The Ice Beauty Gu Hongchen Kills Ten Million with a Single Word

After turning off the communicator, Ye Chen looked at A Zhui beside him and laughed: "Dukao's stinginess is truly outrageous. Sometimes I really want to kill that old bastard—he has no clue about the situation at all."

Hearing this, Angel Yan couldn't help but smile: "If Dukao could read the situation, he wouldn't have caused the war of the Denuo Civilization ten thousand years ago."

According to the records of the Angel Civilization, back then Dukao was the supreme military commander of Nuo Star, and he personally launched the war against De Star. As the conflict escalated, it spiraled completely out of control.

And that's how Dukao earned the title 'War Maniac.' It could be said that the fall of the Denuo Civilization was mostly his doing. Because of this, Dukao's reputation across the universe is absolutely terrible.

Ye Chen nodded. If Dukao were simply a soldier, he would undoubtedly be qualified. But in other aspects, he was truly hard to describe.

Especially the fact that Dukao, as the supreme commander of the Denuo Civilization, had absolutely no understanding of what a god actually was—that was utterly ridiculous. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been killed by a God-Slaying Bullet in the future.

[This is the author's interpretation of that plot point in the anime: Dukao completely failed to grasp the concept of a god, which is why he was so easily taken out by a God-Slaying Bullet. If anyone has a different take, feel free to comment.]

After returning to the Yanhuang Empire, Ye Chen sent all the technical data he had obtained to the Imperial Academy of Sciences.

Among the data acquired this time, the three most important were controllable nuclear fusion technology, Dark Dimension communication technology, and a type of spacecraft manufacturing technology.

Aside from these three core pieces of data, the rest were miscellaneous Homeworld Civilization-level materials. And all of these technical documents shared one common trait: none of them involved weaponry.

That old bastard Dukao didn't dare give him any weapons technology, afraid that Ye Chen would cause trouble and use whatever was developed against them.

Although he didn't get any weapons-related data, Ye Chen was still very satisfied with how things turned out.

After all, he had never intended to let them leave Blue Star in the first place. Using a condition that didn't exist to freeload so much technical data—what more could he ask for?

He believed that once the Yanhuang Empire fully digested this information, they would be able to step into the ranks of a Level 1 Interstellar Civilization.

Time passed, and half a year flew by in an instant.

The entire European Continent was completely occupied by the Yanhuang Empire.

From that year onward, the European Continent was incorporated into the territory of the Yanhuang Empire.

That same year, major nations such as the Russian Dynasty, the Kazakh Khanate, the Mughal Empire, the Safavid Dynasty, the Zunghar Khanate, and the Qosot Khanate all sent envoys to the Yanhuang Empire's European headquarters, seeking 'peace talks.'

Of course, 'peace talks' was just a nice way of putting it. In essence, it was submission—they wanted to become vassals of the Yanhuang Empire.

Xuanhuang City, Yanhuang Empire.

Ye Chen hung up the phone and couldn't help but smile: "Looks like the next phase of expansion won't require any more war."

Then he looked at Yuan Lan and said: "Draft an edict. Order Gu Hongchen to proceed immediately to the European station to oversee the peace talks..."

"As you command!!"

The next day, in the afternoon.

Yanhuang Empire European Headquarters.

Gu Hongchen stepped off the plane in the standard official uniform of the Yanhuang Empire, followed by a group of people.

"Wu Dongming greets Lady Gu!!" The supreme commander of the European headquarters, Wu Dongming, immediately saluted upon seeing Gu Hongchen.

"General Wu, there's no need for such formality..."

Looking at Wu Dongming before her, Gu Hongchen's delicate features remained expressionless as she spoke.

Her voice sounded gentle and warm, yet her cold, frosty face gave off an air of distance and chill, as if pushing people away.

This contradictory aura came from the fact that she had been expressionless since childhood. Those unfamiliar with her would only assume she was a very difficult person to get along with.

And Wu Dongming, seeing this for the first time, instinctively thought she was indeed hard to approach.

Afterward, Wu Dongming led the group to rest.

The next day, in a massive hall, figures moved about busily—these were the envoys from various nations.

The leaders of these envoys were all crown princes or heirs apparent of their respective countries. Clearly, every nation took these 'peace talks' very seriously. They had no choice—if they didn't, they would be annihilated.

Gu Hongchen strode toward the elevated platform and finally sat at the very center, looking down expressionlessly at the noisy crowd below.

At that moment, the people below also noticed this woman, Gu Hongchen. She was far too conspicuous—the only woman in the entire vast hall.

And she was sitting in the main seat at the top.

Seeing this, many in the crowd felt a surge of anger, but they dared not show it, cowed by the might of the Yanhuang Empire.

In most of their countries, women were merely appendages. Now, seeing that the Yanhuang Empire had sent only a woman, they felt insulted—as if the empire had never taken them seriously at all.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the hall grew increasingly tense. Under Gu Hongchen's icy gaze, everyone felt a suffocating pressure.

"Persian Empire, Qosot Khanate, Bukhara. The empires I have just named—your envoys may leave now."

Opening the proceedings, Gu Hongchen immediately called out several empire names, her voice flat, as if stating something trivial.

But to the ears of the envoys from those named empires, it struck like thunder.

It shook them to the core, leaving them weak and cold with dread.

Because with Gu Hongchen's words, it was as if a death sentence had been passed on their empires.

As her voice fell, soldiers outside immediately entered, grabbed the envoys of the empires she had named, and dragged them out roughly, ignoring their protests.

Even after the hall's doors closed, the miserable wails from outside could still be heard.

These wails of grief struck like arrows into the hearts of the assembled envoys, one after another.

Truly, to be met with such a massive show of force right from the start—who could bear it?

And this show of force was unspeakably bloody, bought with the lives of countless people from those few empires that had been expelled.

There was no need to guess; those expelled empires were doomed.

Now, as they looked at Gu Hongchen on the platform, their eyes held only fear and awe. Her delicate, gentle features were seen by them as the disguise of a demon.

After all, who could have imagined that such a beautiful, fragile woman had just decreed the deaths of millions, even tens of millions, with a single word?

On the platform.

Gu Hongchen's face was expressionless, her eyes utterly still, as if the words she had just spoken were not hers at all.

She felt nothing about decreeing the annihilation of those empires and the deaths of tens of millions of people—not a shred of pity.

Because she was, in essence, a fanatical devotee of Ye Chen. In her world, there was only the Emperor Ye Chen and the Yanhuang Empire. No matter how many people from other empires died, she would not feel a trace of compassion.