Four Wins

"My Protoss are invincible!"

Kang De exclaimed this after the U. S. military deployed the "It looks so good, so now it's mine" type of defense line around the Bruce Nuclear Power Plant to the Goth border with alarming speed.

This is indeed Protoss tactic.

In the StarCraft universe, Terrans construct buildings on the spot during battles, at most deploying a limited number of modular buildings using drop pods. Zerg mutate on the spot during battles. Only the high-level Protoss can simply have their buildings teleported directly from their homeworld by having a scout place the coordinates.

The home planet is built by the Khalai class, which are basically corporate slaves... oh no, engineers.

They don't need to go to the battlefield; they can just spend their days on massive construction projects, from buildings to weapons. Once completed, these projects are set aside to await the reorganization of his troops by some unnamed archbishop.

This technology is undoubtedly advanced, efficient, and powerful.

After all, conventional construction of defense lines and fortifications requires the transportation of materials, the allocation of personnel, and time for excavation and construction, which is time-consuming, labor-intensive, and extremely inefficient. The advantages of instantly deploying pre-built modular components are obvious.

However, it also has disadvantages.

That means... a large amount of productivity, or manpower, is needed.

Compared to the Protoss, Kang De's "Aiur" is undoubtedly the White Mist World. The White Mist World has a special mirror property, which can replicate Earth, but only in areas where the map is opened.

If Kang De were to start construction and build modular structures on his own in the White Mist World, the efficiency would inevitably be low. Although he is already secretly carrying out immigration work in the White Mist World, it is not something that can be accomplished overnight.

Similarly, Horus and A Fu are undertaking android engineering, which also requires a significant amount of time and technical data, and the issue of raw materials is also quite troublesome...

After all, modern construction projects are large-scale and have extremely high production capacity, but they are also based on a high degree of specialization, a large system, and sophisticated processes, which cannot be solved by small workshops.

So we can only find someone to work with.

The defense line deployed this time was built by hiring "tools" (or "tools").

Threatened by supernatural beings such as Titan, Parrot, and alchemical golems from Council, and following Kang De's "friendly advice," the American Empire exerted all its efforts to construct a defensive line around the Bruce Nuclear Power Plant to prevent the "aliens" inside from escaping. The results were truly remarkable. After all, the American Empire had dealt with so many bad debts over the years and attached great importance to the defense of its bases, possessing advanced experience and technology.

The rapid completion of this massive military project was due to two factors: first, the American Empire was determined to achieve its goals; and second, a Comora state-owned enterprise, which wished to remain anonymous, provided substantial transportation support as a military contractor for the U. S. military.

The company quickly transported a large amount of expensive heavy engineering machinery, massive quantities of industrial materials, and even pre-processed semi-finished materials to the vicinity of the Bruce Nuclear Power Plant, saving the American Empire a significant amount of time.

And they only charged a friendly price.

Given that the American Empire was unable to mobilize such a large quantity of raw materials in a short period of time, this company played a crucial role.

The company's employee responsible for liaison sincerely told the American official, "As everyone knows, our company has a strong official background in China United States, and I myself am a former employee of the US government. We are willing to act as a go-between for you, introducing domestic orders with guaranteed quality and quantity, and at reasonable prices."

He then added, "The chairman said that this order can even include free shipping."

The American Empire felt humiliated and were also afraid that China spy equipment in the raw materials they were sending, so they flatly refused. When they finally managed to cobble together the order and asked Kang De to ship it, a key member of AWSL Company said with a forced smile, "Sorry, we're turning down this order."

When asked why, the answer was that these raw material companies had been sanctioned by our company.

What the hell? What sanctions? Where are the evidence and documents?

The reply was, "Please wait a moment, I will write one for you right away."

The American Empire is feeling increasingly humiliated, thinking that even without Kang the butcher, they still need to eat hairless pigs. If you don't deliver this package, I'll just do it myself. If it's slow, so be it, I'll just wait.

As they frantically mobilized transport planes, trucks, and ships, the jerk from AWSL Company came over again and said, "Oh, sorry, I forgot to tell you, we have our reasons for sanctioning these companies."

Although the American Empire official who was dealing with AWSL was rolling his eyes inwardly, he still asked what the reason was.

That Latin America official still vividly remembers the answer he received when the plaster was removed.

"Because the steel bars they produce can explode."

"Concrete can also catch fire."

"There might even be nuclear Fallout."

How could steel bars explode? How could concrete catch fire?

The American official initially found it absurd, then felt indignant, and finally... became furious.

This matter was eventually placed before A Chuan.

To prevent the American Empire president from being unable to understand this sophisticated cryptic explanation of the plaster-removal technique, the thoughtful White House staff translated for him what it meant for the steel bars to explode.

"Kang De said that if we didn't buy China materials from China, he would tamper with our materials."

It is said that A Chuan's roar made the windows of the Oval Office rattle.

"Fuck you, we're the capitalists! We are!"

So the American Empire built its defenses, China sold its raw materials, Kang De earned delivery fees and kickbacks, Canada Can*da three-quarters of the money, and everyone had a bright future.

It's a win-win-win situation.

The first win refers to Kang De earning a large amount of delivery fees.

The second win refers to the fact that Kang De handled the raw materials once in the warehouses of his territory in Comora.

The third win refers to the fact that Kang De did not deliver the raw materials to the location designated by the American Empire, but instead delivered them to a Cainiao station near the Bruce Nuclear Power Plant, which the US had to pick up themselves. This Cainiao station is undoubtedly also Kang De's territory, purchased from the Can*da, MIT. Even though the American Empire used various equipment to pick it up, they still got ripped off.

The fourth win refers to the modern defense line built by the American Empire around the Bruce Nuclear Power Plant, which Kang De directly replicated in the White Mist World and then used to play tower defense with Griffin.

My neck is numb.

Kang De, having tasted the sweetness of it, found his mind becoming increasingly active.

He was even considering whether to create an even bigger news story.

"For example, create a terrifying contraption like a deep abyss rift, and make the nations believe that if they cannot control it, whatever emerges from it will destroy the world."

"Then let the countries fund the purchase China excess capacity to build on a massive scale, constructing the largest defense line in human history around this abyssal fissure."

"Troops from various countries are stationed within this defensive line, suppressing the fissures with firepower daily. The world's most advanced weaponry and arms production capacity are constantly being poured into this area. Oh, and it can't just be a continuous influx; occasionally, extraordinary materials with miraculous effects will drop from the abyss fissures..."

The Parrot, upon hearing his audacious idea, was stunned.

"Have some decency, or you're finished, damn it."

She said in a low voice.

Kang De, naturally, flew into a rage. "Whom am I doing all this deception for? Isn't it all for the great cause of the people of the other world fighting against the Star Palace! Moreover, I used a false threat to persuade all of humanity to put aside their disputes and unite as one. Such a benevolent cause would be hailed as a masterpiece in the Japan animation industry! Anyone who knows the whole story will praise the heartwarming reason behind it!"

Malegith could only meekly reply, "It's so warm, so warm."

Before this moment, this bold idea was just a flash of inspiration, a brainstorming session, a plan that occurred to me when I was "inspecting" the American Empire defense fortifications.

But after the march into hell, Kang De personally led and witnessed numerous PRISM unfolding the Holy Pillar Domain, leaping through time and space. The massive fortifications replicated in the White Mist World slowly unfolded like an ink painting scroll. War preparations were in place, and valiant warriors were on the battlefield, setting up a battle zone that had been tempered and refined on the sparsely vegetated Goth Great Plain...

--Only then did he truly realize the strategic value of this approach.

Like many weapons throughout history, the imagination and simulations in laboratories, demonstration projects, and pilot plants are of little significance. Only after actual combat will people discover whether this new weapon has ushered in a new era or is nothing more than a costly and absurd joke.

"My lord..."

Standing beside him, Dong Tianming could not suppress the excitement in his voice.

"To scatter beans and create soldiers, to build a city in a day—the ancients' words are not untrue."

The Imperial Tutor of Cathay originally thought that after staying in the Distant Harbor for several months, and even witnessing the mushroom cloud rise and the light spear explode, nothing in the world could surprise him anymore... Now he realized that he was still too naive.

He said with certainty, "That one divine skill alone is enough to convince the martial artists from China who have crossed the sea to the Cathay. They will no longer have any doubts or wavering."

Following Old Dong's gaze, Kang De saw that most of the soldiers in the teleportation array quickly entered the fortifications after completing the jump, while only a few stood there blankly, looking around in confusion.

Those people all had Asian features.

Judging from the markings on the armor, they are new recruits from Cathay training.

After they finally realized that this was not an illusion, some of the Chinese warriors who had come from the Cathay even burst into tears, their cries filled with sorrow, then they laughed, and there was even a hint of madness in them.

The sergeant in charge of leading them, from the Valentan Guards Training Regiment, had a complex expression.

They had also desperately resisted the overwhelming military superiority of the elves, and in the dead of night, they couldn't help but imagine—if they had such armament and strength Battle of Valentan, they could have given the Twilight Moon's Dragon Banner Legion a run for their money, even without Prince Kang De's Forbidden Spell.

But the Goth-Moon War was over, and the Dusk Warband, which had incurred blood debts in Valentan, no longer existed. The Descendants of Valentan knew that they would probably never have the chance to clash with the elite royal warbands of Twilight Moon again.

At least the enemy who invaded our homeland has paid the price, and the war is over.

And these Cathayan... their war is not over, or rather, it is far from over.

From these mournful cries, the Valentan People heard immense regret, joy, and pain.

These Cathayan must have experienced a series of despairing defeats in their homeland, and after resolutely crossing the sea to the east, they witnessed a power that seemed like a miracle in a foreign land.

And... hope.

Although they understood the feelings of these Cathayan, this was, after all, a battlefield. They hardened their hearts, urging and scolding them, ordering these unqualified soldiers to stand up immediately and carry out their orders.

A Valentan Guards gritted his teeth and kicked the Cathayan was crouching on the ground crying, yelling, "Get up now! At least you still have a chance to fight back! I... Ah! Your Highness!"

He looked flustered and stood at attention, bowing.

"Ah, I forgot, Horus, give the order now: on the battlefield, soldiers are strictly forbidden from saluting their superiors—don't be nervous, soldier, it's not your fault."

"Yes, Father."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Kang De looked down and saw the Cathayan squatting on the ground muttering, "Coming and going like the wind, leaving and staying as they please, arriving in an instant, able to return even in dire straits, able to advance or retreat, attack or defend, harass or flee..."

The Valentan Guards kicked him. "Your Highness has arrived!"

The warrior from Cathay looked up as if struck by lightning and saw the Duke of Qin and the Imperial Tutor, Lord Dong.

"... Duke! Pillar of the State!" Tears welled in his eyes as he wailed, "The hundreds of millions of people of the Divine Land beg the Duke to save us! The nation is crumbling, heroes are shedding their blood, all are anxiously awaiting your help. Please remember that we are all of the same Divine Land, all of us are your parents, wives, children, and subjects..."

Before Kang De could speak, Dong Tianming roared, "Rise! Soldiers, why act like children! You are the vanguard for our lord, you only need to fight bravely and save the nation. We will handle the rest! Our lord only has the territory of one city. How can the people and soldiers of this one city save the Divine Land from collapse? As warriors in the army, you should fight on the front lines to gain more land and people for our lord and achieve great things! Do you understand?"

The Imperial Tutor is indeed the Imperial Tutor. Even after traveling to foreign lands for decades, he still enjoys godlike prestige in Cathay. When the Cathayan got angry, he banged his head against the ground with all his might, breaking his forehead.

"Then this life is sold to the Grand General!"

He jumped up, gritted his teeth, clasped his hands in a salute like a wolf, and prepared to rejoin his unit.

"Etc."

Kang De called out to him.

The warrior turned around and saw the Duke of Qin speaking to him.

"Preserve yourself, and return home alive."

His reply was a silent, wolf-like low growl, "... Yes!"

Watching the soldier depart, Dong Tianming remained silent for a moment before slowly saying, "My lord, I am truly ashamed to impose upon you responsibilities and obligations that are not yours."

Kang De shook his head. "Old sir, this is my own decision, and you will have to repay it."

He shook his head at this point. "In the end, it was the emperor who saw things clearly. He asked me, 'Why are you treating the Distant Harbor so well? Why do you want them to die?' Generous welfare, a worry-free future, a happy life— the Distant Harbor live better than any other commoner in the world. But there is never any kindness without a reason, at least not in my case. I will make them pay for it."

The Fire Thief spoke in a low, melancholic tone, looking at the figures moving back and forth on the battlefield.

Those were fathers, husbands, and sons.

"Their children should pay for it, or even the children themselves."

"In times of war, being able to borrow first and repay later is already a remarkable thing," Dong Tianming said calmly. "Besides, if you wanted to buy a commoner's life, you wouldn't have needed to spend that much money."

In times of war and chaos, people are less than grass.

"It's more expensive, but I'm not buying their lives," Kang De said softly, "It's buying peace of mind."

Dong Tianming didn't speak, but simply bowed deeply.

Mr. Dong.

"Your old minister is here."

"I have an idea and I need your advice and suggestions."

"To do everything in my power."

"I need some kind of monster that looks intimidating and destructive, but is actually controllable... Ah, well, that might be a complicated way of putting it, anyway..."

"Does the lord's hometown need it?"

"..."

"This old minister has been presumptuous."

"Damn it... never mind, let's deal with this first."

Kang De gazed into the distance, raised his hand, the Phase Door opened, and a large flag fell straight down, planting itself in the very center of the front line, its fluttering and rustling.

Vanguard position.

Kang De set up his position almost face-to-face, a direct confrontation, and a major battle seemed imminent. The situation appeared dire. Griffin pondered for only a moment before issuing his first order.

"Order the rear troops to halt immediately. They need not rush to the vanguard position... Set up camp on the spot! Deploy the Deceleration Field, establish defensive lines, and begin defense!"

Just then, the eagle-eyed officer shouted, "Report—the enemy has raised a flag! It's in Cathay!"

The image was projected onto the crystal disk. Griffin glanced at it and looked surprised.

Phaethon asked, "What does this say?"

The Grand Speaker squinted and examined it carefully. He certainly understood the Cathay script, and knew it very well. However, the script on the flag was different from what he had learned, so much so that he wondered if he had made a mistake.

But it seems correct.

He read it out word by word, "Middle... door... against... sniper?"