The Spell's Range Covers the Entire Territory of China? Hand It Over to the Nation

32: Chapter 32 Skill: Bloodline UnityThe air inside the Kunlun Palace was somewhat heavy.

Although the command for ’Returning to the Nest’ had been issued, and the Aura that demanded the return of people, even if it meant overturning the heavens, had been fully displayed, the practical problems before them would not automatically resolve themselves just because of a few passionate words.

Qin Shuangyue’s tactical tablet in her hand was almost poked to shreds. Data streams cascaded across the screen, finally freezing on a blinding mess of garbled characters.

She quietly stopped moving and said, ”Eighty percent of the global communication base stations are paralyzed. The recent geomagnetic storm has turned the ionosphere into a complete mess, and satellite signals are intermittent. Evacuating our citizens overseas now is like groping around on the edge of a cliff while blindfolded.”

On the map, the dots representing overseas consulates and assembly points were black. This meant they were out of contact.

This was not as simple as just losing the signal to post on social media.

In this kind of earth-shattering disaster environment, no communication meant no way to assemble. Even if rescue planes and warships arrived nearby, they would have no idea where the people were.

Were they buried under rubble? Hiding in some basement? Or were they currently being hunted by rioters?

No one knew. Nothing was clear.

”Even sending out professional troops to search would be like finding a needle in a haystack,” Qin Shuangyue grit her teeth, her voice somewhat hoarse. ”Moreover, given the current situation, we simply don’t have time for rescue. Every second that passes, dozens or hundreds of our compatriots might...”

She didn’t finish, but everyone understood the implication.

Long Yi remained silent, the veins bulging on the back of his hand resting on the edge of the table.

Su Yun, sitting on the sofa, also had his brow tightly furrowed.

Due to talent restrictions, his skills could only take effect within the Territory is Domain of Longxia Country and could not extend overseas.

This rendered him powerless at this moment.

So, was there truly no way left?

At this moment,

It was unknown whether the nation had truly reached a critical juncture of survival.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration, like lightning, cut through the fog in his mind.

The national fortune converged toward him, bringing a message that invigorated his spirit. Su Yun couldn’t help but speak:

”Elder Long, what do you think constitutes a nation?”

Long Yi was momentarily stunned, then said in a deep voice, ”Land, sovereignty, and people.”

”Exactly, the people.”

”I have a new understanding of the concept that ’Territory is Domain’.”

At this moment, Su Yun seemed to be empowered by the will of 1.4 billion people, his heart filled with profound mystery:

”Land is dead; people are alive.”

”If this 9.6 million square kilometers of land is the body of Longxia, then the 1.4 billion people flowing with the Yanhuang Bloodline are the soul of this nation. Where the soul is, there the nation is.”

”Since we cannot find the way home for them, why don’t we give them guidance?”

The System panel silently unfolded across his retina.

[Detecting Host’s Will...]

[F-rank Skill ’Linking Totem’ is being released...]

[Judging... Talent ’Territory is Domain’ intervenes.]

[Current coverage area... Zizizi... Being affected by National Fortune...]

[Judgment passed. Current target: All Longxia citizens (including overseas compatriots).]

[Detecting Skill energy level is too low to bear the connection of 1.4 billion Bloodlines... Tracing ethnic roots... Extracting the flame of civilization...]

[Skill mutation complete.]

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[Bloodline Unity]

[Description: Born as Dragons, Bloodlines connected. Every descendant of Yan and Huang is a mobile border. When one person suffers hardship, all 1.4 billion compatriots can perceive it; when one person faces death, the entire realm shares the burden.]

[Effect One: Shared Burden. When any target identified as a ’Longxia Compatriot’ sustains damage, that damage is instantly distributed among all citizens.]

[Effect Two: Beacon. All compatriots will automatically generate a ’Golden Thread of Homecoming’ in their minds. This thread directly connects to the nearest rescue unit. In the rescuers’ field of vision, compatriots will materialize as bright golden light.]

[Current Consumption: 10 Mana (Deducted), Sustained Consumption: 0 (Due to the trait ’Where the People’s Hearts Lie, National Fortune Rests Upon You,’ consumption is compensated by the spiritual will of the entire nation).]

[Note: You are not fighting alone. Behind you stand 1.4 billion people.]

Su Yun let out a long breath.

In that instant, he felt his consciousness stretching infinitely, transforming into billions of fine golden threads. Following invisible bonds, they crossed oceans and pierced into the hearts of every person flowing with the Bloodline of their compatriots.

...

Fog City, London.

This once glorious industrial capital was now shrouded only in despairing gray. Thick volcanic ash fell like snow that would never cease, turning the River Thames into mud.

Lin Xiao huddled in the corner of an abandoned subway station, trembling all over.

She was an international student pursuing postgraduate studies, someone who dared not even ride a roller coaster on normal days, yet now she had to face a genuine apocalypse. The concrete dome above constantly made grating sounds due to continuous aftershocks, and dust rained down, making it impossible to open one’s eyes.

All around were cries of anguish, some in English, some in French, but in the face of death, all languages converged into one frequency of wailing.

”Mom...” Lin Xiao clutched her shattered phone, tears mixed with soot on her face, carving out two stark black and white tracks.

Rumble—!

Another violent crustal movement occurred.

A load-bearing column supporting the subway station finally gave way and fractured with a crash. A precast concrete slab the size of a sedan, wrapped with twisted rebar, whistled down towards Lin Xiao’s head.

Shadow instantly enveloped her.

Certain death.

That weight was enough to crush her into a pancake, leaving no chance for rescue.

Lin Xiao closed her eyes in despair. The last image flashing through her mind was the bowl of steaming dumplings at the New Year’s Eve dinner back home.

If only she could die at home.

Bang!

A dull thud.

The precast slab smashed solidly onto her back.

However, the anticipated shattering of her body did not occur, nor was there the crisp sound of breaking bones. Lin Xiao only felt as if someone had struck her back heavily with a pillow. She stumbled forward uncontrollably a couple of steps, collapsing onto the dusty ground.

”... Huh?”

Lin Xiao opened her eyes in confusion and instinctively moved her limbs.

No pain?

No breaks?

Not even a scrape on her skin?

She turned her head back in disbelief. The scene that met her eyes almost made her stop breathing.

That massive concrete slab, capable of crushing a tank, was now shattered into pieces, as if it had struck an invisible wall of sighs, disintegrating into a pile of rubble.

And three inches above her head, a faint, pale golden-red ripple was slowly spreading before dissipating into the murky air. That light was warm, mellow, and carried a familiar feeling that made her want to cry.

”This... what is this...”

Before she could recover from the shock, something even more incredible happened.

A slender yet bright golden thread appeared out of thin air in her blurry vision.

It was extremely fine yet unusually conspicuous, emitting a soft halo in the dim ruins. One end of the golden thread connected to her heart, and the other end pierced straight through the heavy debris, through the sky full of haze and volcanic ash, pointing unwaveringly toward the distant East.

At the end of the golden thread’s extension, she seemed to hear a long, echoing ship’s horn piercing through time and space.

That was the direction of home.

That was the ship coming to pick her up.

Lin Xiao staggered to her feet and, following the guidance of the golden thread, sprinted toward the light.

...

At the same time, in Longxia, a certain card room in Sichuan-Shu.

”Two of Circles!”

”Peng!”

A group of elderly men and women were locked in an intense battle around a Mahjong table. Although the world outside was in chaos, since the nation said everything was fine, life had to go on. This was the composure of the people of Longxia.

Just then.

”Ouch!”

Grandpa Zhang, who was drawing a tile, suddenly jerked his hand, and the Mahjong tile fell onto the table. He clutched his back and looked around with a grimace.

”Old Zhang, what’s wrong? Is your rheumatism acting up?” Auntie Li across from him asked.

”No...” Grandpa Zhang rubbed his spine, looking perplexed. ”It’s weird. It felt like someone slapped me hard on the back just now, like a mosquito bite, a bit numb.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Auntie Li also frowned and touched her arm: ”Huh? Don’t mention it, I also felt like someone pinched me just now. Who was it? Was that static electricity?”

It wasn’t just this card room.

At this very moment, the white-collar workers working overtime in office buildings, the students attending classes in schools, the farmers in the fields...

1.4 billion people simultaneously stopped what they were doing in the same second.

Some touched their heads, some rubbed their legs.

The feeling was very slight, like being flicked by a rubber band or bitten by an ant. It didn’t hurt, and might even be ignored.

But this nationwide reaction was still noticed by the authorities.

Kunlun Palace.

Qin Shuangyue said:

”Chief! National Scholar Su! Abnormal vital sign fluctuations have been detected!”

”Just a second ago, the adrenaline and pain receptors of every patient on a hospital bed across Longxia simultaneously experienced a slight twitch! The waveforms were completely identical! This might be an anomaly affecting the entire nation!”

”Don’t worry.”

Su Yun slowly opened his eyes, a smile hanging on his lips.

”This is my skill, ’Bloodline Unity’.”

As expected, a gleam flashed in Long Yi’s eyes. He looked at Su Yun expectantly, hoping to hear Su Yun personally announce that he had once again turned the tide.

”The effect of this skill is to turn every Longxia citizen into a point of force.”

”When one compatriot sustains damage, that damage is instantly distributed among all citizens.”

Long Yi and Qin Shuangyue’s pupils contracted upon hearing this, their hearts feeling as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer.

”Distributed...” Long Yi murmured. Su Yun’s skill had once again subverted his imagination.

”Yes,” Su Yun nodded. ”A multi-ton boulder is a disaster for one person. But what if 1.4 billion people carry it together?”

That weight would be lighter than a feather.

That pain would be less than an ant’s bite.

The so-called unity of purpose, at this moment, was no longer just an adjective.