164: Chapter 164 New System

Someone drew their saber and frantically hacked at the tables and chairs, their face twisted in a hideous expression.

Someone collapsed to the ground, howling soundlessly, the room filled with desperate, resentful, and maddened curses.

"We offered to surrender and concede, yet he still refuses to let us go! The Chinese are determined to wipe us out!"

"Since they won't let us live, then everyone will be buried with us! Destroy this Chinese land!"

The one-armed Colonel gasped for air, blood loss combined with rage causing his vision to blacken, yet he still dragged his broken body, stumbling toward the highest-level encrypted communication console.

His hands, trembling uncontrollably, dialed the highest priority direct line to the Japanese Army North China General Command. He gripped the receiver tightly, his voice distorted and hoarse, carrying the extreme madness of mutual destruction.

"General Command! The North China Third Division has been completely routed. The enemy leader is unyielding, directly rejecting all peace talks! Rejecting all ceasefire conditions!

Initiate the Grade A Doomsday Plan immediately!

Unseal the underground bacterial and viral repository across North China!

Deploy the triple virulent biological strains of plague, anthrax, and cholera across the entire region!

Disregard Empire troop casualties, disregard civilian casualties!

Spread all biological viruses to every village, city, and water source across North China!

I want this Chinese land to be buried with all the fallen soldiers of the Empire!!"

The encrypted order was confirmed immediately. Radio waves pierced through the airspace, heading straight for the secret biological command base behind the Japanese Army lines, where the base's red alert lights instantly lit up across the board.

Ding—

A gentle, clear System notification sound, as pleasant as coins dropping into a bag or a balance being credited, sounded softly and steadily in Mo Yufei's Sea of Consciousness.

It rang out continuously, one after another.

[Fear Value Collection System Friendly Reminder: Detected extreme fear emotions from a wide range of living beings; Fear Origin automatically collected and credited.]

[Fear Value (Universal Currency of this plane) credited in real-time: +11680!]

[Fear Value from unknown disaster of the common people in the occupied zone collected: +7920!]

[Fear Value from the near-death despair of the underground Japanese Invaders collected: +3260!]

[Fear Value from the instinctual fear of disease in injured exotic beasts collected: +5130!]

[Fear Value from the sense of crisis of our Chinese soldiers collected: +1090!]

[Current Fear Value balance: 29080!]

[System Authorization Explanation: Fear Value is the only exchange currency for this plane. The System Mall has opened exchange authorization for all categories of real-world goods in the current North China plane, with no category restrictions, no authorization locks, and no purchase limits.]

[Exchangeable categories: All types of infantry ordnance, large-caliber military heavy artillery, region-wide water purification agents, specialized antidotes for plague, anthrax, and cholera, and full sets of military supplies.

City defense building materials, aerial explosive ammunition, civilian food and livelihood supplies, full sets of disinfection and anti-poison consumables, frontline emergency medical supplies, communication equipment, transport vehicles, and all other items that truly exist in the real world.]

Gentle, soft, pale gold System subtitles slowly emerged in Mo Yufei's Sea of Consciousness. Each time Fear Value was credited, it was accompanied by a crisp, pleasant sound of coins dropping into a bag, with income and expenditure clearly and distinctly displayed.

Mo Yufei understood.

From the moment the Japanese Invaders felt fear, the common people felt panic, and the exotic beasts felt trepidation, this fear originating from the hearts of living beings became System currency belonging exclusively to him.

Mo Yufei noticed Benboba beside him. Seeing that he looked confused, he transmitted the System page into his Sea of Consciousness via the Soul link.

Benboba, with his ruffled feathers, tilted his head, his tone lazy yet insightful: "Oh ho, I'm familiar with that deposit sound! I heard it plenty of times before; it was always from those gullible customers at the pet shop!"

"This time the System is sending you big money, right? You can exchange it for any supplies in the real world."

In the trench, the group of remaining Chinese soldiers still felt heavy-hearted, inexplicably anxious and short of breath, everyone wearing a grave expression.

A young new recruit gripped his rifle tightly, looking at the dark horizon in the distance, and spoke in a low voice: "I feel incredibly anxious; I keep feeling like the devils are going to do something sinister and harmful, something to plague all the common people of our North China."

The one-armed veteran pressed against the bandages on his chest, his eyes cold and dark as he looked toward the underground Japanese Army command post: "When the devils lose, they resort to underhanded tricks. This bunch of animals never abides by morality!"

Inside the underground temporary command post of the Japanese Army, after the madness, extreme chill wrapped in fear tightly gripped every single Japanese Invader.

The one-armed Colonel who had issued the order to release the poison, after roaring the command for mutual destruction, suddenly froze, a fear deep in his marrow frantically devouring his mind.

Only at this moment did he suddenly realize.

Even if he released the virus across the entire region, he could never kill that Chinese youth standing atop the mountain of corpses and his group of exotic beasts.

The Colonel's legs went weak, and he stumbled back half a step. Blood flowed ceaselessly from his severed arm wound, and regret and fear grew wildly in his heart. A large amount of Fear Value belonging to a high-ranking officer was credited in bulk once again.

[Ding! A Japanese Invader Division Colonel is deeply terrified; Fear Value credited: +6800!]

[Current Fear Value balance: 35880!]

The Japanese Army soldiers huddled in the corner suffered a total breakdown, trembling all over, tears and snot streaming down their faces, trembling as they wailed to each other in Japanese, filled with the panic of fearing death.

"I don't want to die... I don't want to catch the virus, and I don't want to die in China..."

"That man is too terrifying; no matter what we do, we can't win against him..."

Fear Value from the rank-and-file Japanese Invaders was credited in batches, the crisp sound of deposits ringing incessantly in Mo Yufei's mind.

Mo Yufei lowered his eyes and tapped his fingertip against the Void Realm. The translucent, pale gold System Mall panel slowly unfolded.

Emergency medicine, gas masks, water purification equipment, heavy artillery, and other real-world supplies were dazzling in their variety, all available for unlimited exchange.

Mo Yufei raised his eyes and swept over the trench below.

What met his eyes was devastation.

Not a single one of the Chinese soldiers defending the line was unscathed.

Some had their arms pierced by bullets, wrapped in cloth strips over blackened scabs, their wounds inflamed and swollen.

Some had legs slashed by artillery fragments, flesh turned outward, only able to barely stand by leaning against the wall.

Others had heads and faces covered in burns and shrapnel wounds; the crude battlefield medicinal herbs had long since run out. Many severely wounded soldiers were pale, their breathing weak, wounds oozing pus and inflamed, only able to grit their teeth and endure the excruciating pain.

The main force of the Japanese Invaders was gone, but the pain in their bodies and the exhaustion they carried had not diminished in the slightest.

Mo Yufei's expression softened slightly as his mind sank into the pale gold System Mall panel.

With a thought, he directly selected the exchange.

[Ding! 18600 Fear Value consumed; exchange for a full set of real-world military medical supplies has been settled!]

[Exchange list: high-concentration anti-inflammatory drugs, burn ointment, sterile gauze bandages, saline solution, nutritional canned food for the wounded, anti-infection oral tablets—all are official military medical supplies from the real world of this plane.]

A sum of Fear Value was deducted, and the balance was updated in real-time.

[Current Fear Value balance: 17280]

Mo Yufei raised his arm, his fingertip pointing calmly toward a clean, empty patch of loess ground beside the trench, free of corpses or rubble.

[System has locked the delivery coordinates; supplies will land immediately.]

There were no spiritual light anomalies, no Spell radiance.

The next instant.

Clatter! A soft sound!

Piles of orderly military wooden crates, metal medical equipment boxes, and sealed medicine bags piled up out of thin air on the open ground without any warning, arranged neatly.

The boxes were stamped with clear battlefield Red Cross symbols. They were all military medical supplies, real and substantial, within arm's reach.

This scene was clearly witnessed by every Chinese soldier in the trench.

The soldiers who had been panting softly and enduring their pain suddenly froze.

Everyone's pupils constricted; they forgot the pain of their wounds, forgot the smell of blood around them, and stared straight at the massive amount of medicine and equipment that had appeared out of thin air on the open ground. The entire scene fell into dead silence.