Thanks

Outside the exhibition hall,

In the American Federation of Department of Homeland Defense and Counterattack Security' embassy in the capital, Francis was watching the battle footage in the exhibition hall via video link. Just as the two sides were about to clash, the voice of the Great Shaman Campo entered his ears.

He laughed too.

The last product developed by Sun Island, the Ghoul, was too careless, but it's still decent as a battlefield mercenary.

In this clash of elites, their quality was clearly insufficient.

but,

The Stand Soul are different.

The raw materials for developing the Stand Soul are extracted from the remains of an ancient alien species. Its alteration of life is not only physical but also spiritual—for humans, life is formed through the interdependence of matter, soul, and energy over time.

Extracts obtained from alien remains alter the inherent structure of human nature.

It disrupts the progressive relationship between matter, soul, and energy, forming a chaotic Quantum Entanglement pattern.

Therefore, whether the body or the soul is damaged, they can complement each other in a complex way to achieve immortality.

So when Campo said that, Francis agreed.

Boundary Gate, the Stand Warrior launched a fierce attack upon discovering Wei Dadong and his group. Unknown black, smoky substances emanated from their bodies, forming humanoid, pitch-black monsters. Some of these Stand Soul had eight claws on their backs, resembling humanoid spiders; others had arms like pythons, ferocious and vicious; and still others were headless, strangely bizarre.

They encountered a jungle.

When they burst out of the dense forest, Wei Dadong and his men felt a surge of fear rising from the depths of their hearts!

That's humanity's instinctive fear of the unknown!

It's also the tremor of prey being targeted by its predator!

Wei Dadong and his men were startled, so Wei Dadong gave the order, "Fire!"

ratt ratt ratt...

Bullets brimming with spiritual light roared from the muzzle of the AK, slamming viciously into the mutated humans! This was the first time a mage's creation had made a public appearance on the human supernatural side!

And it truly lived up to its reputation; the moment it made its move...

This created a rather shocking effect!

The Fire Qilin unleashed a torrent of fiery red metallic flames, shattering the bodies of the black phantoms and Stand Warrior. Occasionally, "sea of fire" effects would appear, engulfing the Stand Warrior in flames. Soon, a nauseating aroma of meat wafted from within the sea of fire.

Wei Dadong raised his hand and clenched his fist to signal a halt to the attack, then waited to see what would happen!

The only sound in the dense forest was the quiet burning of the flames; both inside and outside the Boundary Gate became extremely quiet.

soon,

As the flames died down, the Stand Warrior indeed rose from the ashes.

Wei Dadong clicked his tongue in amazement. "It really is bizarre. Mr. Han was right not to lie to us."

At this moment, Wei Dadong's admiration for "Han Guang" was like a surging river, never-ending!

And Mr. Han at this moment...

Watching the odds changes on the Esper World Forum, he laughed so hard his eyes disappeared. On the other hand, the Voodoo Rack looked very ugly— the Stand Warrior' injuries were healing too slowly! Even Francis in the embassy looked anxious.

Before the Stand Warrior could fully recover,

Wei Dadong arranged for the second team to follow... They were all carrying "Ice Phoenix" AKs, and as the icy blue light shot out, a cold mist spread through the forest.

Those Stand Warrior were frozen solid, and their recovery rate became even slower.

But they still didn't die.

The black phantoms seemed unaffected by the psychic Ice Shackles; they seeped out from the ice, breaking the seal and preparing to attack again.

Wei Dadong then arranged for the first team to take over...

And so, ice and fire intertwined, creating one cold-frozen meat barbecue project after another in the dense forest.

Towards the end, Wei Dadong even started to feel a bit bored.

Is this the kind of thing that people with special abilities end up creating?

What's so great about this thing?

After Wei Dadong and his team emptied several magazines, the Stand Warrior finally stopped moving. The black phantom also vanished without a trace, leaving only a black, unknown mass of matter twisted like a "Pharaoh's Serpent."

After waiting a few minutes, Wei Dadong asked doubtfully, "Did we win?"

Reminded,

The judges' panel in the exhibition hall suddenly snapped back to reality, "China wins!"

The members of the Wallfacer Organization and the craftsmen of the Chinese Artificer Association laughed happily. Although the process was somewhat tortuous, the final result seemed to be as expected.

They won again.

and,

They'll definitely keep winning! I don't know why, but you're the only one with that kind of confidence.

Compared to last time, the atmosphere in the exhibition hall was not as enthusiastic this time. Even the Chinese, who were the victors, behaved very reservedly. This is probably what is called "style".

The Great Shaman of the Mediterranean Voodoo Rack, Campo, was as black as the bottom of a pot! He had anticipated that this battle might result in greater casualties than theirs, but he never imagined that the Chinese creation would be this powerful!

Is this a challenge?

No, this was a simple massacre.

Campo just wants to crawl into a hole right now... How will their organization survive in the American Faction after this?

Inside the embassy,

Francis covered his face below his nose with his hands, his eyes filled with a terrifyingly gloomy expression.

He tried his best to stay calm!

But then he thought, "Damn it, there's no one else in the office!" So he slammed his fist on the table and punched the expensive crystal display screen through the air—F**K!!!

What's wrong with these Han Chinese scum?! This is utterly absurd!

While the American Faction was furious and demoralized, Li Yao was happily counting his money.

He was genuinely overwhelmed by the numbers. He had bet on China winning 10-0, and then bet on the shooting... each bet was worth 20 million. Li Yao grabbed Zhuge Feng, Yun and asked with a smile, "Can you help me with the accounts?"

Zhuge Feng, Yun: "Can you help me calculate it too? I've already placed bets of 60 million each, just like you."

Li Yao: "???"

Zhuge, how did you go astray?

He said seriously, "I'll have to pay taxes if you do this."

Zhuge Feng, Yun retorted, "Why should I?!"

Li Yao: "This is an intellectual property tax."

Zhuge was a little confused. Was this how intellectual property tax was calculated? Li Yao was still planning to argue with Zhuge Feng, Yun when Wei Dadong and his group came out from the Boundary Gate. The Chinese people rushed forward as if welcoming heroes. Wei Dadong, wearing Mandela Flexible Steel Rattan Armor, spotted "Han Guang" in the crowd at a glance. He pushed through the cheering crowd to Li Yao's side and said in an excited and grateful voice, "Thank you, Mr. Han, thank you!"

"Of course."

Li Yao quickly changed his expression, becoming refined and aloof, unfathomable.

Zhuge Feng, Yun: "???"

Everyone: "???"

This is the second update. There will be more updates to come, but you can go to sleep first, because there are three large chapters coming up. Otherwise, it would be too much trouble to post them one by one. Also, thanks again to Rainy Day Steering~ I hope you enjoy reading.