"Hey, didn’t Little Daoist say earlier that this deity was never worshipped before? Han Xiuxian is like an unregistered citizen—a re mortal and an unregistered one at that—forcing him to bow and return a favor, tsk tsk tsk."
"Makes sense! If it were , I’d grant your wish right away, but when my turn cos to demand paynt, just wait for your demise!"
"Grab your popcorn and watch the drama unfold."
The Han Group mbers looked at these comnts and turned pale.
"You damned Dragon Country people, don’t spread rumors and certainly don’t curse us!"
"Damn it! We’re in a scientific world now; there’s no taphysics, it’s all fake!"
"Exactly, this is definitely a scripted act with that traitor Han Xiuxian and your collaboration, don’t make us lose our composure!"
...
Looking at the live stream, Ning An smiled inwardly.
Let it go!
Share fortune together, endure hardship together, none of you can escape.
"Incense has been offered, you may leave."
Feeling the long-lost health returning to his body, Han Xiuxian was excited when Ning An said this.
Then Ning An strode out of the Prayer Hall, set up the live streaming equipnt, and encouraged everyone to look up at the sky together.
The viewers were baffled by this move.
"Is it broad daylight, and is Daoist Master practicing Celestial Communication Eye to observe stars during the day?"
"I don’t know, even Sun Liancheng, who loves the stars, dares only to look at stars at night."
"Could Brother Sect Leader be atoning to the heavens? After all, he just let soone from Korea offer incense, maybe he feels so guilt."
Seeing the bustling live stream, Ning An’s lips curled into an ambiguous smile.
"No worries, you’ll see soon enough."
Han Xiuxian also ca out at this mont.
Clearly, the system is impressive.
Just monts ago, he seed on the brink of life and death, needing support to walk; now he was spirited, even having a sort of reverse aging appearance.
Seeing Ning An looking up at the sky, Han Xiuxian didn’t quite understand but still bead: "Thank you Daoist Ning for saving my life, when it’s ti to return the favor, I surely won’t let you down."
Hearing this, Ning An didn’t even turn his head, just replied indifferently:
"If you’re grateful, then look up at the sky with us, it won’t take you much ti."
Look at the sky?
Han Xiuxian didn’t understand, but now that his body was healed, he was in high spirits.
Forget looking at the sky, even if wasting several days, he had no complaints.
Imdiately, a bizarre scene ford.
Everyone was looking up at the sky, along with a live streaming setup.
But no one understood why they were looking at the sky.
Soon, ten minutes passed.
As boredom set in, soone was about to post a comnt when their pupils suddenly widened as if seeing sothing unbelievable.
"Wait..."
"What on earth is that!"
Hmm?
Instantly, all eyes refocused on the live stream.
In the next mont, everyone’s pupils also widened, their mouths agape.
In their view, two crimson red streaks appeared.
Just like the color of the sky that day with Aluf!
The only difference was that Aluf’s streaks were smaller, while these were especially large!
"Oh my God, what is this, a teorite?"
"Oh Lord, such a big teorite—is it ant to turn soone into a eunuch?"
"Forget becoming a eunuch; even a slight touch would pulverize you."
The system’s teorite delivery has arrived!
Instantly, observatories in all countries began rapid calculations.
Before the teorite arrived, their satellites seed to malfunction, failing to capture the trajectory of these two teorites from start to finish.
"Warning! Warning! Altitude too low, unable to intercept, unable to intercept!"
"It will land in ten minutes, ten minutes left!"
"Calculations complete, area of expected teorite landing marked, marked!"
Soon, due to the urgency, there was no ti to evacuate the masses.
Results were directly published; those within the teorite’s range could only fend for themselves.
Seeing the published results, everyone was dumbfounded.
"Korea’s Frog Platform... Japan’s Jing Country toilet..."
"This..."
"Quickly look, the official impact force result of the teorite ca out, 50 gatonnes!"
"Whoa! That’s enough to turn a small city into nothing!"
Faced with the data laid bare, everyone gasped collectively.
But the Dragon Country netizens couldn’t hold back their excitent.
Frog Platform, Jing Country toilet.
For Dragon Country people, these were the most hated places!
The Jing Country toilet is self-explanatory; it houses war criminals who committed atrocities on Dragon Country soil.
Clearly unforgivable monsters in human history, yet Japan worships them.
Every thought of this brings anguish to Dragon Country people.
Though Frog Platform isn’t as hateful, Korea has always been like a hyena, watching Dragon Country bleed for decades.
Dragon Country people have long gritted their teeth in anger.
Ninety percent of asures against Dragon Country originate from the Frog Platform.
With two teorites about to land on these troubled spots now, it’s no wonder Dragon Country netizens celebrate wildly.
"Great, great, great! Jing Country toilet, now you have your day!!!"
"Let’s play a happy song today, where are the mods? One happy song per person as I declare, happy song for everyone!"
"One great joy in this life, let’s savor three big drinks together!"
In Korea and Japan,
especially for those in Edo and Han City, hearing that teorites are about to hit here,
everyone’s expressions are blank and rigid.
Especially in Japan, a familiar aura seed to loom over them again.
Just as most of the public struggled to react, all major roads were occupied by armored vehicles.
Marching grandly with top speed, heading out of the city directly.
Even citizens prepared to flee in advance dared not move.
These armored vehicles didn’t care who you were, blocking their exit path ant getting crushed.
No telling how many drivers in civilian cars attempting to escape were run over by armored vehicles.
In an instant, these two cities were transford into hellish paradises.
Soon, the speed of the teorites increased; originally bright red, now turning purplish-red.
Fiercely rubbing against the air, sparks flew, emitting ear-piercing explosion sounds.
"Damn it! Why, why are there teorites, what are our observatories doing!"
"Forget about observatories or anything, hurry and escape..."
"Escape? Where to? Every path spells death..."
More and more people in the two cities gave up running.
They looked up at the nearing teorites, eyes filled with numbness.
Such massive teorites, way more powerful than the bomb of Little Boy years ago.
Even hiding under city shelters wouldn’t save from death.
As for missile interception,
at such a close range, unless the leaders lost their minds.
Are they worried that not enough people will die?
Yet,
just when both cities felt hopeless, the teorites miraculously began to dissolve at speeds beyond human comprehension.
When finally approaching the ground closely, little remained of the teorites.
Soon, trailing long tails, the teorites rushed towards the Jing Country toilet and Frog Platform one after another.
Those in these places seeing this scene suddenly seethed with rage.
"Quick, run out, as long as we get outside, we are safe."
"Who? Who the hell is holding back, won’t let live; then none should live!"
"Amaterasu, if you are watching, then open your eyes, your believers are devoutly praying..."
Compared to the less crowded Frog Platform, Jing Country toilet’s visitors were countless every day.
In tis of danger, people easily trapped, completely blocked.
As for employees who treat Jing Country toilet as their ho base, they fled faster than anyone.
Words used to deceive the public, not them, they haven’t been brainwashed.
In desperate jams, almost no one could escape.
Suddenly.
They felt a bit hot, looked up, and the teorites were visibly tangible.
"Save ..."
Seeing this scene, everyone could only feel imnse regret aside from despair.
Why did they co to worship Jing Country toilet?
But soon, they couldn’t think clearly.
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