At the same time, traveling through time, starting from subverting the war at the top

Chapter 222 Beautiful Country, Behemoth
Wugensheng was originally a man-made immortal in the mortal world.

However, an accident occurred during the creation of Feng Baobao, which led to her current physical disability.

There is a wonder inside the Tower of Babel today.

Each floor inside the tower is engraved with various cultivation techniques derived by Lin Mo.

The higher you go, the more profound the techniques become.

Many of them come from the world of cultivation, the true methods of cultivation.

Aside from those quick-to-master demonic arts, even after Lin Mo localized those cultivation methods, their profound mysteries were beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Therefore, it is common to see those big shots who are famous in the world of supernatural beings standing below the stone wall, scratching their heads and racking their brains.

At this moment, the incredibly clever Feng Baobao, with her hands in her pockets and humming a little tune, walked over, took a few glances, and then said, "Simple."

Those big shots were itching to tear Feng Baobao apart. If they weren't inside the Tower of Babel, they would have already taken action against this annoying guy.

Lin Mo saw it a few times and just found it interesting.

Even he couldn't tell whether Feng Baobao truly thought it was simple or was just talking nonsense.

However, he has basically achieved his goal this time.

I feel like I could take that final step at any moment.

I'm also curious to see how far Feng Baobao can go if we just let her develop like this.

Beautiful Country.

Behemoth headquarters building.

A middle-aged white man, dressed in a well-tailored suit and sporting a neat blond slicked-back hairstyle, hung up the phone.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the night view of America, he wore a spirited smile.

The blond man was Ron, a director of Behemoth Corporation.

"Ron, is that guy's story really believable?" A man wearing glasses walked over and asked.

Ron laughed, "He's just an old dog consumed by hatred. Don't worry, I've already had the beagle check it out, and the information is basically true."

The bespectacled man frowned and said, "According to Wang Ai, the island master of this nameless immortal island is even stronger than the one from Longhu Mountain. Can the superhumans in the company really deal with him?"

"If this operation succeeds, my family's and my influence in the company will greatly increase, and we may even be able to completely control the board of directors. Therefore, this operation can only succeed; failure is not an option. If necessary, I will directly deploy military forces," Ron said confidently.

Ron smiled.

Even if a superhuman is incredibly skilled in combat, can he possibly defeat missiles and cannons?

In the ancient era of cold weapons, extraordinary beings roamed the world, and powerful figures like the Old Celestial Master looked down upon the world and were regarded as terrestrial immortals.

But now we live in a world of modern technology.

In fact, since the widespread use of firearms, the strength of superhumans has been greatly weakened. An ordinary person with a pistol can kill a superhuman. Dozens of well-equipped elite soldiers can corner a top-tier superhuman. No matter how powerful a superhuman is, they appear so insignificant in the face of modern military forces.

The power of modern technology and military might far exceeds anyone's imagination. With the development of technology, many supernatural abilities have lost their meaning and have been eliminated by the times.

For example, the Yin-Yang paper that could transmit messages over thousands of miles is nothing compared to modern communication devices.

The Tang Clan's ultimate technique, "One Shot, A Thousand Strikes," is so powerful that even a Tang Clan disciple might never be able to master it in their entire life. However, an ordinary person could do it even better simply by wielding a Gatling gun.

No matter how powerful ordinary superhumans are, most of them lack sufficient life cultivation and are ultimately just mortals, easily taken down by a single large-caliber rifle bullet. In fact, many superhumans couldn't even withstand the Mauser C96 pistol used by Wu Gensheng during World War II. The Tang Clan's group were all elites among elites, yet their black-tipped armor couldn't withstand the rifles used by the Japanese soldiers at that time, let alone modern firearms.

Even the most powerful celestial master couldn't withstand a missile strike. Not to mention the nuclear weapons of a superpower capable of suppressing the stars.

Therefore, whether it is the Quanxing, the Ten Elders, or other powerful figures from various countries, none of them have ever attempted to challenge a nation, especially a major power in the world.

The stronger a power is, the more it knows how to respect the world's great powers.

This is why Wang Ai didn't dare utter a single word when facing the company.

An unnamed fairy island.

"I thought you weren't coming back." Lin Mo said with a smile as he looked at Zhang Chulan, who had returned to the island.

“You wouldn’t do that, kid,” Zhang Chulan replied with a smile.

Lin Mo glanced at Zhang Chulan and suddenly asked, "What, is the company still unwilling to take action against me?"

"Huh? What company?" Zhang Chulan feigned ignorance and asked. "I delivered the things to the Wang family on behalf of the island lord and came back immediately. I didn't go to Na Du Tong Company. I don't know what's going on there."

"If you go alone, won't that old dog Wang Ai skin you alive?" Lin Mo laughed.

Seeing that Lin Mo had seen through him, Zhang Chulan simply stopped pretending and said, "I went to the Wang family with Huang Boren, a director of the company. Wang Ai strongly demanded that the company take action to wipe out the nameless immortal island, but in the end the company did not agree."

"At least so far, I haven't attacked any ordinary people, nor have I violated the ironclad rules of the supernatural world. The company also has no reason to take action against me," Lin Mo nodded and said.

At this point, Zhang Chulan finally understood why Lin Mo had asked him to deliver the items.

In Zhang Chulan's view, Lin Mo had intended to use him from the very beginning to test the company's intentions toward the Nameless Immortal Island.

Zhang Chulan said, "Is the island master so confident that the company won't take action against you? You should know that although you haven't attacked ordinary people, your actions have seriously affected the balance and stability of the domestic supernatural community. And based on my understanding of the company, stability is what they value most. Aren't you afraid at all?"

If Lin Mo were truly afraid, he wouldn't have let Zhang Chulan leave. Lin Mo had no intention of testing the company whatsoever.

"The affairs of the superhuman world are to be resolved by the superhumans themselves. Therefore, even if the company really wants to deal with me, it can only use its own superhumans, or rely on the Ten Elders, or the power of the superhuman world. You know my strength; no one in this world can deal with me."

Lin Mo glanced at Zhang Chulan, then got up and left.

Watching Lin Mo's departing figure, Zhang Chulan shouted, "Aren't you afraid? What if the company uses modern military force?!"

"No matter how strong you are, can you really defeat airplanes and missiles?!"

Hearing the questions behind him, Lin Mo did not stop. He slowly spoke.

"Zhang Chulan, you know nothing about power."

Lin Mo raised his head, looked at the distant sea, and smiled slightly.

(End of this chapter)