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"After nine explosions like this, what will the last one be?"

Shen Wang leaned back on the sofa, his fingers slowly tracing across the system panel.

The long list of prizes from the nine-draw lottery stretched out before me, like a legacy list capable of changing the world's landscape.

A banknote printing plant, a penicillin factory, an oil refinery, advanced camouflage techniques, weapons and equipment for three field divisions, and supplies for two field divisions.

Nine draws yielded four SSRs and five S-ranks; not a single dud.

Based on the probability theory of gacha games, after getting so many SSRs in a row, the last pull will most likely be a guaranteed pull.

He recalled the image of Lin Wanqing sitting on the edge of the bed wrapped in a bath towel, biting her lip and trembling all over last night.

This person's luck is incredibly good; who knows if they'll get another lucky shot?

The morning light of Jingzhou was seeping in inch by inch through the gaps in the French windows, turning the dark patterns on the carpet golden.

Shen Wang was getting impatient.

He rubbed his hands together.

"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, may all the passing deities appear!"

"Lord Laozi, may your command be fulfilled immediately!"

"Give me—draw it!"

boom--!

The diamond-colored disc lit up, its halo more intense than ever before, as if gathering all the afterglow of the previous nine spins into this one rotation.

The turntable spun faster and faster, the arc of light stretching into a silver ring that connected end to end, reflecting in Shen Wang's pupils as if they were filled with shattered diamonds.

Shen Wang stared intently at the turntable.

Gradually, the turntable began to slow down.

The halo gradually settled from a bright white into a color he had never seen before.

The pointer finally stopped on a prize square that had never appeared before. The border around that square was not a regular straight line, but a ring of slowly flowing, mercury-like patterns.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained a special item: Time-Space Anchor]

[Spacetime Anchor: Allows for the permanent anchoring of two fixed travel coordinates within the target spacetime]

Once anchored, the host can freely choose three landing points each time they travel into this spacetime: the continuation point where they disappeared last time, fixed anchor point number one, and fixed anchor point number two.

Shen Wang stared at the words for a full three seconds, then suddenly blurted out a curse: "Fuck you!"

Rule-level item!

This is the real top-tier SSR! What was his biggest obstacle before?

It is a place that one always returns to the last time one disappears, no matter how many times one travels through it.

But now, this spacetime anchor has shattered the greatest limitation to pieces!

Two permanent anchor points are like two portals that can be opened at any time.

For example, if he anchors one of these two fixed travel points in Zhicheng and the other in the Japanese headquarters, then he will have three choices when he travels through time again:

The city, the Japanese headquarters, and the place where we disappeared last time!

He had previously planned to use his disguise skills to sneak into the Japanese headquarters, but he was worried about not being able to return safely.

Now it's great, we can anchor directly!

With his advanced camouflage skills, he could come and go as he pleased, turning the Japanese headquarters into his own backyard to roam at will.

What is a bug?

This is a true bug-level cheat!

Hey, I have three spawn points!

"Okay, okay!"

Shen Wang said "good" three times in a row, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

The combined strategic significance of the previous nine draws may not even compare to this final time-space anchor.

"Tongzi, how do I use this?"

The moment the thought crossed his mind, an image of a slowly rotating 3D globe appeared in his mind, with lines of latitude and longitude intersecting and a flashing cursor, waiting for him to select coordinates.

"You can choose your own location, right?"

Shen Wang understood instantly, without the slightest hesitation.

The first anchor point was directly selected as the woodland surrounding the core warehouse area of ​​the base area in the suburbs of Jiaodong City.

This is his base of operations. From now on, all equipment and supplies can be directly deployed here, safely and efficiently, without the hassle of transporting them in batches.

Second anchor point...

The cursor swept across the map and finally landed steadily in a sparsely populated mountainous area near Tokyo.

That's the damn Japanese headquarters!

Why should you be able to come and go as you please?

I'm going to have some fun too!

The moment the two anchor points landed, the globe in my mind suddenly solidified, and two pale golden coordinates were permanently imprinted on it.

Shen Wang let out a long breath, suppressing his surging emotions.

A perfect 10-pull run!

Financial weapons, pharmaceutical trump cards, industrial lifeblood, three steel divisions, complete logistical support, behind-enemy-lines superpowers, rule-level teleportation anchors...

From the main battlefields to infiltration behind enemy lines, from industrial bases to people's livelihood and logistics, a vast network has been completely deployed.

Shen Wang is about to time travel!

First, go to Jiaodong City.

The assets that were taken out were too many. Just the site selection and implementation of three factories, the dismantling and distribution of equipment for three divisions, and the overall planning and warehousing of supplies would keep them busy for a while.

As for the Japanese headquarters, there's no rush.

When the time is right, the identities of counterfeit banknotes and disguises used by the printing plant will need to be carefully considered.

Shen Wang got up, got out of bed, quickly dressed, and walked out of the suite.

Sunlight streamed down the hotel corridor, and leather shoes stomped silently on the cashmere carpet.

"When I come back next time, I'll give Lin Wanqing a good reward."

Shen Wang smiled and stepped into the elevator without stopping.

……

1941.

Let's rewind to a few days ago.

Beiping, North China Army Headquarters (New).

"Knock knock—"

The knocking sounded, rhythmic and unhurried.

"Come in."

Okamura put down his pen and looked up.

The door was gently pushed open, and a figure dressed in a khaki Japanese military uniform strode in, his heels clicking together crisply, and he raised his hand in a perfectly standard military salute.

Her voice was clear and crisp, yet carried a soft, melodious quality unique to women: "Hi! Commander Okamura!"

The woman had extremely delicate features.

Her eyes were slightly upturned at the corners, giving her a captivating, fox-like gaze.

Her pupils were dark and clear, with a cold, sharp light when she looked at people. She also had a delicate nose and full lips, a clean and smooth jawline, and skin as white as the finest mutton fat jade.

She has the delicate features of a woman from Jiangnan, yet her brows reveal a spirited and unyielding air reminiscent of a woman from beyond the Great Wall. She possesses both strength and gentleness, captivating the eye at first glance.

She wore the Japanese army officer's uniform with a completely different flair.

The fitted waist accentuated her slender figure, and the stiff, earthy-yellow fabric, far from concealing her charm, actually made her skin appear even whiter.

A small section of fair and shapely calves was revealed beneath the knee-length military skirt, paired with high-top leather military boots, exuding a sleek yet alluring sexiness.

A brass button was undone at the collar, making the uniform less rigid and serious, and adding a touch of casual vibrancy.

The military cap was neatly placed on her head, and a few strands of her jet-black hair fell down her temples. The contrast between the rigid military uniform and her graceful figure created a strong tension that was both dangerous and captivating.

Okamura looked at her, a playful smile slowly curving his lips, and lightly tapped the table with his fingertips:

"Miss Guan Xue, your master highly recommended you to me, saying you are his most outstanding student!"