Chapter 84: The Psychic Weapon
The top of a tall building.

Yang Fan saw clearly the entire process of the armored vehicle convoy being destroyed.

He made a joke: "The Gameni people have done so much bad things in Yingsan. This is the revenge of the Yingsan rats!"

He chuckled again: "It's none of my business anyway!"

He didn't move a finger, that was absolutely true.

As long as there is no evidence, it has nothing to do with him.

This is an obvious truth.

Yang Fan suddenly came to his senses: "Perhaps the Kameni people who were bombed will not think this is just a joke.

“Last time in Ono Yoshiko’s dream, I remember that there were indeed many people in the Sakura Sang Kingdom who were hostile to Gameni.

"The Jameni Federation has controlled Yingsan for so many years, it's impossible that they don't know this, they will most likely investigate this aspect.

"Kato Taiji, who was killed by a rocket, happened to be a loyal dog of the Gameni people. It just so happened that this guy died. How could the Gameni people not have any thoughts?"

Whatever Colonel Robert wanted, he naturally wanted too.

Yang Fan's expression was a little subtle: "This group of rats ran around the street, and they might really stir up a conflict between the Gameni and Yingsan people."

He chuckled and said, "This is a very good idea. It seems that I can do more things in this area in the future."

what?
Should people be upright?

The Jamani people have been engaged in many schemes and intrigues, and you won't persuade them to act uprightly.

On the contrary, here you pretend to be a moral gentleman and advise me to be upright.

It's just hilarious!
He never felt that anyone was qualified to teach him how to do things.

Yang Fan's heart moved, and a black piece of wood sculpture appeared in his hand.

It was a supernatural item "borrowed" from the psychic captain of Sakura Sangren.

He could sense that the wood carving exuded an extremely strong sense of malice.

This is an extreme hunger that "wants to devour everything".

It's incredible.

But that's what it is.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "It is indeed a strange weapon."

The last time he heard about the strange weapon from Chief Zhang, he always wanted to get one. Unexpectedly, he got it so easily in Yingsang Country.

At this time.

A hint of black mist appeared on the surface of the wood carving.

The malicious feeling became stronger.

Yang Fan frowned, activated the power of the Thunder Branch without hesitation, and shouted, "Be honest."

"Snapped!"

There was a flash of lightning.

There was a burn mark on the surface of the wood carving.

The malice disappeared completely in an instant, and the black fog also disappeared completely.

Yang Fan curled his lips: "You really deserve a beating!"

*
Late at night.

Silver Moon Mountain, the headquarters of Emperor Sky's Sword.

In a conference room.

A dozen people in black uniforms sat on both sides of a long conference table, all with unhappy expressions.

"Gentlemen!"

The old man in the lead spoke a word.

He looked around and said in a low voice: "We lost eleven psychics and a trick weapon.

"This is the most tragic defeat that the Emperor's Blade has experienced since its establishment."

The old man did not mention a word about the losses of the Gamenians, and his bias was faintly visible.

A middle-aged man said angrily: "How could a tiger and two monkeys do such a thing? It must be some country behind this."

Another black uniform asked, "Shimosatsu-kun, which country do you think it is?"

The middle-aged man called "Xia Songjun" simply replied with two words: "Da Xia!"

This answer immediately attracted a lot of opposition.

"impossible!"

"Now there are outbreaks of poisonous mosquitoes in many places in Daxia. The people of Daxia are doing their best to deal with the poisonous mosquitoes and are unlikely to interfere in our country's affairs."

"I also think it's unlikely to be Daxia."

Xia Song tried to defend himself: "They have a grudge against our country in history and have always wanted to teach us a lesson..."

The words are not finished yet.

was interrupted.

The old man said, "The people of Daxia are very rational. They are currently concentrating all their efforts on solving domestic problems and will not easily interfere in foreign affairs."

Xiasong didn't dare to argue anymore and just shut his mouth obediently.

Another bald man in black uniform said, "Could it be those people?"

Although this sentence did not explicitly state who "that group of people" were, everyone present understood what he meant.

Some people disagreed: "A lot of their soldiers were killed in the bombing, not to mention that Kato Taiji also died."

The bald man in black uniform immediately replied: "Those people are ruthless and there is nothing they can't do.

“They have always been trying to control the Heavenly Sword, and this time it’s most likely a test.

“Besides, all those who died today were ordinary Gameni soldiers, there were no important figures at all.

"As for Kato Taiji, they have more than one dog. The dogs of the Yai family and the Tatsuya family are all their loyal dogs." "Maybe it was these dogs that were biting each other, and Kato Taiji was pushed out as a sacrifice."

Someone else stood up to object: "They are so powerful, even if they take ruthless action, do we have the ability to resist?

"There was no need to sacrifice so many people. I think this explanation is far-fetched."

The bald man in black uniform had already thought of the answer: "They can use this as an excuse to increase their control over Ying-san!"

He then added: "Don't forget, they are a top power with a population of 800 million, and they just recruited 15 million troops not long ago.

“They now have sufficient troops to be stationed at Yingsan.

"They have always wanted to trample Daxia under their feet. Deep control of Yingsang can provide them with a huge boost."

This set of arguments is logically self-consistent and quite convincing.

Everyone was silent.

A few seconds passed.

The old man broke the silence: "From today on, each branch must be more careful."

The object of “caution” is self-evident.

Everyone nodded in unison.

The bald man in black uniform changed the subject again: "The God Devouring Wood Sculpture was stolen, which may not be a bad thing."

A man in black uniform asked, "Why?"

The bald man in black uniform replied, "This strange weapon is too evil. The more you satisfy it, the bigger its appetite will become.

"I am sure that if they abuse the God-devouring Woodcarving, they will suffer a great loss sooner or later."

Another black uniformed man echoed, "The God-Eating Wood Sculpture cannot be truly controlled. It craves flesh and blood, and won't touch anything else."

“If you want the God-Eating Wood Sculpture to attack you once, you must offer blood food beforehand, and then you must provide two humans as sacrifices afterwards.

“The God-Eating Wood Sculpture is very greedy. Three or even four sacrifices in the future may not be enough to satisfy it, and it will definitely be retaliated against.

"At that time, the user will be devoured."

These remarks made many people in black uniforms smile.

The old man nodded gently: "This is a group of greedy and shameless robbers. They deserve this ending."

*
The top of a tall building.

Yang Fan held the Thunder Branch in his right hand, with a fierce look on his face: "Eat whatever I tell you to eat, and stop complaining!"

The wood sculpture stands on the ground.

There was a piece of broken glass next to it.

According to the information given by the Soul-Stealing Cicada, the strange weapon possesses a terrifying devouring ability, which is why he used glass for the experiment.

Yang Fan could sense a strong resistance coming from within the wood sculpture.

It is very reluctant to eat glass.

The Buddha's face on the wood carving has all its facial features wrinkled together.

Yang Fan pressed on: "It's not like you can't eat it, just eat it!"

His mind moved and the strange object was activated.

"Zi~"

Accompanied by the sound of electricity.

Several red arcs of electricity emerged from the surface of the strange object and instantly wrapped around the wood sculpture.

The wood carving began to tremble visibly, and both eyes of the Buddha's face closed.

It was obviously very scared.

Yang Fan shouted coldly: "I'll give you three seconds to think about it, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

A second passed.

A wisp of black mist rose from the surface of the wood carving, wrapping around the glass fragments.

After one breath.

The glass was gone.

The black fog retreated again.

Yang Fan curled his lips: "You really don't want to drink the toast, but you have to drink the penalty."

He removed another dusty table leg and continued to feed: "Feed me!"

The black fog emerged again.

It swam slowly towards the table leg like a snail.

Yang Fan urged impatiently: "Hurry up."

"Snapped!"

There was a flash of lightning.

There was another burnt mark on the surface of the wood carving.

The black mist accelerated rapidly and instantly wrapped around the table legs.

The legs of the table quickly grew blurry and then disappeared.

The Buddha's face on the surface of the wood carving looked like it wanted to vomit.

Yang Fan shouted: "Stop doing weird things!"

The wood carving trembled.

The Buddha's face quickly returned to normal.

Yang Fan nodded in satisfaction: "If you had been obedient earlier, you wouldn't have been shocked, right?"

The Buddha's face showed a crying expression.

(End of this chapter)