World War Becomes a Mess

"You know who we are?" Ling Xuan looked at Ye Chen before him and couldn't help asking.

"What? You didn't think you were hiding that well, did you?" Stepping up to Ling Xuan, Ye Chen couldn't help teasing.

Ye Chen's words left Ling Xuan speechless. He had indeed assumed that Ye Chen, a native, knew nothing of their existence—never imagining that he himself was the fool all along.

And this was the common failing of alien civilizations like Denuo. They had never, deep down, taken the natives of Blue Star seriously.

Not that it was unreasonable. After all, why would a starfaring civilization capable of creating gods bother to respect a low-level civilization that didn't even know its own world was a planet?

Ye Chen couldn't be bothered to say more to Ling Xuan. He gripped the spear, gave a light tug, and pulled it straight out.

The searing pain made Ling Xuan grunt. Looking at Ye Chen, he knew he was dead for sure today.

With that thought, Ling Xuan closed his eyes. But after waiting a while, he realized Ye Chen hadn't moved. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Ye Chen watching him with a faint, knowing smile.

"You're not going to kill me?" Ling Xuan asked, voicing the doubt in his heart.

"You aliens make excellent biological material. Killing you would be such a waste."

Ye Chen had no intention of killing Ling Xuan so easily. After all, the man was a Super Soldier—highly valuable.

Even if he was only a first-generation Super Soldier, that was already enough for the Yanhuang Empire to study. Anything too advanced, and given the Empire's current scientific level, they probably wouldn't even know where to start.

Ye Chen's words made Ling Xuan's pupils contract. He hadn't expected Ye Chen to have such intentions, and a chill ran through his body.

He immediately prepared to kill himself. Compared to being used as a lab rat, having blood drawn and sliced open every day until he wished for death, he would rather die right now.

"Ah!!"

Ye Chen had been guarding against that very move the moment he finished speaking.

After knocking Ling Xuan unconscious, he used a special method to sever the man's connection to the Dark Dimension and sealed the genes inside his body. Then he had someone send him to the Imperial Academy of Sciences.

The biologists at the Academy would surely be very pleased with Ling Xuan as a biological specimen.

Meanwhile.

On the outskirts of the capital.

Hundreds of meters beneath an ordinary village lay a vast underground space, filled with all kinds of futuristic instruments.

And busy researchers.

These were the core remnants of the Denuo Civilization. If anything happened to these people, Denuo might truly be finished.

In one office, Lian Feng, who had been studying something, suddenly heard a report from her subordinate.

"Report. Denuo Three just detected that Ling Xuan uploaded a portion of his Dark Data, then suddenly lost contact."

Hearing this, Lian Feng frowned. "Did that little Ling Xuan run into danger? Forced to upload his Dark Data... Where was his last known location?"

"According to Denuo Three's positioning, Ling Xuan's last contact point was in London, Europe."

"I understand. Keep tracking him and see if you can find any trace."

After ending the call, Lian Feng immediately dialed Dukao. The line connected quickly, and she said directly, "Commander, Denuo Three just detected that Ling Xuan uploaded part of his Dark Data, but the transmission was interrupted. Only a portion came through before we lost contact."

On the other end of the line, Dukao was silent for a moment before his low voice replied, "I know."

With that, Dukao hung up.

Lian Feng looked at the disconnected call and shook her head. She didn't need to guess—Ling Xuan had probably been sent on another mission by Dukao.

It wasn't really her concern anyway. She was just an ordinary scientist, responsible for technology. She didn't have to deal with the rest, and she couldn't even if she wanted to.

Still, thinking about what Dukao had been doing these past few years, she had a feeling that this war fanatic would eventually run the remaining strength of Denuo into the ground.

Elsewhere.

After hanging up, Dukao stared expressionlessly at the world map before him.

That map was covered in dense lines, with Europe being the most tangled and chaotic.

Years ago, when Dukao learned of the Yanhuang Empire's existence and suspected they had backing from another cosmic civilization, he decided to block them at all costs—never allowing them to unify the globe.

Thus came his funding of Europe. He wanted to make Europe the main battlefield, and he also planned to drag Russia's Romanov Dynasty into the mess.

At the same time, as a precaution, he secretly boosted the technological level of the Hua Kingdom. The Great Ming, already in its final decline, was beyond saving, and under Dukao's influence, its collapse accelerated by several years compared to the original timeline.

Ye Chen's presence was like a giant butterfly, setting off a chain reaction.

And with Dukao mistakenly believing that the Yanhuang Empire had help from another cosmic civilization, he abandoned his original plan and began covertly interfering.

As for the Angels' deterrence, he couldn't afford to care about that now. And he didn't think he was meddling in Blue Star's development—he was merely helping Blue Star resist an alien invasion.

Now, the entire Blue Star was in chaos. Europe, thanks to Dukao's meddling, was the worst of all.

The whole European continent had become a massive meat grinder, with people dying every moment.

Every so often, another nation would fall.

Russia. Romanov Dynasty.

Tsar Boris Godunov listened to the report from his adjutant, then looked down at the item in his hand. After a long silence, he raised his eyes to the Easterner before him and said, "This technical data is very valuable. Tell me—what exactly is your goal?"

Hearing this, Gan Hong below chuckled and said, "Your Majesty the Tsar, you are surely aware of the threat the Yanhuang Empire poses on the European battlefield. And now, this is no longer a matter of any single nation—it is a war for every country in the world. Because the Yanhuang Empire's ambitions are now clear for all to see..."

At Gan Hong's words, Boris Godunov understood—they wanted to use the Russian Dynasty as a pawn. However, Dukao's scheme was an open one, and he could not refuse it. For the threat of the Yanhuang Empire was right before his eyes, and he could not afford to give up the technical support Dukao offered him. Although over the past two years, he had obtained some advanced weapons from the Yanhuang Empire on the European battlefield through various channels, the time was ultimately too short—they had no way to replicate them. After all, technical talent does not simply appear out of thin air.