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Chapter 532: [531] Everything is fate, not a bit controlled by you

Northern An War Zone.

Central Courtyard.

After receiving the attack order from the Commander's Hall.

The chief general of this war zone, Qiu Qiguang, quickly convened an emergency central courtyard meeting to discuss detailed battle plans.

"Everyone, the war has begun!"

With this short sentence, Chief General Qiu declared the start of the meeting.

Upon hearing the word "war," all the attendees unconsciously straightened their bodies and their expressions became serious.

Chief General Qiu looked around and said, "According to the intelligence from the Commander's Hall, there is a large gathering of the Baiyao Clan in the sea area 1,200 kilometers northeast of this war zone.

"Commander Cheng has already issued the order that this war zone must launch an attack before noon tomorrow. Does anyone have any good suggestions?"

When this chief general spoke, his old face did not reveal any expression, making it difficult to guess his true thoughts.

However.

Anyone familiar with Chief General Qiu could sense his inclination.

If the chief general had the intention to fight this battle, he would most likely say "how to fight" or "achieve greater results if possible."

But instead, he said "any good suggestions," which is a very subtle statement.

Smart people can hear the underlying meaning - the chief general does not want to fight, but the Commander's Hall requires it, so is there any way to deal with it?

After two seconds.

A commander broke the silence and said, "Reporting to the chief general, the target is too far away from this war zone, and we are not clear about the specific situation there.

"I personally think that before we understand the detailed status of the Baiyao Clan, it is best for this war zone to only conduct exploratory attacks."

In plain language, this statement means - just symbolically attack to give Commander Cheng an explanation.

In the current Dongli War Zone, the sea area within a radius of 3,000 kilometers is included in the daily reconnaissance range, with war hawks patrolling regularly every few hours.

In comparison.

The situation in the Northern An War Zone is completely different. The sea area over 500 kilometers away is almost completely unknown.

Chief General Qiu nodded slightly, "Indeed, it is very necessary!"

If the chief general's previous words were just subtly indicating his attitude, then the word "very" at this moment undoubtedly exposed his thoughts.

He really doesn't want to fight.

Regarding this, no one finds it strange.

Originally, the chief general commanded the Northern An War Zone, with all kinds of power in his hands. As long as he guarded the various islands, he could play as he pleased.

But with the order from the Heavenly Flame Fortress, the Commander's Hall appeared above the war zone, and the esteemed chief general had to obey the arrangement of a mysterious master. How could he be willing?

Chief General Qiu decisively moved on to the next topic, "Everyone, let's discuss the specific plan for the exploratory attack now!"

This is a very interesting statement.

In plain terms - the specific plan for the exploratory attack can be discussed, but all other nonsense should be kept quiet by the chief general!

To be honest.

With just two simple sentences, he firmly controlled the rhythm of the central courtyard meeting, which is enough to show that Chief General Qiu indeed has some skills.

The term "old fox" is quite appropriate to describe him.

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Spirit Flame Lotus Island.

Flying Shark War Fortress.

"Is it raining?"

Cheng Han glanced at the window and muttered softly.

Looking out.

Countless dense rain threads were pouring down from the high sky, as if a frosted filter was covering the sea and sky.

This is a common weather phenomenon in the autumn of the Ethereal Realm.

According to experience.

The closer it is to winter, the more frequent the drizzle becomes. When the season officially transitions to winter, the rainfall suddenly decreases by half.

Cheng Han looked at the clouds in the sky, his eyes flickering with a strange light.

After a while.

He withdrew his gaze and whispered, "The power of the Rainwater Law seems to be getting stronger. There is a high probability of heavy rain in seven days."

In another dimension, rain is purely a natural phenomenon.

Simply put, water evaporates into water vapor under the sun, and the water vapor condenses into small droplets when it encounters cold air in the high altitude.

Whether it rains or how heavy the rain is in this dimension is completely controlled by the power of the laws.

With Cheng Han's current strength, although he doesn't have the ability to touch the relevant laws, it is not difficult to glimpse the trend of the laws' changes.

Most high-ranking Xuan Duos can also do this.

After pondering for a moment, Cheng Han murmured, "Heavy rain is quite rare in autumn. Why do I feel that this heavy rain is not a coincidence?"

If it's not a coincidence, it means that there is a strong external force interfering.

However, this matter involves the laws and lacks sufficient relevance, so the deduction results are obscure.

But.

This is not beyond the estimation of the war simulation.

Cheng Han shook his head slightly and waved his right hand.

"Ka!"

With a light sound, a hidden door opened.

Cheng Han stepped into it and walked through the corridor for ten meters, entering a garden platform.

The platform has an area of over two thousand square meters, and it is adorned with hundreds of rare green plants, making the garden look magnificent.

This is his exclusive garden.

It can also be considered as a special treatment from Du.

Although the garden seems to have no cover and is directly exposed, the raindrops falling from the sky did not land inside the garden.

All the rainwater was diverted several hundred meters away and quickly slid down to the area outside the garden.

This is the power of the mysterious formation.

Cheng Han strolled in the garden for a while, feeling something in his heart, and a halo naturally flashed before his eyes.

The central courtyard meeting held in the Beian Theater Command, which is six thousand kilometers away, was faithfully presented in the halo.

Not long ago, Qiu Qiguang came to pay a visit, and the All-Knowing Eye captured a trace of connection, allowing him to have a comprehensive understanding of the other party's situation at all times.

The meeting in the distance lasted for ten minutes.

A group of people discussed a set of plans to deal with the war.

Qiu Qiguang, sitting in the main seat, issued a series of orders:

"The First Falcon Legion, the Second Falcon Legion, launch a large-scale bombing in the target sea area in a rotational combat manner!"

"Yes!"

"The four Sea Falcon Legions immediately gather and deploy defensive lines within the control area of this theater, guarding against infiltration by the Sea Clan."

"Understood!"

"I command..."

Cheng Han's gaze flickered.

The Beian Theater Command governs five Lotus Islands and has a total of six Falcon Legions, but only two legions were deployed.

And it was still in a rotational manner!

Although the Sea Falcon Legions were moving, they were only active within the control area of the theater. What's the difference between this and not deploying them?

The remaining legions were only "maintaining the highest level of alertness and ready to strike at any time," which was essentially just watching the show in place.

The Beian Theater Command seemed to be doing a lot.

In reality, it was just "thundering loudly while the raindrops were pitifully small."

And you couldn't say that the other side did nothing, after all, the entire theater was mobilized, creating a grand spectacle.

In short, it was clear that they were just making do.

Cheng Han didn't feel angry, instead, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "It's okay, as long as several theaters are mobilized."

He never expected Qiu Qiguang, that old dog, to execute the orders seriously.

So the mess created by the Beian Theater Command was already within his expectations.

In the halo image.

Qiu, the apparent commander, seemed serious, shouting, "Please fight bravely, everyone!"

But the indifference in his eyes fully exposed his true face.

"Yes, sir!"

The subordinates responded vigorously, but it seemed more like a performance.

"Hmph," Cheng Han snorted. "It's okay for you to play these tricks. As long as the Beian Theater Command is mobilized."

He had another thought.

The halo dispersed into large clusters of light spots and disappeared.

Cheng Han gazed at the vast ocean and smiled lightly. "In the eyes of the Sea Clan, the Ghost Wind is about to strike, but the Beian Theater Command suddenly pulled off such a show. Will they think it's just a play?"

Of course not!

His gaze looked farther. "In that case, will the White Squid Clan take powerful measures to counter the Beian Theater Command?"

Of course they will!

Because the White Squid Clan is backed into a corner and has no choice but to act!

In other words, as long as the Beian Theater Command is mobilized, it means falling into Cheng Han's calculations, and Qiu Qiguang will be pushed forward step by step by the situation.

Cheng Han grinned triumphantly, borrowing a saying from his previous life, "Everything is fate, and nothing is up to you!"

You have to go up!

Even if you don't want to go up!

Want to slack off?

There's no way!

"Phew!"

The sea breeze suddenly picked up.

A light and agile footstep came from the direction of the corridor.

Cheng Han's ears twitched, and an illusion appeared before his eyes:

Shuilianhua changed into a beautiful and exquisite long dress, revealing her delicate and snow-white shoulders, gracefully walking through the colorful garden.

This scene had a sense of "peach blossoms reflecting on a person's face."

Between her steps, the slightly fitted long dress showcased her perfect figure, which was both alluring and captivating.

There was only one thing that didn't quite match.

She was holding a large table in her right hand, with a chair placed on top, and a large food box in her left hand.

"Yiya!"

Shuilianhua exclaimed, as if reminding herself that she had arrived.

She immediately switched to the Wan Hao language and asked with a smile, "Noble Elder, would you like to have a little snack?"

(End of this chapter)