Chapter 217 - 215: Pre-War Mobilization Against the Otherworld

Chapter 217: Chapter 215: Pre-War Mobilization Against the Otherworld

CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP!

As Ji Donglai finished speaking, crisp applause immediately echoed through the room, with the King of Shenanigans clapping the loudest.

Fang Can froze, completely mortified.

’Weren’t we supposed to be having a meeting? Why would he suddenly say something like that right before we start?’

Watching the superhumans around him—some whistling, others making hand gestures—Fang Can felt like he’d come to the wrong place.

He had seriously misjudged the nature of this meeting.

Instead of a serious, high-level summit, this felt more like a casual family get-together.

They were all damn superhumans, so in Ji Donglai’s eyes, they were all family. Here, you didn’t even need to use official titles.

Awkwardly, he gave a faint nod to the others, found a seat, and picked up the file on the round table to flip through it.

He skimmed the first few pages and, based on the intelligence within, got a general idea of the meeting’s agenda.

What was displaced this time was a Great Chu city called Yang Flame.

Drone surveillance revealed the city had a population of about 500,000. Its total area comprised one million square meters of urban district and another three million square meters of surrounding land.

A city of this scale would be considered medium-sized even in the ancient-style world of Great Derivation. The possibility of Heaven-Ascending Road-level Martial Artists being inside could not be ruled out.

Our people had already gone over to negotiate. Now, they were discussing how to proceed.

After briefly praising Fang Can and chatting with a few others, Ji Donglai got down to business.

"According to our researchers’ hypothesis, the people from C-City who were displaced aren’t dead. They’re just trapped in a state of stopped time in Great Chu."

"As long as we move the anchor point, the people of C-City can return the next time a transposition occurs."

"We currently suspect the anchor point is that Ancient City itself. Therefore, the plan is to move the entire city. Any thoughts?" Ji Donglai looked at everyone present.

"Then let’s move it," Superman F said, lightly dusting off his clothes. "How heavy is the city?"

"Including the land, buildings, and population, it’s about one billion tons," Ji Donglai stated a figure.

"Then I’m a bit short. Can’t lift it," Superman F said in a leisurely tone. "Boss, why don’t you just lift it yourself?"

"It’s a waste of money, you get it? Do you know how much it costs to move one billion tons dozens of kilometers in one piece?" Ji Donglai’s forehead throbbed. He’d never met such a spendthrift.

"Then I’ll help," a cool, clear voice spoke up.

A superhuman with long, dark green hair, a black leather uniform, and a gold five-pointed star on her shoulder spoke up. Fang Can recognized her. It was Deity.

She herself had no offensive superpowers, but she possessed an amplification ability that could strengthen the powers of other superhumans.

"With your help, it should work. A tenfold power boost should be just enough for me to move it." Superman F nodded nonchalantly, clearly having worked with her a few times before.

"Alright, let’s move on to the second topic. We need to prepare to go to Great Chu," Ji Donglai said slowly, his words capturing everyone’s attention.

"Boss, how do we get there?" the King of Shenanigans asked excitedly, obviously very interested.

"From now on, the Ancient City will act as our anchor point. As long as we are inside the city during the transposition, we should be able to cross over to the other side via the anchor."

"So you’re saying, to make sure we get to Great Chu, we have to stay in that city at all times from now on?"

A superhuman pursed his lips. "That sounds like way too much trouble."

"If it’s a matter of timing the crossing, I can give advance notice," Fang Can suddenly said.

"My intuition can probably predict the specific time of the transposition, with a margin of error of less than ten minutes."

"Oh, that makes it simple then. We can just all go together when the time comes." The crowd nodded, having no objections.

"Don’t be so relaxed. This trip will be extremely dangerous," Ji Donglai said gravely.

"Most of you are physically more fragile than even a First Layer Martial Artist. A single glance from a Heart Image Martial Artist could turn you into an imbecile."

"Even if you are Continent Level ability users, assassination, poison, curses, traps, ambushes... any one of these could be enough to kill most of you."

"Compared to those Martial Artists, who are enhanced in every aspect, we individual superhumans are practically a vulnerable group."

"But it is precisely because of our weakness that we must stick together. Only the power of our bonds, united, can stand against any enemy. Otherwise, only annihilation awaits us."

"The only thing that makes us stronger than those inferior species is the unbreakable bond we share."

"Originally, I planned to wait for a few more transpositions, gather intelligence on every Fourth Turn expert, and then lead a group over."

"But now, word has come from the Otherworld that they want to capture one of our family—Fang Can—and use him as a Dual Cultivation furnace. This is absolutely unforgivable."

"Any attack on a superhuman is a declaration of war on our entire collective. So, no matter how dangerous, we must face it together. This is the foundation upon which the New Country exists."

Ji Donglai looked at the superhumans present, his expression grave.

"Now, to face those Fourth Turn experts, we need to prepare our team compositions in advance."

"The core team—myself, the King of Shenanigans, the Holy Separator, Deity, and Fang Can—must go. The rest of you may volunteer to come along."

"When we go over this time, we will first attempt to destroy or conquer a nation, to prove the strength of our bond to those inferior Otherworld natives."

Ji Donglai lightly slammed his fist on the table, his tone resolute!

This speech immediately triggered cheers from the entire room. Fang Can’s superhuman family members began to applaud one by one.

"Oh, long live the superhumans!"

"That’s how it should be! Let’s not lose face! We’ll ruthlessly enslave the Otherworld Martial Artists and strengthen ourselves!"

"We’ll always follow the Boss’s leadership."

...

Watching the scene, Fang Can was actually quite moved. But another thought immediately surfaced: ’Can we even win?’

Based on his recent understanding of Great Derivation, these Continent Level superhumans were individually probably stronger than a Third Turn.

But could they win against a Fourth Turn, who was on a completely different level from a Third Turn?

After all, the weaknesses of these superhumans were truly extreme. A single mistake in execution and they were finished.

As if noticing Fang Can’s thoughts, Ji Donglai smiled and waved his hand. "We have the element of surprise and a plan. United, victory is guaranteed this time."

"For now, you go with Superman F and the others. Head to the Ancient City and scout the whole place out. See what we’re dealing with."

"We’re preparing to formally declare war anyway, so you don’t need to worry about being exposed."

Since Ji Donglai had said as much, Fang Can could only nod. Then, under the power of the King of Shenanigans’ teleportation, the four of them appeared in the sky above the Ancient City, looking down at the clamor of the populace below.