"Hmm? It was already done."
His senses were stirred, and Diga knew that the condition he had set had been fulfilled.
"Master, what's done?"
Gao Yushan blinked curiously.
This little girl had not returned to Mirage Tower to cultivate nearly as often as before. Once cultivation got on the right track, progress depended more on practical application—like Xia He's composite platform.
However, this matter was simply too significant. As the only person still fairly closely connected to Na Du Tong and able to speak directly with Huiming the Immortal, Gao Yushan had naturally been entrusted with great expectations.
They did not expect her to influence Huiming the Immortal's decision. It would be enough if Na Du Tong could receive word after Huiming the Immortal made his decision, rather than only learning of it after everything happened.
"America's naval fleet has already been dealt with."
With alien technology added to the mix, the highest technological standards on both sides had changed from Adam's previous life. But America's technological development in recent years had clearly lost its former momentum and had even begun to decline.
No one knew whether others had bought into the mud America had been slinging at China over the years, but its own soldiers apparently had. Though they had brought an aircraft carrier, they had approached it as though they were fighting a third-world armed organization, and the result was a crushing defeat.
Judging by the original objective, the intensity of this war did not seem to have produced very good results... but never mind. As long as America could be stomped on once, that was enough. There would be no America afterward anyway.
The evacuation of Chinese nationals had stalled and could not proceed. With no interest in waiting for the two sides to fight another battle,