Eighty years of lifespan!
That was practically equivalent to a complete human lifetime.
Added to the three hundred and twenty years he already possessed, that made a full four hundred years!
Such an immense span was simply beyond imagination.
Zhu Ying tilted his head up slightly, his gaze seeming to pierce through time and space as he thought to himself, Four hundred years from now, it should be the modern era, shouldn't it?
"Of course, with me around, that modern era will certainly be different from the one in my previous life."
"By then, I will surely forge an entirely new Chinese nation, one powerful enough to unite the world."
"Airplanes and cannons, technological rockets—things that seem like pure fantasy today—will inevitably emerge one after another as time passes."
"Four hundred years!"
"Long and enduring."
"And in the future, I may have the chance to obtain even more spans of four hundred years."
At that thought, a fiery gleam flickered in Zhu Ying's eyes, and his heart brimmed with endless anticipation for the future.
The future was truly something to look forward to.
At the very least, Zhu Ying had already gradually gained the ability to change it.
Whenever he thought of foreign races wantonly trampling the land of China, brutally slaughtering its people, and the distant future in which the Japanese invaded China and committed countless massacres, Zhu Ying's gaze instantly turned icy.
These things—
He, Zhu Ying, would absolutely not allow those tragedies to happen again.
If anyone was to slaughter—
Then it could only be China slaughtering foreign races.
"General Zhu."
Just then.
Li Jinglong's excited voice carried over from afar.
Hearing it.
Zhu Ying emerged from his thoughts and looked up, only to see Zhu Di and Li Jinglong approaching the command residence under the tight