A headache, and the brain seems to be swelling.

After a long time, the feeling of pain subsided.

In a daze, Zhou Shixiang heard someone calling him.

Is there really a sacred world in this world?

Zhou Shixiang didn't dare to shake his head, for fear that the previous headache would happen again.

He didn't plan to pay attention to the voice, because he felt it was too unreal.

People die when they die. How can there be any underworld? Hum? No!

If there is no underworld, how could I still have the will!

Zhou Shixiang was shocked and opened his eyes suddenly, and the scene in front of him stunned.

This is not a sacred place, but a beer hall, a beer hall full of modern atmosphere, or a bar is more suitable. Perhaps it is not open for business hours, the bar is empty and the light is very dim.

Where is this?

Why did I appear here? Didn’t I die? Didn’t I ask my subordinates to bury myself in Handu?

Zhou Shixiang stood there in a daze, unable to accept the scene in front of him, although he was too familiar with this scene.

"Mr. Zhou, you are awake!"

The sound from his ears brought Zhou Shixiang's thoughts back to reality. He had to admit that he had traveled through time again.

The one who woke Zhou Shixiang up was a young man, but he was wearing a military uniform. However, his military rank was not high and he was just a second lieutenant.

Seeing Zhou Shixiang wake up, the second lieutenant couldn't wait, so he pulled him out without saying a word. While walking, he said anxiously: "Everyone agrees to act. We must succeed this time! The empire cannot be ruled by those saints. If this continues, we Han people will be destroyed again! Have you heard of it? Those bastards actually moved our Holy Emperor tomb from Han and return the Han people to the Arabs. What's even more hateful is that they actually apologize to those people! Zhou Jun, if we don't take action, we can only watch our empire and our army is filled with non-Han people!"

The second lieutenant said it was very urgent. Before Zhou Shixiang could digest the information he said, he grabbed the bar.

Before leaving the door, he glanced at the bar and found that the calendar above showed that it was 2025 and today was February 26th.

"Mr. Zhou, please hurry up. If we can't rush back to the army before 12 o'clock, we will not be able to participate in the operation!"

The second lieutenant was really anxious, but Zhou Shixiang still didn't understand what was going on. He just knew one thing, that is, the ruling class of the empire seems to have violated the national policy he had formulated at the time, and even moved his corpse from the Han capital and returned the land he had led the Han family to the untouchables.

Outside, the sun was already rising very high. Zhou Shixiang, who suddenly came out of the dim bar, was a little uncomfortable with the dazzling light, and couldn't help but close his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he stayed there again. Because he saw a mountain in the distance, which he recognized was Mount Fuji.

Mount Fuji, Tokyo, Japan?

Zhou Shixiang's head grew bigger again, and he was actually in Japan!

Just as he was about to hold the lieutenant to ask for more information about this era, there was a song coming from a distance, accompanied by the neat steps.

Hearing the singing, the lieutenant's heart thumped and he said tremblingly: "Jun Zhou, he is from the Fifth Division of North Korea, and they have also taken action!"

A team of about 400 soldiers walked up from the end of the street, and loud singing resounded over the street, attracting countless people to open the windows.
Chapter completed!