National Fate: Eight Yin Generals Guard China from Their Sleeping Coffins

A dark golden beam of light illuminated the other half of the sky above Earth.

The blessings of fundamental national destiny simultaneously rained down upon the skies above 196 countries. The energy transformed into tiny golden specks of light, merging into the territories of each nation.

People in Western countries took to the streets, opening their arms to welcome the miracle.

On a street in New York, a veteran in a wheelchair felt a warm sensation in his legs.

He braced himself on the armrests of his wheelchair and stood up unsteadily. The surrounding crowd gasped in surprise.

The veteran stepped out with his left leg and onto the asphalt road.

His face flushed red as he prepared to step out with his right leg.

His leg muscles were insufficient to support his weight, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Paris Hospital, Gaul.

The severe coughing symptoms of a tuberculosis patient have stopped.

He pulled out the oxygen tube and breathed freely for ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, he clutched his chest again and coughed up a mouthful of phlegm.

On the networks of 196 countries, after a brief burst of cheers, a long period of silence ensued.

A 10% increase in national fortune has only improved air quality, cured minor illnesses, and slowed the onset of severe illnesses.

No one has ever had a limb grow back, no one has ever been cured of a terminal illness, and no one has ever become young again.

The enormous disparity has taken root and flourished among people all over the world.

They switched to their own country's news and clicked on the foreign video reposting section of China's website.

In the video, a late-stage bone cancer patient in China is seen crushing walnuts with one hand.

An 80-year-old veteran in China can hike 10 kilometers without getting out of breath.

The rivers in the Sichuan region of China are crystal clear, and ancient creatures that have disappeared from the world swim in them.

The flames of jealousy have extinguished the rationality of Western netizens.

The global public comment section was instantly filled with vicious and sarcastic remarks.

[The United States of America: "What's the use? Enjoy these few minutes of peace! The system has already announced that the global difficulty is uniformly increasing, and ten thousand D-rank Corrupted Bone Dragons are about to descend!"]

[Sunset Empire: "The Chinese are incredibly stupid. Your eight useless athletes gave up their SSS-level personal enhancements to improve the national physique. How are they supposed to fight a D-level monster?"]

[Sakura Country: "That's called shortsightedness. Without strong players to guard the city gates, once the walls are breached, ten thousand D-rank monsters will manifest on Chinese territory, and you'll have to give back your thirty percent increase in national fortune, plus interest. Mutant monsters love to eat food with abundant qi and blood."]

[South Korea: "Enjoy your last supper. After the next wave of monster siege, China will be wiped off the map."]

To verify the comments on the screen, Western countries kept the camera focused on their own players.

Within the national destiny space, at the city gates of 196 countries, contestants who have undergone system enhancements are adapting to their new powers.

Bald Eagle Country's position.

Smith Jackson stands on the ruins.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

The pupils were completely replaced by a dazzling white light.

He made no move.

With his body as the center, the air within a radius of 300 meters was completely sucked out.

A massive vortex of thunderstorm appeared out of nowhere above his head.

Countless bolts of blue lightning, as thick as an adult's arm, descended from the sky and slammed heavily onto the sand.

The particles crystallized instantly, forming a vast glass plaza.

This was just an unintentional aftereffect of his actions.

His S-class ability, enhanced by the treasure chest, crossed the barrier and reached a completely new level.

South Korean stronghold.

Park Ji-sung holds up the cross in his hand.

Holy light surged from his palm, no longer an illusory hemispherical shield, but condensed into a solid wall of light that was a hundred meters high and three meters thick.

Mysterious expulsion inscriptions flowed across the surface of the light wall.

The land of cherry blossoms.

Takeshi Yamamoto shouted.

The katana is drawn.

The blade did not strike the object.

A black wind blade carved a deep trench, a kilometer long, into the sand, its depths unfathomable.

The visual impact of the power completely ignited a frenzy on the international internet.

[See that! Smith is a god! This is divine punishment!]

Bring on the monsters! Electrocute ten thousand of them to ashes!

[Yamamoto-kun's Iaijutsu has reached a new level! The Empire is invincible!]

[The light wall can block all air attacks! South Korea will win!]

Our Knight Commander has already materialized a physical sword!

[Our magic shield can withstand the dragon's breath! We can win without even lifting a finger!]

[Mechanical Ascension! Our contestant can now fire laser cannons!]

What does your China have? Rusty scrap iron? Hahahaha!

Our yoga master can control gravity! China isn't even worthy to be a spectator!

[Waiting for the Chinese people to be wiped out by the Bone Dragon!]

The barrage of comments crossed the line and floated on the Chinese screen.

The heated online discussion has subsided.

Everyone, please return to the Huaxia live stream room.

In front of the loess city wall.

The old beggar rubbed a lump of black mud out of his tattered cotton coat.

The blind old man was wiping the broken-stringed erhu with a tattered cloth.

The scholar drew circles in the sand with chalk.

Guan Shan sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless.

He carried a broken knife wrapped in tattered cloth on his back.

No thunder.

There is no light.

No wind blade.

These people didn't even change their posture.

Even if the one with the knife can still defend, how many waves can he defend if his strength doesn't improve?

The city gates will break down sooner or later!

The foreigner's words may be crude, but the principle is sound: ten thousand flying monsters are truly difficult to deal with.

[This simpleton can manage to cut down wolves, but how does he fight a flying bone dragon? Those bones are tougher than wolf hide!]

[These old folks are so confused! Taking some equipment would have been fine, but why sacrifice everything!]

Those few old, weak, sick, and disabled people would all be wiped out with a single swipe of the Bone Dragon's claw.

Brothers, if the door breaks down, don't back down. The nation has given us its lifeblood; let's grab a cleaver and take down a few monsters!

【……】

A sense of powerlessness weighed on everyone's hearts.

Send eight unarmed ordinary people to fight the monster.

Nobody can stand it.

..........

The strategic command center 100 meters underground in Yanjing.

Minister Chen looked at the global player strength comparison data report, his brows furrowing deeply.

"General, the situation is dire." Staff Officer Li strode to the alloy table and handed over a tablet. "The think tank has built a model based on the fragments of information provided by the system. A D-rank Corrupted Bone Dragon, capable of low-altitude flight. Its body is covered in undead bone armor, making it more than five times more resistant to attacks than an Ironclad Wolf. The most deadly weapon is its Corrupted Breath, a high-intensity bio-chemical attack. Without a protective shield, any mortal body that comes into contact with it will instantly turn into pus."

Long Jiang stared coldly at Guan Shan on the big screen.

"They didn't receive system enhancements, so their physical slashing attacks against air units are significantly less effective. Moreover, when facing a wide-area gas attack, no matter how fast their swords are, they can't cut through the toxins in the air."

The hall was quiet.

Long suddenly turned around, strode to the control panel, and picked up the red internal hotline phone.

"Order to the three major war zones. Unlock all air defense networks along the four borders (east, west, south, and north). Distribute individual protective suits to frontline field units. Rocket Force units, take up launch positions and stand by."

Long slammed the phone down.

"Since these eight righteous men have entrusted the fate of our nation to us, even if the gate is breached, we will gnaw this bone to pieces!"

The mechanical sound from the heavens descended once more.

[Rest time over.]

[Global Defense Line Simultaneous Announcement: The second round of the city defense battle has begun. Invading Beast: D-rank Corrupted Bone Dragon. Quantity: 10,000.]