Stepping on the demon door, the witch becomes the strongest.

Chapter 165 Li Minghu wants to know

A call was made and the other party quickly replied that the reporters in front of Yan Yu's house had dispersed.

Li Weiguo quickly issued instructions: Not only Yan Yu, but all students of Zhendong National Defense College and their relatives and family members are not allowed to allow reporters to harass them!
Seriously, who would have thought that after media controls were relaxed, something like this would happen!
In previous years, when the army held large-scale exercises and training, the media would turn a blind eye and would only report on them after an administrative order was given.

Now they all come over like dogs smelling meat!

After dealing with the reporter's matter, Lao Li received another document from the Internet monitoring department.

Internet surveillance agencies monitor hotspots daily, focusing on investigating negative online comments from foreign IP addresses. After the Privy Council announced the team roster, numerous trolls stirred up unrest on various social media platforms. The Internet surveillance agencies promptly notified relevant departments, prompting official media outlets to address the situation.

After the official media led the public opinion, the black fans temporarily died down, but recently they have become active again, frantically forwarding Yan Yu's emoticon package of "Do we need to prepare to fight Sulu" and writing various short essays to brag about his fighting power without any thinking.

This is essentially a fishing tactic. As long as you use a high-profile account to make unrealistically strong claims about someone, many self-proclaimed reasonable passersby will naturally take the bait and jump out to pretend wisdom, saying, "You're talking nonsense, this person isn't that strong at all," and the black marketeer will achieve their goal.

The Internet police came to ask these people whether they wanted to be blocked, and Li Weiguo was also very troubled.

If we talk about banning it, it will give the onlookers the feeling that "the authorities are banning the speech supporting the monks of the Lu Kingdom", which will make it seem like the army has no confidence. After all, you can't expect all netizens to be able to recognize cross-dressing.

If they don't ban it, then if the war turns out unfavorably, you can imagine how many people will choose to add insult to injury, escalating public opinion to an uncontrollable degree—the more they are praised beforehand, the more they will be criticized afterwards. In ancient times, there was Duke Zheng of Zheng defeating Duke Duan of Yan, and today there are so many boomerangs. It's no different.

Li Weiguo thought about it and finally decided to ignore it.

Although there are many black people, they haven't reached the point of calling a horse a zebra. The overall public opinion of the Lu Kingdom will ultimately depend on whether you can win.

As long as we win, everything will be fine!
But if he can't win, he deserves to be scolded, and he can even take the opportunity to grind down Yan Yu's fighting spirit... Well, it's quite nice to think about it this way.

By the way, has this guy been preparing for war honestly on the aircraft carrier?
Li Weiguo was curious and called Zhang Xiangqian, the commander-in-chief of the Annan Army, and asked:

"Hey, Lao Zhang, I want to ask you something..."

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Yan Yu is certainly doing his job.

Although he acted calm in front of the girls, he would not deny that the battle of the Three Islands Treasure Ship was indeed unprecedentedly difficult.

First look at the number of people participating in the battle – they are not at an advantage.

On the opposite side is a multinational coalition force of about two hundred people, with a huge gap of 20:1 between them and the Lu Kingdom.

Of course, the State of Lu can also mobilize 200 monks to participate in the war, but the problem is that the number of casualties will definitely increase - how many monks does your State of Lu have to exchange for casualties with so many opposing countries?

Since we've decided to go with the elite troops strategy, we must get used to using fewer troops against more. If we ultimately find we can't win, then we'll have to loosen up control, make everyone extraordinary, and use the 12 billion people to raise this army of demons to ravage the world of Taotie, and let everyone die.

Looking at high-end combat power - it is not advantageous either.

Not to mention the Southeast Asian countries, each of which is a sacred place for breeding Gu, steeped in a strong mystical atmosphere. Even before the resurgence of spiritual energy, there were bizarre incidents like "the Public Security Department hiring psychics to solve cases" and "candidates hiring psychics to help with their campaigns." After the resurgence of spiritual energy, the number of extraordinary people skyrocketed, and they began to slaughter each other. Those who survived were not kind.

As for Mitch and the Three Birds… While the Three Eagles' strength certainly wasn't comparable to Master Jing's, there was only one Master Jing in the entire world, wasn't there? While most of the Lu Kingdom cultivators who came from academies had secret realm confrontations to simulate actual combat, their combat experience certainly couldn't compare to the real-life battles of the Super Hero League.

Mitaka really emerged from the vast crowd, there is no water in it.

After thinking about it, I realized that this time we only have an absolute advantage in terms of maximum combat power, otherwise we would really have no chance of winning.

Yan Yu was on the deck outside the bridge, feeling the sea breeze and continuing to sort out his long-forgotten memories.

There was indeed such a thing as the Sanyu Treasure Ship in my previous life, but I was in college at that time and participated in it as a keyboard warrior, mainly fighting against the little black fans on the Internet, so I did not have first-hand information about the secret realm of the Sanyu Treasure Ship.

As for joining the system later, that was later, and Yan Yu had no interest in revisiting historical stories... If he could know in advance that he would be reborn, he would definitely study hard and remember everything in his previous life, but this is not knowing!
Of course, my current weight is no longer that of a small butterfly, so the start of the Three Islands Treasure Ship Battle is bound to be very different from my previous life. It's not an exaggeration to even suspect that, since Yan, the strongest person in this life, is confirmed to join the battlefield, this life's Mitch has deployed even more combat power in the South China Sea than in his previous life. This is also a very reasonable inference.

"Are you feeling the sea breeze?" Li Minghu's soft voice sounded beside him.

"Why did you come out?" Yan Yu turned around in surprise, "Be careful, it's cold, it's windy outside."

"It's okay." Li Minghu said, "I'm wearing a coat."

Yan Yu looked closely and saw that it was indeed the case. Li Minghu was wearing a blue and white camouflage high-collared tweed navy coat. Judging from the style, it should be the warm clothing issued by the ship. It was exactly the same as the soldiers on night duty on the deck in the distance.

Her long hair was tied into a bun at the back of her head, revealing a graceful, white neck. Yan Yu had met many girls, but none with skin as white as Li Minghu's, as white as fine jade. Although Lingnan Province had a long average annual sunshine period, it couldn't do anything to the Valkyrie, who was weak and couldn't stay in the sun for long.

Okay, okay, I recognize you! Li Minghu! I would like to call you the whitest in the world!

Li Minghu didn't react at all when Yan Yu looked at her carefully. Because she was always coughing, she was used to being stared at by all kinds of people around her.

She just continued to stare at the Sanyu Treasure Ship in the distance. The originally magnificent fleet was just a vague and hazy outline on the sea with extremely low visibility, as if it would completely dissolve into the night at any time.

"I would like to ask you a question." Li Minghu asked softly.

"Ask." Yan Yu withdrew his gaze from her and looked into the distance with her.

"I want to know... what it feels like to kill someone?" Li Minghu asked quietly. "Will you really vomit? Will you be tormented by guilt and unable to get over it for a long time?"

Yan Yu guessed that she would ask about the war, but he didn't expect her to ask such a moral question.

Obviously, although the Battle of Changbai Mountain was kept strictly secret, it was only kept secret from the outside world. Someone at the rank of the Fourth Army Commander-in-Chief could certainly not keep it secret. If Li Weiguo could tip off Yan Yu, Zhang Xiangqian could certainly hint at Li Minghu.

Although the Zhenhai team has a lot of girls and looks gorgeous, they actually have several lives on their hands. The Qing'an team is full of white flowers, and they have never even killed a chicken in their life. Therefore, it is understandable that they would have similar concerns this time.

"Yes, I will." Yan Yu answered seriously, "Just like a man will have a nosebleed when he sees a woman's underwear exposed. What is described in novels and animations is all true."

Li Minghu suddenly couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out laughing.

Perhaps because she laughed too hard, she bent over and covered her mouth with her hands, coughing for a long time before she regained some strength and said:

"Feel sorry."

"It's really cold outside, why don't you go back inside?" Yan Yu asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Li Minghu was silent for a moment, then sighed. "I've always wanted to know what it would feel like to die. Maybe after I actually kill someone, I'll have a deeper understanding of death."

Yan Yu thought to himself, "You've asked the right person." "What does it feel like to kill someone?" "What does it feel like to die?" I'm probably the only person in the world qualified to answer both questions simultaneously.

"Well, if you don't ask me how I know, I can tell you roughly."

"You tell me, I won't ask."

"Killing depends on who you kill," Yan Yu said calmly. "When two rival monks fight each other, eager to kill each other immediately, then when you kill the other, you will only feel the intense pleasure of surviving a disaster, grateful that the person who died was not you, rather than vomiting and feeling guilty, which are childish fantasies of people in peacetime."

"But if it's about killing someone who can't resist... well, I don't think you'll have the chance to do it. Anyway, let's not talk about that."

"As for death, you can actually imagine it as a long, dreamless sleep. The fear of death is a privilege of those who have not yet reached the end of their lifespan. When you are about to be embraced by death, you don't actually feel much fear. If I have to say, it's probably more of a reluctance to accept it."

"Ahem... Are you unwilling to accept this?" Li Minghu coughed a few times and asked curiously.

"If you could live your life over again, what regret would you most want to make up for?" Yan Yu smiled slightly and said with emotion, "It would be these things that would flash through your mind one after another like a revolving lantern. Then you would realize that no matter how much you don't want to leave this world, you are powerless. The only thing you can do is accept your fate."

"Did you finally accept your fate?" Hearing his serious tone, Li Minghu asked with interest.

"Hmm..." Yan Yu intended to keep the question in suspense and deliberately prolonged the voice.

Seeing Li Minghu staring at him without blinking, he slowly replied:
"No."

In my previous life, I didn’t accept my fate.

That's why I turned back from the gates of hell, to make those who deserve to go to hell...

All of them will go to hell in this life.

(End of this chapter)