Chapter 330: Crisis

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“What happened?” The cameraman turned his head to take a look. When he found out that the person asking the question was a short and skinny young Asian man who looked as though he was sick, he shrugged and inhaled his cigarette violently before puffing out choking smoke. “Go watch the news report man! Everything is on the Internet and Tudenan Valley now.”

The young Asian man smiled and took out a few hundred dollar bills from his pocket. “But I don’t have so much time, sir. In that case, we might as well make a deal. I want to listen to detailed first-hand information, and I believe you’ll feel more relaxed enjoying a top-cla.s.s Brazilian cigar after overnight work. Why don’t I give you the money to buy cigars and you tell me what I want to know? What do you think about it?”

“Oh, this is a good proposal,” Colile was dumbfounded for a moment. Then, with a grin, he took out a piece from the several banknotes handed by Zhang Lisheng and flicked it before putting it in his pocket. “I don’t need that much money to buy a top Brazilian cigar so in that case, one will suffice. Alright, Mr. Generous! Actually, I don’t know much about it as well. About two hours ago, not long after the la.s.s ferry sailed to the new New York port from Shrimp B1 Island, the aborigines on the island’s human gathering place suddenly attacked the new US immigrants who went there. When the attack occurred, it was witnessed by the pa.s.sengers on the ferry that had just left the sh.o.r.e. When they returned to the new port, the news naturally spread out. Then, about an hour ago, about 100 or more Steel Warriors flew out from the New York military base and it looks as though they’re the reinforcements for Shrimp B1 Island’s station troops. After that, just ten minutes ago, the federal government officially confirmed that the US people on Shrimp B1 Island have been attacked by the indigenous people from Shrimp World No. 2. The number of casualties have exceeded 2,500 and more than 7000 people are heavily injured. These are all the news that we received so far.”

“So does this mean that it’s the natives who took the initiative to attack the humans and that the attack occurred two hours ago?” Zhang Lisheng confirmed again.

“Yes, it might have been a little suspicious had it been an official statement but these two pieces of information are spread out by the ‘new immigrants’ who are lucky enough to escape, so because of this, it should be absolutely true.”

“Oh, you’re right. Thank you.” Zhang Lisheng nodded in contemplation. Then, he turned away from the noisy crowd.

“What a weird guy.” Watching him gradually walking away, Colile curled his lips and threw the cigarette b.u.t.t in his hand. Turning around, he started to switch on his camera and began to film so that he could edit it into a picture news later. Right at this moment, Zhang Lisheng had already walked back through his original track and returned to the dark wilderness next to the new port.

Carefully looking around, the young man took off his clothes and turned into a three-meter-high green scale giant with his wyrmdragon power. He dug a deep pit on the ground, buried his clothes and shoes, and then summoned the cloud to fly up into the air.

The night sky was clear and cloudless, with only a few stars hanging in the sky with the bright moon. Zhang Lisheng coursed through the clouds and commanded the only cloud to fly in the direction of the bright light somewhere distant from the sea. Thirty minutes later, he could finally clearly see the scene of 300 spiritual monsters fighting to their death with more than 100 Steel Warriors at the human gathering place beside the coast of Shrimp B1 Island.

This war was between spiritual monsters made of various shapes, both large and small, that can cast various strange spells and abilities, and the mechanical giants made from superalloys while being equipped with high-tech weapons such as laser beams, light-guided missiles, and high-vibrating arm knives.

The visual impact of this brutal confrontation between the supernatural civilization and technological civilization made the young man floating in the clouds baffled.

“This is really a big battle! Had this battle taken place somewhere else rather in this jungle-covered island, it would look like the over 100 Steel Warriors would have been able to eliminate the 300 spiritual monsters. After all, it is a war machine that costs more than 100 billion dollars. Just the price alone is enough to crush these G.o.ds. However, right now the spiritual monsters have the geographical advantage on their sides so the situation is not so simple…” Zhang Lisheng whispered to himself. After a while, he suddenly realized that these 300 spiritual monsters were the vast majority of the spiritual monsters guarding the remaining two indigenous forces on Shrimp B1 Island, other than the Tudenan tribe.

He froze as puzzlement appeared on his face. No longer daring to use more time to think about it carefully, he quickly commanded the cloud to make a detour on the sky above the sea and flew in the direction of Tudenan.

The night was gradually getting darker but the Tudenan was brightly lit with bonfires. On the vast open s.p.a.ce in front of the totem pole, tens of thousands of native warriors were armed with spears and sharp knives, riding on the giant millispiders well-arranged in their battle formation, as their shadows swayed in the light.

“Is there any news from Chief Tatuwa?” Standing on the high platform next to the totem pole, the Tudenan headman sullenly asked the dispatch warrior loudly. After several years of tempering, he still maintained a steady att.i.tude in this extremely precarious moment.

Tatuwa was a true disciple warrior who could teleport through two living trees after receiving Zhang Lisheng’s Gold Core fragment transplant. Even though his ability was not helpful for the war, it was enough to make him the most competent scout on Shrimp B1 Island.

“There’s no news yet, respected Tudenan headman!” The warrior riding on the huge purple-haired spider under the high platform replied respectfully. At this instant, a quiet voice resonated from midair. “What is the latest news received from Tatuwa?”

“Great Raider, the last news sent by chief Tatuwa is that not only did those exiled outlanders have the alchemist magical items on the walls and the large steel s.h.i.+ps on the sea as their weapons, they also have many huge iron men flying in the sky. Those iron men can emit strong glares that melts the iron and stone and can even cast sorcery that can pursue their enemies. The Kamando tribesmen and the tribal alliance led by Samru, Pelungia and Eruya have fallen into a disadvantage in the war.” When the dispatch warrior recognized the voice, he immediately jumped to the ground and crouched as he replied.

After he kneeled down, the entire Tudenan soon crouched at the feet of Zhang Lisheng who had dispersed the clouds and landed on the high platform.

“Why did the Kamando joint force Samru, Pelungia and Eruya suddenly attack the tribe built by those exiled outlanders on the island?” The young man did not bat his eyes at the believers wors.h.i.+pping but instead, as his mind whirled around, he asked without delay.

“I think it’s probably because of the wealth of the outlanders, Great Raider! It’s said that their wealth is almost endless. They can even a useless stone in exchange of a huge amount of meat as a Big-horned Deer!” Tugra said while kneeling on the ground.

“Tugra, this reasoning of yours is too far-fetched…” Zhang Lisheng frowned. “Forget it, I’ll come to know about this eventually. It’s already dark now so why are the tribal warriors gathered here?”

“Great Raider, I’m afraid that the Kamando people and the tribal alliance of the Samru, Pelungia and Eruya would suddenly come attack Tudenan with their winning morale after they manage to destroy the outlander’s tribe so that’s why I…”

“You don’t understand how horrifying the outlanders can be so it’s reasonable for you to be so cautious.” Upon hearing the Tudenan headman’s words, the tribal Raider grinned and had a peculiar smile on his face. “But don’t worry, these tribes Kamando, Samru, Pelungia and Eruya will never attack Tudenan again. Their destruction is a foregone conclusion. What we have to consider now is whether Tudenan may also be implicated and destroyed because of the attacks made by those idiots on the outlanders. Tugra, order everyone to temporarily hide in the banks of the underground Golden River. n.o.body is allowed to step out onto the ground without my orders!”

“Great Raider, Y-You want all 600,000 Tudenan people to hide in the underground Golden River?” Tugra asked in bafflement.

“Yes, the underground Golden River is long enough to accommodate 600,000 people. If everyone eats only half-full, it will be able to support everybody.” Zhang Lisheng gathered his clouds and gradually rose to the air. “The stupidity of the Kamando, Samru, Pelungia and Eruya tribes have brought danger to us but at the same time, they also brought a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I’ll try and see whether I can grasp this opportunity but for the sake of safety, you must first take the Tudenan people into the underground river bank to prevent the outlanders from accidentally destroying our tribe if they launch a cruel revenge.”

“It’s just a group of exiled outlanders! D-Do they really have such strength, Great Raider?”

“Of course they do! Do as I say, Tugra.”

“Yes!” On the high platform, Tugra watched the transformed Raider being raised to the sky by the clouds. Immediately, he stood up and urged all Tudenan people to line up and climb into the wooden cart that transported the catch. Then, the carts slid into the underground Great Raider rapidly one by one along the wooden rails.

With the machinery power and the disciplined nature carved in the h.e.l.lfire bone, when the sky became bright, all of the 600,000 Tudenan people had already been safely transferred to the underground at an incredible speed.

Not long after the last Tudenan cart slid into the holt, roaring airplane sounds reverberated along the sky of Shrimp B1 Island.

Under the escort of fighter planes, hundreds of heavy bombers crossed the world’s fence and appeared in the sky where the sun was just about to rise. Very soon, all of the forests with traces of the natives were caught in a sea of fire.

Of course, those who suffered the greatest suffering from this catastrophe was none other than Samru, Pelungia and Eruya who were closest to the human gathering place.

After a hard night of battle, the tribe’s guardian spiritual monsters had already suffered more than 30% of casualties. Now that the tribal habitat was once again being attacked devastatingly the moment dawn appeared, the Samru headman, who remained in the tribe and was lucky enough to have survived, seemed to become 20 to 30 years older in just one night. Standing in front of a collapsed old wooden house staring at the raging fire that was billowing with smoke around him, he murmured, “No! No! No! No! This can’t be true! Samru will not be destroyed like this! No… No…”