Chinese Superman

The helicopter tore through the night, its powerful airflow whistling outside the cabin.

Xia Xinghan was wide awake, lying in the specially designed incubator, feeling the slight turbulence of the flight. His bright blue eyes peered through the high-strength transparent walls, keenly observing everything inside the cabin.

Besides Commissioner Chen, whom we had met before, the smiling female doctor, and the two heavily armed, sculpted, and serious soldiers, there were two men in the cabin with very different temperaments who attracted a lot of attention.

The man was taciturn, dressed in a simple dark combat uniform, with a square face and resolute features. Most peculiarly, he carried a long, narrow black metal box on his back, with a section of an ancient sword hilt vaguely visible at the opening.

The shape and patterns of the sword hilt... Xia Xinghan found them increasingly familiar, his brain rapidly searching for fragments of memories from his past life.

"Are you kidding me? That's... the Sword of Goujian, King of Yue?!"

Xia Xinghan was shocked.

He made a special trip to the museum before he traveled through time and was deeply impressed by this national treasure.

How did this ancient sword, which should have been lying in a glass display case, end up here and be carried by someone?

Moreover, in an era dominated by firearms, the insistence on carrying a melee weapon can only mean that this sword is anything but simple!

"Has the spirit of the sword of King Goujian of Yue from the Spring and Autumn Period been revived?"

Xia Xinghan made a bold conjecture.

Otherwise, he couldn't think of any reason why he would need to remove a first-class cultural relic from the museum and carry it on his body.

The other man was the complete opposite, with dyed blond hair, wearing a stylish jacket, his hands in his pockets, a cynical smile on his face, but his eyes were lively and cunning, like a monkey always ready to play a prank.

At this moment, the grinning man approached the incubation pod, tilted his head to examine Xia Xinghan inside, and said in a flippant tone, "Hey, Lao Chen, is this the little alien we're going to bring back on this mission? He looks so fair and tender, just like a human doll."

He tapped the hatch with his finger and smiled at the female doctor, "Beautiful Lin, open it up and let me tease him a bit? Let's see if he cries!"

Dr. Lin, with a stern face, said coldly, "Sun Kongkong, behave yourself! This is a top-level mission personally assigned by Elder Qian; you can't afford to act recklessly!"

The name "Old Qian" seemed to have some kind of magic, causing the man named Sun Kongkong to immediately shrink back and awkwardly withdraw his hand.

But he didn't stop talking. He turned and grinned at Xia Xinghan through the hatch, lowering his voice to scare him, "Little brat, I'm taking you back to do experiments, to slice you up and study you~ Are you scared?"

Xia Xinghan rolled his eyes, and unconsciously made an extremely human-like, obviously disdainful smirk on his face.

"Yo ho!"

Sun Kongkong, as if discovering a new continent, immediately turned to the others in the cabin and shouted, "Did you see that? Did you see that?! This kid is smart! He just looked down on me! He can definitely understand what we're saying!"

His shouting drew a helpless glance from Commissioner Chen, but it also made the sword-wielding man, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slightly open his eyes, his calm gaze sweeping over the baby in the incubator.

Just then, the man with the sword on his back—Tan Qingyue—speaked without warning, his voice deep and clear, instantly shattering the relaxed atmosphere in the cabin:

"Someone's coming."

Before the words were even finished!

"Whoosh—Bang!"

A blinding signal flare suddenly shot into the night sky from a ravine in the mountains below, its red light exploding in the air and briefly illuminating the undulating mountains.

"Protect the baby!"

"Hatch door!"

Commissioner Chen shouted sternly.

Dr. Lin instinctively held the incubator close to her chest, completely forgetting that the special materials used to make it were much stronger than her own flesh and blood.

A soldier quickly pulled open the hatch, and a violent gust of wind rushed in.

Following the trajectory of the signal flare, everyone saw a figure standing quietly atop a steep mountain peak to their side.

Under the moonlight, the man wore a high-necked, diagonally-fastened top with an antique feel, similar to a modified cheongsam, and loose-fitting trousers with tapered legs. He had a tall and straight figure and a cold and aloof demeanor.

He stood there quietly, seemingly one with the mountain rocks, yet he possessed a sharp, needle-like edge, locking onto the helicopter from afar.

"Damn it, are there really people who aren't afraid of death who dare to block our way?"

Sun Kongkong's playful smile vanished instantly, a flash of malice crossing his eyes. "Old Tan, get him! Old Chen, quickly give the order to have the armed helicopter fire a burst of bullets at him as a warning!!"

Commissioner Chen's expression was stern as he raised his hand to stop them: "I am fully in charge of this mission. Your duty is to protect the safety of the target. You must not initiate conflict unless absolutely necessary."

His sharp gaze swept across the dark forest below, and his voice deepened.

"This is just a small scout; what I'm more curious about is who's backing him. The mission is top secret; how did the information leak out?"

There is no doubt that there are bad people in the organization.

Upon hearing this, Sun Kongkong spat menacingly, "Bah! Powerful clans may be dead, but they never truly die. There are always some ignorant fools who, relying on their resources, try to profit from the chaos of this world!"

"I really wish I could emulate the ancients and slaughter them all, so that they wouldn't jump out and cause trouble for the country when the end times come!"

These harsh and resolute words stirred Xia Xinghan's emotions within the incubator, and a poem from his past life memories couldn't help but burst forth in his heart:

When autumn comes on September th, when my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers will be killed.

The fragrance of incense fills Chang'an, and the entire city is adorned with golden armor.

Tan Qingyue remained calm and said, "Old Sun, don't act rashly. Listen to Commissioner Chen's instructions and report back to Elder Qian in detail later."

"However, to dare to openly intercept at this time, I really don't know if it's because they're too bold or because they're ignorant and fearless. In the early stages of the spiritual energy recovery, all forces are cautiously developing and accumulating strength. Such behavior is truly unwise."

Commissioner Chen nodded slightly, his gaze returning to the figure atop the mountain, his tone tinged with seriousness: "After all, this is the first, and currently the only, truly living extraterrestrial life form discovered in China, making it exceptionally significant. It's understandable that some people are restless. It's just... I didn't expect it to happen so quickly."

The helicopter maintained its altitude and speed without stopping, its powerful searchlight beams sweeping across the mountain peak like sharp swords, illuminating the other side's figure even more clearly, carrying a silent warning.

"Zheng zheng zheng"

Tan Qingyue blocked the cabin door, the sword box on his back trembling more and more violently.

The ancient sword of King Goujian of Yue seemed to be reviving on its own, making a sound in its case. The clear and melodious sword sound even drowned out some of the engine noise. An invisible and incomparably sharp sword intent accumulated in the case, almost breaking out of the case to unleash a thunderous sword strike!

"Is he about to make his move? What kind of prowess does the world's number one swordsman possess against the backdrop of the spiritual energy revival?" Xia Xinghan held his breath, filled with anticipation.