Mu Lin’s target was another submarine. He had already made up his mind; this time, he wasn’t going to let these warships escape. Now that he had openly clashed with the Y country’s government, it had become a life-or-death struggle between them.
The first time, Mu Lin miscalculated his landing spot, but fortunately, he activated his full spiritual energy and avoided getting soaked like a drowned rat. This time, he silently halted atop the submarine. Dodging the sentry on the bridge, Mu Lin quietly searched for a spot to infiltrate inside.
This submarine had surfaced because its military mission was simple and already completed, which allowed Mu Lin to easily reach its deck. If these two nuclear submarines had been submerged, Mu Lin wouldn’t have been able to approach them so effortlessly—at the very least, it would have cost him significant effort.
On this submarine, identical to the previous one, Mu Lin quickly located the computer control room. He planned to use the same method as last time. However, since his first attempt had deviated from the target, costing him some time, he needed to hurry now. The self-initiated attack he had set on the first submarine was timed for ten minutes, and his window was rapidly closing.
He extended his spiritual senses as a perimeter alarm and began operating with full concentration. Thanks to his previous experience, this time he was much more skilled and quickly nearing completion.
Suddenly, several figures entered Mu Lin’s spiritual sensing area. They were heading straight for the computer room where he was. Mu Lin extended his spiritual energy to intercept them while accelerating his operation.
Mu Lin’s target was another submarine. He had already made up his mind—this time, he wasn’t planning to let these warships escape. Since he had already clashed with the Y government, it was now a fight to the death between them.
The first time, Mu Lin missed his mark, but fortunately, he channeled his full spiritual energy to avoid ending up drenched like a drowned rat. This time, he landed silently on the submarine. Dodging the sentries on the bridge, he quietly found a spot to infiltrate the vessel.
This submarine had surfaced because its military objective was simple and the mission had already been completed, allowing Mu Lin to board it with ease. If the two nuclear submarines had been submerged, approaching them so effortlessly would have been impossible—it would have taken Mu Lin a great deal more effort.
On this submarine, identical to the previous one, Mu Lin quickly located the computer control room. He intended to use the same method as before. However, since his initial misstep had cost him some time, he now had to work faster. The automatic attack he had set on the first submarine was scheduled in ten minutes, and time was running out.
Releasing his psychic energy as a warning system, Mu Lin focused intently on his task. Thanks to his prior experience, he worked with practiced ease and was nearly finished.
Just then, several figures suddenly intruded into his psychic detection zone, charging straight toward the computer control room. Mu Lin extended his spiritual energy to intercept them while hastening to complete his operation.
To his surprise, the intruders quickly broke through his spiritual barrier. “Hah! After all this time, I finally meet some decent fighters,” Mu Lin muttered to himself, his fingers flying over the keyboard.
With a satisfied clap, he finally finished. Rising from his seat, he stepped out of the control room to face the approaching group.
Seeing Mu Lin emerge, the men halted in their tracks.
“Who are you? Why are you on our Y nation’s warship? What do you want?” demanded a burly man with a thick beard at the front.
“Who am I? Don’t you already know?” Mu Lin replied with a mocking smile. “I’m the owner of the yacht you sank without cause. What do you think I’m doing here? Should I say I came for a tour?”
He knew they were stalling, waiting for reinforcements. But this suited him just fine—he had set the submarine’s attack sequence to activate in three minutes. The indiscriminate assault from both submarines would catch them completely off guard, throwing them into chaos.
“Dr. Daniel Mu… is that you?” the man feigned uncertainty.
“Hah! What do you think?” Mu Lin played along. As he studied them, he noticed their expressions shifting to excitement. Then he realized—they were all wearing radio communicators. His conversation with them was being broadcast, meaning more skilled fighters were likely on their way.
Once they confirmed Mu Lin’s identity, their excitement turned to wariness. They tightened their formation, bracing for his attack.
At that moment, dazzling flashes erupted from the distant frigates. Through the submarine’s portholes, it looked like massive fireworks, followed by deafening explosions that reverberated through the hull. The shockwaves rocked the submarine violently.
The men opposite Mu Lin paled. Though still wary of him, they couldn’t help but demand answers about what was happening outside.
Before they could finish, the submarine itself shuddered under a series of thunderous blasts. Mu Lin knew—the six missile launchers had just fired.
Then, the two nearby frigates erupted in blinding flames. The intense light seared through the portholes, forcing everyone to shut their eyes.
The explosions that followed were deafening, their shockwaves rattling the submarine even more violently. The resulting waves sent the vessel into further turmoil.
A shrill alarm blared throughout the submarine, sending the crew scrambling to their stations. The men facing Mu Lin grew increasingly grim. Finally, the bearded leader lost his temper, brandishing his sword as he charged.
“You damned, treacherous yellow swine! This is all your doing! Our four frigates have been attacked by submarines—now they’re crippled, with countless casualties! This is your handiwork!”
Strangely, Mu Lin felt no anger now. Instead, he studied the man’s attack with interest. The bearded man’s greatsword pulsed with energy, though he hadn’t mastered it yet—its full power remained untapped.
Mu Lin sent a strand of spiritual energy to block the strike, but the sword sliced through it effortlessly, severing the connection. The others swiftly followed up, hurling fireballs, water blades, wind slashes, and ice daggers at him.
Caught off guard, Mu Lin was stunned. He surged his spiritual energy, splitting it into multiple strands to entangle his attackers while countering with his own ability—an electric net.
But one of them, dressed like a priest, quickly raised a cross. Muttering an incantation, he halted Mu Lin’s electric net mere inches above their heads. Sparks crackled menacingly, yet the attack couldn’t reach them.
With a clap of his hands, he finally finished. Rising from his seat, Mu Lin stepped out of the computer room to meet the approaching figures.
Seeing Mu Lin exit the computer room, the group rushing toward it stopped and faced him.
“Who are you? Why are you on our Y country’s warship? What exactly do you want?” asked a burly man with a full beard leading the group.
“Do you really not know who I am? I’m the owner of the yacht you Y country sank without cause. Tell me, why would I come to your yacht? Do you expect me to say I’m here for a tour?” Mu Lin replied with a smile, his tone laced with sarcasm.
He knew they were stalling for time, waiting for reinforcements. But this suited Mu Lin just fine—he had set the submarine’s attack countdown for three minutes later. When the time came, the indiscriminate attacks from both submarines would catch them completely off guard, leaving them in chaos.
“Dr. Daniel Mu! Is that really you?” the other side feigned uncertainty.
“Haha! What do you think?” Mu Lin pretended to be clueless. Observing them carefully now, he noticed their faces had begun to show excitement. Then he realized—they all carried radio transceivers. His conversation with them had already been transmitted via radio, and more of their elite fighters were likely on their way.
Once they confirmed Mu Lin’s identity, their expressions shifted from excitement to alertness. They drew closer together, clearly preparing for any sudden attack from him.
At that moment, in the distance, the frigate suddenly emitted several dazzling flashes of light. Through the submarine’s porthole, it looked as if a grand fireworks display was happening outside, followed shortly by several deafening explosions that reverberated through the submarine. The shockwaves caused the submarine Mu Lin was on to shake violently.
The group’s faces changed dramatically. Though still on guard against Mu Lin, they couldn’t help but start asking what was happening outside.
Before they could finish their questions, Mu Lin’s submarine suddenly emitted several loud booms, followed by intense shaking. Mu Lin knew it was the six missile launchers on board firing six missiles.
Almost immediately, the two frigates near Mu Lin’s submarine also erupted in brilliant flashes of fire. The proximity caused the intense light to pierce through the portholes, forcing people to instinctively shut their eyes.
Then came the thunderous explosions, their shockwaves penetrating the thick hull of the submarine, causing it to shake even more violently. The waves from the explosions made the submarine sway even more intensely.
Immediately, a shrill alarm echoed throughout the submarine. The crew scrambled to their stations in panic. The expressions of the men facing Mu Lin grew increasingly grim. Finally, the bearded leader couldn’t hold back his curses anymore, brandishing his sword and charging at Mu Lin.
“You damned, despicable yellow pig! This is all your doing! Our four frigates were attacked by the submarine and are now severely damaged, with countless casualties onboard. This is all your doing, you filthy pig!”
In this situation, Mu Lin remained surprisingly calm. He began observing the man’s attack with interest. The broadsword the bearded man wielded seemed to carry a certain force, but it was clear he hadn’t yet mastered it fully, failing to unleash its full potential.
Mu Lin sent out a stream of spiritual energy to block the attack, but with a single slash of the sword, the opponent easily severed the stream, cutting off Mu Lin’s connection to it. Then, the other men quickly launched fireballs, water swords, wind blades, and ice daggers, all aimed at Mu Lin.
Caught off guard, Mu Lin was greatly startled. He surged his spiritual energy and quickly dispatched more streams to entangle them while simultaneously unleashing his electric net ability to counterattack.
One of the men in the group, resembling a priest, quickly pulled out a cross. As he began chanting incantations, Mu Lin’s electric net halted just a few inches above their heads, sparking violently with apparent strength, yet completely unable to strike them.
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