Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Chapter 1138 Sun Tzu’s Art of War

At noon, in the small town of Jiamen in the northern part of India.

In the luxurious restaurant of the mayor's residence, Du Weiguo was eating absentmindedly.

The lunch was actually quite sumptuous. The main dishes were Indian specialties, including curry lamb, curry chicken, various curries, and seasonal fruits and vegetables.

In order to cater to Du Weiguo's taste, we specially made roast lamb and roast chicken, and the rice was served in a bowl and eaten with chopsticks.

As for India's most distinctive rice with hands, damn, that pig-like thing is inedible.

Naya was there too. Now the New Delhi Police Chief has been arrested, his treacherous son is dead, and the entire Shamar family has become prisoners.

Her great revenge had been taken, and her father's funeral was handled in a dignified and honorable manner.

So early this morning, she asked the agents from the Sixth Agency to send her over from New Delhi. Her current identity is Miss Hu's personal maid, or in modern terms, a life assistant.

At this moment, Naya was standing timidly opposite Du Weiguo, stealing glances at him from time to time, her eyes a little straight and dull.

  Du Weiguo's grandson is handsome, rich and capable. The key is that at such a young age, he possesses the aura of pressure that is unique to those in a higher position, and he is inviolable!

These factors mixed together pose an almost fatal temptation to a young girl like Naya who is inexperienced in the world.

What girl is not in love? When seeing a super high-quality man like Du Weiguo, the girls' eyes are wide open.

In fact, if we follow the habits of Du Weiguo, a farmer for two lifetimes, there is nothing to be particular about. Everyone can just sit at the same table and eat.

According to him, food tastes better when there are more people around, but this doesn't work for Miss Hu.

The big fox is the eldest daughter of Lushan, and is from a famous family. She is a person who abides by the rules. As her maid, Naya has no right to sit at the table with her master.

She stands when her master sits, she watches her master eats, and she can't even live alone when something happens to her master!

These outdated rules, which seem to exist only in the evil old society, may sound unbelievable, but they are not uncommon nowadays, especially in India, which has a strict class system.

In fact, even in later generations, and even in the Celestial Empire, it has not completely disappeared. Money and power can both make anything possible.

"Naya, what are you daydreaming about? Go, give me half a bowl of soup."

Miss Hu suddenly tapped the enameled bone china soup bowl in front of her with her ivory chopsticks, making a slight sound, and her tone was a little cold.

"Oh, oh, yes, yes, miss."

Naya came back to her senses instantly and responded awkwardly.

Her eyes were lowered, her neck was a little red, and she hurriedly picked up Miss Hu's soup bowl and turned to go to the kitchen.

Naya worked very efficiently. After just a moment, she brought back half a bowl of hot tomato and white mushroom soup.

But before she put down the bowl of soup, Miss Hu said quietly:

"Pour it again, half a bowl, only soup, no vegetables, and no chopped green onions. Next time, ask clearly before you work. Do you understand?"

"Oh, oh, yes, miss, I see."

Naya's original family had pretty good living conditions. Although they were not rich, they had enough food and clothing, and they did not have to serve others.

So, having suddenly become a servant, she acted a little silly and clumsy.

However, despite this, Naya was not unwilling. Although she was young, she was quite mature and understood the truth.

She knew very well that both Miss Hu and Du Weiguo were powerful figures who could call the wind and rain and whom she could not reach.

Just imagine, in her original view, the New Delhi Police Chief was already a big shot with all the connections.

What was the result? The other person just said something lightly as if it was a joke, and the entire Shamar family was destroyed, and the family was directly destroyed and even the nest was taken away.

Godly figures like them usually hide in the clouds, like a dragon that can't be seen from head to tail. It is impossible for ordinary people to see them.

For someone like Naya, who was fortunate enough to travel with them, even if she was only a servant of a lower status, it was equivalent to a leap to heaven, instantly crossing countless classes.

Don't believe it? The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister is no joke.

In later generations, the drivers and assistants around the big leaders would not even bother to hold an official position at the deputy director level.

Therefore, the sensible Naya cherished this opportunity very much and did not feel any shame in being Miss Hu's maid.

"Hu Da, isn't this a bit too much? Why do you look like a landlord from the old society?"

Du Weiguo was a little annoyed, put down his chopsticks, glanced at Miss Hu, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Miss Hu rolled her eyes at him and sneered unhappily:

"Tsk! What do you know? This is called setting rules. It is also a necessary process for the relationship between superiors and subordinates in the forest. Cultivating obedience is like training an eagle."

  At this point, Miss Hu's eyes rippled, and she suddenly changed the subject:

"What's the matter, Du Da? Seeing me ordering such a charming little beauty around, are you feeling distressed again?"

Miss Hu's words seemed a bit harsh and a bit abrupt.

Du Weiguo frowned and was about to lose his temper, but when he turned around and saw Miss Hu, who looked ready for a fight with a hint of worry in her eyes, he suddenly reacted.

The big fox was deliberately looking for trouble and bickering.

She must have seen how depressed she was, so she used Naya to divert her attention. It was definitely a well-intentioned move.

"Haha~"

So, Du Weiguo forced himself to be strong, sneered, and prepared to continue the show with her.

  At this time, Naya came back with a new bowl of soup. Du Weiguo flicked his bowl with his finger:

"Naya, help me serve a bowl too. Make sure it's full of soup, plenty of vegetables, and lots of chopped green onions."

"Oh? Oh, yes, yes, sir."

After hearing his instructions, Naya was a little surprised, but she still put down the bowl of soup and walked over obediently.

  When Naya walked up to him, Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and pointed at Shota and the others:

"You can also serve a bowl of soup to Shouta, Kamui, and Kagura afterwards."

"Okay."

Hearing Du Weiguo's commanding tone, Naya's eyes suddenly flashed with sadness.

It was as if a flame in her amber eyes was extinguished in an instant, and even her voice became weak.

Looking at her somewhat distraught figure, Du Weiguo chuckled and glanced at Miss Hu, and teased:

"Hey, I feel bad for her? She's not my person, you see I can't make her die! To keep her alive, huh? Okay, I'll help you keep her alive."

  Sure enough, upon hearing this, Miss Hu was instantly possessed by the queen of movies, her eyebrows raised, and she was furious:

"Duda, she's my person. I can tolerate you ordering her around, but now you want her to serve Shota and the others? You're just daydreaming!"

  At this point, she pointed at the honest and confused Shota and ordered bluntly:

"Shota, stop eating. I want to eat toriyaki now! All of you, come and grill it for me!"

Toriyaki is grilled chicken skewers, which is considered one of the special delicacies of the common people in Japan. It is also Shota's specialty. It is colorful, fragrant and delicious, and goes well with wine.

It must be said that Miss Hu's acting skills are absolutely superb, and the emotions are so well mobilized. Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and was about to start a fight when footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Wesley, something's happening!"

Reina pushed open the door and rushed in hurriedly. Her expression was obviously solemn. Perhaps because she ran too fast, beads of sweat hung on her forehead.

"what's the situation?"

Now that he had something important to do, Du Weiguo immediately lost the idea of ​​acting. Seeing Reina's serious expression, his face also darkened.

“12 hours ago, a Guinea Pig amphibious reconnaissance aircraft belonging to the Indian Navy was stolen from the Nhava Sheva Port in Mumbai.

The plane ran out of fuel six hours ago and landed near Phitsanulok, Siam, upstream of Taman Lake.”

  "Huh~" After taking a breath, Reina continued:

"According to villagers washing clothes on the shore, several people got off the plane that made an emergency landing, including three white men.

The physical appearance of two of them is highly similar to the strength and agility abilities described by Lu Yan, and the other one is suspected to be Masar. "

Upon hearing the news, Du Weiguo's brows were instantly furrowed, and the tips of his eyebrows raised, like a sword drawn from its sheath, piercing the sky.

Oh my god, these monsters like Masar went to Siam, are they trying to steal our house?

But this time he did not ask questions in a hurry. Instead, he handed the cup of water in front of him to Reina.

"Reina, drink some water first and speak slowly."

"Thank you."

Reina didn't act pretentiously. She was really thirsty. She drank the whole glass of water in one breath and wiped her mouth neatly.

“In addition to this, a Belfast transport plane took off from Sarakan Air Force Base near Mumbai at almost the same time.

The plane's original destination was Riyadh, but after landing and refueling, it suddenly took off without a passenger, in violation of orders."

Reina quickly glanced at Du Weiguo's face, and then said in a deep voice:

“When the plane landed at the Riyadh Airport, someone saw a few white people who looked like Masal and his group.

Moreover, the plane has lost contact and control and was last seen near Amman.”

This time, Du Weiguo couldn't help himself and asked with a frown, "After Amman, there is the Mediterranean Sea, and then Western Europe?"

Reina nodded:

"Yes, according to the fuel calculation, if this empty Belfast continues to fly straight northwest, it will be able to reach Zurich before the fuel runs out."

"Hehehe~" Du Weiguo smiled sinisterly.

"Siam, Switzerland, if you attack, you must rescue; if you defend, you must fortify; use the empty and real, use the real and empty. Tsk tsk, these bastards are trying to play Sun Tzu's Art of War with me."

It is obvious that these bastards who are suspected to be Masar are deliberately creating suspicion.

Either to confuse Du Weiguo's judgment, or to make him divide his troops, or to escape.

However, whether they went to Siam or aimed at Switzerland, they were all targeting Du Weiguo's harem, and these places were all his weak points.

In Siam, Zhao Yingnan and Moran have now joined forces and have many powerful generals under their command.

Nightmare, Nightli and Nightdevil, three top masters with their names starting with "Night" are all here. In addition, there is Lancelot who was born in the Knights Templar, as well as Howe and Ellie who have military power.

Theoretically speaking, this combination has both long-range and short-range capabilities, and has both high-end combat power and basic combat power, which is enough to deal with most challenges.

However, Moran and his team's fatal weakness is the lack of super-heavy weapons with devastating power.

For example, the fuel-air bomb that was detonated on the outskirts of Rozbulchirga in order to kill Du Weiguo.

  The power of this thing is enough to destroy half of Pattaya in an instant, and burn to death Du Weiguo’s women and all his subordinates. No one can escape!

As for Switzerland, there is no need to mention that although Merlin and Sukari are both top immortals, they possess powerful combat power and terrifying self-healing abilities.

But they are not really immortal. Not to mention a fuel-air bomb, they wouldn't be able to withstand even a missile.

If Yang Caiyu, the burden, was gone, perhaps they would still have a chance of survival thanks to their danger perception and self-healing abilities.

However, once their mobility is suppressed, they will become fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

Therefore, the vast majority of people with special abilities are not suitable for guard-type jobs.

This is because once a user is restrained by external objects such as people, things, or areas and loses mobility, the combat effectiveness of the user will be greatly reduced.

However, people with special abilities are flesh and blood after all, and they need basic material needs such as eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, so they cannot truly separate themselves from the crowd.

Perhaps it is for this reason that people with special abilities who have existed since ancient times have not made any waves.

They often either live in seclusion in the mountains or become the imperial court's lackeys.

Because human power is limited, no matter how powerful a person is, he or she will get hurt, get sick, hungry, grow old, get married, have funerals, eat and poop.

Everything within these material realms is power in the hands of those in power; therefore, those with powerful abilities cannot defeat the state’s violent machinery.

Du Weiguo is an outlier. The reason why he can be so extravagant is because he has the blessing of the system dad. He is no longer in the Three Realms and has jumped out of the Five Elements.

Otherwise, no matter how insignificant he is, he will still have to keep a low profile.

"Du Da, we are setting up false troops and attacking them, but they will surely come to our rescue. Although this strategy may not be very brilliant, it is indeed effective. What are you going to do now?"

Du Weiguo's thoughts were wandering, and his mind was elsewhere. Seeing him standing there in a daze with his brows wide open, Miss Hu touched him gently.

Du Weiguo exhaled lightly, his tone relatively calm: "Hu Da, you are well-informed and knowledgeable, do you have any good suggestions?"

Miss Hu was not polite either:

"It's very simple. The best strategy is to have Yang Caiyu, Moran and the others leave immediately and rush to New Delhi to join us!

In this way, all problems will be solved. No matter how crazy these people are, they will not dare to bomb the capital of Tianzhu and cause hundreds of thousands of casualties. "

"Uh~" Du Weiguo's expression froze for a moment and he shuddered.

  Damn it, Big Fox, Yang Caiyu, Mo Lan, Zhao Yingnan, girlfriends’ group, real and fake vixen, what the hell is this Shura field?

Just thinking about it made him feel suffocated. Du Weiguo would rather scrap his account and travel through time again than allow such a scene to happen.

Miss Hu also knew that this was a bit too much to ask. Not to mention Du Weiguo, she herself was a little unable to face this situation.

  So, she rolled her eyes at Du Weiguo and continued:

"The middle strategy is to let Yang Caiyu go to London, or directly to Washington or New York, and then let Moran and the others come to Tianzhu. As for me, I can hide in the dark, and everyone can turn a blind eye to it."

This is indeed a solution, but Du Weiguo still seems dissatisfied: "What's the next best option?"

Miss Hu curled her lips helplessly: "The worst plan is to let them all hide, and then we will immediately set off for Siam and let others lead us by the nose."

It was blocked again and a few hundred words were deleted.