So I had been counting grains of sand in my coffin. But then... something incredible happened!
My idiot descendant actually used the legacy I had left him to steal women from this world's protagonist! The protagonist's women! He was stealing women, you stupid bastard!
Could the little foundation I had worked so hard to build possibly compare to this world's protagonist? I had wanted nothing more than to leap out of my coffin and strangle that idiot.
Then... my retribution came... My grave exploded because of my descendant's wrongdoing... That's right... it exploded... exploded!!!
My soul was blasted into a spatial rift. Who knew which world I had been sent to this time...
Chapter 2: Received by the Big Shots
Last time, told in the first person, Su Mo lived out his legendary life laden with honor and fame. Yet because his descendant stole a woman from the protagonist, retribution came, and his grave exploded. Now, let us continue in the third person!
When Su Mo opened his eyes again, he was neither in the pitch-black void of his coffin nor in his lavish villa. If he remembered correctly, this should have been Germany during World War II, where smoke and warfare filled the air.
And it was the final stage of the Soviet counteroffensive against Germany, the time when he had led his most loyal troops—dozens of divisions—into Berlin!
Before him, countless russians armed with Mosin-Nagant rifles and Degtyarev light machine guns stood in columns, radiating killing intent. At their head stood his trusted aide, Zhukov!
Not only that, over ten thousand T-34 tanks, emanating an aura of steel, had formed hundreds of rows, ten tanks to each row, stationed in the distance. Countless MiG fighters and Pe-8 heavy bombers also circled continuously overhead.
If he remembered correctly, this seemed to have been the most glorious scene of his life. Despite possessing absolutely no military knowledge, he had commanded over a million Russian troops of the Soviet Union in the Battle of Berlin, launching the offensive with the cooperation of tanks and air forces, hadn't he?
What position had he held in the Soviet Army back then? Hmm...? He seemed to have already become Army Group Commander, right? And Stalin himself had appointed him. It was only because his luck had been absurdly good—seizing undefended German positions, then taking over to reap the rewards after his colleagues and the Germans had fought each other to mutual destruction—that he had risen so quickly.
The more than one million murderous russians stood just ten meters away from Su Mo, apparently awaiting his orders. The killing intent they gave off made the freezing weather even colder. The sky was covered by the smoke billowing from tens of thousands of tanks, plunging the earth into darkness!
Look at this—this was Su Mo's foundation. They had accompanied him through nearly every major Soviet battle in World War II. Yet because Su Mo's luck had been so absurdly good and he had always gotten to pick up the leftovers, fewer than ten thousand of these million-plus men had actually died by the end of the war???
"Ahem, well, everyone, the war is over, and I have been dead for nearly a year. You don't need to keep following me anymore," Su Mo said awkwardly after coughing twice. But the next moment...
"We swear to follow Grand Marshal Su Mo unto death!!!!"
The combined voices of over a million people nearly overturned the entire city of Berlin, shaking the ground until it cracked. Su Mo was so moved that he nearly cried... Well, nearly cried from fright. If they found out he had achieved all this only because his luck had been ridiculously good and he had muddled through, wouldn't they butcher him?
"Stop staring. They have already become your Noble Phantasm." Two lolis, one white-haired and one black-haired, appeared beside him and said to Su Mo with giggles.
"Wait... what did you just say? They're my Noble Phantasm?" Su Mo's gaze grew dazed as he looked at the million-plus Russian army that had followed him for so many years.
"Don't doubt it. You have now become a Heroic Spirit. Every Heroic Spirit's most famous equipment in life becomes their exclusive Noble Phantasm."
After the white-haired loli finished speaking, the black-haired loli continued, "Greatest marshal of Su-evi, your most famous possession in life was not equipment, but this million-plus Soviet army that followed you for many years and participated in several famous large-scale battles!"
Thud...
After hearing the explanation from the two lolis, Su Mo lost his footing and fell to the ground.
"A Heroic Spirit... Isn't that a hero who achieved great fame in life, became a legend after death, and was worshipped by countless people?"
Su Mo carefully thought over what he had done in life. He had participated in the Soviet Union's Great Patriotic War and its counteroffensive against Germany, then commanded the Far Eastern War against the Japanese Army in Northeast China. After the war, as a man of the Celestial Empire, he had helped the Celestial Empire and the Soviet Union establish good relations, making the two countries steadfast allies. He had also returned the more than 1.5 million square kilometers of land the Soviet Union had taken from the Celestial Empire, and sent troops to help the Celestial Empire reclaim Taiwan and the Diaoyu Islands...
Finally, he had sent countless core personnel to the Celestial Empire to train its troops, allowing it to become Asia's strongest nation within only a few years after the war.
Most importantly, before his death, he had resolved the crisis of the Soviet Union's collapse. While maintaining its stability, he had continued to stabilize the alliance between the Soviet Union and the Celestial Empire, frightening the American Empire so thoroughly that it had not dared lay a hand on Asia to harm either the Celestial Empire or the Soviet Union.
"Hmm, what I did really does seem pretty great and glorious. I brought prosperity to countless people in the Celestial Empire and the Soviet Union. Even compared to Artoria and the Great Emperor, those two Heroic Spirits, I was greater than them, wasn't I?"
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