Ancient cultivator Tang Jin was caught in a battle between cultivators and exotic beasts over a spiritual treasure and was accidentally transmigrated to another world.
He found himself to be ...
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Tang Yue had no idea that the battalion commander she so desperately wanted to see had gone to the border region of Vietnam and had just experienced a thrilling battle. When she contacted Commander Kang, it was clear from his words that he was on the verge of exploding with rage.
Tang Yue raised an eyebrow. Whatever. She couldn't afford to be angry now. After making herself clear, she tossed the machine into her spatial storage. She then stored the items in her spatial storage and left the hotel.
Completely disregarding the chaos and turmoil that ensued after Commander Kang received the news.
As Mosco panicked, night fell once more. None of the Dongfang family went to work today. The reason was simple: everything in their company and research institute had vanished; going there would be pointless.
In the chaos, the entire city of Mosco came to a standstill. Aside from ordinary households that escaped destruction, the homes of government officials and the wealthy families who had attended the auction the previous night were now completely empty.
Lin Wanqing had already tidied up the house inside and out. "Xiaoyi, when is Xiaoyueyue coming over?"
Dongfang Yi wasn't sure, "It should be soon." Even the television stations have shut down. All the broadcasting equipment is gone. So they have no way to get information.
Every household stayed indoors, focusing on protecting their property from damage.
Lin Wanqing felt uneasy and tried to ease her nervousness by talking. "Dongfang, have you told those families? Don't let them go back on their word when Xiaoyueyue gets there."
Dongfang Qinghua pulled Lin Wanqing to sit down on the sofa. He was also very nervous, but as the head of the family, he couldn't show it. "Wanqing, sit down and rest for a while. Maybe we'll start our escape mode when Xiaoyueyue arrives."
The other children were also eager to try. They really wanted to go back and see China.
When Tang Yue arrived, she saw each person carrying a small bundle, looking at her with hopeful expressions. "Are you all ready?"
Dongfang Qinghua nodded happily when he saw Tang Yue arrive. "Little Yueyue, you're here. Have you eaten?"
"Yes, we've eaten. Now that everything's ready, let's set off."
Dongfang Xiao quickly moved closer to Tang Yue, "Little Yueyue, which way do we go? There are armed soldiers everywhere outside, it's not easy to escape."
Tang Yue simply smiled faintly and remained silent. As the group descended the stairs, the entire Dongfang family gaped in astonishment. A brand-new 36-seat bus was parked downstairs. "My God, Little Yueyue, is this your bus?"
Tang Yue nodded, "Get in the car, go pick up the person according to the address."
The group fell silent and quickly got into the car and left before anyone could see them. Before they even reached the first rendezvous point, Tang Yue saw two people with Asian features carrying bundles kneeling before one of them.
On the edge of a birch forest near Moscow, Professor Kong Weihan huddled by the roadside, blood seeping from a wound on his right leg.
His wife, Zhou Xiufang, was bandaging him with strips of her polyester shirt, while their daughter, Kong Xuemei, looked around warily, observing the situation. This was the thirteenth time she had prayed to heaven for a savior to appear soon.
"Weihan, should we wait a little longer?" Zhou Xiufang's voice trembled. "The Dongfang family might be in some trouble." As a physics professor at Moscow University, she always maintained the restraint typical of intellectuals, but at this moment her eyes were full of anxiety.
Kong Weihan shook his head, his gray hair gleaming coldly in the moonlight: "We can't wait any longer. Yesterday I heard soldiers say that if Moscow, like those other cities, loses everything, then all the experts will have to be secretly relocated."
He gripped the certificate of membership in the Russian Academy of Sciences tightly in his hand. This certificate, which once symbolized honor, had now become a death warrant.
“I can’t go with them. If I do, I may never have any hope of returning to China in this lifetime.”
Zhou Xiufang wiped away her tears and said, "What should we do now? Those people will be here soon."
Kong Weihan forced a smile. "It's alright. As long as we don't admit we're running away, they can't do anything to us. Right now, there's probably no medicine left in any of the hospitals in Moscow for emergency treatment. So, even if they catch us, they won't dare to go too far."
The worst outcome is simply being sent back home.
Kong Xuemei suddenly turned around, and the binoculars slipped from her hand: "Dad, Mom, they're coming!" Before she finished speaking, a series of chaotic footsteps approached from afar, gradually revealing themselves in the birch forest.
Three heavily armed Russian soldiers appeared in the moonlight. The leader, Nikita, carried an RPD light machine gun and wore a cruel smile.
"Professor Kong, still taking a walk so late? Why aren't you home yet?" Nikita used the barrel of his gun to lift Kong Weihan's chin. "I heard your wife's family is in Harbin? The red sausage there is really delicious." He deliberately made the word "red sausage" sound particularly harsh, and the surrounding soldiers let out lewd laughter.
Zhou Xiufang stood up, her tone neither humble nor arrogant: "We are residents of Russia, this is an insult to us..." Before she could finish speaking, Nikita slapped her across the face, knocking her to the ground.
"Residents of Russia?" He glanced at them disdainfully. "You really know how to take advantage of a crisis. Trying to escape during this chaos in Moscow? Do you even have the ability?"
Kong Weihan, barely suppressing his anger, said, "We are just scientists; we don't get involved in politics."
Suddenly, Nikita struck Kong Weihan's injured leg with the butt of his rifle, the excruciating pain nearly causing him to faint. "A scientist?" Nikita whispered in his ear, "Chinese pigs should be working in laboratories, not dreaming of escaping their cages."
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