That move directly paralyzed every satellite system in the United States.
It brought the United States incalculable losses and caused widespread panic.
Old Te even hurriedly appealed to the entire world, claiming that Earth had apparently come under attack by aliens and asking everyone to hand over their satellites for them to use so they could fight the enemy together.
Unfortunately, not a single country paid him any attention. The American satellites were all paralyzed, but everyone else's satellites were perfectly fine.
It was clearly their own inadequate technology that had caused all their satellites to fail, yet they still wanted to commandeer everyone else's satellites. Hmph!
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Jiang Siming returned to Zhangjiajie and went back into the cave.
A'Nan and A'Li were still asleep.
Jiang Siming gently picked them up, and the next second, he was back in Shanghai, at his own estate.
After settling them into their respective nests, Jiang Siming finally chose to enter the house.
"Wives, I'm back!"
At home, Zhao Xuan and the others were still there, worrying about Jiang Siming.
Although Zhao Xiaoxiao had given them a shot of reassurance, the women were still deeply concerned.
Hearing the voice outside, everyone in the house hurried out. They saw Jiang Siming standing alive and well before them, safe and sound.
"Mmm... sob."
Xinyi was the first to lose control. Tears streamed down her face as she threw herself into Jiang Siming's arms.
"Senior Brother, are you all right?"
Jiang Siming smiled, stroked her hair, and kissed her forehead.
"Of course I'm fine. I just ran into a little trouble while cultivating the day before yesterday. I had too much pent-up fire, so I went to the mountains of Zhangjiajie to cultivate for two days. And now I'm back."
Hearing this, everyone finally breathed a sigh