Chapter 19: Longevity I (2/2)

”Vital signs functioning, remove devices.”

”Start pumping glucose C6H12O6 and Epinephrine.”

”Vital signs stabilized.”

”Begin first round of electrical resuscitation.”

Zi! Zi! Thump.

”d.a.m.n.” My whole body was numb.

I slowly gained full consciousness.

Layer after layer of vehicle armor opened up and I slid out weakly onto the floor.

”Protect the Emperor,” the advisor ordered.

”Wait, this person is definitely unordinary,” the Emperor stated.

”Your Majesty is wise, but it's better to be safe,” the advisor replied.

I had all four limbs on the ground and was surrounded by golden-armored guards.

They pointed their halberds at me.

”Introduce yourself,” the Emperor ordered faintly.

”Me? You're asking me?” I raised my head with difficulty and spotted the Emperor on the stage.

Am I in a palace?

”Name yourself. How did you get inside the rock?”

I thought about it and figured the truth must be concealed.

”I've come from heaven.”

”Oh? You're an immortal? You do look the part. Raise your head and let me take a look.”

It was then that I realized that I had a long white mustache and that my work clothes were white from the nutrient fluids.

I raised my head higher.

”Do you have any immortal powers?” the emperor questioned.

I looked down at my wrinkled skin and touched my face.

Have I aged significantly?

I'm only 23, why have I become this way?

Right, my mission.

”Where am I?” I asked.

”How presumptuous of this immortal eh?” the advisor scoffed.

Looking at me, the Emperor ordered, ”How dare you disregard my question? Behead him!”

What?

My hand flew to my waist to retrieve the electric gun.

The guards were about to thrust their halberds at me.

Bang bang.

Two shots.

Electric sparks flew everywhere.

Silence filled the hall.

The guards immediately pulled back.

Five shots left. I coughed twice.

”Art of Lightning? Immortal indeed. Dare I ask for your name?” the Emperor started. He was afraid now.

I thought hard about what I should say.

”What's your name, Your Majesty?” I asked sternly in spite of my trembling hands.

”You're asking me? Hahaha, that's right, why would an immortal know my name? I'm Ying Zheng, the First Emperor of Qin.”

”Ying Zheng? The Ying Zheng that destroyed six nations?” I mumbled.

”What? Heaven knows about my achievements? Wait, six? I've only conquered five and I am just about to attack the state of Qi. Are you saying that I'll succeed?” the Emperor smiled merrily.

Five nations? It seemed like I was off by thirty years.

I absently fiddled with my mustache.

Or did I fall into a deep sleep upon arrival for thirty years?

I looked at the compa.s.s on my watch.

”Did the East experience any changes over the past few decades?”

”Answer his question, Advisor,” Emperor Qin instructed.

”Twenty years ago, in the East, outside where Penglai is situated, a big island was set ablaze and it burned on for three days and three nights. The sky was bright throughout that period... but what changes are you looking at?” the advisor asked.

Set ablaze? So the destructive light ray has already been released?

I collapsed.

Over before it started?

Is Man already done for?

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