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Chapter 1239 Entering a State of Emergency Mobilization

On the second day of the second lunar month, Penglai Immortal Academy started its new semester, but Li Mumu did not return.

The main reason is that the intelligence agency was bombed, and there were too many wounded and sick people. They were so busy performing surgeries that their hands were tired.

When she finished her work and was about to go to school, she found that the Immortal Academy was gone.

Faced with the impending great tide, Xiao Tingyun chose a different path from Xu Ziwei. Apart from a very few outstanding disciples like Xu Changge and Li Mumu who could suppress a region, he closed the mountain gate after the other disciples entered the school.

Penglai Island vanished completely, both geographically and in everyone's memory.

Along with Penglai, their own parents also disappeared.

Li Ya left only a letter, saying that her daughter had grown up and she was very happy. She decided to take her husband out for a walk to relax and consider whether to have another child for her.

Growing up my ass! Mu Qingqing can't even control her poop and pee yet!
But even if Li Mumu wanted to curse someone now, she couldn't find anyone. It's estimated that she used her "professor" status to bring her family members into Penglai.

This despicable woman perfectly embodied her extreme selfishness, leaving without a trace of cause and effect.

It's not just Penglai; Qinghe Middle School also seems to be showing signs of closing down.

Jiang Yinyin and Zhou Qing, who are still in school, both received a notice from the school that the junior and senior high school sections of Qinghe Middle School will switch to a long-term boarding system in March. In other words, students will not be able to go home for the entire semester after enrollment.

To be honest, it's already a bit late in March.

Xu Ziwei's inspection of the naval fleet was certainly not just a simple act of military intimidation against the Frankish Empire.

Once the fleet had assembled, the naval academy cadets once again boarded the warships, ready to depart.

Wang Yunxiao only had time to go home and meet Li Mumu once before hurriedly returning to the army.

Starting from the third day of the third lunar month, the entire city of Tianmen was shrouded in dark clouds.

The real world is beginning to exhibit characteristics of an "outer dimension".

Dark clouds obscured the sky, and the sun could no longer be seen. The temperature plummeted, and the earth, which had just begun to show signs of green, was covered with a thin layer of frost.

On the seventh day of the third lunar month, thick fog began to appear on the streets.

The "Lantern-Bearing Rakshasa," dressed in red robes and a red coat, once again appeared on the street, carrying a lotus lantern to guide lost pedestrians.

Li Mumu's consciousness began to drift into chaos.

Sometimes she would wake up in bed to find that several days had passed.

Sometimes she would suddenly appear in the city, manifesting the form of King Chujiang, unconsciously wandering through the streets and alleys, leaving behind a trail of blooming red lotuses. Countless people would kneel and kowtow to her in worship, but she had no idea what she was doing.

Shen Qingxi and Xia Yubing also experienced the same strange phenomenon.

Crimson burial clothes, amber coffins, and azure jade appeared on the streets of Tianmen City, leaving a deep impression on the terrified citizens of Tianmen City like demons.

Rumors circulate that the end of the world is near, and these three witches have revealed their true forms and descended upon the mortal realm to announce the arrival of the apocalypse.

If we can kill it, we can delay or even stop the apocalypse.

In reality, Li Mumu is currently preoccupied with her own problems.

Countless unfamiliar memories, or rather, data, surfaced in her mind, like a virus occupying most of her CPU's processes. Not only her thoughts, but even her personality was affected.

This is certainly not a virus.

It is a program called "Signal Flag".

The signal flags don't need to be lit; they're lit from the moment they're deployed. And these flags, as components of the signal flags, are returning to their original state.

Shen Qingxi refused to accept her fate, but all her struggles were in vain.

When Li Mumu saw her again, she found that her consciousness had been weakened to the point that she could hardly recognize herself.

Being an engineer and dealing with machines every day is not a talent, but destiny.

Calling her a Transformer used to be a joke, but now she's really degenerating into an emotionless humanoid computer.

"I should have found a man."

Shen Qingxi deeply regretted that she had only focused on building her business and hadn't cultivated a loyal following. Now, she had a bunch of fanatical followers who would come to her to burn incense and pray whenever they encountered problems, but none of them could help her solve them.

"Seriously, can I borrow your husband for a bit?"

"It's not impossible."

Having come to this point, Li Mumu found it very difficult to say something as heartless as "toothbrushes and underwear cannot be shared with men."

After all, saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda.

Although she couldn't be sure if it would work, Li Mumu felt that she was in a slightly better state than Shen Qingxi, which was definitely due to the relationship.

This is called the anchor point of humanity.

Unfortunately, neither she nor Shen Qingxi could find Wang Yunxiao by this time.

Wang Yunxiao has left Tianmen and is now in the outer sea.

After inspecting the navy, Xu Ziwei adjusted the strategic direction.

The previous deployment of all the Imperial Guards to the front lines was a tactical intention to unite the high-level combat power into a single force, to strike with one fist, specifically to deal with high-dimensional invaders like the Creator.

However, this tactic becomes worthless when the high tide is close at hand.

If there's a hole in the wall, you can plug it with your finger. But if the wall collapses, even if you use both your hands and feet, you still can't stop others from peeping.

At this critical moment, Xu Ziwei decisively ordered the disbandment of the Imperial Guards and the transfer of their military garrisons to the real world, where they were deployed to various military units.

This is called strategic depth.

Wang Yunxiao's military garrison has now been deployed to the Northern Fleet, and together with Zeng Yun, they have incorporated more than thirty warships of the Northern Fleet into the military garrison under their command.

To be honest, it's a bit difficult; it's like forcing someone into a difficult situation... no, I should say forcing them into it.

With his current skill level, he simply cannot command such a large-scale fleet.

Commanding a fleet in reality is not as simple as clicking a mouse on a computer screen and having the ship girls automatically launch.

As the commander, sometimes you have no idea where you are or where your fleet is. All the astronomical, geographical, and hydrological data, shipping routes, and ammunition reserves must be meticulously calculated in your mind.

So this time, Wang Yunxiao and Wei Liuyun once again teamed up and boarded the cruiser Xuyang, which they were most familiar with, to serve as the commander of the squadron.

The fleet had already conducted rehearsals before, so this time they were familiar with the process.

Follow the original route again, then activate the compass and anchor it to the empire's sea borders in the real world.

The tactics are familiar, but the enemy we face this time is completely different.

On the third day after entering the Yellow Sea, the fleet encountered an unprecedented typhoon.

According to observation data from the first island chain, it is level fourteen, because the upper limit of the detection equipment is level fourteen.

What is the concept?
The waves in front of us were as high as ten stories, almost flipping the Xuyang ship upside down on the sea.

Of course, the typhoon wasn't the biggest problem. The biggest problem was that the fleet got lost after the storm.

Before satellite navigation existed, ships at sea determined their location by observing the positions of stars in the sky, which led to the invention of the sextant.

but now……

"The stars are in the wrong positions!"

The navigator's single sentence sent chills down Wang Yunxiao and Wei Liuyun's spines. What did it mean that the stars' positions were off?
Where did you come from? Is this still Earth?
For those who frequently live at sea, this statement is no less serious than going out for breakfast one morning and discovering that the vendor selling jianbing (Chinese crepes) has replaced the fried dough sticks with cream and durian.

You can't say the stars are wrong just because I'm wrong. Without decades or even centuries of observation, it's impossible to detect changes in their positions with the naked eye.

Wearing it?

How far back in time did we travel? Were the dinosaurs extinct?

Just when the entire fleet was in a state of panic, a bright silver-white light shot straight into the sky from the distant horizon.

The beam of light was a hundred times brighter than the light from the flagship last time, guiding the lost fleet in a clear direction.

The Astronomical Bureau has finally begun to take action.

At the same time, within the empire's territory, from south to north, a total of twenty-eight silver-white beams of light lit up simultaneously, instantly tearing through the mists of time and space.

Li Mumu stood by the river, looking up at the pillar of light in the distance that resembled a planetary engine. Even from thousands of meters away, she could hear the painful roars and shrieks from the flames on a spiritual level.

This is a supernatural power mastered by the Chess Edict Orthodox Path, which guides the lost in the darkness by igniting a silvery-white flame.

However, such a massive pillar of light could not be sustained by one person alone, nor could it have cultivated so many advanced chess masters in just a few short years.

Quantity can only compensate for a lack of quality.

The Astronomical Bureau has been quietly collecting practitioners of the Chess Edict Method from various places, and they only take without giving back, so no one knows where those Chess Edicts have gone.

Only now have people realized the truth.

Years of accumulation have been for this final, powerful moment.

The astrological chart plan can be divided into two parts: the stars and the compass.

The starlight dispels the fog, guiding the lost in the great tides homeward.

Anchor the real world with a compass to resist the shocks and damage caused by the tides.

The twenty-eight constellations are not yet fully illuminated; in fact, it can be said that they are only just beginning. The star map in the void has only lit up two stars, and the Astronomical Bureau will have to make up for the light of the remaining twenty-six stars.

Can human power stop natural disasters?
In a secluded location unknown to the world, within an outwardly unremarkable industrial park, workers clad in heavy protective suits are intently adjusting the machines before them.

This is a tall tower made of pure white rock, piercing straight into the sky and bursting out with a dazzling light that is difficult to see with the naked eye.

At the center of the tower, hundreds of seats are arranged neatly like in a theater, and they are filled with young men and women whose faces are wrapped in black cloth.

Someone lost consciousness and collapsed in their seat. They were quickly rescued by staff, and another chess player who was waiting outside immediately came up and sat in their seat.

Summoning silver flames is not difficult for Chess, but such high-power output is still too much of a challenge for beginners.

The real problem is that this is just the beginning.

No one knows when the great tides will arrive or when they will end.

"I am Xu Ziwei..."

Suddenly, the President's voice came through the radio. Although it was mixed with harsh electrical noise, everyone instinctively pricked up their ears and looked in the direction of the radio.

"...A solemn declaration to the entire nation: a natural disaster has struck. The only recourse now is to join hands and work together with utmost effort, sparing no expense, to jointly combat this calamity..."

"...It is officially announced that the nation is entering a state of emergency mobilization, effective immediately!"

The great tide has finally arrived.

The last time Li Mumu was conscious, she watched helplessly as the entire world plunged into darkness.

She felt as if she vaguely saw Wang Yunxiao, but she didn't know if it was just a hallucination.

The first to collapse was the moat dimension that had always protected the real world.

Countless building ruins transformed into shooting stars and fell from the sky.

The flow of time suddenly accelerated.

The statues collapsed, the temples crumbled, and all the mysteries of the world crumbled.

Her connection with the world of the millennium-old dynasty was also severed.

He was then plunged into complete darkness.

All that remained in my ears was the cold, electronic beeping sound that came every few seconds.

[Anchoring successful]

[Signal flag countdown has ended]

[1, 2, 3, 4...]

I don't know how much time had passed, but suddenly my eyes were filled with light.

A graceful azure dragon, its scales shimmering with golden light, coiled and swirled in the void.

Above us are the brilliant stars, and beneath our feet lies the blue planet.

She found herself in the slowly flowing river of time, her indifferent gaze fixed on the colossal creature that was slowly approaching downstream.

It was a world with an extremely haphazard art style, like a tattered garment patched with dozens of different colored patches, utterly devoid of aesthetic appeal, yet it still managed to float up and travel upstream against the current of the river of time.

That was the United Ark.

It was worn out, but it was heavy, sturdy, and durable, carrying the hopes of countless people.

No matter how dilapidated it is, it's still a ship.

Five thousand years ago, the man who stood on the banks of the Yellow River, holding a shovel in one hand and a Ruyi Jingu Bang (a magical staff) in the other, passing by his home three times without entering, probably didn't have this kind of opportunity.

[Calling forward signal flags, this is the Joint Ark Command Center. Respond to the signal. Respond to the signal....]

[This is Signal Flag 0012 Group, anchored on the first day of the fourth month of the fourth year of the Ming Dynasty. The airspace ahead is clear. Signals are lit. Wishing you all a safe journey.]

[Command Center received your message. Thank you to the members of Team 0012 for their sacrifice and dedication. We wish to meet again on the other side.]

The vast world rolled over the river of time like a steamroller, and the Azure Dragon of the East in the void shattered like a dream, splitting into three.

[Calling out signal flags ahead...]

Li Mumu only heard the voice of "calling the signal flag ahead" in her ear, and then she felt herself falling from the void involuntarily, being dragged by the terrifying gravity brought by that vast world, drifting upstream on the timeline.

But at that moment, a chain suddenly shot out from the side and wrapped tightly around her ankle.

Xia Yubing made her move.

The moment she regained consciousness, she stretched out her chains to bind Li Mumu and Shen Qingxi, opened the coffin in her hand, threw the two of them inside, and then hurled them with all her might toward the blue planet beneath her feet.

"What are you going to do?"

Shen Qingxi questioned loudly.

"As the head of the Containment Section of the Special Service Bureau, isn't it normal for him to have some means of containing evil spirits?"

A rare smile appeared on Xia Yubing's face.

Then, her figure transformed into a streak of light, swept up in the wake of the United Ark, and flew away.

(End of this chapter)