Lifespan's Dark Cloud, War Begins

"Qin Tian, let me teach you the Psionic Awakening Technique."

As evening approached, Qin Dadi woke everyone up for dinner. At the dining table, Xiao Yunlong suddenly spoke, catching Qin Tian off guard.

He had originally devised several plans to obtain the Psionic Awakening Technique from Xiao Yunlong, never expecting the man to offer it proactively.

This is... a bit awkward.

Xiao Yunlong put down his chopsticks and said seriously:

"After sleeping, my mind cleared up, and I suddenly thought of something."

Qin Dadi's lips moved slightly. He knew what Xiao Yunlong was about to say and wanted to stop him, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

"Qin Tian, the Empire's Clone Technology has a significant flaw."

Xiao Yunlong's words made Qin Tian's heart sink, and his brow furrowed slightly.

Xiao Yunlong said without reservation: "All clones have a maximum lifespan of three years, and some live less than a year. This is also the main reason why clones are called cannon fodder."

Three years, do I only have three years to live?

Qin Tian's eyes flickered, but he wasn't flustered. He now possessed three body-related talents: [Advanced Strength], [Rapid Healing], and [Shadow of the Spirit Cat]. His physique had long surpassed that of ordinary clones.

The lifespan issue might have already been resolved by these talents.

Moreover, judging by Xiao Yunlong's tone, becoming a Psionic User was one of the means to solve the lifespan problem.

"But once you become a Psionic User, this problem will be solved easily."

Xiao Yunlong raised an eyebrow, looking like a benefactor: "So, isn't this information very crucial? I'm being a good friend, right?"

Qin Tian said solemnly: "Thank you."

Although Xiao Yunlong had a lively personality and was a bit of a chatterbox, he was a good person. He was enthusiastic, optimistic, and took good care of his new teammate. Especially the recent offer, which made him feel both grateful and a little ashamed.

"It's nothing."

Xiao Yunlong waved his hand nonchalantly. "The Psionic Awakening Technique isn't some top-secret information. You can buy it with a little money. However, whether you can awaken successfully depends on yourself. No one can help you with that."

"Understood."

Qin Tian nodded.

At this moment, Qin Dadi spoke up: "Since we're on the topic, let me add something. Qin Tian, becoming a Psionic User is the dream of every Empire Citizen. However, psionic awakening isn't easy and requires high talent. So, don't get discouraged even if you don't succeed. There are still other ways to solve lifespan issues."

Qin Tian: "I understand. Thank you, Captain."

The group continued eating. As they were about to finish, Qin Dadi's smart watch suddenly beeped.

He glanced at it, his expression turning slightly solemn.

"What's wrong, Captain?" Liu Zhaozhao noticed the change in his expression and asked.

Qin Dadi: "The command center sent a notification. We don't have a mission tonight."

"Huh? Isn't that a good thing?" Xiao Yunlong asked, confused.

Qin Dadi shook his head: "We don't have a mission tonight, but tomorrow we will attack the Golan Heights with the main army."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yunlong and Liu Zhaozhao's expressions changed.

Legion warfare was completely different from their usual special operations, and the risk factor increased exponentially.

A stray bullet from who knows where, or the aftermath of a clash between high-level Psionic Users, could take them out.

But military orders were absolute. Even if they were unwilling, they had to comply.

Was it time for war?

Qin Tian's eyes flickered. To be honest, he felt the same as the other three. It would be best if they didn't have to participate.

However, the order had been given, and resistance was futile. It was better to turn the crisis into an opportunity, slaughter on the battlefield, increase Evolution Points, and perhaps loot a few corpses for more talents.

"Qin Tian, Yunlong, Zhaozhao."

Qin Dadi stood up, placed his right hand in the center of the four, and said word by word:

"Let's... survive together!"

Snap~Snap~Snap~

Three hands were placed on top of his in succession.

"Survive~"

The next morning, the army set off.

Transport vehicles, armored vehicles, tanks... all sorts of war machines crushed the ground, leaving behind deep ruts. Fighter jets circled in the sky, escorting the army on its expedition. Soldiers were fully armed, their morale soaring.

In the back of the troop transport, the Earth Dragon Squad members were fully armed, each wearing a special combat suit and a tactical helmet.

"That's an FM45 Gen-2 Fighter, equipped with the Gray Company's Air Control Weapon System. Its performance is excellent."

"That disc-shaped aircraft is also very good, a classic product from Mossa Company."

Xiao Yunlong pointed to the aircraft flying across the sky, introducing them one by one. He was a military enthusiast and knew all sorts of fighter jet and aircraft models like the back of his hand.

Qin Tian listened attentively. His knowledge of this world was a complete blank, so all information was useful to him.

Seeing that Qin Tian was listening, Xiao Yunlong became even more animated, speaking volubly.

With the great battle imminent, talking more was also a way to relieve stress.

Several hours later, the army's advance slowed.

"Get out of the vehicle, we're almost at the Golan Heights."

Qin Dadi was the first to jump out of the vehicle, followed closely by Qin Tian and the others.

Screech~~

From afar, a sharp, piercing eagle cry suddenly rang out.

Qin Tian looked up. In the sky, a dense "black cloud" was descending upon the army. He activated the long-range telescope function on his multi-functional helmet and quickly saw the true nature of this "black cloud."

It was a group of enormous birds. Their bodies were massive, with wingspans of several zhang. Each feather shimmered with a deep, mysterious light, as if inlaid with tiny stars.

The leading giant bird had a pair of curved horns on its head that emitted a faint blue halo. Under the sunlight, the halo rippled slowly like waves, as if telling ancient and mysterious incantations.

"Those are Damonra Beasts, the most common aerial combat beast race of the Orc Empire."

Xiao Yunlong lowered his binoculars. "They look very formidable, don't they? But don't worry, our fighter jet fleet is no match for them."

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~

Fighter jets streaked across the sky, leaving layers of air currents.

Da da da~~~

Azure beams shot out from beneath the fighter jets, like a blue rain, targeting the Damonra Beast flock.

Screech~~~

The leading Beast King let out a sharp cry. Instantly, the Damonra Beasts separated rapidly. They flapped their wings, stirring up a storm of air currents in the sky. At the same time, invisible wind blades shot towards the fighter jet fleet.

Bang bang bang~~~

The aerial battle erupted. In just one exchange, flying beasts and fighter jets fell.

The two sides fought fiercely, with continuous screams of agony and explosions of fighter jets.

Below, the army continued to advance. Before long, Qin Tian saw their objective – the Golan Heights.

The highlands were precipitous. Watchtowers built by the orcs were arranged in a line. The tops of the towers were inlaid with crystals, shining with multi-colored light. The Silver Dragon Flag, symbolizing the Orc Empire, fluttered in the wind.

On the highlands, several Black Iron Cages were quite conspicuous. Green-skinned Orcs were confined within. They wore tin armor and steel helmets, their eyes blood-red, like beasts that had been starved for days. Their gazes were filled with bloodlust and a craving for living beings, and they let out chilling roars and howls.

"It's finally here."

Qin Tian gently caressed the barrel of his gun. The cold touch transmitted from his fingertips. For some reason, at this moment, he felt an unusual calmness.