Save Them? With Just One Battalion?

"Major, our forces have been attacked by the Sea Race and are currently relocating our headquarters. We are simply unable to spare any resources, and we hope you will understand."

"We will provide you with the last known time and location of the cargo ship..."

Lu Taoyu rubbed her temples, her head aching, as she listened to the apologetic but ultimately useless reply coming through the communicator.

The other party's words implied, "We're busy right now, you'll have to find it yourself."

She couldn't really expect the other person to take time out of their busy schedule to come and help.

After all, the Sea Race have forced Citroën Company to relocate its headquarters, so the situation in Mao City must be far from optimistic.

Preserving themselves is of paramount importance for Citroën and for the Human Race.

"Okay, I understand. Send me the list and personal information of that crew member as well."

Lu Taoyu signaled the liaison officer to return to his position, then stood up and began to coordinate the "treasure hunt" operation with the soldiers of her battalion.

To be honest, she didn't have much time to find a cargo ship.

The front line at the Huaihuang Continent was already short-handed, and this battalion of soldiers could not be left out of the battlefield for too long.

Thinking of this, she quickened her pace, causing the hem of her military overcoat to flutter loudly.

She issued orders to the group of messengers following her.

"The first and second companies searched downstream along both banks of the Turbid Water, while the third company took a boat directly down to the vicinity of Mao City to investigate."

"A reminder to everyone: there may be Sea Race in Mao City now. Do not engage them. We need to get back to the Huaihuang Continent as soon as possible."

Her tone was serious, and upon hearing her decision, one of her deputies asked a question.

"Commander, Mao City has been invaded by the Sea Race. Is it really okay for us not to go and rescue them?"

Lu Taoyu glanced at the other person's youthful face, but wasn't angry. She simply asked him a question in return.

"Save us? With just our battalion?"

She continued walking towards the exit of the compound without slowing down, and before her young deputy could answer, she spoke again.

"Rescuing them is the responsibility of the Moonfall Continent Southern Military Region, which is in charge of Mao City. Don't forget we have our own mission."

"The situation in the Huaihuang Continent is far more urgent than that in Mao City now."

As she stepped out of the Human Race's encampment in Willow City, Huaihuang Continent, a landscape completely different from that of the Moonfall Continent came into view.

Compared to the Moonfall Continent, which has a humid climate year-round, Huaihuang Continent, which has not yet fully entered spring, is noticeably drier.

However, in a month or two, after the seasonal drought has passed and the spring and summer rainy season has officially begun, Huaihuang Continent will suddenly become damp.

Willow City, just like its name suggests, will be enveloped in lush green willows.

Lu Taoyu walked along the quiet avenue lined with willow trees, leading half a company of men straight towards the port of Springmist Lake.

Along the way, he didn't forget to use a portable communicator to quietly relay some not-so-classified orders to the soldiers of the other two companies.

Beside her, a messenger with a communicator was contacting the soldiers stationed at the port to prepare for weighing anchor.

The entire battalion operated efficiently and systematically, racing against time to move through the night.

This group of people were quite accomplished, and their camp was only two kilometers away from the river port.

Therefore, in about three minutes, the bright and calm Springmist Lake under the moonlight appeared at the end of the avenue.

Two medium-sized warships were moored on the shore of Springmist Lake Port.

At this moment, the other half of the company of soldiers were deployed on and off the warship, ready to depart.

"Weigh anchor," Lu Taoyu, stepping into the cabin. "Full speed downstream, reduce speed as we approach Mao City."

"Yes!"

The two warships sailed away from Springmist Lake Port and entered the wide, Turbid Water waterway.

Meanwhile, two other infantry companies set off from both banks of the Turbid Water.

They began searching along the riverbank in the open savanna for any trace of the cargo ship.

They were destined to return empty-handed, for Shisui, having salvaged the entire cargo ship, was already planning his journey to the Undersea Dragon Palace.

However, before entering the sea, he still needed to harvest the remaining Flesh Crystals in Mao City, which was already a vast ocean.

"Whoosh--!"

The sound of wings skimming the water's surface rang out, Shisui concealed its form, soaring among the surviving buildings of Mao City.

Below him was the sea, which had not yet calmed down.

The tide was still rising, and the water level had already risen above three stories of a nearby building.

Most of the residential buildings, even those that weren't destroyed by the waves, only had their roofs visible, about to be swallowed up.

More often, however, it collapsed into large chunks of debris, floating and sinking in the turbulent water.

It was 4:30 a. m., less than an hour before sunrise. Usually, vendors would be out shopping by this time.

But today, the lively atmosphere of fireworks will no longer linger over Mao City.

Instead, a carnival for the Sea Race took place.

The flying Shisui suddenly turned, and the next moment, a huge sea monster broke through the water and leaped out of the place it was originally going to pass.

As it plunged back into the water, the force of its fall instantly collapsed several nearby intact buildings.

"Waaaaah--!"

The sea creature emitted a cry that sounded like a weeping.

Then, as if a horn had been sounded to summon its companions, a chorus of wailing sounds rose and fell in response.

Giant sea monsters similar to it leaped out of the water and deliberately rampaged through the buildings.

Shisui avoided these large creatures; they smelled like rubber tainted with the stench of the sea, which made him lose all appetite.

With a gentle flap of its Ukaku, Shisui dodged the head of a sea beast that was charging at it, and then increased its flight altitude.

He suddenly ascended rapidly, leaving a shimmering contrail of feathers trailing behind him.

Under the gentle caress of the moonlight, these Rc Cells crystals resembled scattered starlight.

However, due to the distortion of Spatial Energy, no one else but Shisui himself could witness this scene.

As he ascended, a new batch of Flesh Crystals also formed beneath the sea surface.

Around a thousand rhombus-shaped red crystals of varying sizes left the seawater, rose into the air, and circled around Shisui's side.

Although the number is large, the output has decreased by nearly twenty times compared to when the tsunami first started.

After a rough count, Shisui concluded that Mao City could no longer extract much profit.

He shook his wings, and because they were wet with seawater and he was flying at high speed, some coarse salt was still clinging to his feathers.

Ugh, I need to wash it.

After fanning himself for a while, Ukaku still felt unwell, so before dawn, Shisui plunged headfirst into the Wunu River.