Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 196 A Sun Wukong Fell From the Sky
“Uh, Lena.”

Just as Lena was gloating over her plan, Qilin suddenly stepped forward and poked her.

Lena asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"I wanted to ask how much of your budget you have left this month. HSBC is quite expensive." Qi Lin covered her mouth with her hand and whispered that if Lena didn't have enough money, she could split the cost with her.

"It's alright, I've already checked. HSBC is having a sale these days." Lena patted her wallet even more smugly, indicating that she had plenty of money and everything was going according to plan, absolutely no problem!
"But the discount ends at noon." Qi Lin said in the gentlest tone what made Lena feel the most hopeless.

"What!?" Lena exclaimed in surprise.

She immediately took out her phone to check, and sure enough, the discount ended at noon today.

In an instant, the once high-spirited Sun God was struck by lightning and froze, petrified.

The sky is falling!
She collapsed to her knees, arms outstretched, head tilted back to the sky, and let out a heart-wrenching wail: "No!"

"What's wrong with Sister Na?" Zhao Xin asked curiously.

"Shh~ She's reminiscing." Cheng Yaowen watched for a long time, then chuckled and made a shushing gesture.

"What are you reminiscing about?" Ge Xiaolun also came over.

Cheng Yaowen counted them off on his fingers: "Her pretty dresses, her stylish bags, and her high-quality cosmetics..."

"No, stop talking, stop talking..." Lena interrupted, clutching her chest, her voice filled with anguish.

This wasn't answering a question; it was stabbing her in the heart.

And so, laughter and cheers once again rang out among the super soldiers of the Super Soldier Company.

Lena alone deeply felt that people's joys and sorrows were not shared; she only found their noise bothersome.

……

The time soon came to night.

They didn't go to HSBC or treat anyone to anything; none of them cared. After all, they couldn't really let Lena go bankrupt.

But the words had already been spoken, and the Super Soldier Squad did indeed need a get-together, so at Ge Xiaolun's suggestion, the group of two cars sped off to Ge Xiaolun's small courtyard in the suburbs.

Here you'll find organic meat, organic vegetables, organic juice, and, oh yes, organic chefs.

"Qilin, your boyfriend is amazing! This tastes so good, I'm tempted to trick him into coming back to Lieyang to be my royal chef."

At the table, Lena took a sip of wheat juice and a bite of a meat skewer evenly sprinkled with spicy powder, a look of enjoyment on her face.

"You dare!" Qi Lin glared at Lena fiercely, then proudly raised her face: "This guy knows so many things. Sometimes I even wonder if he can create clones, otherwise how would he have time to learn so many things?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, love makes people blind." Lena shook her head with a tsk tsk, then, as if suddenly remembering something, lowered her voice and asked, "So, have you thought about what you're going to do in the future?"

"Let's just live with it for now. Anyway, we're only twenty years old, and we have plenty of time ahead of us." Qi Lin shrugged. She had considered this issue before, but for her at the moment, there really wasn't a solution.

Super soldiers can live for a long time. According to the prediction of the Super God Academy, even a mass-produced Divine River Sniper like her could live for more than a thousand years. This is based on the premise that she will not upgrade in the future. Otherwise, she could live even longer.

In comparison, ordinary people turn into dust in less than a hundred years, which is indeed quite poignant.

Qilin and Russell are now facing this very predicament.

Decades later, she was still young and beautiful, while he had grown old and frail.

"Hmm... how about this, you ask Russell for some blood later, and I'll go back to Lieyang and see if I can find a better gene match for him." Lena suggested immediately after considering for less than two seconds.
"Wouldn't this be too much trouble for you?" Qi Lin was somewhat tempted, but her good upbringing made her reluctant to trouble others easily.

She wasn't entirely without plans regarding this matter. In her mind, she intended to accumulate military merits so that she could eventually replace her family members and Russell with ordinary super genes.

"What's the trouble? The Lieyang family is big and powerful, and super genes aren't anything valuable." Lena waved her hand dismissively.

She can't produce those high-tech gadgets, but collecting discarded super genes is a piece of cake. Even if she doesn't have much real power, she is still a god of a civilization.

"Let me think about it some more," Qi Lin said, hesitating.

On the one hand, she was indeed tempted, but on the other hand, she was unwilling to accept favors from others so easily.

"Okay, let me know when you've thought it through." Lena noticed Qi Lin's awkwardness but wasn't in a hurry. She would support Qi Lin no matter what choice she made.

"Here comes the chicken soup!"

Just then, a noise came from the kitchen.

Ge Xiaolun strode out carrying a bowl of fragrant chicken soup.

"Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is here."

This is Cheng Yaowen, who is helping out in the kitchen with Ge Xiaolun.

Gradually, the number of dishes on the table increased at a visible rate. Rui Mengmeng counted them and found that there were more than 30 dishes in total, both hot and cold, almost filling the entire round table.

"Russell said the last dish will be ready soon, let's eat first." Qilin also helped carry a plate of sweet and sour green peppers out of the kitchen.

"Then... let's eat?" Lena swallowed, her eyes shining as she looked at the food on the table. She picked up her chopsticks and tentatively asked.

Every city in China has its own unique dining culture, and she was a little unsure, afraid that she might accidentally break a taboo.

"Eat up! What are you waiting for!" As the host, Ge Xiaolun immediately got to work and put the biggest chicken leg into Lena's bowl: "Come on, Sister Na."

"Eat!" Liu Chuang couldn't resist any longer. He scooped up a thick bowl of white rice and started eating with the dishes.

Seeing this, everyone stopped being polite and started eating.

The girl was a little better; although she was also talking non-stop, at least she paid some attention to her manners.

Ge Xiaolun and Zhao Xin were like livestock, devouring the food like a locust swarm.

"The braised pork knuckle is here!"

Not long after, Russell brought out the last dish and immediately saw several gluttons on the table staring at him, their eyes gleaming with a greenish light:
"Wow! You're all super soldiers now, is this really necessary?"

"As for it!" Liu Chuang nodded heavily, then cried out, "Brother, you have no idea how inhuman life is in the academy. Even when you're in jail, they give you two dishes and a soup. But at the Super God Academy, they only give you beef slices, which have no flavor at all. Your mouth is practically tasteless."

If anyone else had said that, Russell would have scoffed, "Have you ever been in jail before you dare to say that?"

But what Liu Chuang said, Russell believed, is authority.

“Alright,” Russell nodded, then placed the braised pork knuckle on the table with a strange expression and sat down next to Qi Lin: “As per your request, I used two catties of Shaoxing wine to braise this pork knuckle for three hours without adding a drop of water. Try it.”

"I'll take the first bite." Ge Xiaolun defied the objections and took the lead, sticking a piece of pork knuckle into his chopsticks, taking a bite, and his veins bulged. He couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "This knuckle is chewy and flavorful!"

"Really?" Liu Chuang didn't believe it, so he took a bite and showed the exact same expression as Ge Xiaolun: "Mmm! Delicious!"

Then came Ruimengmeng, Qiangwei, Leina, and others, all looking quite pleased.

Russell looked on with a grimace.

The two catties of rice wine had already been boiled down to a paste; who knows what it would taste like? He glanced at it but didn't dare to taste it at all.

He was prepared to eat these pork knuckles for free, but he didn't expect them to enjoy them so much.

Those who don't know better might think that super-theology is some kind of den of wolves and tigers, causing such harm to children.

“Qilin,” Russell squeezed Qilin’s small hand in his palm and said with heartache, “You must have suffered a lot these days.”

“No way.” Qi Lin chuckled as she fed Russell a piece of pork belly. “It’s just regular training, and the intensity isn’t too bad. They’ve just been suppressing themselves for too long, and it’s rare for them to let loose like this.”

A month is neither a long nor a short time.

But for ordinary people like Ge Xiaolun, Zhao Xin, and Rui Mengmeng, who have never experienced high-intensity semi-closed military-style management, the pressure, both mentally and physically, is unprecedented.

Especially from the first day of enrollment, they are instilled with the responsibility of protecting the earth and their motherland.

With heavy responsibilities on their shoulders, slow progress, and formidable enemies nearby, a lack of confidence naturally leads to immense anxiety.

Qi Lin hasn't experienced this situation yet because Russell has been intentionally or unintentionally using his primordial spirit to help her soothe her emotions.

Time passes minute by minute.

We enjoyed dinner quite a bit.

Seeing that no one was willing to leave, they simply lit a campfire on the spot and prepared to have some post-meal digestive activities—a real man 1v1 battle.

The dry wood fueled the burning campfire, which grew increasingly hot and intense, illuminating the faces of the people sitting around it with a bright red glow, and even raising the already chilly night temperature slightly.

"Come on, Master Xin, let's have a one-on-one fight!" Ge Xiaolun pulled out a big stick from behind the wooden house and swung it around with great force.

"Damn it, take this Fearless Charge!" Zhao Xin charged forward without saying a word.

Since it's all unrestrained, the two of them definitely won't use any genetic abilities. It'll be like children fighting, with no rules or strategies involved in their battle.

But nobody cares about these trivial matters anymore; they need to release their stress now.

"Three-Eyed, stop laughing. I need to borrow some of your girlfriend's time."

Just as Russell and Qi Lin were holding hands and being all lovey-dovey, an untimely voice suddenly rang in his ear.

Russell gritted his teeth, raised his head, and stared with dead fish eyes at the monkey munching on a peach in a tree a thousand meters away.

"Did you really have to come at this time?" Russell protested.

“You really can’t blame me this time. It was Old Du who sent me. If you have any fire, go find him and vent it on him.” Sun Wukong betrayed Du Kao without hesitation.

"You bastard... tell me, what do you want to do?"

"Let me, your old grandson, tell you the story in detail..."

……

"Sister Rose, won't you come play with me?"

Beside the campfire, Ruimengmeng brought a piece of roasted sweet potato, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, to Qiangwei's side.

"Thank you," Rose said, taking the sweet potato, tearing off a piece of flesh, and popping it into her mouth. After savoring the unique flavor as it bloomed on her taste buds for a while, she said, "I'm not used to it."

Unlike others, Rose's unique background and special experiences made her keep her heart tightly closed off.

She longs for popularity and excitement, but when those two things actually come close, she feels lost and helpless.

If she had to choose between liveliness and solitude, she would definitely choose the latter. She could stay alone in her room for a whole day, a week, or even a month.

This is a sign of a lack of love.

Whether it's family, love, or friendship, she has never truly left her own heart.

"Then I'll keep you company for a while," Rui Mengmeng said kindly.

"Do not……"

Just as Rose was about to refuse, the earth suddenly shook, causing the entire farmhouse to tremble.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up. They saw a fireball-like object falling from the sky to the ground and then bouncing back up, repeating this motion over and over. Each impact brought a shockwave.

"What is that?" Ge Xiaolun asked, his mouth agape.

"Could it be aliens?" Zhao Xin put down the wooden stick in his hand, lightning gathered on his calves, and he bent his knees, ready to rush out to find out.

Drop drop-

At the same time, messages came through the dark dimension communication of the Super Soldier Corps members; it was a real-time communication from Du Kao.

"Sun Wukong, the Victorious Fighting Buddha, has awakened from mythology and has become ferocious and violent for some unknown reason. Satellites have detected that he has landed near you. You must set off immediately to prevent him from harming the people, and kill him if necessary."

"What?! Who are you saying we're going to fight? Monkey King? Us?" Liu Chuang's eyes widened in disbelief.

Is this something a person can say?
The others also looked at each other in disbelief.

That's the Monkey King, the Monkey King who wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, a legend I've heard since I was a child.

Sending them to kill the Monkey King? Are you kidding me? How can they possibly win?!
Hey! Don't let your personalities cloud your judgment!

Lena clapped her hands and gave a call. As one of the few people who knew the monkey's true identity, she had roughly guessed the ins and outs of the matter and understood that this was a test by Sun Wukong and the higher-ups of China on the Super Soldier Corps' training over the past period. She immediately rallied the troops' morale:
“You must understand that no matter who you are facing, as long as they stand against the country and the people, they are your enemy!”
There are quite a few civilizations in the universe capable of creating super soldiers. If they mass-produced super soldiers according to Chinese mythology and then invaded Earth and China, were you really going to just stand by and do nothing?

"Sister Na is right! No matter who the other side is, as long as the country needs me, I won't hesitate to swing my axe!" Liu Chuang said firmly with a ferocious expression.

If we were to say who has been most successfully rebuilt in spirit during this period, it would undoubtedly be Liu Chuang.

"Then let's give it a try!" Zhao Xin, his fighting spirit roused, took a swig of beer, threw the bottle on the ground, pointed to the sky, and shouted, "How about we set a goal tonight: warm the wine and kill the monkey head!"

"Let's give it a try! My greatsword has been itching for a long time!" Alcohol emboldens even the most cowardly, and although Ge Xiaolun wasn't drunk, he was no longer a coward.

Under Russell's watchful eye, fragments of the black armor were transported through the wormhole and assembled onto the group.

"Let's go!" With a command from Lena, the Super Soldier Corps officially began its operation, rapidly advancing towards Sun Wukong's final landing point.

"Wait for me at home, don't wander off." With a formidable enemy at hand, Qi Lin didn't linger. She grabbed Russell's chin and gave him a hard kiss on the lips before turning away and following the rest of the group without looking back.

This little girl... she doesn't know her own strength when she bites.

Russell touched his swollen lower lip and shook his head.

Come to think of it, he seems to have done something bad without realizing it.

In the original storyline, Sun Wukong, even without any buffs, already inflicted such a crushing defeat on the Super Soldier Squad; imagine how much worse it would be now with the all-around upgrade.

Even with Reina included, Russell still felt it was unlikely.

(End of this chapter)