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

The space for national destiny.

The mechanical sound exploded across the giant screen of the global atmosphere.

The seventh wave of monsters has ended.

[Seventh wave of city defense rewards distributed.]

Before the gates of Huaxia City, a bare panel appeared.

Chen Xiao strode forward, his right fist clenched.

Without the slightest pause, he slammed his fist into the center of the bare board.

The light panel shattered, turning into countless golden specks of light.

[Huaxia Defense Line: For the seventh time, all members have forfeited their individual rewards.]

[Seven consecutive accumulations of fortune have been detected, increasing China's national fortune by over 150%.]

[This triggers the law of qualitative change in national destiny.]

[Exclusive Reward for China: A surge of spiritual energy descends, elevating the entire ecosystem.]

The sound faded.

The real world of Blue Star.

A deep, muffled rumble emanated from the depths of China's 9.6 million square kilometers of land.

The originally pale blue spiritual mist instantly liquefied.

A torrential rain of blue light poured down, covering all the provinces.

Deep in the Changbai Mountains.

The snow is melting.

A ginseng plant broke through the soil, its stems and leaves growing wildly, and at the top, it produced a fist-sized, crimson fruit.

A dying adult snow leopard swallows the fruit.

Its fur shed, its body grew to two meters tall, and barbs sprouted from its back.

The muscles of his limbs bulged as he stepped on the rocks, and white clouds rose from the soles of his feet.

The Yellow River Basin.

Clear springs gushed forth from the dried-up riverbed, causing the river water to overflow.

The big-headed carp leaps out of the water, its scales shedding their gray color and replacing them with dazzling golden scales.

Spiritual plants.

Mythical beast.

Species recorded in ancient books are reviving in large numbers during the rain.

Towns, villages, streets.

The spiritual rain fell on everyone's skin, seeping directly into their pores.

Yanjing, Intensive Care Unit of the First People's Hospital.

An elderly man whose electrocardiogram had long since shifted suddenly sat up.

He unplugged the ventilator and crushed the metal railing of the hospital bed.

A university playground.

Physical education students are being tested in the 100-meter dash.

The starting gun fired, and a blur swept across the finish line.

The timer stopped at 2.9 seconds.

In front of the force gauge, an ordinary office worker casually throws a punch.

The numbers on the screen jumped wildly, eventually settling at 2,000 kilograms.

A leap in physical fitness.

Increase the strength.

Having a physique ten times that of a normal human has become the basic standard for 1.4 billion people in China.

..........

Yanjing, the strategic command center 100 meters underground.

Everyone in the hall stood ramrod straight.

Staff Officer Li typed on the keyboard with both hands, his eyes red-rimmed.

"Sir! Monitoring data from across the country has been compiled!"

"One minute ago, the number of awakened individuals in our country surpassed one million!"

"This goes beyond the realm of superpowers!"

Staff Officer Li switched the screen display.

The image shows the summit of Mount Tai.

A dozen or so young people dressed in casual clothes were suspended in mid-air with their feet off the ground.

They closed their eyes and breathed deeply, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered into a visible vortex.

"They can directly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and briefly fly through the air!"

"We now have one million monks!"

Zhou Yaoguo stared at the screen, his hands behind his back, his knuckles clenched tightly.

"How's the progress at the arsenal?"

Minister Chen strode into the hall.

He was carrying a black assault rifle.

The rifle barrel is thicker and its surface is engraved with intricate blue patterns.

"The Academy of Sciences and the Institute of Reiki Analysis completed the work overnight."

Minister Chen pulled back the bolt and ejected a crystal-clear cyan object. "This gun has abandoned gunpowder. It's filled with spiritual energy crystals, and its single-shot power is equivalent to an armor-piercing round from a main battle tank. The recoil is zero."

Zhou Yaoguo took the rifle and burst into laughter.

"Good! Send all the existing inventory to the border. Let those mutated beasts taste China's new treasures!"

"Notify the three major war zones to register all one million Awakened Ones. Select the elite and directly incorporate them into the Dragon Soul Special Forces. Expand the military nationwide!"

online.

The live stream chat room dedicated to Huaxia was flooded with comments like a waterfall.

[Guys, I've grown ten centimeters taller! My chronic nearsightedness is completely cured, and I just cracked the curb while walking downstairs!]

The elderly woman who dances in the square downstairs carried a 100-pound bag of rice in one hand and ran up 20 flights of stairs without even breaking a sweat.

[Spiritual energy has returned! The cactus on my balcony produced a glowing fruit, and after my dog ​​ate it, he can now walk upright!]

[Check out the news just released by the military! Psionic weapons are being fully deployed on the border; one shot can blow up a mountain!]

While those Westerners are still fighting over the gene serums the system gave them, our ancestors directly led everyone to cultivate immortality.

I just checked the international websites. All the smaller neighboring countries are gone, and the players from the major countries are seriously injured and near death.

How they mocked us back then? Now we'll give them everything back!

[Thank you to our ancestors! Thank you to our eight predecessors!]

Being born Chinese is the most worthwhile thing in my life!

[Warning: High alert! Look at your screen! Our ancestors are making a move!!!]

【……】

The space for national destiny.

A strong wind blew across the yellow sand.

Eight people and a coffin stood quietly in front of the Huaxia City gate.

The cypress wood grain on the surface of the black coffin was now filled with a rich bluish light.

The golden light flowed faster and faster on the seven bone-suppressing nails.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

The sound of a heartbeat.

Previously, the sound of a heartbeat could only be heard around the coffin.

Now, every pulsation pierces through space.

It even drowned out the muffled thunder from the depths of the distant wilderness.

The sand and gravel on the ground vibrated rhythmically up and down in sync with the beat of my heart.

Guan Shan gripped the blood-patterned iron knife tightly and turned to walk towards the coffin.

The horse bells were put away.

Liu Bai closed the mahogany box.

Ji Yuan, Jiang Chen, Su Qingyi, the Old Beggar, and Blind Luo.

All eight apprentices gathered around.

Chen Xiao walked at the very front.

He bent his knees and slammed them heavily onto the sand.

He stretched out his hands and pressed them against the hot coffin lid.

The veins on the back of the hand are bulging.

"Master."

Chen Xiao's voice trembled.

"The nation's fortune has risen, breaking 150."

"Did you hear any noise outside?"

"China has been saved. 1.4 billion people have been transformed. Everyone is doing well."

He pressed his forehead against the cold wooden board.

"Soon."

"You'll wake up soon. We'll wait here for you to emerge from seclusion."

Inside the coffin, the heartbeat sounded even deeper.

A gentle stream of cyan energy flowed along Chen Xiao's arm, brushing over the scratches on his body.

The feeling of fatigue vanished instantly.

The eight apprentices knelt down in unison, heads bowed and silent.

Externally, the global network is in turmoil.

............

Bald Eagle Country.

The president slumped in his leather chair, staring intently at the coffin on the screen that was emitting a heartbeat.

"A 150% increase in national fortune..." The president covered his face with his hands. "One million awakened individuals could form an invincible army at any time. Our total number of superhumans is less than ten thousand."

"Why!"

The president abruptly swept the documents off the table, scattering papers all over the floor. "Who is that person in the coffin?! Someone who hasn't even shown their face, what gives them the right to elevate the nation to this level?!"

"Lead your nation into a new era!"

"Does he think he's a god?!"

The chief of staff stood to the side, looking down at the floor.

I was terrified.

Such a crucial mission, yet their lackeys, who have been buried in China for decades, knew absolutely nothing about it!

These bunch of useless trash!!!

...........

Tokyo, the Prime Minister's official residence.

Tanaka stared at the screen, his face deathly pale.

Yamamoto Itto lay dead in a pool of blood, his fate unknown, while the entire Chinese side experienced a dimensional ascension.

Despair spread through the minds of all foreign high-ranking officials.

Yanjing, the underground strategic center.

The door to the internal reference room was tightly closed.

A huge 3D holographic map of China hangs on the wall.

Zhou Yaoguo stood in front of the map.

The director of the information processing center strode into the room.

He was holding a document bag stamped with a red "Top Secret" seal.

"Sir, the Security Bureau has found the files of these eight comrades!"