novel bin Chapter 137 Joint Exercises and Pressure
Chapter 137 Joint Exercises and Pressure
Over the years, Daxia has never stopped its research in the field of nuclear fusion. Except for the fact that it has been slow to make breakthroughs in key materials science, all other technologies have matured.
Now, this weakness has been addressed.
How could they possibly know that the source of this shortcoming was not Earth technology at all, but a special metal from another world?
Breakthroughs in materials science are like finding a specific grain of sand in an endless desert, requiring countless permutations and combinations and exhaustive attempts with imagination.
This near-miraculous difficulty is precisely the reason why countries are so envious that they immediately and impatiently unite to try and seize it.
Communication, transactions, pressure... all avenues were blocked.
Mars' patience finally ran out.
He stopped pretending, slammed his hand on the table, and completely abandoned all pretense.
"That's enough!"
He glared angrily at the high-ranking official on the screen.
"Don't think that just because you've mastered a little new technology, you can act recklessly!"
"You're courting death!"
"If you insist on being enemies of the whole world, then there will be no place for you on Earth!"
A naked threat.
The atmosphere at the meeting instantly froze.
Upon hearing this, the chief let out a soft snort.
He leaned forward slightly, elbows resting on the table, his gaze piercing as he stared directly at Mars on the other side of the screen.
"Our friends have come; we have good wine."
"If jackals come, they will be met with hunting rifles."
"I advise you all not to try to challenge the bottom line of Great Xia."
"Any malicious act will be subject to the most severe punishment."
"After all, you don't even know how our Great Xia Dynasty was founded and has come to where it is today."
The words fell.
The chief looked around at the crowd, gave a disdainful sneer, as if he were talking about a bunch of clowns.
He extended his finger and pressed the communication cut-off button directly.
A soft "beep" sounded.
The video window representing the Great Xia Dynasty went black instantly.
The entire conference room was deathly silent.
Everyone was stunned by the chief’s decisive words and actions; they couldn’t understand where Great Xia’s confidence came from.
"Fuck! Fuck!!"
Mars suddenly stood up, his chest heaving violently. He pointed at the dark window and hysterically cursed.
"Damn Great Xia! How dare he say that? He's too arrogant!"
"He's declaring war on the whole world! He must pay the price!"
He swept his gaze across the room, looking intently at the equally grim faces of the world leaders, his voice chillingly somber.
"Everyone, you've all seen it. Peaceful methods are useless now. Great Xia thinks we won't dare do anything to them!"
"Then let's give it a try!"
"I propose that we immediately conduct joint live-fire military exercises outside the Arctic Circle!"
"Let them know this isn't a joke; they have to hand over the technology!"
Upon hearing this, several vassal states immediately expressed their agreement.
However, several heads of state showed obvious hesitation.
Live-fire military exercises?
It's called an exercise, but in reality, it's a declaration of war.
Mars noticed their wavering, and he spoke in a sinister tone, full of seduction.
"What are you still hoping for? Are you hoping that Great Xia will have a change of heart and share its nuclear fusion technology with you?"
Stop dreaming!
"Without nuclear fusion, how many years can your underground city last?"
"With just coal and oil, and those meager mineral resources in the North and South Poles, how long can you keep them going?"
"Once the stock runs out, we're all finished!"
His voice suddenly rose, becoming highly inflammatory.
"Only by uniting can we have a chance to survive!"
"For our country, for the continuation of humanity, we have no other choice!"
"Even if we manage to survive, what about after that?"
"In the next three to five years, with the full application of room-temperature superconducting technology in Daxia, to what extent will their computers, weaponry, and aerospace technology develop?"
"At that point, what difference will there be between us and primitive people with sticks in their eyes?!"
"All our living space will be squeezed, and in the end, we can only wait to die in despair!"
"This is our last chance! Let's give it our all!"
These words struck like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard.
Yes, if we don't fight, we're just waiting to die.
If we give it our all, there might still be a glimmer of hope.
One of the representatives, who had been silent until now, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he spoke with difficulty:
"I...agree."
Once there's a first one, there's bound to be a second.
"The Russian bear country agrees."
"The Camel Kingdom agrees."
"We elephants...agree too."
The hesitant look in his eyes gradually hardened, a kind of madness born from being driven to the brink of despair.
Mars looked at the screen filled with windows indicating agreement, a beastly grin spreading across his face.
He clenched his fist and said passionately:
"very good."
"Let's teach Great Xia a lesson!"
......
While the nations of Earth were stirring with ambition, the once-famous Emerald Leaf City of the Elves had become a lair for the Demons.
The enormous World Tree still stands, but its branches and leaves are no longer emerald green; instead, they have turned a sickly dark purple.
Dense demonic energy, like thick pus and blood, slowly seeped from the cracks in the tree trunk, polluting everything around it.
The demon leader, Volaz, sat on a throne formed from the twisted roots of the World Tree, his three thick fingers pinching a still twitching animal and stuffing it directly into his mouth.
"Snap—!"
The sound of bones shattering was sickening, and bits of flesh mixed with blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, making for an exceptionally bloody and cruel scene.
A small monster with bat wings flew in and humbly prostrated itself on the ground.
"Great Lord Volaz, we have lost contact with several small groups that were foraging in the area."
Volaz stuck out his long tongue and licked the blood and flesh from the corner of his mouth clean, making a satisfied smacking sound.
"Dead?"
Its sound was like two rocks rubbing together, full of irritability.
"Yes, sir, there are signs of a fight at the scene."
Volaz let out a snicker full of phlegm and waved his blood-covered hand impatiently.
"There are many strange and wonderful things on this continent."
"It's nothing to be surprised if a few idiots get eaten by wild animals or end up in some poisonous swamp."
To it, the lives of dozens of low-level monsters were far less important than the fresh flesh and blood in its mouth.
The little monster trembled with fright and was about to scramble away when it saw a thud.
"boom--!"
Several dark figures crashed awkwardly from the air at the entrance of the main hall, tumbling and falling inside.
They are several gargoyles, flying units among the demons known for their defensive capabilities.
At this moment, their hard bodies were covered with charred pits and spider web-like cracks, and one of them even had half of its wing melted off.
"Sir...sir!"
The lead gargoyle struggled to its feet, its voice trembling.
"An army! An army of two-legged beasts!"