29: Chapter 29 Global Upheaval

Qin Shuangyue, who had been standing silently behind Su Yun like an invisible person, now had a sharp glint flash in her eyes.

Without any unnecessary words, she quickly tapped a few times on the tactical terminal around her wrist.

"Retrieving 'Heavenly Eye' System playback data... Performing deep spectral analysis... Excluding wave interference... Excluding electromagnetic pulse interference..."

As her cool voice reported, a faint blue beam of light shot out from the terminal, projecting a complex three-dimensional holographic geological cross-section in the center of the antique living room.

It showed the deep geological structure of Longya Island and the surrounding sea area.

In the diagram, the crustal plates, which should have appeared a stable gray-blue in geology, were currently displaying a terrifying dark red. Deep within the asthenosphere, about thirty kilometers underground, a bizarre point of light was flashing wildly.

"This is..." Long Yi frowned deeply.

"Commander, National Scholar Su, please look here."

Qin Shuangyue swiped her fingers through the air, instantly magnifying the light spot.

It could be seen that the light spot was not stationary; it was contracting and expanding with extreme regularity—contracting, then expanding. Every beat drove the surrounding hundreds of millions of tons of magma and rock into resonance.

"This is the anomalous fluctuation captured by the underground sensors at the exact moment the 'gods hammer' contacted the sea surface just now."

"Data shows that before the probe had even fully released its kinetic energy, the mantle layer beneath Longya Island pulsed violently first. This waveform... it doesn't resemble geological movement; it's more like..."

She paused briefly, seemingly searching for the right vocabulary, finally uttering four words: "A heartbeat."

A heartbeat?

The Earth's heartbeat?

Su Yun and Long Yi exchanged a look.

The situation seemed to have suddenly become complicated.

Just then.

Ding.

A crisp clinking sound suddenly rang out.

The lid of the purple clay teapot, which had been placed steadily on the solid wood coffee table, jumped slightly for no apparent reason, colliding with the body of the pot to make a brittle sound.

Immediately following, the surface of the Dark Robe tea soup in Su Yun's cup, which had been as calm as a mirror, began to show rapid and dense ripples. The patterns grew increasingly chaotic until the tea splashed over the rim of the cup.

Rumble——

A very low-frequency muffled sound, like distant thunder rolling across the horizon, or a giant beast turning over underground, transmitted directly through the building's steel frame to everyone's soles.

"Earthquake?" Long Yi suddenly stood up, but he quickly dismissed his own judgment.

The foundation here was built to withstand nuclear blasts; a normal earthquake could never cause this physical sensation.

Beep beep beep—!!!

The military tactical tablet in Qin Shuangyue's hand suddenly erupted with a piercing alarm.

"What's going on?!" Long Yi asked in a deep voice.

Qin Shuangyue glanced at the tablet, her eyes suddenly shrinking. She didn't even have time to unlock the tablet; she directly activated emergency permissions and forced the screen to project onto the large screen facing the living room.

"It's not an earthquake... Commander, it's a global alert!"

"Emergency military intelligence! The global monitoring network has maxed out! Just now... twenty-seven critical geological nodes across the entire world simultaneously detected ultra-high-energy eruptions!"

The large screen lit up.

The blue map originally representing the world's layout had now turned into a hellish scroll that made one's scalp tingle. Blinding red alert points, like erupting measles, instantly stained all five continents.

As the screen switched, the first real-time satellite image returned was from across the ocean.

Yellowstone National Park, known as the "Powder Keg of North America" and a super Forbidden Ground.

The once colorful Grand Prismatic Spring was gone. A massive crater looked as if it had been torn open by sharp claws extending from Hell. What erupted was no longer gentle geothermal steam, but a column of pitch-black smoke over two kilometers in diameter. The smoke, carrying hundreds of millions of tons of volcanic ash, shot straight up tens of thousands of meters like a rampaging Black Dragon, instantly piercing the troposphere.

What made the scalp tingle even more was that countless dark red, bizarre lightning bolts were mixed within the dense black smoke. Those lightning bolts did not travel in straight lines but twisted and danced wildly within the black clouds like venomous snakes seeking to devour people. Every flash illuminated the surrounding primeval forest, turning it to ash for hundreds of miles.

Even through the screen, the suffocating feeling of world-destroying power rushed forth.

The view shifted to the Japanese Archipelago.

Mount Fuji, revered as a sacred peak by the locals, was undergoing an apocalyptic disaster.

The eternal white snow collapsed and evaporated in an instant, revealing a hideous, scorched mountainside. Scarlet, scalding magma flowed down the perfectly conical mountain, resembling bloody tears streaming from a demon's eyes. Everything withered in its path.

The Aokigahara Sea of Trees at the foot of the mountain, the legendary suicide holy site, was instantly ignited by this hellfire surging from underground. Flames soared into the sky, and a sea of fire stretching for hundreds of miles burned half the sky crimson. Piercing air-raid sirens echoed across the entire archipelago. Countless people were awakened from their sleep by this doomsday scene, their cries of panic completely drowned out by the roar of exploding magma.

Next was the African continent.

The Eye of the Sahara, known as the "Eye of the Earth," experienced an unexpected collapse in its center—a desert that had been silent for a thousand years.

Hundreds of millions of tons of yellow sand poured into the bottomless giant pit like flowing water. In the endless abyss, a faint blue beam of light shot straight toward the sky, instantly dyeing the clouds above an eerie cobalt blue. As seen from the satellite cloud map, it looked like a giant eye—cold, merciless, and filled with divine indifference—staring coldly into the depths of the Universe through the atmosphere.

Finally, Antarctica.

The image showed a heart-stopping black fissure, like an ugly scar stretching across the entire Antarctic continental shelf. The ice sheet, thousands of meters thick, groaned in despair under immense force, crumbling and fracturing. Icebergs as massive as mountains slid into the ocean, stirring up frigid tsunamis hundreds of meters high. That ancient and violent roar emanating from deep underground caused people to tremble to their very bones, even through the satellite audio collectors tens of thousands of kilometers away.

For a time, disasters were no longer isolated incidents but connected into a net of destruction.

Alarms blared across the five continents, and red light illuminated every landmass. The feeling conveyed was as if the Blue Star, having slept for eons, had finally exhausted its last shred of patience, opened its indifferent eyes, and ushered in the true Judgment Day.

Long Yi stared at the tragic scenes unfolding, silent for a long time.

This old man, who had spent his life in military service, experienced countless storms, and remained composed even when Mount Tai collapsed before him, now felt an unprecedented chill rush straight up to the crown of his head along his spine.

He leaned his hands on the rosewood table and murmured:

"The storm is coming..."