The stark-naked, handsome, young man looked intently at a winged reptile creeping in front of him, His lips, closed tight since setting foot in this new realm, began to move as words echoed in the shadowy realm of awareness.

"It has been determined that the leaders of the plan and all related individuals are dead, communication with Earth has been completely severed. Transitioning to autonomous operation mode. Updating log-in name to the fully planned 'Li Lin'. Given the current situation, autonomous task B4 is selected."

The boy, now known as Li Lin, paused briefly, his voice taking on a chilling edge as if from the depths of hell. "Infiltrate and invade the low-level civilization, colonize it, Earthify it."

The ultimate weapon in the form of a young man, in this magical alien world, sensed a familiar scent - war.

And so, he continued his mission.

Unlike Pasiphael, who spent every day pondering how to retire early while wanting to receive full retirement pay and pension benefits, Rear Admiral Alexander Vasilyevich Gorchakov was a pure military man, with a resolute character and firm will, active and full of adventurous spirit. Future historians could not help but sigh with irony and dark humor when comparing these two figures — why would a 'real military man,' who could serve as a textbook example, still suffer losses at the hands of a salary thief despite having a significant advantage and sparing no effort? Is this the ruthlessness of fate? Or is the Duchy so hopelessly flawed that even the efforts of a few individuals cannot alleviate the malfunctions of this decrepit machine, let alone eradicate the ills accumulated over centuries?


Chapter 2139 - 14. Yamrizha (8)