Published: March 2, 2025
“Rebellion army headquarters, huh.” Wen Yu murmured softly. The efficiency of the Huaxia intelligence agency indeed exceeded Wen Yu's expectations. In Wen Yu's mind, the headquarters of the rebellion army should be a very concealed place, almost impossible to detect. From the map, the location of the rebellion army headquarters is situated between two large mountains, making it truly hidden.
However, the concealed location did not serve its intended purpose.
Perhaps sensing Wen Yu's doubts, Lin Na explained, “The location of the rebellion army headquarters was discovered by Lord Fran.”
Wen Yu realized, the time manipulation abilities of Old Man Fran had indeed left a deep impression on him.
“Besides us from Huaxia, no other country’s organization has discovered the rebellion army's headquarters, and we did not inform the Indian government.”
Wen Yu was no longer the naive youth who knew nothing. The actions of Huaxia were undoubtedly a means of balancing power—Huaxia’s upper echelons believed that an intact India was inferior to one riddled with flaws.
This was also the fundamental reason Wen Yu was unwilling to concern himself with these people—politicians think differently from normal people. Strictly speaking, some disgusting politicians truly lacked a broader perspective.
However, this premise was favorable for Wen Yu at present—this meant no one would interfere.
Fewer people meant simpler matters with fewer variables.
Thus, Wen Yu noted the location on the map and walked directly towards the entrance.
“Notify the military personnel to establish a gathering point. I will meet them at the designated location in no more than 12 hours.”
“Bring Lahar with me.”
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“This is the list of casualties during this period and the movements of the demonic creature army within India. Please review it, Lord Dijang.”
The assistant, who looked charming but possessed considerable strength, laid a stack of documents on Dijang’s desk.
Flipping through the documents casually, Dijang let out a deep sigh—after the failed rebellion, the days of the rebellion army were indeed difficult. They faced daily assaults from the Indian government army, compounded by the increasingly rampant demonic disasters within India.
As the leader of the rebellion army, the difficulties faced by Dijang were understandable.
Fortunately, the rebellion, which came at a great cost, was not entirely without gain!
Thinking of this, Dijang raised his head and asked, “Has Lahar eaten breakfast?”
“He has. Lahar has a good appetite, and he went to bed early last night. He seems to be in a great mood.”
When talking about Lahar, the assistant's eyes sparkled, clearly familiar with and fond of the adorable child.
“That's good, that's good.”
Dijang nodded repeatedly, seeming to find even the bad news in the documents less bothersome.
Waving away the assistant, Dijang redirected his attention back to the documents on the desk.
“Outpost no. 32 was eliminated by the Indian government army yesterday, with three casualties and twelve captured.”
Bad news.
“Mumbai’s third assembly point was breached last night by the demonic creature army, resulting in heavy losses for the government army, while an undercover member within the Mumbai government army has gone missing and is preliminarily estimated to be deceased.”
Worse news.
“Yesterday afternoon, a massive energy response appeared at the Indian border, which investigations show should be from a certain sequence-level expert newly entered into India. Based on the energy response rating, the strength level of this expert cannot be estimated.”
“Oh?”
Dijang raised an eyebrow, pulling out this document, directing his gaze to the words “the strength level of this expert cannot be estimated.”
Dijang was not unfamiliar with sequence-level experts, as he himself was one. But because he belonged to a sequence, Dijang understood that even within the sequence, individual strength could vary significantly—or rather, the gap between sequences was far greater than that between sequence and non-sequence individuals.