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Chapter 519: Joint Military Conference, The Divine General is Surprised Again

Dongling War Fortress.

Inside the secret chamber.

Cheng Han stood shoulder to shoulder with Jian Zhujian Wanli, waiting quietly for the start of the Joint Military Conference.

The so-called "Joint Military Conference" is a meeting attended by the leaders of multiple war zones.

The main agenda of the conference is usually to discuss cooperation and coordination between the war zones, as well as the exchange of information.

Naturally, the conference is presided over by the high-ranking Divine General.

Half a month ago.

Even though Cheng Han was already the Deputy Chief, he did not have the qualifications to participate in the Joint Military Conference.

But now.

He is the Inspector of the War Zone, with slightly more power than the Chief, and naturally has the qualifications to attend.

At this moment.

Jian Wanli glanced at Cheng Han and couldn't help but ask, "Inspector Cheng, it seems like your strength has improved a bit since we last met?"

Cheng Han nodded with a smile and spoke the truth, "A few days ago, I visited the underwater nest of the Hua Yunmu clan and was given a gift."

There was no need to hide such a thing, even if he didn't say it, others could still sense a clue.

Jian Wanli was a little surprised, "No wonder I felt a subtle change in your extraordinary aura when I saw the Inspector just now."

The Chief felt quite envious.

A branch of the Hua Yunmu tribe came to him on their own from the deep sea and even gave him a generous gift. This kind of luck was a bit heaven-defying.

Jian Wanli was quite tactful and did not ask what kind of gift Cheng Han had received.

Because everyone has their own little secrets, prying into them is not polite.

The Chief smacked his lips, "Inspector's talent is indeed rare. I estimate that you will be able to advance to the Profound Master level in two or three years, at most?"

Cheng Han replied vaguely, "More or less."

He knew that he would advance to the Profound Master level in these few days, but there was no need to show off about such things.

Being a person.

The most important thing is to be low-key.

Just then.

The entire secret chamber suddenly shook.

"Buzz!"

The two immediately stood up straight, ready to meet the Divine General.

The next second.

A large-scale formation in the center of the main hall emitted a dazzling crimson light.

After a moment.

Large flames suddenly burst out, instantly turning the entire main hall into a sea of fire.

Each strand of flame, even with the naked eye, could sense the terrifying killing power contained within.

But a large number of flame snakes licked their bodies, leaving no trace.

This was naturally due to divine power.

That is to say - it was a real illusion.

Although it possessed real attributes, it was still just an illusion.

After a while.

"Whoosh!"

A howl was heard.

The illusory sea of fire in the main hall suddenly started to dance.

A large group of flame snakes gathered together and quickly condensed into a sturdy red shadow.

The shadow flickered for a moment, and the red color quickly faded, turning into a lifelike human figure.

It was the Divine General, Zhurong.

The two immediately bowed, "Greetings, under your command!"

Zhurong nodded, as usual, ignoring Jian Wanli and directly locking his gaze onto Cheng Han.

The Chief had long been accustomed to this treatment and silently played the role of a transparent person.

The Divine General glanced at Cheng Han and exclaimed in surprise, "You have already reached the level of the 'Mirror of the Spirit Body'?!"

Cheng Han timely flattered, "Your discerning eyes are as bright as torches."

He couldn't help but secretly praise, "Truly worthy of being a Divine General. What the Chief couldn't see, the Divine General can easily see with just a glance."

Jian Wanli was greatly shocked, and then a sense of shame surged in his heart.

Just now, he was still saying that Cheng Han could advance to the Profound Master level in two or three years, but now it sounded like a big joke.

Zhurong chuckled, "It's much faster than I expected."

After saying that.

He waved his right hand.

"Whoosh!"

The sea of fire danced again, then lowered significantly.

In this advance and retreat.

Fifteen more figures suddenly appeared around them.

Compared to Zhurong.

These figures were more blurry, flickering from time to time. Anyone who wasn't blind could tell that they were all illusions.

These fifteen illusions were the Chiefs of the various war zones.

Including the Dongli War Zone, the Divine General oversees a total of sixteen war zones.

At this moment.

Many figures stole glances at Cheng Han, obviously curious about this new face.

Zhurong swept his gaze around and spoke for the first time, "Since everyone is here, let the meeting begin."

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

Zhurong didn't waste any more words and ordered, "Everyone briefly explain the situation in your war zone!"

His gaze drifted towards the figure on the far left and directly pointed out the person's name, "He Zhengtao, you go first."

He Zhengtao respectfully responded and quickly said, "Recently, the Tianlan war zone repelled a large-scale attack by the Black Scale tribe's army."

"But there are still small groups of the Black Scale tribe continuously harassing our war zone. However, the war zone has enough capability to deal with this kind of harassment tactics."

This was the report.

With just a few words, it was definitely considered concise and to the point.

Cheng Han's eyes flickered, instantly understanding that this was the working style of General Zhu Rong.

Most likely, this subordinate was extremely annoyed by meaningless chatter. The main generals of the various war zones were well aware of this, so they tried to keep their reports as concise as possible.

General Zhu Rong did not express any opinions, only turning his head to look at the second main general on the left.

The latter also took a step forward and fluently reported, "Reporting to the General, the Tian Shuang war zone..."

The reports from the main generals were more or less the same. Each war zone was troubled to some extent by the Sea Clan, and there was no place of peace.

It is worth mentioning that at the end of each report, there was a sentence added - the war zone has the capability to deal with certain matters.

Without exception.

At first glance, it could be understood as - the war zone does not need external support.

Upon deeper thought.

Isn't this the various war zones competing with each other? If anyone were to request support, wouldn't it be embarrassing for the Joint Conference?

Looking at it from a different perspective.

This should be intentionally done by General Zhu Rong, creating a competitive atmosphere through this method, forcing his subordinates to strive in battle.

Cheng Han stole a glance at the General and muttered in his heart, "Truly a cunning old fox."

When it was the turn of the Dongli war zone.

There was a change in the content of the report for the first time.

Jian Wanli's voice was particularly loud, "Reporting to the General, the Dongli war zone has completely cleared all enemies within a radius of six hundred kilometers."

"The war zone has not had any battles for three days, and the war zone has the ability to withdraw some troops to support nearby war zones."

The gazes of the main generals immediately converged on Jian Wanli.

Jian Wanli's chest subtly puffed up, and his old face showed a visible sense of pride.

General Zhu Rong gave his first evaluation, "Not bad!"

This moment.

It was definitely the highlight of Jian Wanli's career as a main general.

However.

The highlight only lasted for half a second.

General Zhu Rong's gaze left Jian Wanli and turned to the figure beside him, his tone carrying a hint of a smile for the first time, "Cheng Han, what about you?"

The group of main generals noticed this small detail, and everyone's expressions were strange.

Even a fool could see that General Zhu Rong valued this person named "Cheng Han" the most. Even with the outstanding achievements of Jian Wanli, he was far inferior to the former.

General Zhu Rong had an expectant expression, "According to the rules, each participant must report their recent situation. I really hope to hear something different from you."

As soon as these words were spoken.

The expressions of the crowd became even more subtle.

Just now, Jian Wanli, who had finally become the center of attention, once again became "invisible" and no one paid him any attention.

In front of everyone's eyes, Cheng Han stepped forward and began to speak confidently: "Reporting to the leader, recently I happened to subdue a sea tribe called 'Flower Mica'."

"With their help, the East Li war zone successfully developed a new type of deep-sea diving vehicle and successfully crossed the stormy and turbulent sea area."

The so-called "new type of deep-sea diving vehicle" is naturally a new type of transportation tool made from the "mica glue" secreted by the Flower Mica.

Since the God General wanted to hear "something different," let's satisfy Him!

After all, what he lacked the least in his hands was "something different."

The God General made a sound of surprise and for the first time showed an interested expression: "The turbulent sea does indeed have a small amount of danger."

"Even if it's a profound master, if they have bad luck and encounter a very powerful super vortex, they may not be able to pass through safely."

The God General then asked the key question: "What kind of deep-sea diving vehicle did you create? How many people crossed the turbulent sea this time?"

If only a few people crossed, then the significance of the deep-sea diving vehicle would not be great, at most it could serve as a reconnaissance tool.

Cheng Han smiled and teased: "Leader, a few words won't explain this question."

He lightly waved his right hand: "Please take a look."

With this gesture, a large blue light spread out and transformed into an extremely realistic illusion in mid-air.

The God General took a glance and revealed a look of astonishment: "So big?!"

In the illusion, a drop-shaped giant submarine appeared. Just roughly judging, the length of this thing was no less than 800 meters.

And around the submarine, thousands of strange creatures were lining up in long queues and quickly pouring into the interior of the submarine.

Not only the God General, but even the other generals couldn't take their eyes off it.

The new trick Cheng Han came up with exceeded everyone's imagination.

The God General was even more surprised: "The deep-sea diving vehicle can hold so many, uh..."

It suddenly got stuck because the God General didn't recognize Flower Mica.

Jian Wanli finally seized an opportunity to interject and help supplement: "Reporting to the leader, this is a tribe of Flower Mica that the deep-sea diving vehicle found in the deep sea."

The expression of the God General became serious: "Cheng Han, tell me in detail!"

It instantly realized that this thing had tremendous potential.

Just imagine, a submarine that can carry thousands of people and withstand violent turbulence, how much impact can it have in war?

The most crucial point is that in the past, the military of the Wan Hao tribe could hardly engage in underwater combat, at most they could only operate within ten kilometers of the sea surface.

But this new type of submarine truly filled a gap, allowing the footsteps of the Wan Hao people to penetrate into the deep sea hundreds of kilometers below.

Originally, the God General called for Cheng Han to report, just hoping to hear a small surprise that was different from the others.

But He never expected that this kid would quietly come up with such a big surprise.

(End of this chapter)