Amidst the raging wind, lightning raged.
Boom!
Everyone saw a bolt of lightning strike down on a small island not far away.
The lightning exploded like TNT.
The sound made everyone's ears go numb.
However, this was not the most horrifying thing.
What was horrifying was that after the lightning dissipated, the small island had vanished.
Yes, it had simply, mysteriously disappeared.
As if it had never been there!
"This... how is this possible!"
Seeing this scene on the island, everyone, from the leaders of various nations to their soldiers, was stunned.
They rubbed their eyes in disbelief, unable to comprehend how a small island could vanish before their eyes.
It was a small island a hundred kilometers square!
And it just disappeared under a bolt of lightning?
This was a strike from Ao Yuan, who was on the island. If that lightning had struck a city, what would the consequences be?
One could imagine that even ten thousand people wouldn't be able to withstand that single bolt of lightning!
Hiss~
Thinking of this, everyone's faces changed.
Rumble!
Thunder continued to rumble in the sky.
Looking up at the lightning gathering in the dark clouds, everyone felt a chill.
If... more lightning were to fall, what would be the visual impact?
If...
A bolt of lightning happened to strike their island, would the island still be there?
It probably wouldn't exist, would it?
If the island didn't exist, would they still be alive?
All sorts of thoughts surfaced in their minds. They looked at Ao Yuan again, their previous arrogance gone, their faces filled with dread.
Ao Yuan, however, seemed oblivious, letting the lightning continue to rumble in the sky.
His gaze swept over the leaders of each nation, a playful smile on his lips.
His eyes seemed to ask, who would dare to be the first to challenge him?
The leaders of each nation trembled, inwardly cursing John Crison of the Beautiful Country a thousand times.
With Ao Yuan's display, how could they dare to say anything?
Indeed, if they joined forces, they might be able to kill Ao Yuan.
But in return, Ao Yuan could easily destroy the capital of a nation with a single bolt of lightning.
And once a capital was destroyed, that nation would surely descend into chaos, even disintegration.
Who could guarantee that before they killed Ao Yuan, several nations would have to accompany him in death?
And would their own nation be among them?
"Ao Yuan, I think we need to talk again!"
Thinking this, several leaders of nations could no longer hold back, swallowing hard and speaking out.
"Things are not without room for maneuver!"
"Fuck!"
John Crison, seeing the leaders of several nations suddenly betraying him, was so angry that he cursed out loud, disregarding his status.
But the leaders of the various nations acted as if they hadn't heard him, continuing to speak amongst themselves.
It wasn't that they didn't respect John Crison.
It was that at this moment.
Their fear of Ao Yuan far surpassed their respect for the Beautiful Country.
For the Beautiful Country to deal with them, they needed a legitimate reason to avoid criticism.
But Ao Yuan had no such scruples.
If he was displeased, the consequences would be unbearable for them.
After all, not every nation on Blue Star was as powerful as the Beautiful Country.
"Sorry, I lost my temper just now!"
Hearing their conciliatory words, Ao Yuan didn't press further, but a smile lifted his dragon face.
Seeing Ao Yuan's smile, the leaders of the nations wore expressions that were more bitter than tears.
Look, were these words spoken by a human?
If he was like this when he "lost his temper," what would happen if he really intended to kill someone!
However, thinking that Ao Yuan was a beast, they didn't dwell on it further, only hoping that Ao Yuan would leave quickly, and the farther the better.
"It's just that I heard there was an alliance here intending to deal with me?"
Just then, Ao Yuan frowned and said again.
His tone was calm, as if he didn't care much.
But in the sky.
The thunderous explosions grew even more violent.
"No, there's nothing like that."
"We were just having a gathering here!"
"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave!"
The leaders of several nations felt a jolt in their hearts and quickly responded.
If they were thinking of dealing with Ao Yuan now, they must have been hit by a car.
"That's good," Ao Yuan nodded and didn't delve deeper, changing the subject, "But I remember you promised something before."
"Did you forget?"
At these words, everyone's expression stiffened.
It was clear they knew what Ao Yuan was referring to.
It was the agreement that if he dealt with the monsters in the Pacific, he would be given fifty percent of their grain.
Giving up fifty percent of their nation's grain was worse than killing them.
After all, this was enough to shake the foundation of a nation.
If they could, they would naturally refuse.
As they were considering refusing, the leader of the Kangaroo Country's eyes flickered, and he jumped out first, saying, "We already agreed on this, how could I possibly forget."
"Tomorrow... no, tonight, I will gather sixty percent of the grain and send it to your territory."
"The extra ten percent will be my apology to you!"
Ao Yuan glanced at him and nodded with satisfaction, "You are very good."
"Then shall I go back and gather the grain now?" the leader of the Kangaroo Country asked tentatively.
With Ao Yuan's nod, the leader of the Kangaroo Country didn't look back and boarded his private jet, leaving.
This made the other leaders on the island gnash their teeth in anger.
Was he that spineless?
He just ran off?
And voluntarily offered an extra ten percent of the grain??
Despite their grumbling, they quickly made their promises on the surface.
In the end, almost all the leaders of the countries on the island promised to give Ao Yuan sixty percent of their grain.
Some of the wealthier nations even offered to give seventy percent.
Ao Yuan accepted them all and then sent them on their way, telling them to go back to their respective homes and families.
Finally.
Only the leaders of the Beautiful Country, the Fusang Country, and the Bangzi Country remained on the island.
"You want to deal with me?"
Ao Yuan's pupils stared at Sanben Yitian, his claws twitching slightly.
"No... there's no such thing." Sanben Yitian stammered, his expression as if he had eaten a fly.
"If there isn't, then that's good." Ao Yuan nodded lightly and then looked at Han Yibang, "I heard you refused to send me grain and wanted to rally others to deal with me?"
"No, no, no."
Han Yibang was sweating profusely. Seeing that Sanben Yitian had already surrendered, how could he dare to say anything?
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he forced a smile, "I've actually been gathering grain for a long time."
"It's just bad luck with the weather, we had a sudden heavy rain in our country which caused a delay."
"Oh."
Ao Yuan nodded and continued to ask, "Then when will the Bangzi Country's grain be delivered?"
"One month." Han Yibang said cautiously, seeing Ao Yuan's brows furrow slightly.
He quickly corrected himself, "Seven days, give me seven days, and I can definitely gather it!"
"That's more like it."
Ao Yuan nodded, his gaze falling on John Crison, who had remained silent!
His eyes turned cold. Towards the Beautiful Country.
Both in his past life and now, he had an extreme aversion to it.