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"Was I just dreaming?!"

As soon as he said this, he immediately attracted the attention of the people around him, and everyone turned to look at him.

At this time, a companion next to him said angrily: "Of course it doesn't hurt, because you are pinching me!"

"Ha ha--"

This moment made everyone laugh.

"Ha...um...Old Hu, I really didn't mean it. I was just a little nervous."

"Just don't be angry, okay?"

After the laughter, everyone turned their attention back to Wu Le, hoping to hear more explanations from him.

Wu Le cleared his throat and said, "Hmm..." After thinking for a moment, he told everyone seriously, "What we made is black gunpowder."

He also explained that the purpose of calling everyone here was to make this special gunpowder.

This goal is full of challenges and unknown dangers for everyone present.

But now that they have been called here, they must face it.

The required raw materials are already prepared, and you just need to mix and experiment according to specific proportions to get started.

These seemingly simple sentences actually imply huge risks and complexities.

For the people gathered here, every link may determine the success or failure of the mission or even be a matter of life and death.

Although this sounds very easy, as if completing this task is as common as eating and drinking water.

But in reality, everyone here knows that things are far from that simple.

Especially when I realized how important and dangerous the research was, the tension felt like a huge rock pressing on my heart.

Among those who were specially selected to participate in the project, most of them were small-time figures with no background.

Their only capital may be a certain craft or skill that no one else can replace.

It is precisely because of this special skill that I have a rare opportunity to stand in this position and try to do something meaningful.

Everyone was feeling extremely complicated emotions at this time.

Some feel uneasy, afraid that the upcoming mission will fail and they will lose everything.

Some also hold a glimmer of hope for the future.

Everyone was secretly thinking about how to deal with this sudden new mission, and the atmosphere was extremely quiet for a while.

In this suffocating silence, a loud and firm voice broke the peace.

"I feel I can accept this mission. Serving my country is an honor in itself."

The speaker's tone was filled with courage. "What's more, if you could witness us creating an unprecedented miracle with your own eyes..."

Another participant then echoed this sentiment, saying, "Exactly! Even if I look back on my life and all the ups and downs I've experienced, I'll be proud of having accomplished something like this."

After seeing the two of them take the lead in expressing their support, the rest of the people also nodded and expressed their willingness to share this responsibility.

They know that although the road ahead is full of difficulties, only by unity can they overcome all difficulties and achieve ultimate success.

Wu Le was very pleased to see everyone's enthusiastic cooperation.

Then he carefully instructed several important precautions and immediately ordered everyone to start the specific operations.

The entire project needed to be completed as quickly as possible because he knew that the enemy was watching this place with eager eyes and every second was precious.

Both the Beijing and Beikang dynasties were aiming to expand their territories. If they were not adequately prepared in time, it could cause immeasurable harm to the country.

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"Your Majesty, this is the intelligence we have recently collected through our spies."

The guard respectfully presented a secret letter, then quickly stepped aside to await further instructions.

Sima Anyi unfolded the letter and carefully read the contents recorded on it.

The old minister standing nearby keenly noticed the change in his master's expression, which was now furrowed and heavy.

An invisible pressure was spreading, and even the air seemed to be filled with a sense of oppression.

According to intelligence, the natural disaster crisis previously encountered by the Wei Dynasty has gradually stabilized and improved. At the same time, a key character with a mysterious identity has emerged - she is a mysterious businessman called 'Miss Su'.

However, there is no further relevant information other than this.

No definite clues about this strange figure have been found at this stage, but the investigation is still in full swing.

"asshole!!"

Upon learning such important news, Sima Anyi was furious and scolded them for not being able to find out the truth in time before rushing to report it. "Such crucial information was reported to me only now!"

He originally thought that the Wei Dynasty would be finished without rescue, so he could take advantage of the opportunity to gain benefits, but he did not expect that things would take a turn for the better.

The change in the situation filled him with doubts and anxieties, and his originally firm plan was completely disrupted by this sudden change.

Is it possible that even God is helping the Wei Dynasty?

This question pierced his heart like a needle, causing him to feel waves of uncontrollable anxiety.

When Xiao Yanheng was stationed at the border with an army of 100,000, they did not dare to launch an attack at will, because they had suffered too much in previous confrontations and were extremely wary of this famous general.

At that time, he decided to adopt a strategy of surrounding but not attacking, hoping to weaken the opponent's strength over time and finally let the enemy fend for itself.

He even threatened several weaker countries in the surrounding area, asking them not to provide any assistance to the Wei Dynasty, so that he could wait for victory with more peace of mind.

"Ms. Su?!"

This name seemed to have touched a sore spot in him, causing Sima Anyi to become extremely angry instantly, with fire almost spitting out of his eyes.

"Who the hell are you?!"

He demanded through gritted teeth, his voice laced with undisguised hatred.

The words that burst out from between his teeth were as cold as the wind, and every syllable was full of murderous intent.

The air in the hall seemed to freeze, and the surroundings were so quiet that even a falling silver needle would make a loud sound.

Such an environment makes people involuntarily tense.

At this moment, his face was distorted and his expression was extremely ferocious. A chilling aura surrounded him, and no one dared to get close to him.

"Tell this news to the leader of Beijing, and have him send an envoy to discuss how to attack the Wei Dynasty."

The tone was firm and unquestionable.

He then added, "Also, have the spies thoroughly investigate the true identity of Miss Su and the true source of this batch of grain."

Orders were issued one after another. "No matter what method you use, you must thoroughly investigate this matter. If you find the so-called Miss Su, please bring her here immediately."

"Yes."

The secret guard responded with his head lowered, his voice so soft that only he could hear it. Deep in his eyes was a deep fear of his master, and he didn't dare to even look at the other person.