Faced with mockery from the Western powers and their bizarre executioner's blades, transfer student Shen Mu quietly slung his old schoolbag over his shoulder.
“If your gods won't do anything, then let's call on the ancestors of Huaxia to handle it.”
That night, the First Emperor swept aside the clouds with his sword, and the iron cavalry of Great Qin stormed the gates of the Western divine realm!
The next day, Shen Mu was quietly eating instant noodles in his rented apartment.
Thirty military helicopters sealed off the sky, and a hundred thousand troops lined up outside the school gates!
An old general with three stars on his shoulder pushed aside the campus belle, Lin Qianqian, and saluted Shen Mu with tears in his eyes:
“First-level combat readiness! Bring Mr. Shen home at all costs! Anyone who gets in our way will be wiped out with nuclear weapons!”
Shen Mu stared at him. “I just killed one world-ending horror. Was all this really necessary?”
It has been upgraded to the national level, a teacher was punished, and people from the Military Region National Security Bureau came. Are the principals and school leaders all dead?
There is no logic at all, just not a single chapter is written just for the sake of showing off.
It has been upgraded to the national level, a teacher was punished, and people from the Military Region National Security Bureau came. Are the principals and school leaders all dead?
There is no logic at all, just not a single chapter is written just for the sake of showing off.