The tyrannical father was so intimidated when his own daughter was found during the raid.

A sudden change occurred.

With Su Yaoyao's palm as the center, visible transparent ripples spread through the air.

At that moment, space seemed to transform into a bottomless, enormous black hole.

Those ten powerful cannons covered with black moisture-proof tarpaulins were the first batch of targets.

Each cannon weighs over a thousand pounds, and it takes dozens of strong men to move it even slightly.

But for Su Yaoyao, weight was not a problem at all.

She simply waved her hand forward casually.

With a soft "whoosh" sound.

The ten super-sized Xuan Tie cannons vanished into thin air.

Only ten deep tire tracks remain on the ground, proving that they once existed.

Su Zhen and Ye Honglian, who were standing behind, couldn't help but raise their eyebrows slightly.

Although I already knew that my daughter had amazing abilities, the visual impact of seeing such a huge lump of iron disappear in an instant was still very strong.

Su Jin chuckled softly, a look of keen interest flashing in his eyes.

"Yaoyao, your pockets can hold more than a glutton's belly."

He walked slowly forward and kicked the tire tracks on the ground.

"The Regent probably thought these things were as heavy as Mount Tai and could never be stolen quietly."

Su Yaoyao turned her head, her eyes gleaming with a greedy green light.

"Stealing? How can you call it stealing when it's something a scholar does? We call it the rational redistribution of resources."

She turned around and looked at the mountains of military supplies piled up all around her.

As a qualified interstellar worker, Su Yaoyao has always adhered to a fine traditional principle.

That is: since we've come all this way, we absolutely cannot leave empty-handed.

She strode through the piles of supplies as if she were strolling in her own backyard.

There were tens of thousands of neatly bundled steel arrows.

With a wave of her hand, Su Yaoyao's arrow vanished instantly.

The cast iron shields were piled up like small mountains, heavy and sturdy.

Su Yaoyao walked over, and with a thought, Shield Mountain was instantly swallowed up by space.

The core objective was the black powder used to fire artillery.

Hundreds of large wooden barrels were neatly stacked in the corner, filled with purified high-grade explosives.

Su Yaoyao didn't even blink before starting the group collection mode.

All the gunpowder barrels were instantly sucked into the space and neatly stacked in her military-grade area.

"Great, now we have the ammunition to build Gatling guns."

Su Yaoyao smiled from ear to ear, her hands moving faster and faster.

The guards' spare heavy armor lying around? Take it.

Take away all the spare rifle heads piled up on the troop carriers.

Su Yaoyao wouldn't let go of anything that was made of metal and could be thrown into a steel furnace for remelting.

The entire artillery battalion and supply depot are being completely emptied at an alarming rate.

In less than half an incense stick's time.

The once crammed military camp was cleaner than a face.

Even the wooden crates used to store supplies were casually put into Su Yaoyao's storage as firewood.

Su Yaoyao patted the dust off her hands, feeling very satisfied with the joy of buying something for free.

She looked down and saw an enemy guard lying fast asleep at her feet.

Beside the guard was a bronze brazier.

The smokeless charcoal in the basin was burning quietly, emitting warmth and providing heat for the guards.

Su Yaoyao hesitated for half a second.

Then, without any hesitation, she reached out and put the pot and charcoal into her spatial storage.

"Bronze is still copper. Wasting it is shameful, while diligence and thrift are virtues."

The guard, deprived of its heat source, shivered in its sleep and curled itself up even tighter.

Su Zhen watched his daughter's actions from the side and nodded in appreciation.

"Well done! We'll take advantage of any opportunity to benefit from what we have – that's the Su family's tradition."

The procurement task was successfully completed.

The family of four turned around and began to retreat along the same route.

They moved nimbly between the enemy camp's tents, like four dark shadows.

Just as they were passing by the outer perimeter of the central command tent.

A night breeze blew by, bringing with it an extremely rich aroma of roasted meat.

Su Yaoyao's steps suddenly stopped.

She sniffed hard, looking around like a puppy that had smelled a bone.

"What smells so good?"

Following the scent, she peered into the front of the central command tent.

Above a bonfire that was almost extinguished, a sturdy iron grill was placed.

On the grill, half a golden-brown roasted pig is skewered.

The pork skin was roasted until crispy and cracked, and the glistening fat slowly dripped down the grain.

The grease dripped onto the charcoal fire below, making an enticing sizzling sound.

Combined with the unique spices from the Western Regions of the Great Yan Kingdom, the aroma was an irresistible temptation in the dead of night.

Su Yaoyao swallowed a huge mouthful of saliva.

She had been busy for most of the night, doing mostly physical labor, and her stomach was growling with hunger.

Su Yaoyao's eyes widened as she stared at the sizzling, oily roasted pig.

Su Zhen noticed his daughter's unusual behavior and followed her gaze.

The tyrant of the Great Abyss has no idea how to write the word "politeness".

Without saying a word, he strode out of the shadows.

The guards outside the central command tent had long since fallen into a deep sleep under Ye Honglian's drug.

Su Zhen walked to the campfire, not even glancing at the guards.

He gripped the thick iron rod that pierced through flesh with both hands and exerted force with both arms.

Along with the half-roasted pig, and the heavy pure iron grill below.

Su Zhen hoisted the entire barbecue equipment onto his broad shoulders.

He turned his head and gave Su Yaoyao a domineering smile.

"Come on! Take it back for your midnight snack!"

Su Yaoyao's eyes lit up, and she immediately gave her father two thumbs up.

Ye Honglian shook her head helplessly, but her eyes were full of smiles.

Su Jin thoughtfully took a pure silver meat cleaver from the table next to him and put it in his sleeve.

A family of four, carrying half a roasted pig, melted into the night with complete satisfaction.

Only an empty supply camp remained.

And the 100,000 enemy troops of the Great Yan, who were completely unaware that their resources had been emptied.

Time flows quietly.

The long night finally ended, and the east began to lighten with the first light of dawn.

The next morning, the thick fog that had enveloped the camp began to slowly dissipate under the rising sun.

Inside the central command tent.

The Regent of Great Yan awoke from a sweet dream.

He stretched and felt refreshed and full of energy.

Last night he dreamt that the headquarters of the Divine Sect was reduced to ashes in the flames of war, and Ye Honglian knelt at his feet, pleading bitterly.

This wonderful dream kept him in an extremely excited mood from early morning.

The regent suddenly stood up and loudly called for his attendants.

Several guards immediately carried in armor and toiletries.

The regent washed his face and allowed his personal guards to put a dazzling set of golden armor on him.

His golden armor gleamed in the morning light, making him appear like a god descended to earth, arrogant and unparalleled.

He strode out of the tent and took a deep breath of the cool morning air.

Today is destined to be a day that will be recorded in the history of the Great Yan Kingdom.

It will also be the day when he, as regent, commands respect throughout the world.

He drew the jewel-encrusted, sharp sword from his waist.

The blade gleamed with a dazzling, cold light in the sunlight.

The regent turned around and pointed the tip of his sword directly at the supply and artillery camps.

He couldn't wait to witness the spectacular sight of those ten mighty cannons unleashing their power.

He strode forward, leading a group of equally excited generals, and headed aggressively toward the artillery battalion.

He wanted to be under the watchful eyes of all his soldiers.

He personally issued that command that was enough to shake the world—

fire!