Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 226 Thinking about retiring…

Lu Gu vanished from the spot in a flash.

Before this sudden change could cause a stir among the surrounding crowd, it flashed again and reappeared.

Hearing his apprentice's question, Lü Gu didn't say much.

With a simple flip of his hand, a rather large drone painted in sky camouflage appeared in his palm and was held aloft.

"Nothing, I just felt someone was watching me, so I went to investigate."

With that, he pushed the drone, weighing several hundred pounds, onto the deck of a nearby ship as lightly as a falling leaf.

"Bang~"

The sound of metal clashing brought several fleet officers in military uniforms back to their senses.

With a whoosh, a group of elderly people with gray hair and upright posture quickly surrounded them.

Looking at the large drone lying on the ground with a clear palm print dented on its nose, I fell silent.

However, the people in charge of technical positions quickly squatted down, inspected for a while, and then reported in a low voice:
"Reporting to the commander, it is indeed the new United States, with the latest spy infiltrating the drone."

"The only damage is the dent near the lens, it looks like... it looks like this expert pinched it, causing a short circuit."

Upon hearing this report, several high-ranking elderly officials exchanged shocked glances.

As military personnel, these individuals were also aware of the latest equipment intelligence from various international sources.

If I'm not mistaken, the United States' latest small-batch deployment of the "Eagle" series spy drones can remain airborne at an altitude of over 20,000 meters for extended periods...

"This……"

Fortunately, having experienced enough shocking events throughout the day, he managed to regain his composure and quickly calmed down.

Wasn't it just that he spotted a spy drone thousands of meters in the air, undetected by radar, with the naked eye?

Not surprising, not surprising.

After calming himself down for a while, he took over as the commander-in-chief of the fleet. He was an old man with gray hair and beard and a dark face with obvious marks of the sea and sun.

He strode directly toward the two figures who had already stood up and come to the ship's railing with their apprentice.

Stop and stand still a few steps in front of you.

Seeing that the two had turned to look at him, he adjusted his breathing, tried to calm his tone, and said earnestly.

"Master Wuweizi! Thank you for helping our army eliminate foreign spy drones!"

After saying that, he snapped to attention and gave a perfect military salute.

Lu Gu accepted this calmly.

I just threw that drone out with the intention of handing it over to these people.

Although he didn't know much about technology, Lü Gu looked to the side.

The technicians, their expressions brimming with excitement, disassembled the so-called stealth spy drone, revealing its immense potential use to them.

At least we speak the same language. Although many things have changed since the time travel, we are still one of our own.

Lu Gu was happy to lend a hand whenever he could.

So he didn't put on airs, and responded with a smile and a gentle tone.

"Don't worry about it. Since it's useful to you, just take it."

Meanwhile, in the eyes of a group of elderly men in their fifties who had spent their lives in the military, this was a different story.

The Taoist priest in front of me, with his flowing robes, white hair, and youthful face, exuded an otherworldly aura, as if he were a Taoist ethereal being, detached from the mortal realm.

When he spoke at this moment, there seemed to be a hint of melancholy, as if he were seeing an old friend again.

Several seasoned and shrewd men, who had lived most of their lives, exchanged cryptic glances.

They couldn't help but wonder what this seemingly young but white-haired cultivator in front of them was, and how long he had lived.

Perhaps he was recalling something from long ago, which is why he spoke with such emotion.

In the eyes of these terrestrial immortals who have witnessed the passing of generations and the changes of time, we are probably just juniors.

Judging from his tone just now, it seemed like he was an elder in the clan who had casually caught an annoying dragonfly.

A mischievous child nearby came over and watched with delight, then chuckled and played with the other child as if in a game.

I've thought these things through in my mind.

After they and the other people around them, who were also watching the conversation and had their own thoughts, made the same assumptions.

The awe and even fear that had filled his heart subsided slightly.

There is even a subtle shift from awe of unparalleled power to respect for elders and ancestors.

However, Lü Gu didn't pay much attention to the subtle changes in the eyes of the people around him.

His gaze had already shifted to the official superhumans who had lowered the side ropes and were lining up to disembark.

With his current eyesight, he could clearly see the chaotic port of Yinghua Kingdom not far away.

The area had been cleared by the troops who had just landed on the landing craft and quickly disembarked, and now it was lined up in neat rows of squads.

The group of supernatural beings who are about to arrive are also being systematically integrated into the group.

It appears to have been organized into small teams composed of military soldiers and special agents from the Special Operations Bureau.

It seems they intend to break up the operation into smaller, more manageable units and search for survivors deep within the city.

After all, most of the cities in Yinghua Kingdom have lost contact with the outside world.

The few cities that can still maintain communication and send out distress calls are either inland or scattered islands in the surrounding sea.

In order to completely rescue all the trapped citizens, it is only natural to focus the search on these port cities and tourist attractions.

The fleet was very efficient; in a short time, most of the hundreds of Special Operations Bureau agents, armed with various weapons, had already gone down.

In the corner of Lu Gu's line of sight, he also saw a familiar yellow figure at the very end of the queue.

He was furtively waving at his foolish apprentice beside him, glancing in his direction every now and then with a cowardly air about him.

Yang Ping, it's definitely this kid.

Lu Gu was all too familiar with that silly face. He had gone to the desert to plant trees a while ago, and the other side of the tree would die eight times a day. He was tired of seeing it.

Finally, the camera switched to the hospital and showed someone being repeatedly shocked with a stun gun, their face blurred.

Only after a minute of life-restoring potion effect, and the patient was saved, did the constant barrage of death messages stop.

However, seeing the kid's cowardly behavior of running to a friend's house but being afraid of his parents, Lü Gu found it somewhat amusing.

He then turned his head and looked at his young apprentice, who was standing upright and respectfully to the side, and nodded slightly.

"Go then. I haven't been here for a long time, so I came along to see the scenery of this world now."

As he spoke, he did feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex feeling of mixed emotions, including admiration and awe) as he looked at the city lights and shadows before him, which were not much different from those in his previous life.

"Later, you'll be going to wander around. You don't need to stay by my side all the time; just go about your own business..."

Meanwhile, Li Qingfeng, who was specially invited to accompany the ship as one of the most outstanding individuals in the Special Operations Bureau, was on board.

Those who came specifically to slay demons, hone their skills, and gain experience naturally wouldn't refuse. After bowing solemnly, they rose to take their leave.

"Disciple retire!"

"Hmm~"

After receiving Lü Gu's nod of approval, Li Qingfeng no longer hesitated.

He twisted his body, leaped out, and landed on the ship's bow railing, spanning several meters.

He then slightly bent his legs, and wisps of wind, visible to the naked eye, instantly arose from his body, swirling and circling around him.

next moment,
"boom--!"

A slight tremor followed, like the whooshing sound of a heavy object tearing through the air.

Li Qingfeng's figure instantly leaped into the air, whistling as he transformed into a black dot in mid-air, rapidly flying towards the shore.

In the blink of an eye, the figure had already crossed hundreds of meters of sea surface and reached the empty port.

Then, his body, which had turned into a blur, landed instantly. As his knees bent slightly, the wind swirling around him quietly dispersed, blowing a small amount of dust in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, Li Qingfeng, looking completely unperturbed, was watched by hundreds of squads with varying expressions.

He strode directly toward Yang Ping, who was wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe and had just disembarked from the boat not far away.

"Fellow Daoist Li, that move of yours was so cool!"

Seeing the figure approaching, it was Yang Ping, still sporting his short hair and loose Taoist robe. Before the boat had even come to a complete stop, he hopped ashore and went to greet him, uttering a sigh of envy.

"What a pity, I'm still a little short of breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage. Only then can I barely use some flight techniques and lightness-based talismanic spells."

The two had already realized their different cultivation methods from the very beginning.

In the very beginning, the methods left behind by Yang Ping's old Taoist master, which were based on subduing demons, accumulating merit, and improving magical power, were quite unconventional.

This is why he found it extremely difficult to make any progress in his initial cultivation.

Fortunately, with the subsequent revival of spiritual energy and the increase in demons, cultivation became increasingly rapid.

Unfortunately, it was damaged too badly in the recent Hundred Kings Tomb. Its internal organs were shattered, the number of bones almost doubled, and its blood vessels were filled with rainwater, so much so that the water flowing out was almost no longer red.

It took a long time to save him, and he had to stay in the hospital for a while. It was truly a medical miracle.

If it weren't for his unusual status, he wouldn't have been forced to stay and be studied by those shocked and excited doctors.

As a result, his progress was slowed down considerably. Even though the domestic community of supernatural beings was unusually calm afterward, and he worked overtime to cultivate, he only barely reached the tenth level of Qi Refining.

Now that we've arrived at this day of departure, we're still a little short of what's required.

"Tsk~ But I was still too careless. If I had prepared more talismans, I wouldn't have been beaten so badly..."

As he spoke, he patted regretfully the bulging red cloth bag at his waist.

However, as if he had just thought of something, his expression brightened up again in an instant.

"But don't worry, I've come fully prepared this time! Giving you some help won't be a problem~"

Looking at Fellow Daoist Yang in front of him, who was now sporting that signature wide grin, Li Qingfeng couldn't help but shake his head, his eyes filled with helplessness.

"I know your strength very well, so there's no need to underestimate yourself."

He then turned around and walked away.

"Alright, let's hurry up. Our teams are already divided, don't waste any more time..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Ping smiled and quickly followed.

On the cleared land, where the troops had taken their places, everyone had already been assigned their directions.

A tense, heavily armed military unit was waiting for the two of them.

"Okay, let's go..."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"..."

……

Meanwhile, on the ship's side...

After his apprentice left, Lü Gu was itching to go to the city and show off.

Seeing that everyone around him was tense and had a taut face, and no one was saying a word, he stopped caring and simply waved his hand.

In a similar fashion, a large cloud of fog and light effects rose up, obscuring the view.

A few breaths later, the pavilion that had been built in the center of the ship's side was completely dismantled.

Accompanied by a series of tiny thumping sounds, it flew into the body and appeared in the backpack compartment.

After doing all this, Lü Gu waved his hand, and the dripping leaves planted on the ground separated with a bang and quickly shrank back into his palm.

With a flick of the wrist, it vanished.

He didn't say much after that, but nodded slightly to the captain of the nearest warship.

Without any visible movement, his figure blurred instantly and leaped into the air.

Then, in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a streak of rainbow light and disappeared in the direction of the city.

"..."

The crowd stared in disbelief, looking up.

Everything was happening so fast that only a faint afterimage of light remained in the pupil.

After the figure had completely disappeared from sight for a while, the once quiet ship deck was suddenly broken by someone letting out a long sigh.

"call--…"

And this seemed to trigger a chain reaction, with a chorus of sighs of relief coming one after another.

Some people who were too unbalanced in their studies or too weak in physical conditioning even leaned against the railing when their nerves suddenly relaxed.

At this moment, everyone shared the feeling that it was as if a huge mountain hanging in their hearts had suddenly been removed, and the pressure was instantly relieved.

A tall man in a black Special Operations Bureau uniform, closest to the ship's railing, gazed at the sky where the ship had disappeared into the distance, and sighed with a wry smile:
"Is this the kind of master who can survive an entire period of spiritual annihilation?"

Even though the other party acted so friendly, the oppressive aura they exuded made me feel a little suffocated...

Although no one responded to these words, everyone silently agreed with them.

The other person always had a slight smile on their lips, was very approachable, and never reprimanded or drove anyone away.

But just by standing there, he exuded an aura that seemed to belong to another world.

The contrast between that plain-colored Taoist robe, which moved slowly and without wind, and the fact that it fluttered gently, gave one an intuitive sense of the fundamental difference between them.

However, after a while, everyone relaxed and the pressure subsided, followed by a surge of joy and subtle excitement.

Putting everything else aside, this incident was actually not safe at all.

Even without witnessing it firsthand, the shocking intelligence reports about the Yinghua Kingdom were enough to horrify anyone.

Especially that enormous flying monster, which was almost as big as a building.

If it were to actually appear and crash into us, even without any supernatural abilities, it would be enough to capsize the ship.

Many officers and soldiers had already signed their wills before this trip, and it was a routine departure in accordance with military combat standards.

Legend has it that a peerless expert, who single-handedly resolved the S-level perilous Tomb of Hundred Kings and was hailed by many as the Immortal of Non-Action, suddenly boarded the ship.

Although it may make some people feel uncomfortable and put a lot of psychological pressure on them, the safety aspect has been greatly enhanced.

Then, excluding junior officers and soldiers who held these ideas.

Standing on the deck, the team's senior officers, gathered together, were thinking even more deeply.

The drone on the ground, which the other party had casually captured, had clearly filmed their attack.

Think for a second.

The warship captain, with his radiant face and ruddy complexion, could only imagine the absolute unease in the United States at that moment.

They must all be terrified, spilling coffee all over their pants.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Several old men who had similar thoughts exchanged glances and burst into laughter.

Looking around, the Special Operations Bureau agents and soldiers remaining on the ship were completely bewildered.

……

at this time.

dozens of kilometers away.

Another port is separated by a landmass protrusion.

Some distance from the shore, it was anchored in deep water aboard a federal warship flying the bald eagle flag.

With a full head of white hair, dented under the weight of a captain's hat, and a livid face, the old man in charge, sitting behind his desk, was extremely depressed.

Having experienced the bizarre scene in the monitoring room not long ago, he was restless and went straight back to his office.

I'm going to grab a cup of coffee to calm my nerves and maybe go online to find out what these legendary immortals from the Land of Sin really are.

Half an hour later...

He didn't drink a drop of coffee from the cup he was holding to his lips. After the screen went out, his own old face, full of deep wrinkles, was reflected in the background.

He didn't know how much of the information he had just seen was true and how much was false.

But he knew that he seemed to have offended a foreign version of "God".

I'm quietly breaking down and thinking about retirement...

(End of this chapter)