its strength and precision were slightly inferior.

It seems that absorbing the undead mutant virus has brought it unimaginable benefits. Now, Nightmare is undoubtedly the number one among the demons, with unparalleled group combat capabilities.

Du Weiguo asked using his consciousness:

"Besides talking to me in your head, what new skills have you gained?"

Perhaps because he hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time, Nightmare seemed very excited:

"Master, I have many abilities now, I can~~"

Through its rambling, Du Weiguo learned that Nightshade's current abilities were indeed ridiculously strong.

First, steel frame.

Nightmare now weighs 3 tons, comparable to an adult African elephant. Its physical strength is only slightly inferior to Nightmare's, and it can basically ignore small-caliber firearms, making it a true tank.

Second, self-healing.

Nightmare's self-healing speed has also increased, now on par with Du Weiguo's.

However, because it possesses both animal and plant attributes, it has no so-called vital points, and naturally there is no certain death or injury. Unless it is burned to ashes, it can heal itself.

Third, the second form.

There's not much to say about Nightmare's second form. Apart from greatly increasing its physical attack power, the main difference is the addition of 18 blood vine tails.

The maximum extension length of the Bloodvine Tail is 50 meters, which can easily penetrate steel plates. Its barbs are comparable to sharp blades, and within a 50-meter radius, it is its death zone.

Fourth, mind control, this is the Nightmare's trump card, and it must be explained in detail.

First, it can conduct large-scale, indiscriminate hypnosis within a radius of 10 kilometers; in other words, it can control a large city with a population of one million.

Of course, large-scale hypnosis is not very intense. Not to mention those with special abilities, even ordinary people with strong willpower can break free from it.

Secondly, Nightmare can simultaneously hypnotize multiple targets with high intensity, creating a personalized illusion; the limit for this is one hundred people.

This skill is something that ordinary people cannot escape, and even those with special abilities are doomed unless they possess extremely strong mental immunity.

Finally, it can also launch mental piercing attacks, which can be wide-range or one-on-one. The wider the range, the lower the intensity, and vice versa.

Now, if Nightmare were to unleash its full power in mental piercing, among all the evil spirits, only Du Weiguo could withstand it; even Miss Hu would be severely injured in a fight with it.

If the Nightmare of today were in ancient times, it would be worshipped as a divine beast, and even Du Weiguo, the pseudo-chosen one of the planes, would be extremely envious.

Of course, it is not invincible. Its fatal weakness still exists: it is afraid of water, especially salt water, and it is also afraid of fire.

Moreover, Nightmare still cannot perform delicate tasks such as reading memories, altering memories, or possessing minds.

Du Weiguo vigorously rubbed Nightmare's big head.

"Not bad, all that meat wasn't for nothing. Nightmare, from now on you'll be the top enforcer and number one fighter under the Demon God's banner!"

"Absolutely! Master, if anyone dares to provoke you again, I'll wipe out their entire family! Nobody can stop me, I'll kill gods and Buddhas alike!"

Nightmare immediately became a sycophant, showing its loyalty. I don't know where it learned so many crooked words and clichés; it probably learned them from watching movies.

"Hahaha!" Du Weiguo was amused and laughed out loud: "Well said, I'll roast a cow for you to eat later."

"One isn't enough, I want three, no, five." Nightmare immediately seized the opportunity.

"Du Da, have you had enough of your lovey-dovey stuff? Let's get down to business. Didn't you say before that it might be able to find clues about the poisoner?"

Miss Hu suddenly spoke up, coldly interrupting the affectionate moment between the man and the dog.

She felt a pang of envy again, but this time it wasn't from jealousy. With her keen senses, she naturally felt the terror of Nightmare, which made her both envious and jealous.

She racked her brains to become stronger, even going so far as to commit mass murder.

As it turned out, the dead dog had just eaten some random "things," then took a nap and was completely transformed.

"Oh, right, right, this is the important matter." Du Weiguo quickly chimed in, then patted Nightmare's head:

"Nightmare, you absorbed the undead virus. Can you find out who released it?"

Nightmare didn't hesitate and immediately nodded:

“Master, I can sense the same virus, but it is very far away from us, so the sensation is a bit blurry.”

Can you pinpoint the exact location?

"can!"

"That's enough!" Du Weiguo raised an eyebrow. "Hu Da, prepare the plane immediately, we're going after them!"

At dawn, the sky was just beginning to lighten.

On the outskirts of Kayseri, a Soviet-made Mi-8 attack helicopter took off and sped off in a northwest direction.

The helicopter was empty except for five people and a dog: Du Weiguo, Shenwu, Kagura, Xiangtai, and Yeyan. The pilot was Rod himself.

Miss Hu originally wanted to come along, but it was not allowed.

Now, tens of thousands of troops have gathered in Kayseri, including the elite of the Shahs, the Russian airborne brigade, and local Persian forces. Someone must be in charge to coordinate and command them.

There are also several surrounding cities where post-pandemic relief and reconstruction work is a complex and multifaceted task, all of which weigh heavily on her shoulders, leaving her no time to spare.

Furthermore, who knows if the poisoner has any other tricks up her sleeve? If she were to launch a surprise attack, her stronghold would be destroyed.

Finally, Du Weiguo promised that regardless of whether he could kill the poisoner, he would definitely return to Kayseri afterward, which finally persuaded Miss Hu.

Fortunately, Guo Fu was still drunk; otherwise, it would have taken much more effort to persuade her.

Inside the cabin, Shenwu, Kagura, and Shota all stared wide-eyed at Nightshade without blinking.

They were all top-tier experts, so they could naturally sense the terrifying aura emanating from the black dog.

This is because Nightshade has only recently evolved and cannot yet effectively conceal its presence.

Nightmare, who had been feigning sleep, perhaps grew impatient with being stared at, and suddenly turned to look at them, his dog eyes instantly turning blood red.

At the same time, a warning from Nightmare echoed in their minds: "Don't look at me, or I'll eat you little brats alive!"

"Huh?" Kagura exclaimed in surprise.

"What?!" Shota's eyes widened.

Shenwu remained the calmest, only pausing for a moment before immediately asking:
"Can you communicate through consciousness?"

In fact, communication of consciousness is not that rare, at least not for her.

Among the members of the Demon God Clan alone, both Miss Hu and Joseph could do it. Moreover, Shenwu had also encountered people with the same abilities in Japan before.

Although this happened suddenly to Nightshade and was somewhat bizarre, it wasn't an exaggeration, since everyone knows it's not an ordinary dog.

Nightmare rolled its dog-like eyes and gave her a haughty sidelong glance.

"Hmph, you little Japanese wench, at least you have some knowledge."

"I'm warning you, don't fucking stare at me again, or you'll regret it."

Then, it glared threateningly at Shota and Shinmai respectively before lying back down.

Du Weiguo saw all their little interactions, but he ignored them.

After Nightmare evolved this time, Du Weiguo relaxed some of its restrictions, one of which was to allow it to communicate with the members of the Fiend God Clan.

Besides, he doesn't have time to deal with these trivial matters right now; at this very moment, he is having a direct conversation with the top leader of the Russian bear.

Initially, he contacted Nikonov, mainly about the underwater ruins, but soon Brezhnev took over the radio.

This sudden radio signal, sent into outer space, caught the attention of the Soviet leadership, including Sukhomlinsky (Brezhnev's nickname).
Interestingly, this is in the face of a possible alien invasion.

Su Xunzong's expression wasn't one of worry, but rather anticipation.

Some say Su Xunzong was an incompetent and weak man, while others say that the powerful Red Soviet was led into the abyss by him.

That's complete nonsense.

During the turbulent Cold War, he was able to govern for 18 years, and during this time, Russia remained the undisputed world's leading superpower, consistently outpacing the United States.

This achievement alone is enough to prove that Su Xunzong is no ordinary person.

However, he did have obvious character flaws, such as being warlike, ambitious, and arrogant.

Finally, Du Weiguo, this unexpected variable, played a near-decisive role.

Because of him, the Russian bear was able to establish military presence in Persia, the Gulf of Cach, Queiana, and especially the Caribbean, successfully planting its flag around the world.

This would have been absolutely impossible in the original historical trajectory.

Furthermore, due to the strong rise of Du Weiguo, the "third pole of the Cold War," Citigroup's global strategic layout has been severely hampered, and even the Freemasons, which secretly control the global economy, have split.

This series of butterfly effects propelled Russia to the position of the world's leading power ahead of schedule, and it remained as stable as Mount Tai. Su Xunzong's confidence also swelled to the extreme.

He was so confident that he didn't even care about extraterrestrial civilizations with technology far surpassing Earth's, and even wanted to try his hand at fighting aliens.

"Comrade Chairman, in principle, I agree with your opinion that we can send a fleet near the Arctic Circle and deploy supersonic ballistic missiles at the same time."

Du Weiguo tapped the key rapidly, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"Hey, this idiot is so arrogant, he actually wants to fight aliens. But it's fine this way, if I don't make him suffer a big loss, how can I show off my skills?"

Su Xunzong immediately replied, "Mr. Wesley, I'm glad we were able to reach an agreement."

"It will be about two weeks before the Arctic Circle freezes over. Could you please come within a week so we can explore the ruins together?"

After translating the telegram, Du Weiguo raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Damn it, is this old bastard trying to ditch me and go it alone?"

"Is Russia's scientific research capability really that strong? How could they develop single-person equipment capable of performing deep-sea operations so quickly?"

He was right; the Russian bear had actually been preparing to conduct a solo exploration all along.

Nikonov has always attached great importance to this deep-sea relic, far more so than one might imagine.

In fact, it's not just Russia; now all major powers are starting to dedicate themselves to the research and development of cutting-edge technologies. Ultimately, this is due to the butterfly effect triggered by Du Weiguo.

The ability users, a minority group that has existed since ancient times, have gradually moved from behind the scenes to the forefront because of his sudden emergence.

The terrifying combat power displayed by those with special abilities has made all those in power extremely uneasy, and they urgently need a means of checks and balances.

In addition to having Natasha personally oversee the construction of the offshore platform, Nikonov also ordered the St. Petersburg Robotics Institute (RTC) to urgently develop a batch of atmospheric pressure diving suits.

Currently, this thing is still in the experimental stage and can only barely achieve deep-sea operations. It is extremely harmful to the human body; basically, one trip into the sea will ruin a person.

However, this was no big deal for Nikonov; how could he possibly care about a few lives?

Du Weiguo lit a cigarette, thought for a moment, and then replied:

"I am very sorry, Comrade Chairman, I am currently in Persia dealing with the plague of the living dead and cannot keep the appointment. Your side can conduct the exploration alone."

Su Xunzong replied very quickly:
"Alright, that's the only way then, Mr. Wesley. It's just a real shame that we can't work together."

"Damn it, what a pity!"

Du Weiguo cursed irritably, and even across the radio waves, he could almost see the old fox's smug grin.

Du Weiguo turned off the radio, stubbed out his cigarette, and muttered to himself in a low voice.

"Ignorance is bliss! If there really are living creatures in the deep-sea ruins, that would be hilarious."

Just then, Rhodes, who was beside him, suddenly spoke up:

"Sir, in five minutes we will be within the city limits of Ankara. We have now been detected by military radar."

"If we continue flying northwest, we will enter the Black Sea after 160 kilometers, and there are no refueling points along the way."

The Mi-8 attack helicopter they are currently traveling in has a maximum range of 800 kilometers and a speed of 300 kilometers per hour.

In other words, this plane can only fly for 2 hours; if it really flies out to sea, it won't be able to come back.

"Are we heading in the right direction?"

Du Weiguo patted Nightmare's big head. Although he could communicate directly through consciousness, he still preferred to speak.

Nightmare's answer was very confident:

"The direction is definitely right, Master. We are getting closer and closer to the pathogen."

Du Weiguo nodded:

"Rhodes, keep your direction straight. Also, take the initiative to contact the Persian military and state our identity and purpose."

"Warn them to shut up and not cause trouble, or I won't hesitate to help them change their leadership."

(End of this chapter)