"Speaking of which, now that the incident at the Gusu Heavenly Rift has been resolved, Su Zhu should be back by now, right?" Su Han rubbed his chin and then suddenly laughed.
Although his meals have been taken care of by the five-star chefs of the Jinling Cultivation Association these days, and Su Zhu's cooking is far inferior to that of the five-star chefs... he still prefers Su Zhu's cooking, mainly because he is not eating alone and it tastes like home.
Su Han sat cross-legged on the bed, then closed his eyes and entered the misty space.
...
The Hall of Mist, a hall that is deep and eternal, surrounded by glittering stars. The atmosphere is mysterious yet exudes a transcendent quality.
"Thank goodness, the inspector finally let us out." Conan rubbed his temples, then looked a little strange. "However, it seems that Makoto Kyogoku has been found by the police. It seems that people in our world also think he's not quite right."
"Look... now that such a big incident has happened, no one suspected of being involved with supernatural forces can escape." Conan said with a hint of schadenfreude.
Finished at 6 PM, time for bed, goodnight everyone!
Hmm, I didn't say goodnight yesterday, maybe because I forgot...?
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 256 The Qin Dynasty: A Fusion of Technology and Mythological Revival (First Update)
Unexpected, yet reasonable. Saeko Busujima nodded thoughtfully.
“Actually, there’s only one thing I’m curious about,” Daigo Madoka asked after a moment of hesitation, “In the original history, you used a soccer ball to shoot and destroy a satellite falling from the sky… Even if you hadn’t joined the council, your physique should still be abnormal, right?”
Daigo Madoka said he still couldn't understand this matter.
Conan's lips twitched. "Don't ask me... I don't know what happened either. Maybe I'll only be able to figure it out when I actually encounter something like that."
Madara Uchiha's expression remained indifferent, as always, without any change in expression.
"Speaker of the Council." Huang Rong casually glanced at Su Han's presence, her gaze sharpened, and her voice carried a hint of surprise. However, she quickly recovered, composed herself, and said softly, "Good afternoon."
"Hmm," Su Han replied calmly.
Aizen nodded slightly to Su Han, a smile playing on his lips, "Seeing you as always... I'm relieved."
This time, however, Su Han did not answer, and Aizen did not care.
After greeting Su Han, Tony Stark turned to Ying Zheng again and said, "By the way, how's everything going over there lately? It's been a while since you've contacted me for a trade."
“The main problem is that the technology hasn’t been fully assimilated.” Ying Zheng thought for a moment and then suddenly laughed, clearly in a good mood. “However, if you go to Xianyang again… you certainly won’t believe that the city was the former capital of the Great Qin.”
Su Han narrowed his eyes slightly and tapped the back of the chair lightly with his fingers. A dazzling light rose from Ying Zheng's body, suddenly spreading outwards.
"Where is this?" Sawada Tsunayoshi looked around, his expression gradually stiffening, filled with astonishment and disbelief. "What kind of place is this?"
This is an extremely peculiar city.
Skyscrapers and dilapidated houses are intertwined. Cars are on the road, as are subway cars whose carriages are made entirely of wood and carved with all sorts of patterns, and horse-drawn carriages.
Some people walked the streets dressed in luxurious Qin-style clothing, while others wore linen clothes.
Advanced and backward, modern and classical – all sorts of different charms intertwine to create an extremely powerful sense of visual conflict.
"Incredible, truly incredible." Conan's fingers trembled as he tugged at his collar. Combining the conversation he had overheard earlier, he realized that this was Xianyang. "In such a short time, the Qin Dynasty has been transformed into this."
“Indeed,” Tony Stark said, recovering from his brief shock. He nodded in deep agreement. “If this city of Xianyang were in our time, it would probably attract millions of tourists every year.”
“I’m fine with everything else,” Sawada Tsunayoshi said with a troubled expression, “but what’s with that subway? I saw subway tracks floating in mid-air, and those subways… are made entirely of wood. Won’t they fall apart halfway through?”
Although Sawada Tsunayoshi's grades weren't very good, he still felt that what he was seeing was beyond reason.
"Have you forgotten that in the world I live in, there existed true immortals and gods in ancient times?" Ying Zheng glanced at everyone present with an inscrutable expression.
After a brief silence, many people suddenly realized what was going on.
Indeed, Ying Zheng has now become the spokesperson for the Way of Heaven, able to trace back to ancient times and know the great secrets of those gods and demons from ancient times.
The unique magic of ancient gods and demons, combined with the various high-tech features provided by Tony Stark... this is what created the extraordinary spectacle of Xianyang City.
The realistic illusion continues to unfold, showcasing the state of Xianyang City from all angles.
"My God, what are those?" Weber stared at the wooden and steel robots walking along the roadside, picking up trash from the ground and stuffing it into the roadside trash cans, swallowing hard.
"The Mohist school's mechanical arts, combined with some special spells from the ancient times of gods and demons, and the advanced technology provided by Mr. Stark," Ying Zheng glanced at Webber, speaking casually, "Nothing to be shocked about, right? They weren't originally created as environmental robots. They existed as a defensive force for Xianyang City!"
"My Great Qin has already created three thousand mechanical puppets, and the goal is to create one hundred thousand! Right now, these three thousand mechanical puppets alone are enough to defeat an army of three hundred thousand. Once one hundred thousand are created, the world will be as stable as Mount Tai, and I can expand globally and build my own Great Qin Empire... I want the sun to never set on the land of my Great Qin."
Ying Zheng paused briefly and then smiled, "However, they are not usually needed for combat... so let them maintain the environment first."
"The British Empire on which the sun never sets." Xiaoyu opened her mouth, her expression both longing and subtle.
“That’s exactly what you’re capable of,” Tony Stark said after a long silence. “Never mind, it’s something from another world anyway, so it doesn’t really concern me.”
Although he felt a little uneasy, Tony Stark was already prepared. But then he noticed something else, and his expression changed slightly. "Wait... they've already created three thousand automatons?"
His Iron Man armor doesn't even have three thousand.
"Is there a problem?" Ying Zheng looked at Tony Stark with some curiosity.
After a brief silence, Tony Stark shook his head. "No problem...please continue."
"That's it, what else can we do?" Ying Zheng remained noncommittal.
“Oh, right,” Huang Rong suddenly remembered something, looked at Song Que with her eyes shining, “Mr. Tiandao, I have successfully implemented the first phase of the plan in my world, demonstrating my unparalleled power... and I have basically subdued the Empire.”