HDRDTH -Chapter 113 Mr. Yu Never Jokes

“Let go! That’s the formation core of the town-water dragon pillar!”

Old Man An scrambled out of the reeds on the opposite bank, rolling and crawling. His broken straw hat had fallen into the muddy ground, and his dark purple face was filled with terror.

Yu Xian gripped the fishing rod handle tightly with both hands, his feet carving two deep trenches into the mud.

“Let go my ass!” Yu Xian gritted his teeth, veins popping on his forehead. “I’ve been sitting here for four hours. Even if it’s the Book of Life and Death itself, I’m pulling it up today and making a copy!”

Buzz!

The nine-yuan fiberglass fishing rod bent into an unbelievable sharp angle, letting out a strained groan.

Crash!

The water surface exploded.

But there was no splash.

Instead, the entire water level of Wild Boar Gully visibly collapsed downward in an instant.

A massive bronze beast head—over a meter in diameter and covered in thick green patina—was forcibly dragged out of the water.

Its eyes were wide open, fangs bared, a giant bronze ring hanging from its mouth. Yu Xian’s tiny size 1.5 hook was perfectly lodged in a crack of that ring.

Old Man An collapsed to his knees with a thud.

“Chiwen… Chiwen, the divine water-controlling beast left by Yu the Great!” he cried, tears streaming down his face as he clawed at the mud. “Young man! You pulled out the plug of Jiangcheng’s underground water veins!”

Yu Xian froze.

He looked at his undamaged fiberglass rod, then at the bronze beast head that easily weighed several hundred jin.

A gust of wind blew past, and his worldview began to collapse.

“Old man, can you be a bit scientific?” Yu Xian broke down, tossing the rod aside. “My main line is 1.5 nylon! The leader line is 0.8! How the hell does it pull up hundreds of kilos of bronze? Even Newton’s coffin is about to burst open!”

Old Man An knelt in the mud, staring at Yu Xian like he was a deity.

“Scientific? You’re talking to me about science?” he shouted, trembling as he pointed at the bronze beast head. “This Chiwen has been submerged for three thousand years and fused with the earth’s veins! It’s your high-dimensional energy that triggered geomagnetic resonance and made it rise on its own!”

He swallowed hard, eyes burning with fanaticism.

“Yesterday, when you retracted your killing aura, I knew you weren’t ordinary. You’re not fishing—you’re reshaping the dragon veins of Huaxia!”

Yu Xian covered his face with both hands and sighed deeply.

Reshaping dragon veins my ass.

I just hooked an earthworm.

At the same time, Beijing Military Command Center.

A piercing top-level air-raid alarm suddenly echoed through the hall.

“Report!” a technician shouted hoarsely, typing frantically. “Wild Boar Gully in western Jiangcheng—geomagnetic field anomaly detected! The peak has exceeded instrument limits!”

Chu Feng rushed to the main screen.

On it, the coordinate of Wild Boar Gully was flashing a blinding red. Concentric electromagnetic waves were spreading outward like ripples, heading toward the East China Sea.

“Emergency from the Geological Bureau!” another soldier stood up. “The entire Jiangcheng underground water network flow is reversing! An enormous crustal energy is surging eastward along the water veins!”

Chu Feng sucked in a sharp breath.

He knew that coordinate too well.

Old General Li, leaning on his cane, stepped forward and stared at the spreading energy waves with deep eyes.

“Chu Feng, do you remember what Mr. Yu replied after receiving that 1 billion USD transfer from Sonic Entertainment yesterday?” he asked gravely.

“Yes!” Chu Feng stood straight. “He said: ‘One cent missing, and I’ll flatten your headquarters tomorrow!’”

“Exactly.” Old General Li slammed his cane heavily. “That was sent to the top-secret intelligence line of Tokyo’s command center of the Great Japanese Empire!”

Chu Feng’s pupils contracted violently.

“You mean…”

“Mr. Yu never jokes,” Old General Li said, pointing at the red line on the screen stretching toward the East Sea. “Sonic cleansing was just an appetizer. He is now using fishing to manipulate Huaxia’s dragon veins. Through geomagnetic resonance, he intends to trigger a magnitude 9 earthquake in Tokyo from across the sea!”

Tears streamed down Old General Li’s face.

“Warfare without bloodshed—this is the ultimate deterrence of a national strategist!”

Chu Feng snapped a salute, eyes red.

“Order all fleets of the East Sea Navy to enter Level One combat readiness!” he roared into the comms system. “Prepare for tsunami response in case Tokyo sinks! Do not allow any interference with Mr. Yu’s strategic deployment!”

Wild Boar Gully, abandoned quarry.

Yu Xian squatted in the mud, rubbing his temples irritably.

Most of the water in the pit had drained away, exposing dark sludge beneath. The bronze beast head lay quietly in the mud, exuding a thousand years of earthy smell.

“Da Fu, go remove the hook,” Yu Xian waved impatiently. “This place is useless. Not even a proper fish. We’re going home.”

Wang Dafu carried the net and carefully stepped through the mud.

Just as he reached toward the bronze ring in the beast’s mouth—

Crack.

A sharp metallic breaking sound echoed across the quarry.

Wang Dafu fell straight into the mud in shock.

The ancient bronze beast head suddenly opened its mouth in an unnatural way.

A perfectly square, black metal box slid out from deep inside its throat and dropped into the mud with a thud.

Old Man An froze.

Yu Xian froze too.

The box had no rust, no corrosion—just a cold, industrial sheen that didn’t belong to this era.

And in the center of it was a striking crimson emblem.

A sixteen-petal chrysanthemum.

The top-secret military seal of Imperial Japan from World War II.

Yu Xian stared at it, his eye twitching violently.

A two-thousand-year-old water-controlling beast from Yu the Great… had just vomited out a WWII enemy military box?

“Old man,” Yu Xian turned to Old Man An, who was still kneeling beside him, and asked through gritted teeth, “Is this also part of the Huaxia dragon veins?”

Old Man An opened his mouth.

“Uh… uh… uh…” he stammered, unable to form a single word.

At that moment—

A faint red light suddenly lit up on the black metal box.

Beep—

A sharp electronic tone echoed from inside.

Then a mechanical female voice, speaking in stiff Mandarin, announced:

“High-dimensional biological magnetic field detected. ‘Yellow Springs’ Project—final countdown initiated. Ten… nine…”