Old Huang looked at the different world before him. A broken dragon phantom coiled over the land of China, surrounded by all kinds of other phantoms: gluttonous Taotao, angels, dolphins, demons, death gods—more than a dozen in all, circling the giant dragon phantom.
"Th-this is..." Old Huang stammered as he looked at the phantoms in the sky.
Su Jiu heard him and looked at the phantoms before him. "This is Luck—National Luck. Those phantoms can be good or bad. Look at the Taotao phantom. It's slowly gnawing away at the dragon phantom, which means the Taotao are still coveting the land of China."
Seeing Old Huang's shocked expression, Su Jiu continued, "The path of Luck is mysterious beyond measure. I feel that things are still all right for now. National Luck is gradually growing stronger, but it's also draining away little by little. That means some godlike civilizations are still eyeing Earth."
After hearing Su Jiu's words, Old Huang asked, "Then what do you need Dark Alloy for?"
Su Jiu put away his Innate Dao Eye. "To research weapons!"
Old Huang frowned. "And what does that have to do with National Luck?"
"To increase China's military strength. Only when the nation is strong will we no longer be bullied."
Hearing that, Old Huang asked solemnly, "Will it work?"
"Of course it'll work. A strong nation means strong Luck. As long as China grows strong, no matter how many monsters, demons, and freaks come, they'll all die." Hearing Su Jiu say this, Old Huang found himself unable to understand the current Su Jiu.
After considering it for a moment, Old Huang said, "Are there any other ways? I mean, we old men are still around. We can do something too."
Hearing Old Huang's words, Su Jiu came to his senses and