I said you are all war criminals

If it was a real accident, that would be another matter, but why was he forced to go to America just because it was a dream? Could it be...

I understand.

Ryo's eyes widened.

"I wanted to go to America, so I dreamed about the inexplicable White House explosion, Kita losing contact, and Hongxia going abroad... It was because I wanted to go abroad! Even though I didn't feel like I wanted to go abroad, I must have subconsciously wanted to go to America!"

Yamada Ryo came to this conclusion.

"I, Yamada Ryo, have an American dream!"

Even the simulator was stunned by Liang's extremely reasonable (?) inferences, and hesitated for a moment before continuing to speak.

You are sitting in a window seat on a plane, looking out the window.

[The sky outside the window is boundless, seemingly able to swallow up all anxiety.]

【The plane slowly takes off, you close your eyes.】

【You fell asleep.】

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Chapter 11: The World's Strongest

【Kita floats over Washington.】

[She just flew here at several times the speed of sound, destroying everything around her.]

It felt like playing Grand Theft Auto, but with invincibility turned on and your weapons a hundred times more powerful.

Hakuno clicked the mouse with interest, causing Kita to swing her arm and dive down. The massive blade in her hand sliced through the building, severing it like a reed, while she rushed down to her next target.

At this moment, a bullet came from a distance and the armor bounced the bullet back.

"Ooh, are there new enemies?"

Hakuno manipulated Kita to turn around with interest.

Are they the US military's attack helicopters? Because they can't lock onto a man-sized sword with missiles, are the Americans forced to use helicopters? Or is it simply because helicopters are faster to deploy?

It doesn't matter.

Hakuno held down the W key, causing Kita's sword and helmet to roar as he charged forward.

——No matter how many people come, no matter who they are, Bai Ye has only one goal, to fight, kill, destroy, and grapple, to override everything with violence, to subdue everything with force, and to destroy everything with brute force.

I’m tired of the last construction gameplay, this time I’m going to kill!

【"boom!"】

【The explosion lit up the dark night like day.】

The wreckage of the helicopter trailed thick smoke as it fell like a bird with broken wings, the shattered fuselage drawing desperate arcs in the air.

"Tsk, they really can't help but beat me. Is this the extent of the Americans?" Bai Ye smacked his lips and dragged the mouse again.

On the screen, Kita wielded a massive black blade, effortlessly splitting an AH-64 Apache in half. Hot bullets rained down from all directions, but were deflected by her black armor, crackling like raindrops hitting a metal roof.

[“Warning, Master, a high-speed flying object has been detected, suspected to be a missile.”]

As Hakuno was about to attack the next helicopter, the first Kanesada reminded Kita on screen: "A new attack is coming."

The simulator glowed red as the missile roared in, trailing a long trail of flame as it dove headfirst into Kita's area. A massive burst of flame shot up into the sky, like a miniature sun exploding over Washington. The shockwave swept across everything, shattering the windows of nearby buildings and even raising a cloud of dust from the distant ruins of the White House.

"Oh my god, these Americans are really willing to spend money..." Bai Ye looked at the violently flashing red light on the screen and couldn't help but whistling.

[As the smoke cleared, Kita remained standing firmly in the air, unharmed. Her black armor didn't even have a scratch, as if mocking the unprepared attackers.]

[The sword, forged from the flesh and blood of hundreds of people, is so strong that no weapon can touch it.]

The White House, or rather, what once was, was now nothing but a pile of smoking rubble. Kita hovered in mid-air, her black sword reflecting a cold light in the firelight. Beneath her feet lay a scene of apocalyptic Washington—broken bridges tumbling into the Potomac River, tall buildings shattered as if gnawed by a giant beast, thick smoke obscured the sky, and the air was filled with the acrid smell of gunpowder.

"Wow, this scene looks like it was taken out of "Terminator." Hakuno stared at the screen, his fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard, controlling Kita to rush to the next target - the Pentagon.

"Warning, Master, a high-energy reaction has been detected!" The Shodaime Kanesada's voice suddenly became urgent. "It's a nuclear weapon! They're going to use it!"

Bai Ye was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Haha, nuclear weapons? Are the Americans desperate? They even dare to use such a thing!"

Of course, he didn't care. After all, in the last simulation, the way he acquired other companies was to drop a nuclear bomb on the other company's head office. The only difference was that this time he was the one who got hit by the nuclear bomb.

If you die, just find time to restart. There's nothing to worry about.

"What should we do, Master?" the First Kanesada asked urgently. "According to calculations, if a nuclear weapon were to strike directly, the sword would be half-destroyed. More importantly, Master, you would—"

"Do not worry."

Hakuno leaned closer to the microphone and spoke easily.

I don't know how it changed, but Hakuno's voice turned into Kita's brisk female voice on the light screen.

"Don't be anxious."

"This is a battle to prove that Sword and Hero are the 'strongest'. Failure only proves that we are not the strongest—that's all."

Kita holds the huge blade and assumes the "Flat Blue Eyes" stance.

[This is the stance of attack and defense, the specialty of the sword demon Okita Souji, and also Kita's specialty.]

During her years in the United States, Kita had dabbled in sword techniques from around the world while crafting her helmets. However, among all the various sword techniques, this was the one she excelled in the most—a fact also recorded on the attribute page that Hakuno had seen.

"Kanesada, I haven't told you what my goal is yet, right?"

[Ping Qingyan is a sword stance where the tip of the sword is pointed towards the opponent's left eye.]

[Kita aimed far off into the distance, aiming at the intercontinental missile that was smaller than a speck of dust.]

[It is the ultimate weapon of this era, the theoretical basis for a nation to become a nation, and the cornerstone of world peace.]

[In a sense, what Kita is facing now is the "world" itself.]

"Ever since I was little, I've thought, 'How wonderful it would be to be the strongest in the world.'"

Hakuno said into the microphone.

Everyone probably has this idea.

"I want to be the strongest in the world!"

However, many people will give up this idea.

Because it's ridiculous.

Because it's ridiculous.

Because it's too impossible.

Because it's so meaningless.

How strong can the so-called “strongest” be?

Ever won a pistol?

Winning a pistol does not necessarily mean winning a machine gun, and winning a machine gun does not necessarily mean winning a tank, let alone a fighter jet, aircraft carrier, submarine, or even a nuclear bomb.

Can the strongest person in the world defeat these things?

——Why can’t I win?

"I want to become the strongest of the strongest, unrivaled in the world, unrivaled in the universe, the embodiment of martial arts, with no rivals in heaven or earth!"

Looking at the intercontinental missiles whizzing towards him at more than ten times the speed of sound, Hakuno's voice became more cheerful.

On the contrary, even though he said the same words, Kita on the screen did not look happy. Instead, he looked very serious, as if he had poured all his body and soul into this knife.

"I want to be the strongest!"

"Stronger than a gun!"

"Stronger than a tank!"

"Stronger than an aircraft carrier!"

"More powerful than a nuclear bomb!"

"Be stronger than the country!"

"If I meet a god, I will kill him. If I meet a demon, I will kill him. If I meet a human, I will kill them. Nothing is left unslain!"

As Kita recited the oath, the First Kanesada roared violently, rising from the ground like a pitch-black meteor.

Chapter 12: Liang's Experience

You landed at the southernmost airport in the United States.

You originally wanted to fly directly to Washington, but it seems that because of the terrorist attacks, all flights to Washington have to stop in other states.

You searched the internet for related information, but all you found were nonsense stories like "aliens attacking Washington."

You found a car rental company, picked a reliable SUV, and prepared to embark on this unknown journey.

Even though you don't have a driver's license.

Before setting off, you carefully inspected the vehicle, ensuring the gas tank was full, the spare tire was intact, and the navigation system was up to date.

With the roar of the engine, you drove out of the city and headed north along the highway.

As we approached Washington, the number of vehicles on the road became smaller.

You start noticing roadside signs that say "State of Emergency in Washington, D.C."

[Although you feel a little uneasy, you still decide to move forward, because you know that some things can only be believed by seeing them with your own eyes.]

You see the wreckage of the crashed plane.

You see the tank cut in two.

You see the abandoned police car, its windows shattered and its lights flashing meaninglessly.

You notice a black silhouette on the ground. It's a human figure vaporized by the high temperature.

Your heart races, your palms start to sweat, but you don't stop.

You continue along this desolate road, the silence around you unsettling, the only sound echoing in your ears is the scraping of your SUV's tires against the ground.

Soon, you see smoke in the distance, forming an ominous haze across the sky.

You drive towards the haze.

As the distance shortened, the smoke grew thicker, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of burning.

The steel jungle is crumbling, and this city, the heart of America, seems to have stopped beating.

You slow down, trying to make out the scene ahead in the thick smoke.

Through the smoke, you can vaguely see the outlines of buildings in the distance. They lie on the ground, broken and shattered.

You continue driving, passing through one abandoned street after another. The surrounding scenery reminds you of a scene from a doomsday movie.

You see an abandoned newspaper with the headline "Alien Invasion, Government Lost" on the front page.

You begin to wonder if all this is really related to aliens.

You decide to look for survivors, hoping to get some truth from them.

[You carefully made your way through the ruins when you suddenly heard a faint cry for help.]

You follow the sound and find a little girl trapped under a collapsed building, her eyes filled with fear.

You didn't hesitate and immediately started trying to rescue her.

【After some effort, you finally rescued her from the rubble. 】

She clutches your hand tightly, her voice trembling as she says, "Sister... Sister, I'm scared..."

You comfort her and ask her what happened.

She told you that the attack was sudden, that a UFO appeared in the sky, and that chaos ensued.

She heard gunfire, artillery fire, and explosions.