Fast Wear: The Spare Tire Runs Fast

Yi'ang first went to Nanshi. The tragedy of Nanshi in history had left countless generations heartbroken and angry, and Yi'ang was also saddened and shocked. He hoped to save as many people as possible, hoping that such a tragedy would not happen again. In fact, for the Chinese, the Japanese invaders had invaded, arbitrarily killing Chinese people, humiliating women, and extending their evil hands to the elderly and ignorant children.

These are all incredibly tragic historical tragedies. They burned, killed, looted, and committed all manner of evil. They appeared human, yet their actions were worse than those of animals. They were called devils. In Nanshi alone, they massacred 30 Chinese soldiers and civilians, a true historical event that would make even evil spirits wail. Corpses were everywhere: those burned, beaten, crushed, tortured to death. Infants and children were even boiled and crushed by stone demons... The list goes on. There's no limit to what you can imagine; they did it.

History is tragic and unforgettable, and it should be remembered by future generations.

After working as a war correspondent in Nanshi, he learned that the mayor of Nanshi was named Xiao Shanling, a good official who served the people and a man who actively fought against Japanese pirates.

"Xiao Ba, can you monitor the whereabouts and plans of the Japanese pirates?"

"Host, I can only monitor the mission target. If we were in a future world with widespread surveillance networks, I could monitor other people."

"Well, there's no way around it."

Yiang traveled throughout Nanshi as a reporter, inquiring about the war situation. He took photos of everything he saw and wrote down the time, place, and event on the photos.

"Xiao 8, go to the Japanese pirate headquarters tonight."

"Host, you..." The hesitant tone of the system made Yi Ang feel that his own system doubted his ability.

Yiang didn't explain much. In the middle of the night, he casually put an invisibility talisman on himself and went out. It was a really good day, without even a star. It was a dark moon, a murderous night, and a strong wind, a day for arson.

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"Host, don't smile like a villain. And what did you just stick on yourself? If I'm not mistaken, it was a talisman, right? How do you have a talisman? No, the key is, this is a lower world. How can you use things from a higher world? What if the plot changes? What if the Heavenly Dao causes trouble for you?"

Ahhhhhh…

The little glittering balls made sounds like groundhogs.

Yiang couldn't help but smile as he saw the little dumpling frantically spinning in circles in his sea of consciousness. He recalled how the system had bound him to Yiang while he was out on the road. It had only bound him to the system because it saw Yiang's soul as strong, suitable for traveling between various small worlds. If one's soul wasn't strong, it was especially easy to injure the soul while traveling through time and space. At best, it could turn one into an idiot, at worst, one's soul would be shattered.

So the system has always thought that Yiang was just an ordinary person with some luck, but it didn't expect that he could actually draw talismans by himself. Just draw talismans, how could an ordinary person who just drew talismans on a white paper actually use them?

"Hold on, stop spinning. You'll make yourself dizzy if you keep spinning."

Yiang said gently, "Besides, you didn't ask me. There's a lot of time in the future. We can get to know each other slowly."

While joking with the system, he arrived at the Japanese pirates' headquarters in a few jumps. He walked in through the main gate and headed straight for the office building.

He went directly to Matsui Iwane's office, searching for important documents in his hands, but his consciousness was asking the system; "Xiao 8, can you translate these documents?"

"Host, of course you can, but the translation is troublesome. Why don't I just scan and take pictures? After I go back, I will send you the useful files and transfer the pictures directly to your camera."

"You're surprisingly useful! I thought you could only monitor the protagonist, so useless."

"Ahhhhh... Host, monitoring the protagonist is a skill that's not useless. If the protagonist is the target of a mission, I can help you monitor him and notify you in time if anything happens."

"Now that you mention it, it does have some use. After all, it's nice to eat melons occasionally. But why didn't you tell me before that you could monitor the protagonist? If I hadn't asked you to monitor the pirates this time, you wouldn't have told me? Last time, I had to eat melons and even run to the protagonist's side to spy on him with my spiritual sense."

"Who would have thought that a grown man like you would actually be so keen on gossiping? Just like No. 038 in our system, you're just like her name, a real bitch, always gossiping and eating melons."

He talked a lot, and the work didn't stop. While he was talking, Yiang had already run to several offices. What's more, the system can be scanned directly like a radar, without Yiang having to search through boxes and cabinets.

I visited all the offices in the office building, big and small, and gave them some small gifts to feel the return gift from China.

Thinking of the crimes committed by the Japanese pirates, Yiang felt that a small gift was not enough to repay their evil deeds.

"Xiao 8, locate Matsui Iwane's position."

"Host, what do you want to do?"

"Hehe... What else can we do? Of course, we're going to start a humanitarian destruction game. As the main person responsible for the Nanshi Massacre, who else should we go after?"

"Host, the location has been sent to you. Go quickly, go quickly..." The small system's gloating voice sounded, and it was also very anxious.

Soon, Yiang came to Matsui Iwane's bedroom and stood beside the bed. If you want to ask how to break through the door and get to the bedroom directly, there is only one sentence. Buddha said: It cannot be said, it cannot be said!

"Host, why don't you take action? What are you looking at? What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking, considering the cruelty he inflicted on our fellow Chinese, wouldn't it be too easy for him to just be shot or have his throat slashed? He wouldn't even feel any pain."

"That's true, then let him experience those evil deeds as well?"

"That being said, it's not impossible..."

"Hey, wake up, are you dead? The delivery service has arrived, please sign for it."

"Baga, wash it off, Ximida, who do you belong to? Ah ah ah ah ah, Baga, someone come here..."

After being woken up by Yiang, Matsui Iwane somersaulted off the bed and crawled towards where his sword was placed, chattering in bird language.

"Host, why did you wake him up? Wouldn't it be better to just take action directly? He called for help..."

"Then do you see anyone coming in? Do you see anyone hearing the noise?"

"Hey, host, what's going on? And you're not invisible anymore."

As Xiaotuanzi spoke, he flew out to take a look. The soldiers were still standing motionless at the door, and the patrol hadn't heard a single sound.

Finally, the little dumpling felt a slight fluctuation of power the moment he entered the door.

"Barrier? Host, you actually created a barrier. Is there anything you can't create?"