Radio Waves

Space folds, and a portal appears.

Kang De strode out, carrying a large bag and several bags, a gasoline generator in his left hand, a gasoline can in his right, three gas cylinders on his back, and a suspiciously shaped handmade radio hanging on his chest. Several bags, crammed with ammunition and firearms, were also packed into the gaps in his pockets.

A low-budget version of Death Stranding.

--It has to be said that if he were walking down the street dressed like that, he'd probably get shot in the head by the armed police who rushed to his aid.

Upon returning, Kang De immediately looked around warily; there was no one else in the room.

Very well-behaved.

He put everything he was carrying into the corner, stretched his body, placed the gasoline generator on the ground, and put the radio transmitter on the table.

Prepare to let radio waves soar through the clear, azure skies of this otherworldly realm.

But the next moment, his movements froze.

If anyone else were here, they would surely exclaim in surprise, for Kang De's right eye shone with golden light, and within its pupil were ever-changing lines and patterns, endlessly complex polyhedra spiraling and evolving, outlining the cornerstone of the world's existence.

This symbolizes the spatial power emanating from Akatum at work.

Kang De turned his head to look at the place where he had returned to the other world. The light and patterns in his eyes kept changing. He seemed to be thinking about something, and then he showed a look of sudden realization.

"I think I understand now, the spatial divine power I've acquired..."

The power granted by the Time God is the acceleration of time.

And space...

"A little subtle, a little weak..."

Kang De wore a wry smile. He stretched out his hand, and the power of space surged. The power of the world's origin manifested in a state that Kang De could understand, just as the power of time manifested as a clock to indicate time.

He saw an anchor point, a coordinate, a portal, appearing in his hands.

"I can set a teleportation point..." Kang De murmured, "To set the coordinates for my return to this other world after the next crossing of the White Mist World... that might be why I was teleported here to Hong San..."

"..."

Well, how should I put it?

It's a bit subtle.

It can't be said that it's useless.

It can be considered a useful skill for escaping and getting away.

The current teleportation mechanism works like this: he teleports from here and returns to here. If he encounters a powerful enemy, such as hiding in the White Mist World, the enemy certainly won't be able to find him, but when the time comes, he will be forcibly teleported back. If the enemy hasn't left, then he's in trouble.

For example, if he were to carry out a mission to infiltrate the enemy's headquarters, and if he were discovered, he could hide in the White Mist World, but when the time came, he would still be in the enemy's headquarters and would still be discovered.

--But if he sets the teleportation anchor point elsewhere beforehand, he can escape completely, and the enemy will never know how he got away.

From this perspective, it is still very useful.

But...

"So weak."

Still so weak.

Compared to the ability to accelerate time, which can significantly enhance combat power, this can only be used for escaping.

"Isn't there a more practical ability?"

Kang De sighed, "Teleportation, teleportation, dimensional slashes, spatial imprisonment..."

However, complaining was useless. Kang De composed himself, turned on the lights in the room, squatted down, and skillfully started the gasoline generator, a deep rumble slowly rising into the air.

He had done the process of turning on the generator and using the radio over three hundred times; he was very familiar with it.

However, the target of this call was not his homeland, relatives, or compatriots, whom he longed to see.

"Can you hear me? This is Kang De. There was a problem with the teleportation; I've arrived in Valentan. The elven army is attacking, the city gates are closed, and I can't leave. I can only ask you to find a way to get here."

"Be careful on your journey and don't get spotted by the elves. I got a map from the people here and figured out your approximate location. You should head northwest, at a specific angle..."

"As for how to determine the exact location, from now on, I will send a signal every so often, and I hope your car radio will be able to determine the signal strength and direction."

"In addition, I will take daytime light angle measurements to provide auxiliary information, which should be helpful. It's a bit difficult, since you'll be traveling alone. I think we need to learn enough lessons this time and find more convenient means of communication. Every unexpected event brings new lessons and experiences, it always has."

"Don't panic, don't worry, stay calm and vigilant. I'm safe. Even in the worst-case scenario, I have the ability to protect myself and even escape. You must be careful on your journey, after all, you are much more conspicuous than me... Remember, don't trust people easily."

"Looking forward to seeing you again. I hope you receive this message. I'm here, I'm waiting."

"Complete."

Listening to the hissing sound from his headphones, Kang De fell silent.

After a moment, he shook his head. "What unpleasant memories and feelings."

In the White Mist World, he made over three hundred idiotic phone calls, waiting in vain, which was the most maddening thing ever... He didn't know if his Iron Son would receive this message.

But it's okay.

Even without it, he can still step out of this walled city.

But... he might be hoping to do more.

Kang De composed himself and began repeating his studies.

It was late at night, and the vast land was silent. From the deep valley, the sound of metal clashing rang out, and the Autobots rose from the ground, their eyes glowing with a blue light.

"Receive."

It used both its hands and feet to climb to the top of the valley, scattering pebbles that rustled as they fell to the ground. The nascent Autobots gazed into the distance, where the horizon was dark and filled with the unknown.

"Northwest, towards Valentan. Be careful and don't trust anyone."

Its voice was calm yet powerful. "Let's go."

It did indeed receive that first radio wave that crossed the continent.

Meanwhile, west of the central border of Valentan, in a woodland in the Calonia Highlands, a camp was set up. It was late at night, and most people were fast asleep. The only ones awake were the night watchmen and the energetic guys who were still looking for fun.

The camp was quite large and well-organized. From the inside out, the tents ranged in size and status, with the leader of the group residing in the central tent.

He was a powerful figure who subdued everyone with force, making even the proudest gladiators and wild mages bow down to him. He held absolute authority in this group, and countless gruesome corpses solidified his reputation, making his followers even more awe-inspiring and fanatical. People with various motives joined this army, surrounding their powerful leader, flattering him, respecting him, obeying him, and scheming against him.

The central tent was surrounded by a very spacious open area, where no one dared to talk or laugh. Even the most savage barbarians had to speak in shrill voices when passing by.

However, in the stillness of the night, a sound suddenly emanated from the chief's tent.

Accompanied by a slight rustling sound, the content was somewhat indistinct.

"I am Kang De..."

"Valentan City..."

"Elf troops..."

"Be safe..."

"I'm here..."

Two people passing by nearby stopped in their tracks.

"Huh..." one of them said uncertainly, "There's a man's voice coming from the boss's tent."

"A man?" Another person shoved him. "What are you dreaming about? How could there be a man in the boss's tent? Have you forgotten? Who was the last person to openly propose to her? Poor Luen, kneeling down in front of everyone to propose, and he ended up covered in soot on the ground. They couldn't clean him up even after shoveling him several times. One hit was enough to make him look like that, and all the guys who were jeering along with him got beaten to death too..."

Upon hearing this, the man shuddered. Thinking of the earlier scene, his stomach rumbled with hunger. He shook his head. "That's right... It's really strange that the boss is only thinking about that pretty boy named Kang De. He's from Cathayan, the husband of Princess Goth, and the boss insists on finding him too. Damn it, I want to see just how handsome he is that the boss and Princess Goth are so fixated on him..."

You'll see him soon.

His companion lowered his voice and said, "Why do you think we're heading south? Because yesterday, the boss sensed something and immediately ordered the entire regiment to move out. I think the boss definitely..."

Just then, a light shone from the direction of the central tent.

The next moment, the bells representing the officers in the summoning group rang urgently.

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PS1: First update, second update will be a little later. Ah, the rant is back, feeling much better, and I can see my silly readers making fools of themselves online again.