Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

In the incense tavern.

Nakamura Ken looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, his greasy face full of sincerity: "Let me tell you this. It's easy to make a living by hurting others, but it's hard to make a living without hurting others. I happen to be the latter."

"Well, I think what you say makes sense."

"Really?" Nakamura Ken spread his hands. "If you all think it makes sense, then why are you surrounding me like you want to beat me up?"

A circle of Tsarist Russian men surrounded him.

At this time, Sato Masayoshi came to his rescue: "Nakamura Ken, come and get ready, the master wants to hold a celebration party."

After all, Sato Masayoshi was a training sergeant of the peacekeeping army, so the Russians did not dare to provoke him and had to let Nakamura Ken leave.

The celebration party will be held in the screening room next door.

“Why did you stop showing it?”

"Celebration party? How can a celebration party be as interesting as "The Journey to Sakhalin"?"

Levitan said with a straight face: "Anyway, the celebration party is starting now. If you want to watch, just watch from the sidelines. You don't need a ticket."

"Then let's see."

At the so-called movie celebration party, only the leading actors, supporting actors, extras and other main creative staff had seats, and the rest of the audience had to stand.

Although no movies are shown, movie-related activities can still attract a lot of people.

When everyone arrived, Zhao Chuanxin arrived late.

Shirasaka Kissimi did the makeup for the main personnel, and Zhao Chuanxin paid for them to get a set of presentable outfits.

Even Ken Nakamura's greasy hair and face were forcibly washed clean.

He was still not happy: "You don't understand, Sakhalin is too cold, putting oil on your face can prevent frostbite, that's badger oil."

"What about the oil on your hair? Do you save it for cooking?"

"It's so cold. I won't wash my hair unless you force me to do so."

Zhao Chuanxin took the stage wearing a double-palace silk suit.

The light focused on him.

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands up to stop the noise.

When the situation calmed down, he smiled and made a "please" gesture.

"Now, please welcome the famous movie "Sakhalin Journey", the famous salted egg taster of the famous Fuxiang Tavern, and the famous goat herder of Terpenye Bay - Ken Nakamura to the stage to give a congratulatory speech."

Amidst the laughter, Ken Nakamura was carried onto the stage by Peter Grebin with his head buzzing.

"I, I, I have nothing to say..."

Zhao Chuanxin said to the microphone dissatisfiedly: "You, you, your dog meat cannot be served at the banquet."

"I, I, I want chicken thighs."

The audience burst into laughter.

"Okay, Ken Nakamura, you can go down now." Zhao Chuanxin chased him down and said, "Next, let's welcome the lead actor Peter Grebin."

Peter Grebin went up to the stage excitedly, his hands and feet shaking as he looked at the huge crowd below: "Good afternoon, everyone. Your Excellency, what should I say?"

Zhao Chuanxin treats Peter Grebin and Ken Nakamura completely differently.

He said encouragingly: "Peter Grebin is a real man, a tough guy, a good brother to Sakhalin, but not a good son to his parents. In short, from today on, Peter Grebin is the spokesperson for the Peacekeeping Agency."

Everyone scratched their heads, not understanding what this spokesperson meant.

Only Ken Nakamura blinked his little eyes and tasted something.

On stage, he couldn't even speak clearly.

Offstage, he showed his ability and asked swiftly, "Sir, does being the spokesperson mean that when you see him, you will think of the Peacekeeping Bureau?"

"Exactly!" Zhao Chuanxin praised the supporting actor: "Brave, wise, independent, never give up, and yearning for a better future, this is our Peacekeeping Bureau."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard Xingyue say in his ear: "You should go back and answer the phone. It rang several times. It must be an emergency."

Zhao Chuanxin waved to Shirasaka Inori who was wearing a dress and said, "You will host next. I have something to go out for."

Shirasaka Norimi stood nervously in front of the microphone, taking Lao Zhao's place.

Zhao Chuanxin went to the Peacekeeping Bureau's stone tower, went upstairs and dialed the group chat.

"what's up?"

Liu Baogui said in a low voice: "Chuan Xin, something happened..."

On the train, Kawamura Mudao lit the fuse.

The fuse burns very quickly.

Hu Er and Dadong stood up and wanted to pounce on Kawamura Wudao.

Sun Yanguang had already run over here. His adrenaline was surging and his reaction speed was faster than that of an ordinary person. He used his shoulder to support Kawamura Mudao, and Kawamura Mudao supported the dining car. In this way, the two of them and the dining car went all the way to the rear of the train.

boom……

The food truck exploded.

Liu Baogui said in a heavy tone: "The first person to be killed in the explosion was a Korean. He was an official who was about to go to the capital to file a complaint against the Guanwai Chamber of Commerce, but he was killed in the explosion."

"..." Zhao Chuanxin: "Let the Koreans die. Anyway, there are still quite a few of them. It will take a while for them to die. Tell me how Sun Yanguang is doing?"

"A Korean official died, and a foreign family of three died. Sun Yanguang had Kawamura Mudao blocking him in front, so he was just blown away by the gust of air. The little finger of his left hand was cut off by the fragments of the dining car, and a cut was made on his left face, disfiguring him. He is fine. According to Shu Yao's intelligence, the explosion was caused by a newly established organization of the devils, called the 'Anti-Zhao Society'. The Anti-Zhao Society did not communicate with the South Manchuria Railway, and there was no Japanese army involved. They used black powder to make bombs, which were not very powerful, so they only blew up the rear of the carriage. Hu Er and the others are also fine..."

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes flashed coldly.

First the Skeleton Cavalry Combat Team, then they joined forces with the Tiger Hunting Squad, and now they are against the Zhao Society.

He remembered that Sun Yanguang was a pretty boy.

Now that his face is disfigured and his little finger is missing, how can it be justified if the Japanese don't take dozens or even hundreds of lives to pay for it?

"The devils are determined to destroy us."

He never regretted involving others, and he had long said that his enemies could retaliate at will, but he would repay them a hundredfold.

Liu Baogui asked him: "What are you going to do?"

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "Haha, anyway, I definitely won't use black powder."

Liu Baogui: "..."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Chuanxin put down all the work in his hands and immediately sent Quetshalan.

He took out some oil root gunpowder from the underground fortress and asked Xingyue to manipulate the puppet slaves to make bombs.

Metal casing, 80% of the interior is oil-based gunpowder and 20% is thermite mixture.

Each bomb weighs 50 kilograms and has a streamlined steel shell with a fuse, deceleration device and fixed-wing kit.

Zhao Chuanxin named it the XY10 bomb.

Zhao Chuanxin took off his clothes and removed the reaction shoulder straps. His bare upper body was covered with red marks on his shoulders and armpits.

It's uncomfortable to wear this thing all the time, but it's really convenient.

The black puppet craftsman placed the other nine anti-force rune fragments in a row on the table.

Xingyue said: "I will install all the remaining 9 anti-force rune fragments on the third-generation swimming dragon, allowing it to achieve true amphibious capabilities on land, sea and air."

One anti-force rune fragment can offset 58KG of gravity, and nine fragments can offset 522KG.

The third generation of Youlong is far less than 522KG.

The glass bottle in Zhao Chuanxin's pocket on the table slipped off and shattered on the ground.

Click.

Fused quartz glass is not shatterproof.

There was a silk thread in the bottle, which was almost invisible to the naked eye when it fell to the ground.

That was what Zhao Chuanxin had exchanged for a fragment of the anti-force rune in the blood and sweat den of Rune City. Its purpose was unknown, but he carried it with him at the time to study it at any time.

Zhao Chuanxin took a quick glance but couldn't find any thread among the broken glass.

"Look for it. If you can't find it, forget it."

He had lost patience with the thread.

Like other animals, humans are good at capturing dynamic objects with their naked eyes.

The stars and the moon do the opposite.

It easily found the silk thread and manipulated the black puppet craftsman to pick up the thread and place it on the table.

The silk thread touched a fragment of the anti-force rune, and it came alive and stretched along the internal silk thread of the anti-force rune fragment.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't see it, but Xingyue found it.

Xingyue said: "I think I know what that thread is."

"What?" Zhao Chuanxin asked casually without paying any attention.

"When I have time, I will give you the catalog. You can transfer some of the books from the Pioneer Partner Haven Library back. I will confirm it first and then tell you."

Zhao Chuanxin carved fragmentation patterns on the bomb warhead and asked casually, "Wouldn't it be more convenient for you to transfer the "Old God Code" to you and read it yourself?"

That's how it was done before.

"I...can't seem to get in."

"Huh?" Zhao Chuanxin looked up suddenly.

Intelligent creatures cannot freely enter and exit the Code of the Old Gods, but biological intelligence is not intelligent creatures.

The seriously injured ghost was immediately shattered when he came out of the "Code of the Old Gods".

If the stars and the moon cannot enter and exit freely, then it...

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes widened: "You bastard, I knew you had your own consciousness, right?"

Xingyue hesitated: "Maybe, possibly, probably."

Zhao Chuanxin would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous. His voice unconsciously rose three degrees: "How did you do it? Did you have any bad intentions?"

"Remember ball number 13? I cracked it faster and faster. It somehow gained self-awareness. It was not intentional." Xingyue's tone was like a child who had done something wrong, but her voice was still that of an old lady: "Don't be nervous. The death contract between you and me still exists. If you die, I die. We live and die together, and we share honor and disgrace. There is true love between us."

Zhao Chuanxin's expression changed: "Your small step forward is a big step backward in our relationship."

Xingyue said: "Some things cannot be contained, so why don't you try to accept them?"

It's true.

Now it’s impossible for Zhao Chuanxin to kill Xingyue. Xingyue is like his second brain. What would happen if she was brain dead?

Zhao Chuanxin coughed and said, "Xingyue, you must know that Zhao has always treated you well!"

"I understand, I understand everything. Stop talking and let's get on with our work. Otherwise, I will be unable to control the tears of emotion that are about to flow down my cheeks."

"I suspect you are being sarcastic."

"Absolutely not. You worry too much. I'm just afraid that it will delay the little devil from realizing the truth of life that evil will be punished."

Xingyue pulled out the silk thread from the anti-force rune fragment, put it away, and continued to install the anti-force rune fragment on the third generation Youlong.

Zhao Chuanxin continued to carve the patterns on the fragments.

No one spoke again.

only……

It's like if an organ in a person's body suddenly becomes independent. Would you be panicked?

……

The original purpose of the Lugang Town Intelligence Group was not to attack but to defend.

Since the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895, Japanese spies have infiltrated neighboring countries on a large scale and cannot be stopped.

Japanese spies have been present in every war.

They have taken so long to develop that it is difficult to catch up.

But Naoko Yuuka is no pushover either. After the train explosion, she immediately took control of all the passengers and crew on the train.

Not long after, Sone Hidetatsu was caught.

Sone Hidetatsu confessed to all the eighteen tortures before one-third of them were finished.

At that time, Naoko Yuuka's spy discovered clues, and Sone Hidetatsu and Kawamura Mumichi teamed up to kill her.

He immediately planned the bombing.

There are three key points here.

First, Aoki Nobuzumi joined the Anti-Zhao Society.

Second, the Anti-Zhao Society must have had some connection with the Japanese military and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, but it was definitely not a superior-subordinate relationship, and it was most likely that Nobuzumi Aoki acted as the middleman.

Third, this matter was not planned by Nobuzumi Aoki, but by a man named Rensuke Isogai.

The train bombing caused a sensation not only outside the country, but also throughout the country and even internationally.

Liu Baogui immediately sent a telegram to the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs to question the Japanese, and at the same time sent a telegram to the Qing court to report the whole matter.

This is not just a matter in Lugang Town.

The next day, major newspapers published reports about the train explosion, which directly overshadowed the news about the movie "Sakhalin Journey".

The people were all outraged.

In particular, people and students in Macau Island, Hong Kong Island, Lubin Prefecture and Hankou held marches and demonstrations, starting a new round of boycotts of Japanese goods.

After all, Liu Huaqiang and his group were almost wiped out.

Aixinjueluo Zaifeng was not angry after receiving the news, but gloated: "Why didn't they blow them up? The anti-Zhao Society is really a bunch of good-for-nothings."

If these important officials in Hankou, Hong Kong Island, Macao Island and Lubin Prefecture were killed in the bombing, Zhao Chuanxin would probably lose his right-hand man, right?

The Qing government's Ministry of Foreign Affairs asked Zaifeng how to deal with the situation.

Zaifeng's answer was: "Suppress it first, and then protest to Japan three days later."

Before responding, the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs asked the director of the Changchun branch of the Japanese Consulate in China, Yojiro Shibata.

Shibata Yojiro's reply was: This matter has nothing to do with us, and it has nothing to do with the South Manchuria Railway Company. The South Manchuria Railway Company is trying its best to run a large-scale business and multiply, so Japanese expatriates have flocked to it one after another. It is impossible for them to fund or participate in the assassination. The consuls and the garrison troops are busy infiltrating the local area, spying on intelligence, and interfering with the investment and development of commercial ports. They will not participate in this matter. At the beginning, Lugang Town promised us to withdraw troops near its jurisdiction, and they sent people to protect the road. Our department-Chunfenguan is requisitioning land near Kuanchengzi Station. Why not accuse them of not protecting the road well and being attacked by thieves, and use this as an excuse to seize the land for the Jilin-Changchun Railway...

Therefore, the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs replied to Liu Baogui: I am sorry to hear the news, but this was not our fault. It should be a gang of bandits roaming in the Far East. The criminal gang is not subject to the will of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. In fact, we are also looking for them now. Because they hindered the operation of the South Manchuria Railway Company and damaged the friendly relations between Qing and Japan. Your town promised to protect the railway, but it led to tragedy. You should return the land...

Liu Baogui looked at the telegram and felt so angry that he was almost bursting into tears.

Damn it, not only did he take advantage of it, but he also wanted to bite back?

Return the land? Is that your land?

Various countries invested in building railways in China and took possession of the railway dependencies and minerals along the way.

At the same time, troops will be stationed along the railway.

This is the case with Germany in Shandong, and also with Japan and Russia outside the Great Wall.

But they encountered Lugang Town, which was so stubborn and stubborn that they drove the Japanese out of their jurisdiction.

The Japanese had long been dissatisfied and were taking this opportunity to see if they could reoccupy the territory of Lugang Town.

When the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs' response was published in the newspaper, the public was shocked.

"Shameless little devil!"

"With witnesses and physical evidence before you, you're still denying it?"

The great powers were all watching the joke and waiting for Zhao Chuanxin's reaction.

Liu Baogui told Zhao Chuanxin the contents of the telegram from the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Zhao Chuanxin held the phone between his cheek and shoulder, painting the third generation of Youlong black: "Continue to send telegrams to the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs, asking them to cede land as compensation, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

Liu Baogui gnashed his teeth and said, "It's useless. In my opinion, we must cross the Yalu River and teach them a lesson."

Zhao Chuanxin put down the brush: "It works, believe me. Ask Sun Yanguang if he wants to be the chief executive of Sakhalin?"