He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Her finger made a light stroke in the air.

Switching between projected images.

A gigantic mecha appeared in the center of the image.

It was entirely silver-white with smooth lines, about thirty feet tall, and held a similarly enormous light blade.

"War Machine - First Generation"

Mu Yu's voice remained calm.

"Equipped with: Plasma Cannon, High-Frequency Vibration Blade, Energy Shield."

"Power source: Miniature fusion reactor."

"Control: Direct neural connection, human-machine integration."

Production: 20 units.

The young man's mouth was wide enough to fit an egg.

Twenty units.

A mecha thirty feet tall.

Plasma cannon.

High-frequency oscillating blade.

Energy Shield.

In this world, this thing would be a god.

"And this too."

Mu Yu's fingers traced the path again.

The projected image switched again.

A uniquely shaped aircraft appears in the center of the image.

"Fighter Jets - First Generation"

Speed: Five times the speed of sound.

Weapons: air-to-ground missiles, cluster bombs, laser-guided missiles.

Production: 500 aircraft.

The young man stopped breathing.

Five times the speed of sound.

It only takes half an hour to travel from Jiangnan to Kyoto.

Who can stop a bomb from being dropped from the sky?

"leader……"

His voice trembled, "When...?"

"Two years."

Mu Yu interrupted him, "I started two years ago."

"He thought I was playing it safe and developing my skills in a sneaky way, and that all I did was produce gene enhancement fluid."

"What he doesn't know is—compared to what I studied in genetic engineering."

She turned around and looked at the young man.

"I am also a unique figure in mechanical engineering."

"He could even complete all the design blueprints for a star-destroying warship all by himself in the interstellar era."

The young man's legs buckled, and he knelt down.

It's not because I'm afraid.

It's because—it's shocking.

The young emperor thought he was waiting.

Once that woman has gathered enough troops, we'll wipe them out in one fell swoop.

But what he didn't know was—

The money that woman saved was never for soldiers.

It is God.

Mu Yu looked at the young man kneeling on the ground and shook her head.

Get up.

"Kneeling won't help."

She walked to the window and looked north again.

The moonlight shone down, casting a silvery glow on her face.

"When he rejected me, he said I had caused the deaths of 3.27 million people."

"I have to pay for the sins I've committed."

"Those who died need an explanation."

She paused.

He's right.

"Those people did indeed die because of me."

"I admit it."

"But admitting it is one thing, fighting is another."

"He wants me dead, but I don't want to die."

"Then let's fight."

Her voice was calm, as if she were talking about something trivial.

"Keep beating him until he's willing to sit down and talk."

"We'll beat him until he understands that he's not the only one who calls the shots in this world."

"Strike him until he has no choice but to submit to me."

She turned around and looked at the young man.

"Pass down the order."

"The entire army is on high alert."

One month later—

She paused, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"The Northern Expedition".

……

Kyoto.

The Imperial Study.

Yun Yi sat behind his desk, looking at the secret report in his hand.

It was delivered by Weilong.

There is only one line of text above—

The entire Tiangong Army has assembled and will march north in three days.

Yun Yi's gaze lingered on this line of text for a long time.

Then he laughed.

The smile was faint, as if the person was watching a long-awaited play.

"Finally couldn't hold back anymore?"

He put down the confidential report and leaned back in his chair.

"I thought you could endure it for a few more years."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked south.

That direction leads to Jiangnan.

That woman is coming soon.

"Someone come here."

"exist."

Wei Long appeared outside the door.

"Send word to Yue Dan to return to the capital."

"The Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery has ordered all his men to stand by."

"Order all states—the Heavenly Crafts Army is to march north, and there is no need to obstruct them along the way; let them pass."

Wei Long was stunned.

"Your Majesty, shall we let them through?"

"right."

Yun Yi nodded, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Let them do it."

"I am in Kyoto, waiting for them."

Wei Long opened his mouth, as if to say something, but in the end he knelt on one knee:

"My lord, I obey your order."

He left.

In the imperial study, only Yun Yi remained.

He stood by the window, gazing at the dark night sky to the south, his eyes as deep and unfathomable as a bottomless pool.

Yun Yi turned around, walked back behind the desk, but did not sit down.

Instead, he raised his hand and waved it gently.

【Ding--】

[Host's use of "Dragon Court Domain" detected.]

[Scope: The entire imperial city.]

[Domain Effect: Within this domain, "I am the Mandate of Heaven," the rules of heaven and earth favor you, enemy power is suppressed, and all friendly attributes are greatly increased.]

[National Fortune Consumption: 100000 points/hour.]

Yun Yi looked at the line "100000 points/hour" without even frowning.

But he didn't stop.

He raised his hand again.

【Ding--】

[Host detected using "Imperial Palace Awakening".]

[Activation Target: The entire Imperial City.]

[Activation Effect: The imperial city transforms into a living battle form, with palaces as its bones, dragon energy as its blood, and city walls as its armor.]

[National Fortune Consumption: 500000 points.]

boom--

The entire imperial city trembled slightly.

It's so light that most people don't even notice it.

But those commoners living in the imperial city, those imperial guards on duty, those loyal and brave marquises' personal guards—

Everyone felt a strange tremor.

It was as if... the city had suddenly come to life.

Yun Yi stood in the imperial study, his eyes closed, feeling the pulse emanating from the ground.

The imperial city is breathing.

The city wall is beating its heart.

Every brick, every tile, every beam—was waiting for his command.

"bring it on."

He opened his eyes, his gaze as calm as a stagnant pool.

"Let me see what cards you've been preparing over the past two years."

"I hope you won't disappoint me."

……

at the same time.

Thirty miles outside Kyoto.

On a small hill.

Mu Yu stood in the night, gazing at the brightly lit imperial city in the distance.

Behind her stood twenty silver-white mechs arranged in neat rows.

Thirty feet tall, its entire body shimmering with light, exuding a chilling aura under the moonlight.

Further into the night sky, five hundred fighter jets hovered silently, like a flock of dormant giant eagles.

Further on, there are ten thousand genetically enhanced warriors.

Each one possesses the strength of a single arm weighing 500,000 jin (approximately 25

Each one can withstand heavy weapon fire.

Each one of them can fly in their physical body.

This is all she has accumulated over the past two years.

It's not ten thousand, it's not three thousand.

It is ten thousand.

Ten thousand fourth-generation gene-enhanced warriors.

Twenty war mechs.

Five hundred supersonic fighter jets.

She lied to everyone.

Including the young man she trusted most.

"leader."

A voice came from behind.

Mu Yu did not turn around.

She knew who it was.

Zhao Ming.

The young man who went to Kyoto to deliver the letter for her.

At this moment, he stood behind her, his expression a complex mix of emotions.

"Chief...didn't you say it would be in a month...?"

"A month?"

Mu Yu interrupted him, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"All warfare is based on deception; don't you understand this principle?"