The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 764 Is there a way to quickly bring Shen Le back?!
We've been attacked!

Shen Le remained calm. He had anticipated this situation and had made specific preparations for it.

After all, he's not the only one in this world with magic, and there's no reason why he's allowed to hit people but others aren't allowed to hit him, right?

Therefore, even when he was sneaking around, he would lie in ambush 20 meters below the ground and only rise up when he reached the target location.

Unfortunately, it's said that a 155mm howitzer shell with a delayed-fuse fuse leaves a 2-meter-deep crater on the ground, with a potentially lethal radius of 20 meters.

As long as he remained below 20 meters, he was safe. As for larger bunker-buster bombs, missiles, 1000-pound aerial bombs, Shen Le didn't consider himself important enough to warrant such threats…

Right now, Shen Le feels that he is not in his element, nor can he move freely on the ground; rather, he feels sticky and uncomfortable with every move he makes.

The entire land seemed to have instantly transformed from clear lake water into glue, or into petroleum mud mixed with barite. Every gesture, every step, felt like being bound.

Taking another step forward, he crashed into the wall with a thud. His mental energy probed outwards, revealing a vast area at least 10 meters by 10 meters, seven or eight meters thick, all as hard as steel plates.

Forget about communicating with this soil and rocks, deforming and sinking them to attack the enemy; you can't even move forward a few steps or pass through the wall!

Shen Le remained calm. He took a deep breath, quickly composed himself, and sat cross-legged in the mud. His eyes lowered, he formed a hand seal, focused his mind, and manipulated the copper plate:
I don't care who's on the other side, or how many people are messing with me. It's better to compete on rank than on magic—I simply refuse to believe that the magic you unleash on this land of China can surpass the rank of a bronze coin!

Even if God, even if Mother Earth Gaia, even if the Sandman or Dwayne Johnson came, it wouldn't work!

I said it!!!
With a soft hum, a tiny, ethereal, radiant humanoid figure leaped from his meditative world. The figure opened its arms, embracing the bronze plate—

Just before it was touched, the copper sheet quietly unfolded, rotating and expanding in the dark world of meditation, transforming into a bronze cauldron missing its four legs.

The humanoid figure bent down and pressed down on the two handles of the bronze cauldron. Its whole body suddenly shone brightly, which was concentrated in its hands and then continuously poured into the bronze cauldron!

With just that one flash of light, the bronze cauldron suddenly appeared to have grown larger. Not only did its size increase, but it also rotated on its own, revealing the side engraved with the map to Shen Le:
On the map, mountain ranges light up one by one, then dim down, leaving only a faint glimmer, signifying "I am here, I am responding, I can provide strength."

On the island of Taiwan, the line that was much thinner than the dragon vein of the Central Plains suddenly burst forth with intense light!
With a deafening boom, it was as if nothing had happened, yet it also seemed as if an immense force had pierced through the entire mountain range and surged outwards in all directions.

The luminous humanoid figure holding the bronze cauldron was jolted by the impact, leaning backward and its hands leaving the cauldron's handles.

The lines on the cauldron dimmed, as if the mountain range had exhausted a great deal of power after the recent outburst. However, Shen Le could sense it without even using his spiritual power:

I have established a close connection with this line, no, with this mountain range. If I were strong enough, I could pick it up and shake it!

The premise is that he can actually grab it... But even if he doesn't grab the entire mountain range, if he wants to grab a single peak, the peak won't remain unmoved; at the very least, it will sway a couple of times as a sign of respect...

As for the sticky, suffocating feeling all over his body, and the impenetrable wall blocking his way, those things disappeared instantly.

Shen Le reached out and easily probed into the soil and rocks, still feeling relaxed and at ease, like a fish in water.

Now, the entire mountain peak is in front of him, with a huge tunnel and people inside. He can mold them into whatever shape he wants, completely according to his own will!
Shen Le felt no joy, pride, or sense of triumph. He withdrew his senses, his heart racing, and frantically tried to spread out:

What happened during that tremor, that impact?
Did the entire mountain range experience an earthquake?!
If there's an earthquake, that would be terrible—the island is located on a fault line in the Earth's crust, and even a small earthquake can cause a lot of crying and death.

If the entire mountain range shook—the copper plate map has limited precision, so it only drew a single line on the island…

If only the central mountain range was counted, it would be fine. However, considering his location, Shen Le couldn't rule out the possibility that it had combined several large and small mountain ranges into one...

When this earth dragon starts to stir up, the intensity of the earthquake is probably heading straight for magnitude nine or ten!
The people are innocent! Shen Le never considered "keeping the island but not the people," especially since a magnitude 9 or 10 earthquake isn't just a matter of keeping people; whether the island can be saved is another matter entirely!

He was terrified and desperately used his mental energy to scan the area. Thankfully, he was lucky; neither his mental probe nor the feedback from the copper plate revealed anything alarming.

The surrounding mountains and forests were quiet, the nearby town was quiet, the wild animals slept peacefully, and the birds were undisturbed.

Hmm, something's still off. For example, across from him, separated by a wall—the wall of that massive bunker—the atmosphere inside is unusually chaotic.
"Medicine! Medicine!"

"Oxygen! Oxygen cylinder! Quick, get it here! Hart is dying!"

"Adrenaline! Where's the adrenaline...?"

“Father! Father!... Lord, you are the most holy, you are the most merciful, please lower your merciful gaze, please look upon your believers…”

"Teacher! Teacher, wake up! Hang in there!"

Shen Le stood opposite the bunker wall, unleashing his mental energy, which seeped in like mercury. The bunker's interior, shaken by his presence, was thrown into complete chaos.
Some instruments overturned, some sparked electricity, and some caught fire. Some bravely tried to put them out, while many more struggled to escape.

On the cleared-out space, on a magic circle (?) covered with dense symbols, candles were overturned, their wax dripping everywhere, and seven or eight lines were already lit, emitting foul-smelling smoke.

A high-hanging cross exploded from the center, with a section at the bottom even blown off, making it look like an inverted cross, and black smoke was still rising from it...

The least damaged items were a traditional Chinese incense table and the altar in front of it. Only the incense sticks were broken, the candles were extinguished, the incense burner was overturned, and all the flags on the altar were askew and lying on the ground.

The Taoist priest who had been wielding a peach wood sword on the altar slumped to one side, blood seeping from his mouth and nose. Fortunately, he was still groaning and blinking, and was trying to get up...

Unlike in other places, where those with special powers were either unconscious or vomiting blood, in other places...

The best-case scenario is that someone is still trying to administer medication, while the worst-case scenario is that even injecting adrenaline repeatedly has no effect...

"Serves you right!" Shen Le clenched his fist in satisfaction. He wasn't sure about other things, but one thing he was very clear about:

There must be a group of people here who are here to deal with him!
He couldn't recognize every single one of those instruments, magical artifacts, and magic arrays, but he could sense the nature of their resonating power and their direction—

Within the blasted and chaotic domain of magic, powerful earth elemental forces surged.

If it weren't for such a powerful force, it wouldn't have been able to solidify the earth around Shen Le into a single block and erect a solid wall in front of him when he was using earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of magic or magic).
And these domains, their exits, the direction in which they project their power—they are clearly aimed at Shen Le's location! They might be slightly off-center, or their coverage might be larger, but they're definitely targeting him!
Should!
Who told you to come and deal with me!

Who told you, as outsiders, to come to my home turf and confront me! Heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, are willing to respond to me, yet you choose to come against me!
Since that's the case, it's no wonder you suffered a backlash when I communicated with the mountains; the greater the power used, the greater the backlash...

As soon as Shen Le had a thought, the huge bunker built with high-grade concrete began to subtly change.

First came the heavy steel doors, those doors meant to protect the people in the bunker from harm when the mushroom eggs came down, one by one they closed automatically without any wind.

While the people inside were shouting, hammering, trying to adjust the program, and trying to press the emergency button to no avail, they closed one by one, sealing the bunker tightly and dividing it into several huge pieces.
Then, the high-grade concrete wall began to wriggle like mud, breaking the large blocks into smaller ones, and the smaller blocks into smaller pieces.

Shen Le wasn't some kind of devil; he did leave them a way out, like ventilation holes or something. Of course, whether the people inside could actually climb in was another matter entirely.

Finally, the walls of the room where those foreign cultivators who had attacked him were located slowly shrunk inward, as if being kneaded into a ball of clay by a child's hand...

"No! No! No no no no no!"

"Let me go! Spare me! I'll give you anything! I have five million dollars in a Swiss bank!"

"I can give you my daughter in marriage! Both of them are fine! -- If you're willing, you can have my wife too! And myself as well..."

"Are you a devil? Are you a devil?!"

"Lord, have mercy on me..."

In each small room, all sorts of human emotions were unfolding. Some were shouting, some were praying, some were pleading, and some were dragging their crippled bodies, crawling and twisting, trying to hide until the very last moment;
Of course, some people picked up their weapons and bravely held them in front of them, charging towards the slowly closing wall:

boom!
boom!
The sounds of impact and explosions, large and small, slammed against the concrete wall. Some dents were the size of a bowl, while others, with greater force, created dents half the size of a person.

Shen Le could only wish them good luck. After all, what was pressing down was the entire underground facility, and the construction quality of this underground facility was quite good.

Shen Le strongly suspected that the majority of the building structure was completed in the last century, especially before the end of the Cold War. Buildings from that era were truly sturdy, even if they weren't Soviet-style...

He spared the local practitioners a way out, but as for the outsiders, they were all mercilessly buried in the concrete shell—

Even if someone wanted to dig in to rescue him, a scan of the underground cavity with ground-penetrating radar would likely dispel that idea.

Then, close your eyes and feel the pulse of the earth's veins again. Sure enough, it has become a little more active, and the obstruction in front has disappeared without a trace.

As for the dozens of "nails" he had sensed earlier, half of them had disappeared after the recent tremor of the ley lines, suggesting that the ley lines themselves also had a good ability to clear away obstacles...

Great!
It seems this land also hates malicious outsiders and hates being bound by them! Well then, let me lend you a hand!
He smiled and manipulated the earth's veins, moving forward swiftly. One, two, three—at the locations of those destroyed "nails," a faint, lingering aura of the extraordinary could be felt.

It seems this self-purification is targeted at superhumans; their own ley lines particularly dislike outsiders with superhuman abilities...

So, what about the other nails?

Shen Le continued to stealthily follow the earth's veins. As he moved, he scanned his surroundings, using the compass and scroll to try and memorize the information.

One underground facility, two underground facilities, one tunnel, two tunnels...

It seems that, although it's not as some people on Zhihu speculated, "If the other side hollowed out the five mountain ranges to fight us, how long could we hold out?", they have indeed built a lot of underground facilities here!
It's all interconnected and interwoven; if he hadn't come here, many of the messy little places inside wouldn't have been easy to explore!

As Shen Le made his way through, he cherished his mental strength and the work done domestically, trying his best not to touch these underground facilities.

Except for certain things that he felt were particularly dangerous, such as something like a huge log inside, standing upright with its head facing upwards, which required some tinkering, like sealing off the opening leading upwards...

As for the rest, just observe and record, but don't touch them!
He crept slowly forward, found a "nail" standing on the ridge, poked it, and it rattled.

Oh dear, that nail up there seems to be made of metal; it collapsed and shrank into a ball as soon as you poked it. The person next to it was crying terribly!
I sneaked away again and found another "nail." I poked it a little more. Oh no, this thing is going to explode!

Get out of here!
Stealth again...

Shen Le was having a great time. In Zhuxi Town, Gu Yulin was terrified.

"When Shen Le went there, did he say anything to you? What did you tell him?"

"He said he was just browsing! Just browsing! I really told him not to make a fuss, to come back as soon as he got what he wanted! — But later he said he was attacked, and he couldn't bring himself to retaliate..."

The head of the Shanghai Special Affairs Bureau's face darkened. He and Gu Yulin faced the screen together, while satellite images kept switching between different parts of the video conference.

"Look, it's exploded here, it's exploded here, it's exploded here too... Is there any way to contact him? Is there any way to get him back quickly?!"

(End of this chapter)