Rebirth at the end of the world: I report to the country!

Chapter 93 93· “Eastern Kingdom has indeed paid the price.”

October 21, 2024, Eastern Time, 8:30 in the morning - there is still one hour and twenty minutes before the Eastern Fleet arrives at Shimaka Port.

Kamiyoko Prison, corner room.

In this rotten and smelly single room, with an unpleasant smell everywhere, a man was leaning against the wall.

Zong Ziyan was awake, or in other words, he hadn't slept since yesterday.

His nose felt uncomfortable in the foul-smelling environment, but unfortunately he couldn't touch his nose with his hands - his hands and feet were chained, and his range of movement was really limited.

The wound from yesterday afternoon was still aching.

Zong Ziyan's ears moved slightly, and he heard the sound of the door being opened in the distance, followed by slight footsteps.

Zong Ziyan laughed to himself.

"I'm afraid I'm going to be tortured again," he said to himself.

And today's torture will definitely be much more painful than yesterday - because before Gu Pingningzuo left yesterday, he stopped talking harshly and said that he would use more cruel and inhumane methods next time.

It’s hard to do, but I’m still afraid of the pain.

And those descriptions made me scared when I heard them.

If only there was some way for him to die directly, Zong Ziyan was a little worried that he would encounter a situation worse than death and would not be able to hold on.

Why don't Daohua find a way to hit her head against the wall and die while she's eating for herself?

Then Zong Ziyan brewed it in his dry mouth, waiting for Laigu Ping Ningzuo or his people to come closer, and spit out a mouthful of saliva.

Anyway, Zong Ziyan would never agree to their request, no matter what kind of torture it was.

——Gu Ping Ningzuo said that he can completely let himself go, and that Island Flower will protect him well and provide him with supplies to survive the era of natural disasters.

But the requirement is that he admits to this inexplicable crime, stands in front of the world's cameras, accuses Dong of the crime he committed, and thanks Daohua and Feiying for their help in this matter.

Zong Ziyan really fucked him—that’s what he said at the time.

He actually advised himself to treat it as rare.

At that time, Zong Ziyan blasted all the curse words in Dongyu and Daohua dialect that he knew at the person who was interrogating him, making him very angry.

——After all, I can feel that the other party hits me with a lot of force.

The guy also wanted to break through his psychological defense. He said that his good friend Wei Jin had already agreed to the matter. He also said that most people had already agreed and that his persistence was meaningless.

But it’s none of my business.

If Wei Jin agreed, he would no longer be his good friend, but would be rare.

If others agree, they are no longer compatriots, which is also rare.

It's that simple.

Is there no point in holding on?

This might be a separate page in the family tree - just like Captain Zhan who rammed his fishing boat into the island flower patrol ship more than ten years ago, the hero who was treated inhumanely for 17 days has always been the object of Zong Ziyan's admiration.

No, it seems like I have no descendants! The genealogy has begun and ended!

It’s over, it’s a loss!

Zong Ziyan thought of this and laughed to himself. This could be regarded as enjoying his own suffering.

In fact, Zong Ziyan didn't know if he could go back, but he didn't really care.

Anyway, the era of natural disasters is coming soon. If Dongguo hadn't started the rescue plan, he thought he would probably die in Daohua. But now, the situation is just a little earlier. It's not a big problem and it's not a pity.

"Pooh!"

When the footsteps gradually approached and a person who was not Gu Ping Ningzuo and his men appeared in front of him, Zong Ziyan gathered his strength and spat out his saliva fiercely.

"Fuck your grandma's little island flower——"

Then Zong Ziyan started an endless verbal attack. In order to prevent the other party from not understanding, this time he used Daohua dialect.

The island flower man in police uniform frowned, and there seemed to be anger in his brows, but in the end he said nothing, opened the prison door, and opened the chains on his body.

Zong Ziyan considered whether he could kill the island flower man with one punch and then have a real-life prison escape.

Then I realized that because I had not rested or eaten enough, my vision went dark just when I stood up, and I still had no strength at all, so I decided to cancel the plan.

"Bitch, where are you sending your father?"

Zong Ziyan asked after seeing himself being taken away from the stinking prison.

"You are free."

As if he knew that if he didn't answer this question, Zong Ziyan would keep talking nonsense in his ears, the police officer said with an unpleasant look on his face.

Zong Ziyan was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of a possibility.

——Is it possible that the island flower’s goal has been achieved? Did a group of people arrested at the same time as him really surrender? Does it no longer matter whether you invest or not?

Depend on! A bunch of trash!

Sure enough, when Zong Ziyan approached the prison door, he saw Wei Jin already standing in the sun.

At this moment, Wei Jin seemed stunned as he heard something shocking.

Zong Ziyan cursed on the spot:

"Damn it, Wei Jin, you are such a bitch! You can't fucking bear it like this!"

Wei Jin was stunned for a moment when he was scolded, and then he scolded him back unceremoniously:

"Zong Ziyan, why are you talking to your father! Your whole family thinks it's rare, and I can't possibly think it's rare!"

"Aren't you rare?"

"You are so fucking rare!"

"Then who is rare?" Zong Ziyan asked in confusion.

The door was completely pushed open, and the early morning sunlight broke into this dark and cold prison, bringing a bit of warmth.

I saw Ambassador Dong Guo standing at the door with a smile, and said to Zong Ziyan with a smile:

"Can't there be no rarity? Mr. Zong, no one is rare. You are all good people. You are true and strong Dongren."

"You have worked hard this day." Then Ambassador Dong slightly bent towards him, expressed his apology and said:

"We will definitely get you due compensation for the losses and injuries you suffered this day!"

After seeing Ambassador Dong, Zong Ziyan's brain was a little exhausted.

He even subconsciously looked at his friend and blinked: "What happened?"

Then, without waiting for a reply, he said belatedly: "Did our country take action?"

"Yes, because we promised you that we would bring you back. This is a promise and also our obligation." The ambassador smiled and nodded.

Wei Jin, who looked strange on the side, added:

"Our country gave us something that the island flower could not refuse in exchange for our innocence and freedom. They will also apologize to us individually."

When Zong Ziyan heard this, he frowned and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for causing trouble to the country."

A ‘thing’ that can do such a thing must be of extremely great value.

"Don't ask what it is." Wei Jin stared at Zong Ziyan's face and said expectantly.

"What is it?" Zong Ziyan cooperated and praised him.

"Zheng Hai Fleet, Su Hai Fleet, China Sea Fleet, and many torpedoes, artillery, armor-piercing bombs, incendiary bombs...we gave a lot." Wei Jin said with his fingers.

"I feel like I don't deserve this..." The apology on Zong Ziyan's face suddenly froze.

"?"

etc! Zhenghai Fleet, Suhai Fleet, China Sea Fleet?

No matter what happened, it was impossible for Dongguo to 'send' all three fleets to other countries!

Who has such a big gold content?

Unless the way of ‘sending’ is... a bit special?

Zong Ziyan's eyes widened and he looked at Wei Jin. Wei Jin nodded, as if he knew what his friend was thinking and was very satisfied with his expression.

Zong Ziyan looked at the ambassador again and muttered:

"What the fuck? We...should our fleet be coming?"

With a gentle and proud smile on his face, the ambassador stood in the sunshine and said cheerfully:

"Mr. Zong Ziyan."

"That's right!"

"This time when you go home, no one can stop you."

"As for how you want to get home, it's your choice."

"Destroyers! Frigates! Submarines! Fighters! And aircraft carriers! Although there are no ships this time, they will be responsible for your journey home!"

I'm sure I fell down. When I woke up today and swallowed my saliva, I realized that my throat was sore. As expected, I felt dizzy when I came back from get off work.

Hope it's not A.

I bought Lianhua Qingwen and Compound Paracetamol, hoping to have good news tomorrow morning.