Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 239: Qin Loses Its Deer
The top of the 200-foot (60-meter) Wardenclyffe Tower on Long Island, New York.

The lightning released from the top of the semicircular tower illuminated the entire Long Island as bright as day. Although it only lasted for a moment, the electric current released in that moment was enough to turn the entire New York City into a city that never sleeps tonight, just like before the Great Depression.

This also means that Nikola Tesla's wireless power transmission experiment in the rebuilt Wardenclyffe Tower has achieved initial success.

By overcoming the limitations of materials, they successfully captured lightning from thunderstorms with almost no loss, using air as the medium, and converted it into electric current, which was transmitted to the power company in New York City.

From this moment on, the course of human history will enter a new chapter.

Because this was an experiment that was not successful in the original timeline, because there were no aliens in the original timeline, no observing alien civilizations, and no Wang Yi who returned to this era.

Due to various coincidences, a product that does not belong to this era has planted the seeds for a brand new future in the past.

Taking advantage of the success of the initial experiment in Wardenclyffe Tower, the evil spirit Teng Snake wants to fulfill his long-cherished wish, to be reborn from death and go one step further!
However, neither the evil spirit Tengshe nor the commander-in-chief of the Ant Nest had expected that he would also be one of the driving forces behind the reconstruction of the Wardenclyffe Tower and the success of the experiment.

Wang Yi, whose essence of blood and flesh and the faith of all living beings were absorbed by them, is also a beneficiary of this fortune.

At this moment, Wang Yi, who was supposed to be transformed into the evil spirit Teng Snake and reborn from the dead for further nourishment, had his blood and flesh essence dissipated. The white true Qi that was swallowed by the evil spirit Teng Snake was escaping from the evil spirit Teng Snake's huge and winding body, and slowly gathered in the astonished and doubtful face of the Ant Nest Commander and the evil spirit Teng Snake's snake eyes that were like gas lamps, and turned back into Wang Yi's original appearance.

Neat short hair, white true energy transformed into a white gown fluttering in the wind in the night sky.

Wang Yi was barefoot, with a smile on his face, riding the wind, independent and detached from the world.

He bowed and clasped his hands towards the man and the beast in front of him, and said in a mean way.

"Thank you both for helping me attain enlightenment."

"Young man, you actually broke the whole into pieces and used me as a tool to transfer the backlash of a country's fate?!"

Outside the iron tower, the evil spirit Teng Snake twisted its body in pain. When he saw Wang Yi reappear in front of the two of them in this way, he understood everything, but he did not expect Wang Yi to really dare to do this.

He transformed the essence of his flesh and blood into true Qi, and in this way of breaking the whole into parts deceived himself and the commander-in-chief of the Ant Nest, and directly transferred the last wave of cause and effect of the backlash of the American loan sharking national destiny to himself.

Not to mention whether this method would work or not, just the way to break down one's physical body and true Qi into pieces and then combine them into one was something that this old fellow from the Shang Dynasty had never heard of.

"If we don't do this, how can we find this ray of hope? You have survived from the Shang Dynasty to now, so you should understand this principle better than me. You must face death first and then survive."

"What a great way to survive after risking one's life. What ancient method is this? I have never heard of it before."

"Of course you haven't heard of it, because it was created by your descendants, the sages before me. This method is called the Threefold Reversal of Life, and the concept is very simple. It is to return to the innate from the acquired, and to re-transform the mysterious innate Qi."

Wang Yi stood in the air with his hands behind his back like an expert, his long gown fluttering in the wind, staring into the giant beast in front of him, which was formed purely from the evil energy and the energy of faith of all living beings.

But it can also be seen that new flesh and blood and skeleton are still being generated on the body of this evil spirit, Teng Snake, which is composed purely of Qi.

But the speed was much slower than before, and there was a stench of decay.

This was the Qi-Ju disease that originally affected Wang Yi, but with Wang Yi's final wave of debt transfer, the Qi-Ju disease was also transferred from Wang Yi to the body of the evil spirit Teng Snake that was reborn from the dead.

However, for Wang Yi, the Qi disease that could cause him to fall into the Five Degenerations of Heaven and Man and disperse his internal energy could only affect a part of the body of the evil spirit Teng Snake and could not spread throughout the body.

The evil spirit Teng Snake stared at the little man in front of him with his snake eyes as big as gas lamps, as if he saw the shadow of an old friend who participated in the great battle between the Chan and Jie sects.

After a long time, the evil spirit Teng Snake finally spit out its tongue and spoke.

"Reverse the three levels of life, return to the innate from the acquired, and re-transform the innate Qi. What a domineering concept. Have you achieved it?"

"No, although I have achieved the third level, it is only the third level. After all, it is just the imitation of the innate Qi by the acquired Qi. If I hadn't used your body to hide, and if the commander-in-chief hadn't pressed the switch himself to plant the seed, without this new luck, I would have really become a part of your further advancement."

"The road is blocked?"

“The road is under your feet, but where you are heading to is unknown.”

“What if I can’t go on?”

"There will be descendants!"

There were questions and answers between the man and the beast, with the iron tower as a table and the wind, rain and thunder as the scenery, as if they were not fighting for life and death, but discussing the truth.

After a long time, the evil spirit Teng Snake also let out a loud hiss.

"What a great saying, 'The road is under your feet', what a great saying, 'The successor will come'. Young man, if you were born during the Shang Dynasty, you would definitely have a place in the Chan and Jie sects. Even if Jiang Shang were still alive, you would not necessarily be inferior to him."

"Tai Gong Wang, have you ever seen this person before?"

“Oh, how do you think I could see through your trick of splitting the gods? The method of conferring the gods and performing the gods was created by this old fellow. Without his method of conferring the gods, how could the Chan and Jie sects dare to fight to the death and argue about who is right and wrong?”

"He's all-powerful?"

"Of course he is the winner of both Chan and Jie sects. If he is not the winner, who is?"

"So there is no Tai Shang, Yu Qing, Ling Bao, only Jiang Shang?"

"What is Tai Shang? In that era, there was only Jiang Shang!"

Well, with this person who personally witnessed the great war between the Chan and Jie sects during the Shang Dynasty coming forward to tell his story, Wang Yi had no choice but to accept it.

But it is true that the Three Pure Ones originated from Taoism, but Jiang Shang was a real person in history. He was revered as the ancestor of Taoism and as the Martial Ancestor by military strategists. In the martial arts temples of every dynasty, the first incense had to be offered to him first.

Then comes Zhang Liang, who was honored as a fellow worshipper, followed by the Four Sages of Military Science and the Ten Philosophers of the Temple of Martial Arts.

"I didn't expect to learn about the past of our Chinese aliens in this way. Teng Snake, I'm a little reluctant to kill you."

"You are so arrogant, young man. You may not be inferior to Jiang Shang, but you are not as good as Jiang Shang now. You don't really think you can kill me, do you? Even if you use this method to transfer the disease of the backlash of this country's national destiny, do you think I can't bear this little bit of cause and effect?"

"Of course I can bear it. Even I can bear this last bit of backlash of fortune now. But it's just a trigger, Tengshe, don't you feel it?"

Wang Yi gave an affirmative answer to the evil spirit Teng Snake's question, but this change of tone also made Teng Snake's pupils, which were gradually coming back to life, reveal a hint of humanized doubt.

While Tengshe was puzzled by Wang Yi's change of tone, the commander-in-chief of the ant nest, whose life depended on Tengshe's, suddenly screamed.

"Your Highness!"

It can be seen that the Qi disease that originally occupied only a corner of the evil spirit Teng Snake's new body is now spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye to the evil spirit Teng Snake's new body that was reborn from death by luck.

In just a short while, Teng Snake's body, which had been dormant for many years and had finally regained its life, became lifeless and gray again. The smell of decay spread throughout the evil spirit Teng Snake's body, and even began to affect the iron tower it was wrapped around, causing it to begin to become rusty.

"Junior, what have you done!?"

Feeling the returning death energy all over his body, the evil spirit Teng Snake also panicked. He didn't want to live that kind of life by relying on the evil energy and the remaining faith energy of all living beings.

"I didn't do anything. It's the country you're affiliated with right now that's stabbing you in the back. You're cultivating your luck, so you should be able to see the source of the backlash against your country's luck at this moment. Look carefully, look slowly, tonight is very long~"

With Wang Yi's reminder, both the evil spirit Teng Snake and the Ant Nest Commander saw a different scene at this moment based on the final wave of national destiny backlash that Wang Yi transferred to them.

This scene comes from Washington, D.C., 400 kilometers away from New York, and comes from the pension march event which is also famous in the history of the United States in the 20th century.
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June 1932, , in Washington, D.C., at nine o'clock that evening.

Because of Wang Yi's instructions, Winston and others who followed the veterans to Washington to march for wages also immediately notified the veterans who were camped in a building on Pennsylvania Avenue and told them that the military had sent four-star General MacArthur to lead troops to suppress these veterans who were demanding wages.

With defenses in place, although they were unarmed, these veterans who stayed behind were all veterans of World War I, and there were no strong veterans who only had partial limb amputations but were still able to take care of themselves.

Although they were charged by cavalry at the beginning, the infantry and tanks worked together to drive them around the streets like sheep.

However, their experience on the battlefield also allowed them to maintain order amidst the chaos. Moreover, when they passed through New York, they were sponsored by the Continental Hotel and had dry food with them, so they did not suffer from hunger or poverty to the point of almost peeing blood like in the original timeline.

Especially when they learned that MacArthur, in order to justify his actions, directly accused these veterans who were marching for wages of being communists, saying that 90% of them were not real veterans, but criminals from enemy countries who were plotting to bring down the United States!
Even a clay person would get angry, let alone these veterans who retired from World War I. They just wanted to make legal demands and ask Congress to pay them the pensions that belonged to them so that they could live on.

And you, a four-star admiral, ended up making up a lot of false accusations against us?

Okay, okay, that's how it's going to work, eh? Then let's all just stay away. We'll starve to death if we don't get any pension anyway.

If we perish today, we will die. If we carry out our great plan, we will also die. Is it acceptable for us to die with our country?

It’s a dead country!
Faced with the relentless pursuit of the 3rd Cavalry Regiment, the veteran group adapted to local conditions, fighting and retreating. They managed to snatch some guns from the cavalry under the tear gas, poison gas bombs and the cavalry's rampage, and retreated all the way to the base camp on the other side of the Anacostia River.

Looking at the veterans' base camp on the other side of the river relying on the base camp to defend the river, Old Mai, standing on the other side of the river, felt that his authority was challenged by these veterans.

With a wave of his hand and a command, he ordered the accompanying infantry to set up machine gun positions on both sides of the bridge, as if he was going to lead the cavalry and infantry to completely flatten the top of the veterans' base.

"Douglas! You're crazy! The president has issued an order that absolutely prohibits troops from crossing the river!"

Eisenhower looked at the current situation and realized that things had gotten out of hand. If things continued like this, it would no longer be a simple political incident, but a mutiny from the bottom up in the military.

He quickly spoke up, trying to stop Old Mac from making an unwise decision.

But before he could finish his words, he saw the angry old Mai staring at him with red eyes, and the words he wanted to dissuade were blocked by him. "How many times have I told you to call your position when you are working!"

"General, the president has given orders."

Eisenhower had no choice but to speak out.

"The president's order prohibits the military from using lethal weapons to suppress retired veterans, but are they? They are cunning villains who want to destroy the United States! Infantry! Push them over!!!"

At Old Mac's command, the infantry crossed the river in a mighty force.

Six cannon shots were heard, followed by short bursts of gunfire.

The veterans' defense line collapsed at the first touch, and many veterans fell in a pool of blood. The veterans' homes turned into raging fires burning in the night sky.

The fire was so bright that even President Hu, who was waiting for a letter in the Presidential Palace, could see it clearly.

He saw with his own eyes a child who became a ghost under the iron hooves of cavalry in order to save his pet, and two babies fell into a burning building.

At this moment, Lao Hu's brain froze.

The tragic situation happening in the veterans' base at this moment also made these soldiers who were following orders feel grieved.

The warhorses under his crotch began to walk aimlessly, and the infantry also ran around like headless flies.

Except for one person.

The person who caused all these tragedies was four-star General Douglas MacArthur.

Wearing his four-star general's military uniform, he stepped into the veterans' base camp, which was now ablaze with flames, with a proud and complacent attitude.

It was as if he was admiring his own masterpiece, especially when he saw the desperate expressions on the faces of the old soldiers because their base camp was burned down, their old buddies, relatives and friends were buried in the fire and they were crushed by the iron hooves.

He rode his motorcycle and slowly inspected the veterans' bases that were burned by the fire, like a king inspecting his territory.

On the bridge, Eisenhower looked pale. He could not understand what was going on in the mind of his superior that would dare to do such an extreme thing.

At this point, he no longer wanted to persuade anyone. No matter how much he was persuaded, he would not listen, and his attitude was like a turtle chanting sutras.

Let President Hu, who watched all this happen in the Presidential Palace, take the blame.

“MacArthur!!!”

Just as Old Mac was thinking about how to use this incident to add to his political resume through a press conference, a figure covered in flames rushed out from the burning wooden building, roaring Old Mac's name.

He directly pushed Old Mac, who was unable to dodge, off the motorcycle, and the two of them rolled and wrestled.

Old Mac's four-star general uniform was covered in mud, and his face no longer had the smug expression it had just had, instead it was filled with panic and fear.

Because a Colt revolver was pointed at his face, and the person holding the gun was a guy he didn't even know.

The sudden change at this time made everyone's heart rise to their throat.

If a four-star general, and a general with a distinguished family background, died in the action of suppressing the veterans' march for wages, it would be a serious matter. Given Mac's family background, many people in the political and military circles would lose their jobs.

The first to bear the brunt was Eisenhower, his subordinate.

"Don't shoot! I said don't shoot!!"

Lao Ai rolled and crawled all the way to the front, stopped the nervous soldier, and then spoke in a panic.

"Sir? Sir? Private! I'm Eisenhower from the Staff. Tell me your name, Private!"

"Alan Bushnell, fought in the Battle of Lyons! Decked twice, sir!"

"Yes, Mr. Allen, I can tell from the uniform you are wearing. If you have any grievances, you can tell me and I will convey them to Congress on your behalf."

Old Ai tried to calm the old soldier named Allen Bushnell in a gentle voice, fearing that the revolver in his hand would accidentally go off.

"Convey?"

Veteran soldier Allen looked up at the well-mannered but dirt-covered young officer in front of him, and his rhetorical questions were full of sarcasm.

"Sir, I know you are angry, but we are soldiers, and General Douglas is also a soldier. Soldiers follow orders. This is not our intention, but an order from the president. You were once a soldier, so you should understand."

At this time, Lao Ai had no choice but to follow Lao Mai's false imperial decree and try to divert the hatred of the old soldier in front of him from his immediate superior.

"Used to be a soldier? Haha, what a great statement. We fought for our country, lost our loved ones, and now we are useless? No one recognizes our uniforms, so we have no right to speak out? No right to obtain our rights through reasonable demands? 90% are Reds? Are we enemy spies who are ready to destroy the United States? Sir, look at the medals hanging on me! Tell me, am I a so-called Red?"

Veteran Allen's question was deafening, echoing in the burning veteran base. He looked around at the soldiers who were pointing their guns at him.

Every soldier was unable to face the questioning of veteran Allen at this moment, and was unable to answer his questions, including Eisenhower at this moment.

He could only choose to avoid the question and tell him the seriousness of firing the shot.

"I'm sorry for causing this tragedy, but Mr. Allen, if you fired this shot, then you would be convicted of this crime. You, your family, friends, and comrades, including all the veterans here, would be sent to a military court. Think about your family! Mr. Allen, you still have a family!"

Hearing this, veteran Allen smiled miserably.

Pointing to the burning wooden house next to him, he replied: "Yes, I have family members. They were here just now."

Now Eisenhower was in a dilemma.

Before he could continue to persuade him, the old soldier Allen's expression became ferocious, and he pulled the trigger of the Colt revolver in his hand, staring at Old Mac's face.

"No!"

‘Click! ’

This is the sound of the hammer hitting, which also means that there is no bullet in the revolver in the veteran Allen's hand. A revolver without bullets is just a fire stick.

But it was this fire stick that scared Old Mai, who had just been to the gates of hell, so much that he wet his pants. This was the first time he felt so close to death.

What made him most angry was that his ugly appearance at this moment was all caused by this shitty veteran in front of him who should have just waited for death!
"Haha, haha, hahaha!"

A harsh, sad laugh came out of the mouth of veteran Allen. He knew better than anyone what the consequences of his shot would be, so he did not load the gun with bullets from the beginning.

He came to seek death and an answer.

And now, he already knew the answer.

He stood up, threw the gun aside, and without paying attention to the ugly appearance of Old Mac who had escaped death, he turned around, and with a sad laugh, veteran Allen exposed his back to many gun muzzles and walked towards the still burning building.

At this moment, no soldier would pull the trigger on him because they all knew where he was going next.

Except for MacArthur, who lost all face and peed his pants.

"boom!"

A gunshot rang out, and everyone looked in the direction where the sound came from with disbelief.

That was MacArthur, who was furious and holding a Browning M1911, with a wisp of gunpowder still coming out of the muzzle.

Next to him was the panicked Eisenhower who wanted to stop the attack but failed.

In front of the blazing fire, there was the old soldier Allen, with a bloody hole in the middle of his forehead from a bullet, and he fell down helplessly with a smile of relief.

The burning cabin collapsed and became his grave.

Bury him along with his achievements in World War I.

At the same time, a seed was planted.
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The view returns to the stormy Long Island, New York. When the evil spirit Tengshe and the commander-in-chief of the Ant Nest, taking advantage of the backlash of the national destiny attached to them, see the events happening in Washington, DC at this moment, they also understand the reason.

From the moment Mac shot and killed veteran Allen in front of many active and retired veterans.

The seed that will lead to the disintegration of America's future destiny was planted in the past, and as the one man and one beast who are hanging on America's destiny at this time, they are naturally the first victims.

From this moment on, the destiny of the United States, which was based mainly on the will of its people and supplemented by its land and resources, planted the seeds of its doomed division.

This phenomenon can be summarized in one sentence in the vast 5,000-year history of China.

Qin lost its deer, and the whole world chased it away!

　This is the first update to make up for yesterday!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)