The Reversal of Heaven Begins with The Smiling, Proud Wanderer

Huge shells, trailing sharp, piercing whistles, ripped through the sky, raining down on Lin Mu's location like a meteor shower.

Each of these heavy artillery shells was powerful enough to completely raze a sturdy fortress to the ground; such a dense salvo was enough to tear the earth apart and destroy a city.

Faced with this storm of large-caliber naval guns that would terrify any army, Lin Mu simply raised his eyes indifferently and looked towards the direction of the river and sea.

He raised his hand again.

"One finger confines the world!"

This move is powerful enough to reach the level of a beginner-level martial art. Its mystery lies in its ability to form an energy cage that can seal off space and trap and kill all things.

A golden finger force, thicker and more solid than the previous "Half Finger Shakes Heaven and Earth," containing both the meaning of confinement and destruction, shot out from the finger and grew larger as it faced the wind!

In an instant, the finger force seemed to transform into a giant pillar supporting the heavens and the earth, or like the shackles that bound gods in mythology, stretching across the sky!

The heavy artillery shells that came hurtling towards the force collided with this immense and unparalleled torrent of finger power, like eggs hitting a rock. They didn't even make physical contact before they detonated on their own in the terrifying energy field of the distorted space surrounding the finger power, turning into expanding fireballs and scorching fragments shooting in all directions. The roar was deafening, but it couldn't shake the finger power in the slightest!

The golden finger force continued its momentum unabated, like a torrent of judgment, sweeping straight toward the largest cruiser on the river.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion sounded.

The cruiser's thick armor was like paper in front of the golden finger force, easily torn apart.

The internal ammunition depot was instantly detonated, a huge fireball billowing into the sky amidst thick smoke, and the massive hull emitted a sickening metallic twisting sound before quickly breaking in two and sinking to the bottom of the murky river.

The torrent of force continued unabated, bursting forward with unparalleled force, parting the river and creating towering waves wherever it passed.

1.7 Lin Mu piloted the Sky Shuttle, transforming into a streak of light as he flew to the sea surface between the Huangpu River and the Wusongkou. He stood in mid-air, his black robe fluttering in the sea breeze.

He looked down at the warships of the great powers below and gave them a "V" sign.

However, at this moment, this gesture represents not victory, but ultimate destruction.

"Two fingers shatter mountains and rivers!"

Compared to one finger, the destructive power of these two fingers increases exponentially, containing the terrifying power to dismantle the geographical structure of mountains and rivers.

Giant golden index and middle fingers rapidly condensed in the sky, like the two fingers of a god joined together, plunging diagonally downwards.

Wherever the fingertip points, the void twists and the laws of nature wail!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

One after another, violent explosions rang out, one after another.

One warship after another, whether massive cruisers or agile destroyers, were all rendered indistinguishable before this terrifying finger force.

They were easily torn to pieces.

The steel behemoth was wantonly destroyed like a child's building block toy.

The river was stained red with fuel and blood, and raging fires burned on the sea. Countless wrecks and debris floated everywhere, creating a scene of apocalypse.

The once invincible fleets of the great powers, which relied on their superior ships and cannons to swagger around China's doorstep, were reduced to a floating, burning graveyard of wreckage in just one minute.

Before most of the sailors and officers could figure out what was happening, they were instantly killed by the terrifying energy that penetrated the ship's hull and ignored its defenses, or perished at the bottom of the river along with the rapidly sinking wreckage.

A few soldiers who were lucky enough not to be killed immediately were thrown into the icy river by the violent explosion. They struggled and screamed amidst the oil slick and flames. As they looked at the black-robed figure standing tall in the sky like an ancient demon god, all that remained in their eyes was the most primal fear and despair.

Chapter 128: The Southern Heavenly Gate Plan

Three days later, in Kyoto.

The first light of dawn could not dispel the atmosphere of both desolation and rebirth that permeated the city.

Seventy-two hours have passed since the battle in Shanghai, but the enormous waves it triggered are only now beginning to show their true effects.

Lin Mu single-handedly annihilated the fleets of various nations, swept through the concessions, and returned the humiliation accumulated over a century in a single night. This was tantamount to declaring war on all the great powers of the time.

However, the anticipated storm did not arrive immediately.

Instead, the world fell into an eerie silence.

Western newspapers and state media were unusually silent, offering no vehement editorials or righteous condemnations.

Instead, telegrams were sent urgently to China through the highest-level diplomatic channels.

The content was not an ultimatum, but rather a plea for peace and an apology.

The leaders of the G8, who participated in the looting of Kyoto, issued humble statements almost simultaneously, all expressing their "sincere apologies" under the guise of "deep reflection on historical actions" and promising to pay huge war reparations to rebuild the Chinese nation.

Batch after batch of national treasures that were looted overseas are being carefully packed and swiftly transported back to China by special ships and planes.

The Japanese, who were fighting fiercely in the three northeastern provinces, announced their unconditional surrender and withdrew from the Northeast after receiving the battle report from Shanghai, abandoning their support for the puppet state of Manchukuo.

Inside the Forbidden City, a young intelligence officer, unable to contain his excitement, presented a stack of telegrams to Lin Mu, who stood with his hands behind his back by the window: "General, they're scared. They've admitted their mistakes. We're winning back our dignity!"

Lin Mu did not turn around; his gaze pierced through the window lattice and landed on the dilapidated city walls that were faintly visible in the distance.

Those are scars left by the flames of war in the past.

His voice was as cold as ice:

"They didn't realize they were wrong; they knew they were going to die."

"Dignity is only on the edge of the sword, and truth is only within the range of the cannon!"

Lin Mu slowly turned around, ignoring the apology statements.

He knew without even investigating that countries were now accelerating their research into weapons and supernatural powers.

compensation?

That's nothing more than a ransom to buy time.

These people are definitely collecting their own data and studying the methods of the other party.

"If you don't kill the snake, it will surely bite you back."

Lin Mu's eyes were sharp as knives: "Superficial peace is the most dangerous form of anesthesia. Since we have chosen to start a war, the only way is to completely crush all their illusions and military power, so that they will never have a chance to recover."

The intelligence officer's excitement vanished instantly, replaced by a solemn and serious expression.

"Order: The 'South Heavenly Gate Project' is entering its highest execution phase."

"Yes! Commander!"

……

A top-secret laboratory, 100 meters underground.

The air here is filled with the unique smell of ozone and ionized metals.

Within the vast space, pipelines meandered like the veins of a dragon, connecting to the colossal structure in the center—a gigantic device resembling a futuristic altar.

Lin Mu stood before him, his figure appearing small, yet he was the master of all of this.

He held in his hand a piece of palladium that had been purified countless times and shimmered with a cold, silvery-gray luster.

Lin Mu precisely placed it into the slot in the reactor core.

"Energy transfer matrix calibration complete."

"Cooling system is on standby at full power."

"The protective force field is stable."

The cold, electronic voice of the intelligent auxiliary system echoed rhythmically in the empty laboratory.

Lin Mu pressed the start button.

A deep humming sound emanated from the core, initially like the buzzing of a bee, gradually becoming like the roar of a dragon.

The complex ring structure began to rotate, its speed increasing rapidly, and an intense light burst forth from its center, as if a miniature blue sun was being nurtured.

The energy readings climbed wildly and stabilized at an astonishing level.

The light gradually dimmed, and finally, in the center of the workbench, a giant ark reactor, the size of the Temple of Heaven, with an extremely intricate and complex structure, and flowing with a soft yet magnificent blue glow, began to operate stably.

"It's done."

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Lin Mu's eyes.

He personally connected it to the pre-set energy transmission system.

"Om-!"

In an instant, the lights in the entire underground base, and even all the newly built defense facilities in Kyoto, suddenly blazed on, with power far exceeding that of the past, causing all the instruments and equipment to roar and operate with unprecedented efficiency.

An endless supply of energy is gushing out from this giant ark reactor.

……

In the days that followed, the Kyoto underground base was transformed into the Miracle Workshop.

With the near-limitless energy provided by the Ark Reactor as its core, combined with technological knowledge far ahead of this era in his mind, and his miraculous metal control ability, Lin Mu began a terrifying mass production of troops.

His primary goal is to build a strategic air force capable of conducting instantaneous global strikes.

This is also known as the "South Heaven Gate Project".

In this era, whoever controls the airspace holds the dominant position.

Using Temple Technology, Lin Mu first manufactured a batch of robotic arms to produce various spare parts. At the same time, he used the metal field to forge different metals into super alloys to form the outer shell and various precision components. With the addition of an anti-gravity system, weapon system, and giant ark reactor, he created a giant sky carrier.

The aircraft carrier in the sky is equipped with hypersonic anti-gravity cruise fighters.

It can also be called the Black Bird.

The fighter jet has a sleek and sharp design, like a ghost in the night, conforming to the ultimate in aerodynamics, and also has the futuristic feel of a sixth-generation fighter.

They not only possess long-range strategic strike capabilities, super penetration, all-round perception, devastating firepower, and AI-assisted rapid decision-making capabilities, but at their very core, each is embedded with a miniature arc reactor.

This means they have almost super-long endurance, capable of flying for weeks, circling the Earth several times, and even briefly venturing into outer space for suborbital flight thanks to their powerful propulsion.

Their acceleration anti-gravity system allows them to take off and land vertically in any location, regardless of terrain limitations.

Their weapon systems—high-energy pulse cannons, high-speed electromagnetic railguns, and intelligent tracking missiles—were undoubtedly a game-changer in an era when propeller planes and early jet aircraft were still the norm.

Lin Mu's hands seemed to possess magic, shaping and combining rare metals in front of him like flowing water.

One after another, groundbreaking fighter jets were handcrafted at an astonishing speed and neatly arranged in the expanded, enormous hangar.

On the giant sky carrier, a full one hundred of these Xuan Bird fighters were neatly arranged.

On the ground production line, heavy main battle tanks, which also use the arc reactor as their core energy source, are being produced.

Their armor is made of a new type of composite alloy, their cannons have a terrifying caliber, and more importantly, they are also equipped with intelligent combat systems, connected to a powerful military satellite network that has just been deployed in the sky, enabling them to achieve long-range precision strikes.

Compared to Lin Mu's manufacturing speed, the speed of talent cultivation is lagging behind.

The first batch of soldiers who boarded the aircraft carrier were utterly shocked when they saw the "Nantianmen No. 1" aircraft carrier.

Many people were so moved that they burst into tears.

Such a national treasure is enough to enable the Dragon Kingdom to rise completely.

These people received very little training, less than half a month. Fortunately, Lin Mu equipped the Sky Carrier with an intelligent combat system and a human-computer interaction interface, making it extremely easy to operate.

After the personnel are in place.

Lin Mu did not delay and immediately activated combat mode.

The aircraft carrier slowly rose into the sky, casting a huge shadow, like a moving castle.

Below, tanks and heavily armored mechs are arranged in neat rows, their metallic paint gleaming coldly.

One hundred thousand elite soldiers, equipped with American weapons, stood silently, their eyes fixed on the aircraft carrier in the sky with fervent passion.

Lin Mu's figure appeared on the aircraft carrier in the sky.

He was dressed in magnificent armor, bathed in the morning light, as if a god had descended to earth.

His gaze slowly swept over the invincible army he had created, an army capable of crushing the old world order, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Such a mighty army can conquer the world!

Lin Mu spoke, his voice carrying clearly to every corner of Kyoto.

"Gentlemen."

“A century ago, our capital fell under the iron heel of the enemy, leaving behind widespread suffering, treasures covered in dust, and national dignity lost.”

"Some time ago, we washed away some of the shame, but it is far from enough."