On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the workshop of the Dingyuan was completely different, tense yet filled with a creative fervor.

Elizabeth pressed herself almost entirely against the holographic screen, her azure eyes gleaming with greed and desire.

Beside her, the brilliant scientist Alita frowned, her expression focused and serious.

The two are analyzing the wreckage of a captured ironclad warship.

"Oh my god... Alita, look at this!" Elizabeth exclaimed, pointing to an extremely complex energy circuit diagram on the light screen.

"These British are insane! They actually used a 'self-destructing tandem supercharger' to instantly increase the main gun's power!"

"Although this will cause permanent damage to the energy core, in a critical moment, this shot is enough to turn the tide of battle!"

She turned to Alita, her eyes burning with intensity: "We must integrate this technology into the 'Zhenyuan' fleet!"

"No."

Alita rejected it outright, her face displaying the pride and stubbornness typical of scientists.

"This is a barbaric, brutal, and aesthetically pleasing suicidal design, a desecration of energy science. Our 'Heart of Pangu' is a perfect work of art created by His Highness himself, and I will never allow such garbage to tarnish its perfection!"

Elizabeth deflated instantly; she knew she couldn't reason with this tech geek.

She could only turn her head and look at the final decision-maker, who stood silently to the side like an outsider, with a wronged and pitiful gaze.

"Your Highness..." Her voice carried a perfectly timed plea.

"All right."

Lin Zhen spoke calmly, breaking the argument between the two.

He walked to the control panel and looked calmly at the design drawing that Alita had dismissed as "garbage."

Elizabeth and Alita immediately held their breath.

Lin Zhen simply extended his finger, making no complex calculations or modifications, and lightly traced a line on the energy circuit. A golden stream of light flashed across the design drawing from his fingertip. The next second, the energy flow of the entire design drawing underwent a dramatic change. The originally violently conflicting energy nodes were cleverly connected, guided, and reorganized... That "suicidal" boost design was actually forcibly twisted into a perfectly intact "overclocking attack mode"!

"my God……"

Elizabeth and Alita both fell silent, their pupils reflecting the same dazzling divine light, their minds blank.

This...how is this possible?

He didn't think at all; it was as if the Creator was depicting a work of art that was meant to be, turning a discarded design into a perfect masterpiece that transcends the current era!

This is not genius.

This is a god of technology walking among humans!

"Is it okay now?"

Lin Zhen withdrew his finger, looked at the two people's expressions of utter disbelief, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"Great, absolutely great!"

Elizabeth nodded frantically like a chick pecking at rice, her beautiful face filled with ecstasy and adoration. From this moment on, the Zhenyuan Fleet would become truly invincible!

She had even begun to imagine the look of utter despair on the faces of the proud Royal Navy when this invincible fleet, equipped with "God Mode," descended upon the Thames Estuary.

Her ambition was completely ignited at this moment; the small island of Southeast Asia could no longer satisfy her.

Go and conquer!

Conquer that vast expanse of stars and seas!

Skull Island, the ruins of an ancient battlefield.

The clanging of metal was already hoarse, and the shouts of battle were broken and intermittent by the wind.

Yue Fei and his 30,000-strong auxiliary army were besieged by the relentless skeleton army in this land of the dead for a day and a night. The battle situation could no longer be described as tragic but was pure despair.

These auxiliary soldiers had blood on their hands and ruthlessness in their hearts, but the little bit of military spirit that had just been forged under Yue Fei's iron-fisted training was now being ruthlessly crushed.

They were not facing living beings, they had no fear, they were tireless, and they did not understand death.

The swords slashed at the skeletons, only splattering a few pale bone fragments, but they couldn't stop the enemy's rusty bone swords from piercing the chests of their comrades. One after another, living soldiers fell, only to be trampled underfoot by more skeletons and turned into bloody mud.

"General! We can't hold on any longer!"

A one-armed vassal leader scrambled to Yue Fei's horse, his armor smeared with bits of flesh, his voice distorted with fear.

"These monstrous things are impossible to kill! More than five thousand brothers! Just like that, they're all gone!"

"If we keep fighting, we'll all be worn down and die here!"

His wailing was like a poison, instantly shattering the already crumbling defenses of the surrounding soldiers. Some lost their grip on their swords and began to retreat. Panic was spreading, and just as morale collapsed, Yue Fei made his move.

Without any warning, he drew the heavy horse-slaying saber from his waist.

A cold light flashed.

puff!

The one-armed leader's head flew into the air, his face still frozen in despair. Hot blood sprayed all over Yue Fei, making his bronze face look even more ferocious, like a demon from hell.

"Those who retreat will die!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like the cold wind of the far north, blowing into the bones of every soldier.

All retreating steps came to an abrupt halt. The soldiers stared in horror at the silent, mountain-like Eastern general. The shadow of death shifted from the undead legion in front of them to the demon-like man behind them.

They had nowhere to retreat.

"look at me."

Yue Fei slowly turned around, his hawk-like gaze sweeping over the pale faces.

"Who do you think you're fighting?"

"A bunch of skeletons?"

He sneered, his voice filled with utter contempt.

"wrong!"

"You're fighting against your past self! The self that was trampled into the mud by failure and humiliation, the self that even fed its dignity to the dogs!"

"Today, I, the commander, will stand here and watch you all as I personally retrieve the courage that belongs to a soldier from this pile of bones!"

The moment he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his saber high above his head, the blade reflecting the sunlight and stinging everyone's eyes.

"Follow me, charge!"

With a thunderous roar, he didn't look back again.

One person, one knife.

Like a thunderbolt cleaving through the chaos, he resolutely charged towards the desolate sea of ​​skeletons, his unwavering figure instantly imprinted in the eyes of all the vassal soldiers.

Fear and despair were forcibly torn open by this figure, replaced by a sense of worship and fervor. So the God of War really existed!

They are following an invincible legend who walks among men!

"kill--!!!"

The roar of 30,000 people converged into a torrent, closely following that lonely and majestic figure, launching a final charge towards death!

……

at the same time.

On the other side of Skull Island, by Mirror Lake.

Murong Yan sat upright on a piece of natural jade. Before her stood a thousand women rescued from the slave market, their eyes filled with hatred that could burn the world to ashes.

At this moment, all eyes were focused on that stunningly beautiful woman, filled with fervor and trust. She had given them a new life, and she had also given them the power of revenge.

"From this day forward, you are no longer slaves."

Murong Yan's clear, cold voice, carrying an undeniable air of authority, echoed distinctly by the lake.

"You are the most lethal daggers in my hands, codenamed 'Phoenix Guards'."