Chapter 58 Round PLUS Premium Edition
The smoke from Rock Castle had not yet completely dissipated, and there was still a faint smell of gunpowder in the air, mixed with the slight fishy smell of spring soil.
On the city wall, the armor of the Yan soldiers was covered in dust, but their eyes were as sharp as eagles, staring intently at the charred land below the city that had been ravaged repeatedly.
The flag of the Fuying Kingdom, that glaring plaster flag, once again loomed askew on the horizon. The remnants of the defeated army had regrouped, their formation loose and their morale low. But at their head, the short, stocky general, Yamamoto Kameda, brandished his overly decorated katana and barked incoherently at the towers of Rock Castle with all his might.
"Baga! You cowards from Yan Country! If you have the guts, come out of the city and fight!"
"All you can do is hide behind the city walls and throw monsters! What kind of hero are you!"
"I, the Daifuying Warrior, will never be intimidated by your despicable tactics! Come at me with real weapons!"
"May Amaterasu protect us! We will definitely destroy the Rock Castle and capture your princess..."
The foul language and shouting behind was blown away by the wind, but the cowardly and stubborn attitude could be smelled from a long distance away.
On the city wall, Dongfang Yuning, who had just finished eating a roujiamo and was comfortably directing the logistics staff to count the new round stocks, suddenly stopped.
She slowly raised her head, and her bright and clever eyes narrowed, like a little leopard whose tail was stepped on and was about to explode.
[System! Is there something wrong with my ears? Are those short, weaklings below barking again?]
Dongfang Yuning's voice spread like a lit fuse, crackling.
System 118:
[Beep—Host's hearing is normal. Target confirmed: Remnants of Fuying's defeated army. Behavior analysis: A typical psychological victory tactic, commonly known as impotence rage.]
Sonic Attack Level: Low (Mainly pollutes the air). Recommendation: Ignore, or use physical force (the latter is recommended, as it is environmentally friendly and efficient).
[Ignore? Ha! The word "tolerance" doesn't exist in this princess's dictionary! The round balls last time were just appetizers. They didn't eat enough, right?
Great! It's a great time to try our newly developed Yuanyuangung PLUS exclusive version! I guarantee they'll have an unforgettable aftertaste!
Dongfang Yuning's temper was instantly ignited. With a "pop", she accurately stuffed the remaining half of the steamed bun in her hand into the hands of Nangong Ye next to her. The latter caught it very naturally and then stood up suddenly.
She took a deep breath, put her hands on her hips, raised her chin, and instantly switched to the mode of not recognizing anyone. She walked towards the battlements at the forefront of the city wall with a heroic and slightly social pace as if she wanted to shatter the void and look down on all living beings!
The hem of her moon-white gauze dress was blown by the wind she created, making a rustling sound.
[Host! Pay attention to your manners! You are now the Princess of Fortune, not a street thug!]
System 118 emergency reminder.
[Gentleness? How much is grace worth per pound? Can you just throw it around like a ball? To deal with something like this, you have to use this kind of kingly aura! It's called aura suppression! Understand?]
The villain in Dongfang Yuning's heart was carrying a forty-meter-long sword with his nose facing the sky.
The soldiers on the city wall, whether they were wiping their weapons or standing guard, caught a glimpse of their princess' familiar, imposing posture as she went off to war. They were startled, and then they were overwhelmed by an indescribable sense of security and excitement of watching the fun.
Here it comes! The princess's physical persuasion session is about to begin again! Everyone exchanged glances, each one looking at the other, then quickly lowered their heads, their shoulders shrugging suspiciously. Holding back laughter is a difficult but necessary task!
Pinching thighs, biting lips, pretending to cough—all sorts of little tricks popped up one after another. Revealing the princess's true feelings? That would mean the death of all nine generations of her family! Who dared?!
"Secret Guard!"
Dongfang Yuning walked to the edge of the battlement and shouted.
"I'm here!"
Two dark guards with stern auras appeared like ghosts, holding firmly in their hands a... well, how should I put it, it was a circle larger than the previous round body, completely black, with a cold and hard metallic luster, and there were several hideous red ring-shaped patterns and several raised buttons of unknown meaning on it - a new national protective artifact!
The moment this thing appeared, even the air seemed to grow heavier. Fu Ying's shouts from below the city walls seemed to be momentarily silenced by the appearance of this massive creature.
Dongfang Yuning took a satisfied look at the PLUS exclusive version, and then her eyes moved accurately to the man not far away beside her, with a pine-like figure, black clothes and black hair, and an elegant and noble temperament - her fiancé, Prince Yong Nangong Ye.
The meaning in his eyes was crystal clear: Brother Aye, tool number one, get ready to go online!
Nangong Ye received the look of his young fiancée who entrusted him with an important task, but he was not displeased at all. Instead, his eyes, as deep as a cold pond, instantly showed a doting smile that was enough to melt ice and snow.
He nodded slightly and walked forward calmly. His movements were elegant but with unquestionable strength. He took the heavy, black, round PLUS that exuded a dangerous aura from the secret guard very naturally.
[Look at this! Such tacit understanding! Such awareness! Such a professional tool! Such a wise man! He's worthy of being the man I'm attracted to!]
The villain in Dongfang Yuning's heart was giving likes crazily, and his tail (if he had one) was so proud that it was about to rise to the sky.
[Host, please be mindful of your wording. His Royal Highness Prince Yong is your fiancé, the Imperial God of War, not... a tool.]
System 118 tried to maintain Nangong Ye’s personality.
[What's wrong with being a tool? It's his honor to be this princess's exclusive bombing tool! Others don't have the skills to do it!]
Besides, look how steady he's holding it! What a handsome pose! That arm strength, that waist strength... cough! Stop! Let's get down to business!]
Dongfang Yuning forced himself to pull his thoughts back to where they had wandered, his face inexplicably feeling a little hot.
Nangong Ye held Yuangungong PLUS steadily and stood half a step behind her, like the most loyal guardian, and also like the most perfect... human launch pad.
He lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the aggressive little figure beside him who seemed ready to jump down and fight someone at any time, and the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowed.
Dongfang Yuning stood on the makeshift stage. Too petite to handle, she was in a state of intense pain. Taking a deep breath, she gathered her energy into her dantian, cupped her hands to her lips like a trumpet, and then, with all her might, unleashed the mental attack she had been preparing for a long time, fiercely hurling it towards the city below.
"Hey! You bunch of forgetful little bastards! You short, fat guys! You Ninja Turtles! Do you have donkey hair stuck in your ears or your brains got squeezed by the door?!"
The clear and penetrating female voice instantly drowned out General Fuying's shouting and was clearly heard throughout the battlefield.
"It seems that the food I treated you to last time wasn't tasty enough? It didn't wake up your stupid brains, did it?
Very good! I am so kind that I will treat you to the freshly baked, piping hot version of the Yuan Juan Gun PLUS Supreme Edition today!
"Prick up your dog ears and listen carefully!"
Dongfang Yuning's voice suddenly rose, with a decisive and unquestionable arrogance.
"Hold on! This stinky, hard, and bouncy toilet stone! I, Dongfang Yuning, will step on it!"
She extended her slender yet powerful finger, pointed at the Fuying Army formation, and spoke with great force, each word clearly:
"It's useless even if the Emperor of Heaven comes! It's useless even if the Jade Emperor comes down to earth to plead for mercy! It's useless for me to say it! No matter who says it, it's useless!"
Finally, she waved her hand violently, as if proclaiming a world truth, her voice high and passionate, carrying a declaration that was both incredibly childish and yet inexplicably passionate:
"I, Dongfang Yuning, represent the moon—annihilate! You!!!!"
quiet.
Deathly silence.
In the city walls and outside, besides the sound of the wind, only the echo of Dongfang Yuning's words, "I represent the moon and will destroy you!" echoed across the wilderness, carrying with it a kind of absurd yet domineering shock.
[Holy shit! Host! This line… this line is incredibly embarrassing! Although… it’s so fucking exciting! This system’s database is about to explode!]
System 118 emitted an excited (and slightly ashamed) electronic sound.
[This is exactly the effect I want! Momentum! Do you know what momentum is?! Shame? It doesn't exist! As long as I'm not embarrassed, they're the ones who are embarrassed! Look, the effect is great! Best MVP of the game, who else but me!]
The villain in Dongfang Yuning put his hands on his hips and laughed wildly, feeling so happy.
On the city wall:
Dongfang Liezheng held his forehead with one hand and covered his mouth tightly with the other. His shoulders shook wildly and he roared madly in his heart:
[Sister!!! My dear sister!!! You are the dignified Princess of Fortune! A noble lady! A lady from a noble family! How…how are you even more ferocious than a rough-hewn man like your brother?! I will destroy you on behalf of the moon?! I don't even dare to write this! If my parents find out, they'll beat me! Blame me for leading you astray! Oh, God!]
He tried hard to maintain the image of a serious general, but his twisted facial muscles and red ears betrayed him.
All the Yan soldiers were petrified for half a second before instantly entering emergency stifling laughter mode (MAX!)! They lowered their heads! They lowered their heads completely! They looked at the tips of their shoes! They looked at the cracks in the brickwork! They looked to see if there were any birds flying overhead!
Pinching the tenderest flesh on the inside of the thigh! Biting the tongue! Cheeks puffed up like walnuts! Shoulders shaking like someone with Parkinson's! The entire tower was filled with an eerie, subdued, throbbing sound.
Leak? Impossible! Anyone who dared to laugh out loud would be frozen into an ice sculpture by Prince Yong's gaze the next second, and then dragged away by the secret guards for a heart-to-heart talk! The threat of extermination of all nine generations of the clan hung like the sword of Damocles over their heads!
Nangong Ye held the heavy "Yuangungun PLUS" in his arms, his face calm and expressionless, still looking like the noble and stern Prince Yong.
But... if you look closely, you will find that the joints of his fingers holding "Round" tightened slightly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to bend upwards extremely subtly and almost imperceptibly, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.
Those deep eyes were filled with an indulgent smile and the pride of "My Ning'er is so adorable." A tool? He was perfectly content with the role.
Under the city wall:
The fury and shouting on the face of Fuying general Yamamoto Kameda froze instantly, as if he had been hit in the face with a club.
He didn't understand what "I will destroy you on behalf of the moon" meant, but he could clearly feel the undisguised contempt, arrogance and murderous intent that came at him!
Especially when he saw the black iron ball that was more than one size larger and was held by the man in black clothes, a chill ran straight from the soles of his feet to the top of his head!
The fear he'd felt last time when he'd been possessed by that "round thing" instantly returned, and his calves began to cramp uncontrollably. His hand, gripping the knife, began to tremble slightly.
The Fuying soldiers were in even worse shape. Many of them were pale, their eyes gazing in horror at the figure in yellow standing on the city wall, her hands on her hips, uttering harsh words, and the man beside her, holding a dangerous weapon like a demon.
The last explosion was like a nightmare, so is this "auntie" going to throw something even bigger?!
"Baga! Witch!"
"Devil! She's a devil!"
"Run!"
Panic spread rapidly among the remaining Fuying troops like a plague.
"Very good! Looks like you understood!"
Dongfang Yuning was very satisfied with the "deterrent" effect she had created (mainly because she felt good about it). With a wave of her hand, she entered combat command mode, with clear objectives and reasonable firepower allocation:
"Brother! Dongfang Liezheng!"
She pointed to the right where many Fuying officers were gathered and a general's flag was raised.
"Over there! Those guys dressed up like pheasants! Pay special attention to them! Aim and shoot! Let them know what it means to be the first to get shot!"
Dongfang Liezheng: "..."
[Sister, you described the enemy general as a pheasant... Never mind, just bomb him!]
He took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress his laughter and the urge to complain, and with a stern face, he gave the order in a deep voice:
"Thunderbolt Battalion! Target: enemy right wing general's flag area! 'Round Roll', get ready!"
Immediately, a soldier brought another "round PLUS" in front of him.
"Brother Aye!"
Dongfang Yuning then pointed to the area on the left where a small catapult was being set up.
"Over there! Those sneaky short guys trying to do something tricky! Send them and that broken wooden block up into the sky! Let them see what technological overpowering means!"
Nangong Ye: "Okay."
His voice was still cold, but his movements were extremely coordinated. He steadily adjusted the angle of the "Round Plus" in his arms and aimed at the left wing.
"And there!"
Dongfang Yuning was sharp-eyed and found another place that looked like a baggage storage area.
"Bomb it together! Save them from wasting food! Bomb it! Bomb it hard! Let their Amaterasu have an extra meal tonight—eat dirt!"
[Host, precise targeting and comprehensive firepower! This is the first actual combat of the 'PLUS version', so be sure to play with style and show your skill! This system has enabled the 'Explosion Art' HD recording mode for you!]
System 118 announced excitedly.
[Don't worry! I guarantee they'll experience what it's like to soar to the sky! Oh no, it's like their souls will fly away and return home! Let's get started!]
The villain in Dongfang Yuning's heart has already pressed the virtual launch button.
"put--!"
Following the low shouts of Dongfang Liezheng and Nangong Ye almost at the same time.
Two black iron balls, larger and heavier than before, drew two graceful (in the eyes of the Yan people) parabolas with a heart-pounding sound of breaking through the air, and fell precisely towards their respective target areas!
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
The Fuying soldiers below the city stared with wide eyes in horror as they watched the black spot that was demanding their lives grow larger and larger...
Boom——!!!!
Boom——!!!!
Two loud explosions, far more powerful and shocking than any previous ones, exploded like thunder from the sky! The earth shook violently, as if a dragon had turned over!
The area where the right-wing general's flag was located was instantly engulfed by a terrifying fireball that expanded, mixed with mud, gravel, broken limbs and thick smoke!
The ostentatious plaster flag, along with its flagpole, was torn to pieces like a piece of paper! Yamamoto Kameda, who was still shouting just now,
He didn't even have time to scream before he was torn to pieces by the violent energy! The officers and guards around him disappeared in an instant, as if thrown into a meat grinder!
The catapult positions on the left wing suffered even worse. The violent explosion not only blew the crude catapults into flying wood fragments, but the shock wave also detonated some of the kerosene or gunpowder piled nearby!
This triggered a secondary explosion! An even larger fireball shot up into the sky, engulfing everything within a radius of dozens of meters in a sea of purgatory flames! Pitiful screams echoed one after another, as countless burning Fuying soldiers scurried around like headless flies, ultimately reduced to charcoal in the blazing flames!
The supply depot, which had been taken care of incidentally, was completely blown upside down. Grain sacks were torn apart, sending rice and flour flying everywhere, mixed with dirt and blood. Tents were ripped to pieces by the shockwaves. Parts of siege equipment that hadn't been moved in time were thrown around like toys, smashing everything to pieces!
The upgraded version of Yuanyuan PLUS is so powerful!
Under this two-pronged devastating blow, the entire formation of the remaining Fuying army collapsed instantly, like tofu hit by a giant hammer!
Those who were lucky enough not to be in the center of the explosion had already been scared to death. The Bushido spirit and the protection of Amaterasu were all thrown out of the window!
"Mom!"
"Run away!"
"Devils! They are devils!"
"Mercy! Mercy!"
“I don’t want to die!”
Crying and screaming for their parents, pissing and running wildly! The surviving Fuying soldiers completely lost all their fighting spirit, throwing away their weapons and armor, and only wishing their parents had not given them two more legs. Like an ant nest scalded by boiling water, they ran aimlessly in the direction they came from!
They pushed and trampled on each other, and the scene was in chaos, even more miserable than the last defeat!
On the city wall, the soldiers of Yan State looked at the miserable scene of the Fuying Army below the city crying and running around like wolves and ghosts, and then looked at their own princess with her hands on her hips, head held high, and a smug expression on her face as if to say "You little brat, you want to fight me?" The laughter in their hearts instantly turned into soaring pride and admiration!
"The princess is mighty!"
"The artifact is invincible!"
"Dayan is victorious!"
The deafening cheers finally broke out without restraint, the sound waves reaching the sky, completely drowning out the wailing below the city!
This time, they shouted with confidence and righteousness, and they were so proud! The internal injuries caused by holding back laughter turned into surging blood at this moment!
Dongfang Yuning listened to the thunderous cheers, felt the slight tremor of the city wall caused by the explosion, and looked at the miserable state of the Fuying Army's disastrous defeat below the city. An unprecedented and refreshing feeling rushed to his head!
She felt like every pore on her body was cheering!
[Awesome! This is so fucking awesome! System! See?! This is what happens when you anger this princess! The PLUS version lives up to its reputation!]
This explosion, this sound, this enemy's fleeing posture, perfect score! Must be perfect!]
The villain in Dongfang Yuning's heart was so excited that he started tap dancing on the city wall.
[Host, explosive yield increased by 87%, damage radius expanded by 65%, and visual impact increased by 200%! 'Round Plus' wins its first battle, rated: SSS! Congratulations to the host for achieving the 'Fuying Nightmare Maker' achievement!]
The electronic sound of System 118 also had a cheerful vibrato, as if it were setting off fireworks.
[Fuying Nightmare Maker? I like this title! From now on, please call me—Dongfang Nightmare Yuning! Hahahaha!]
Dongfang Yuning laughed wildly in his heart, feeling that his life had reached its peak.
Just as everyone on and off the Panshi Fort tower was immersed in the ecstasy of victory (and Dongfang Yuning's inner frenzy), a galloping horse rushed into the capital city thousands of miles away at lightning speed.
Eight hundred miles in an emergency! On the wax seal, the trembling chrysanthemum emblem of the Fuying Kingdom was clearly visible!
In the Golden Palace, the young Emperor Nangong Yu had just finished handling some government affairs and was holding up a cup of tea to moisten his throat.
The eunuch on duty came running in, holding the urgent document high up, his voice changing tone:
"Your Majesty! Fuying Country... hurry 800 miles! Beg... beg for peace!"
"puff--!"
Nangong Yu spat out a mouthful of tea, soaking the front of his dragon robe. He no longer cared about his manners, snatched the document and tore off the sealing wax.
The content of the letter is extremely humble:
"For the guidance of His Majesty Emperor Dayan: The King of Fuying bows his head a hundred times and weeps in fear... The previous misunderstanding was instigated by treacherous officials and was not our country's original intention...
Outside Rock Fort, the divine might of your country's Fuxing Princess, like a divine retribution, has shaken our nation to its core, leaving us feeling deeply that the Celestial Empire cannot be violated...
I now offer XX Island, XX Islet, and its affiliated waters (map attached), and an additional compensation of three million taels of silver, one hundred thousand taels of gold, one hundred bushels of pearls, and one hundred precious swords... I only beg Your Majesty to have mercy on my small nation and its people. I beg Princess Fuxing to show mercy and temporarily calm her wrath... Sincerely! The Lord of Fuying bows again with tears and blood!"
The words are filled with fear, pain and begging for mercy.
Nangong Yu held the letter paper with a wonderful expression on his face.
First there was astonishment (begging for mercy so soon?), then ecstasy—"Cede territory and pay compensation!" What a huge harvest!), then heartache. How many "round balls" had Ning'er used? That was all money! Finally, an extremely complex expression, a bit like a toothache, settled on.
He seemed to see his lawless and exuberant sister-in-law, standing on the tower of Rock Castle with her hands on her hips, pointing in the direction of Fuying and yelling:
"I've got you! Even the Emperor can't help it! I'm going to destroy you on behalf of the Moon!"
Nangong Yu held his forehead:
[Oh my... my sister-in-law! You just made your final declaration, and your harsh words were so loud that the soldiers along the border heard them, and their morale is so high...]
I've already received a letter of peace requesting cession of territory and payment of compensation? How can I... persuade you to stop?!]
He had already foreseen that if he directly ordered Dongfang Yuning to stop, the little ancestor would immediately rush back to the capital in a rage, grabbing the collar of his dragon robe and questioning:
"Brother-in-law! What do you mean? I just said I was going to crush them to death, and you told me to stop? Did you accept their favor? Do you think my explosion wasn't satisfying enough?!"
Nangong Yu shuddered. No! Absolutely not!
He held the letter of peace in his hand, pacing back and forth in front of the dragon throne, his brow furrowed, racking his brains.
Finally, his eyes lit up, he picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and began to write a reply letter himself - not to King Fuying, but to Dongfang Yuning and Nangong Ye of Panshi Fort.
The letter begins with the utmost euphemism (humility):
"My dear sister Ning'er and my dear brother A'ye, I'm honored to meet you. Victory reports are pouring in from the border. Your divine power has shaken the world. I am deeply pleased, and the whole court is filled with joy! The scoundrels of Fuying dared to invade our borders, courting their own destruction. Your sister is acting on behalf of Heaven, and this is a great joy to all! I wish I could personally be on the city wall to beat the drum and cheer you on!"
Then, the pen turns:
"However, the ruler of Fuying, now in a state of panic like a bereaved dog, has dispatched an envoy across eight hundred miles to offer a map and implore peace. The XX islands and XX islets he offered hold strategic naval routes, and their gold, silver, and valuables will fill the treasury and alleviate the urgent need at the border. This was achieved through the intimidation of my sister's divine power, a truly great achievement!"
Then, here comes the key point, with a strong tone of coaxing a child:
"I know my sister's ambition is to crush Fuying. This is commendable, and heaven and earth can bear witness! However, governing a country is like cooking a small fish; the heat must be carefully controlled. Fuying may be small, and its destruction is easy, but its involvement behind the scenes may arouse suspicion from other countries, and prematurely exposing the full extent of our national treasure would be counterproductive."
"I suggest that we grant their request for peace for now, collect the interest (islands, money, land), and drain their national strength. Once our 'round and round' series of artifacts are fully mass-produced and equipped to equip our armies, commanding the world, Fu Ying will be nothing more than a pawn in our hands, a mere piece of meat on the chopping block!"
When Nangong Yu wrote this, he seemed to see a beautiful picture of the future, and his brushstrokes became light (tempting):
"Then, I'll let you cook it however you want, steam it or braise it, slice it or mince it. It's all up to me! I'll cheer for you and provide you with plenty of 'round balls' so you can play with them to your heart's content and trample them to your heart's content! I'll destroy them however you want! The borders of Fuying Kingdom will be my playground! How do you say?"
Finally, the signature:
"I hope my sister will calm down for now and reap the big profits first. Sister (crossed out)...Brother Nangong Yu, in the capital, is eagerly awaiting my sister's triumphant return so we can share in the joy of the profits!"
After writing, Nangong Yu blew the ink dry, looked at the words "amusement park" and "destroy it however you want" in the letter, and nodded with satisfaction:
[Well, writing this way should be enough to appease that little ancestor, right? First, eat the fat meat in front of you and fatten her up... No, weaken Fuying. Once the artifact matures, let Ning'er go for the big one! Perfect!]
He seemed to have seen Dongfang Yuning counting gold ingots while drooling at the new territory marked on the map, temporarily pressing the button of destroying the country, his little face full of longing for the future amusement park... Well, the plan worked!
As for the little ancestor who was on the city wall of Panshi Fort, directing the two "tools" to drop bombs, having great excitement in the bombing, and shouting "Fuying is set" in his heart, what would be his reaction when he received this "euphemistic and humble" and "tempting" 800-mile express letter?
That's a story for another time. At least at this moment, the sky above Rock Fort resonated only with the cheers of Yan Nation's soldiers, the wails of Fuying's fleeing troops, and the cheerful electronic music of Dongfang Yuning's inner system, cheering for the "art of explosion." And on the city walls, the soldiers, trying hard to stifle laughter, seemed to pinch their thighs even harder...
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