Chapter 946 - 487: Century-Old Grudge (Part 2)
Erin suddenly grabbed her husband’s arm and said with a tone full of longing, "Honey, the baby is sleeping, why don’t we just have a child now?"
Ha Xiaofu knew very well that his wife was in a highly excited state.
He was a bit puzzled, how could one get excited watching the official response to the tsunami?
Women are so strange!
He could not refuse his wife’s request, so he had no choice but to say bravely, "Alright!"
But as a man, he couldn’t say no at times like these.
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Crossing twelve thousand kilometers to the northeast.
The capital of Ying Sang Kingdom, the city of Pingjing, was shrouded in a heavy cloak of night.
Due to power supply restrictions, the city’s lighting density was far less than before the Age of Calamity.
This was quite normal.
After all, looking at the entire world, only Eastern Great Xia had ample power supplies, now even consuming more than 2.5 times of pre-Age of Calamity.
"Sha! Sha!"
Fine rain threads drifted down from the night sky.
After the cold snap temporarily subsided, Ying Sang Kingdom was affected by warm and humid air currents, resulting in more rainy days than dry ones.
Yang Fan held a black umbrella in his left hand, walking alone on the slightly waterlogged street, heading towards an old single-family house ahead.
It was now nine in the evening.
Poisonous Mosquitoes had become active again, shuttling through the darkness, lurking in water for potential prey, making Ying Sang People unseen on the streets.
Soon.
Yang Fan reached the door, leisurely put away the black umbrella, and gently knocked on the door.
"Knock! Knock!"
He said very fluently in Ying Sang language, "Is Mr. Sato at home?"
Footsteps sounded from inside the door, followed by a somewhat tense male voice asking, "Who are you?"
Yang Fan calmly told a lie, "Mr. Sato, I am from Pingjing’s Special Investigation Division. I saw the strange dream you had online, so I came to inquire about it."
A second later.
"Creak!"
The door opened.
A thin figure, with a face pale due to malnutrition, appeared behind the door.
It was Sato Taiichi.
Before the Age of Calamity, Ying Sang Kingdom was suffering from severe aging problems. Three years of disasters brought the country’s population down from over 120 million to just over 100 million, and since most of the deceased were elderly, the aging issue somewhat alleviated.
Ying Sang’s official stance was clear: the likelihood of young people awakening superpowers was greater; they were the future, hence increased welfare for them.
Individuals like Sato Taiichi, without much ability or knowledge, known as the "waste generation," were given jobs by the officials to sustain themselves.
But just barely enough to survive, as high prices led to Mr. Sato’s malnourished appearance.
It was a normal situation.
The case in Great Xia, where everyone could eat their fill, was merely an exception, completely non-representative.
Sato Taiichi looked behind Yang Fan and asked a bit disappointedly, "Is it just you from the Special Investigation Division?"
Fewer people meant less attention, and less attention implied fewer benefits from the officials.
Yang Fan smiled warmly, "The Special Investigation Division has a fixed procedure, and after verifying things, I’ll report if it’s real, and then I’m sure the director will highly value it."
Sato Taiichi brightened up, "Please come in."
At this moment.
"Clap! Clap!"
Footsteps echoed from inside the box.
Another young man in a uniform holding a black umbrella, somewhat short in stature, walked to the entrance of the single-family house.
Yang Fan saw the short man.
Sato Taiichi seemed unaware.
Yang Fan smiled and stepped inside the house.
"Bang!"
The door closed.
The short man stood at the door and shouted, "Is Mr. Sato there?"
The person shouted several times, knocked on the door a few more times, but received no response.
The short man, a bit unwilling, reached for the door handle intending to use power to open the door.
"Buzz～"
The buzzing of Poisonous Mosquito wings suddenly came from above.
The short man’s expression changed, and he immediately turned around, pressing his back against the door.
He was puzzled because he was wearing a mosquito repellent bracelet imbued with supernatural powers, which should make Poisonous Mosquitoes stay away from a dozen meters away. How could one be flying over?
"Buzz～"
The sound grew louder.
The short man suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis and punched with all his strength to the right, the power compressing the air with a "pop" sound.
Because his intuition told him that the wing flapping sound from above was a false illusion, the real Poisonous Mosquito was approaching from the right.
On the other hand, if the Poisonous Mosquito could deceive targets with illusions, it was undoubtedly a terrifying mutated Poisonous Mosquito.
The next moment.
Fear filled the short man’s eyes.
Because he heard an extremely faint wing flapping sound coming from the left.
This was clearly the real Poisonous Mosquito.
His usually infallible intuition was wrong this time!
A moment later.
A proboscis sharper than a steel needle precisely pierced the short man’s left temple.
His eyes showed extreme pain.
His body erupted with numerous boils of varying sizes, which rapidly swelled and then burst, oozing foul-smelling green pus.
In just a few seconds.
The short man disappeared without a trace, leaving only a puddle of foul-smelling pus.
"Buzz~"
The buzzing of the Poisonous Mosquito’s wings swiftly faded away.
Inside the room.
Yang Fan sat on the sofa and asked, "Mr. Sato, in the past five or six days, have you been having the same dream where a massive earthquake erupted in a trench near the kingdom, triggering a tsunami tens of meters high that swept across the kingdom’s coastline. Is that correct?"
Sato Taiichi nodded vigorously, "Yes."
He couldn’t help but say, "The dream felt very real, and I saw many details. I believe it’s an inspiration given to me by a supernatural power."
Yang Fan nodded and said, "According to your description on the internet, and comparing it to maps, it’s likely the ’Southern Trench.’
"Actually, more than a decade ago, geological experts in our country confirmed through research that the probability of an 8 to 9-level massive earthquake occurring in the Southern Trench within the next thirty years is as high as 80%.
"The earthquake could trigger a 30-meter tsunami, directly threatening the coastal regions of our country near the Taihao Ocean, with an estimated death toll of no less than 300,000, and coastal towns could become ruins.
"Now that Canglan Star has suddenly entered an active earthquake period, with five earthquakes above level 7 occurring globally, the probability of an earthquake in the Southern Trench happening soon may increase to over 95%."
Sato Taiichi, upon hearing this, became more certain of his dream: "The damage caused by the tsunami in my dream was even greater, and the death toll was definitely not just 300,000."
He paused for a moment and then said seriously, "The earthquake will break out tomorrow night, and we don’t have much time left. I hope the kingdom can evacuate the residents along the Taihao Ocean coast as soon as possible."
Yang Fan solemnly said, "This dream is very important to the kingdom. I will immediately request Chief Dongxiang to come over."
Sato Taiichi couldn’t suppress a smile, "Much appreciated!"
The reason this guy was so eager to report was that if the tsunami was confirmed, he, as the predictor, would receive unimaginable benefits.
Yang Fan extended his right hand, "Mr. Sato, on behalf of the Special Investigation Section, I thank you for your significant contribution to the kingdom."
Sato Taiichi extended his right hand as well, smiling somewhat humbly, "It’s my duty."
As he finished speaking.
A proboscis like a steel needle pierced the back of Sato Taiichi’s head, and he quickly turned into pus.
Yang Fan stepped back a few steps, took out the short man’s phone, opened the work software of the Special Investigation Section, and typed a line: "Confirmed as a rumor!"
He then promptly applied for a two-day leave, moved his right hand slightly, and the phone turned into powder.
Yang Fan chuckled softly, "Changing history is actually that simple."
In his dream realm.
After Sato Taiichi reported the premonition from his dream, it received significant attention from the Ying Sang authorities, the Ying Sang People immediately started a comprehensive evacuation process and even prepared several supernatural weapons in advance to combat the tsunami.
In the end, the death toll in the Ying Sang Kingdom did not exceed 1,000 people, and much property was preserved.
But he made a slight intervention at a critical point, and history silently deviated from its original path.
Yang Fan turned and walked toward the door, muttering softly, "A knife, is it?"
In Sato Taiichi’s dream, there was a crucial detail where this guy dreamt of a Ying Sang military knife every time.
For the Great Xia People, such a weapon style was too familiar.
Because during the war more than half a century ago, the Ying Sang military knife had decapitated countless Great Xia People.
From the standpoint of Great Xia, this was truly a century-old grudge, and now amidst the major shift of the Superpower Era, it was time to settle the score.
Yang Fan immediately had a hypothesis: "The World Will of the Ying Sang Kingdom might be related to this military knife, and Sato Taiichi very likely encountered the knife recently and was chosen by it to become the prophet."