"Commander, this traitor who collaborates with the enemy is about to be punished..."
Lu Yun raised his head suddenly.
"Great Commander!"
"Do you want to see the skeleton of this country?"
Commander Yuan Datong stopped.
He had seen countless people, but the look in this young man's eyes made him uncomfortable.
That was not the look in the prisoner's eyes.
That was the way the gods looked down at the ants.
"The skeleton of Jiangshan?"
Commander Yuan walked up to Lu Yun.
He smelled the earthy smell mixed with rain on Lu Yun's body.
"I have killed many charlatans."
"Not bad for you."
Lu Yun stood up.
He ignored the dozens of spears aimed at him around him.
He pulled a scroll from his arms.
The thing was neither silk nor silk, and exuded a faint fluorescent light.
Wow——
The scroll lay spread out in the mud.
Three meters long.
One meter wide.
The originally noisy sound of rain mysteriously disappeared at that moment.
Commander Yuan lowered his head.
Just one glance.
He felt that his heavenly spirit cap had been lifted.
That's not a painting.
That's alive.
He saw coal and iron veins entrenched like giant dragons deep underground in the three eastern provinces.
He saw black oil gurgling under the northwest desert.
He even saw Europe on the other side of the ocean, the factories, defense lines, and even the deployment of troops in those countries.
Every detail is astonishingly precise.
"What kind of divine object is this?"
