National Fate Horror: From the Start, I Hit the Supernatural with Dongfeng Missiles

An S-rank Rule instance descended upon Huaxia, randomly selecting a young man who was eating instant noodles.

A global livestream began, and 1.4 billion people watched in despair.

A funeral dirge sounded, and ghosts roamed the night. The sinister beings thought another slaughter was about to begin.

Until the young man pulled out... a Dongfeng missile?

"This is Huaxia soil. Who gave you permission to carry a coffin around here?"

"Dongfeng Express, mission guaranteed. Now, you bastards... get blasted!"

At that moment, the world saw what a conceptual-level strike looked like.

The monsters shattered, the coffin exploded, and the S-rank instance was cleared.

The whole world was asking: Who exactly is this guy?

Lin Yuan wiped his mouth and opened the System panel.

The Nine Tripod Cauldrons, Dayu's Flood Control, the Two Bombs and One Satellite, the Red Boat Spirit...

Huaxia's five-thousand-year-old trump cards were being unlocked one by one.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.