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I Can See All The Bosses' Drops

Chapter 570 - 556: A Tribute to the Motherland

Author: Raining In The South
updatedAt: 2026-01-10

CHAPTER 570: CHAPTER 556: A TRIBUTE TO THE MOTHERLAND

"The New Year has brought us closer in our growth"

"The New Year has colored our lives with happiness"

"The New Year has captured fragments of the seasons for us"

"The New Year has given us the Zen musings of life"

"At this moment, we have already felt the breath of spring"

"Today, we gather here to enjoy the joy that fate brings us, to enjoy this beautiful time"

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On the night of New Year’s Eve, all the people of Hua Country stayed in front of their televisions, watching the indispensable program of the year.

After a passionate opening by the hosts, a famous male host suddenly shifted his tone:

"But as sons and daughters of China, we must not forget the scars and pains history has brought us that are hard to soothe"

Saying this, the male host glanced at the huge electronic time display hanging in the center of the stage and said solemnly:

"Now there is one hour and 10 minutes left until the New Year, when all the children of China will march together into the new year."

"In this final moment of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, as one of the sons and daughters of China, they!"

The male host heavily emphasized the last word ’they’, and then the scene shifted:

The television screen shifted from the dazzling stage to a lonely island where tens of thousands of players stood neatly within the island, a fierce momentum hitting you right in the face.

As the lens zoomed in, people finally saw those determined faces clearly.

There were groups of mighty warriors holding shields and wearing armor;

There were groups of Priests in plain long robes holding wooden staffs, looking solemn;

And there were fearsome Mages in various colored robes holding all kinds of sinister magic staffs;

A group of Archers holding bows and arrows;

And a group of Thieves holding daggers, their faces sharp and cold.

The most breathtaking, however, were among this crowd the exquisitely featured Elves;

The small-statured Goblins;

The winged warriors;

And the towering Cyclops, among others.

Many couldn’t help but express their admiration:

"Is this the so-called second world of humans?"

"Glory of the Gods", in real life, often propagates as the core of the second world of humans, and now those who do not play the game truly feel the immense impact from this second world.

In the television screen, these players seemed like soldiers about to head into battle, with solemn expressions, prepared and ready;

While everyone was still unclear about the situation, when the lens turned towards the Border City opposite the island, the host’s voice rang out again:

"There is the fortress established by the He Clan, and it’s the New Year’s gift our Hua Country sons and daughters will present to the motherland in the upcoming New Year."

This statement caused a global uproar!!

Yes, not just in Hua Country, but worldwide!

Because as the times have progressed to today, watching the Spring Festival Gala is no longer Hua Country’s ’exclusive’, and people all over the world simultaneously broadcast and experience this New Year grand celebration from the ancient civilization of Hua Country.

But today!

If this year’s Spring Festival Gala with Hua Country’s game linkage was a refreshing and eye-brightening experience for people,

when the live broadcast screen cut to the City Seizing War, all the citizens and players around the world who saw this scene instantly plunged into shock, exclaiming repeatedly.

Including the prime minister from the He Clan.

However, when the He Clan prime minister tried to contact the game’s official organization in the He Clan, attempting to stop Hua Country from broadcasting the game in such a manner, he was told:

"The other party is not in violation, unable to prevent."

Making the He Clan prime minister stomp in fury, cursing incessantly.

Meanwhile, in front of the television, the host’s voice continued:

"In the last hour of tonight, these children of Huaxia will present us with an extraordinary audiovisual feast."

"They will offer their passion and blood to present this unique New Year’s gift to our motherland."

Instantly, a warm round of applause sounded almost simultaneously across every corner of Hua Country.

Everyone looked at those resolute faces on TV, clapping fervently, even if their palms turned red without realizing it.

When the camera scanned over a quiet-looking girl, an excited shout suddenly erupted in a family living room:

"Yue’Er, look there, isn’t that our Yue’Er?"

Shangguan Yue’s grandmother excitedly pointed at the TV screen and said:

"My goodness, I never expected to see our dear Yue’Er here."

Sitting beside her, Shangguan Yue’s mother excitedly covered her mouth, shocked and said:

"It really is Yue’Er, oh my god."

"Yue’Er, our Yue’Er."

Compared to the exceedingly excited mother, Shangguan Yue’s father appeared much calmer.

He simply watched for a moment, then suddenly, without leaving a trace, took off his glasses, wiped the lenses, and then put them back on, sighing:

"So our Yue’Er has grown this big already!"

If it weren’t for this scene happening before his eyes, Shangguan Hong might still think his daughter was the little girl who clung to him back then.

At this moment, Shangguan Yue’s grandmother suddenly said fiercely:

"These hypocritical Japs, they deserve a good beating!"

"Little Yue’Er, well done!"

The people in the living room burst into smiles at this sight.

Even though it’s just a game, the scene was still resonating with many from Hua Country, with households eagerly anticipating that historic moment.

As Earth’s civilization has developed to this day, countries have long reached some kind of tacit understanding, and there is no longer any so-called warfare in reality, where everyone follows their own fulfilling yet ordinary lives.

Until after the host’s passionate commentary, that repressed desire to break from the mundane within everyone was reignited.

Especially with the historical backdrop’s support, an invisible force was hovering over Hua Country.

In the control room of the Hua Country Spring Festival Gala, the deputy director asked the chief director beside him:

"Isn’t this too risky? If we can’t seize this city, wouldn’t we become a laughingstock globally?"

The chief director was a middle-aged man appearing to be in his forties, but the graying hair on his head imparted an air of age-old experience.

His name was Dong Hua, a well-known great director in the industry.

He had directed countless films, but people only labeled him with one tag: patriotic!

Regardless of the genre of his films, be it sci-fi, romance, fantasy, etc., you could always find numerous patriotic elements in them.

It might be the accidental appearance of five bright stars in the night sky;

Perhaps a subtle detail always reminding you of the beauty and strength of our motherland.

This was Dong Hua’s first time directing the Spring Festival Gala, so of course, it was impossible for him not to be nervous.

But Dong Hua knew even more that the long-silenced national spirit of Hua Country needed a catalyst to awaken the emotions and passion within.

Every venture carries risk; there is no such thing as a guaranteed success in this world.

Truthfully, Dong Hua had two alternative plans in his hands for this last hour, with Feng Hua being just one of the options.

Unexpectedly, this coincided with the current situation, and when Feng Hua outlined his plan, Dong Hua utilized his role as chief director, went against opposition, and resolutely adopted Feng Hua’s plan.

When Dong Hua made this decision, he was actually ready to say a permanent goodbye to this industry.

Watching the live screen freeze on Feng Hua, Dong Hua suddenly smiled.

He replied to his deputy director with one sentence:

"I believe in him!"

At the same time, Yamada Miki suddenly received a message from a player:

"The Prime Minister demands you return to defend the city immediately, instantly, now!"

Yamada Miki looked at the message content, in disbelief: The Prime Minister demands him to return to defend the city? What a ridiculous demand!

Yamada Miki stared with hatred at the distant Border City, directly ignored the message, just waiting for the scheduled time to come to aggressively seize the city!

The disgrace that Feng Hua once brought could only be completely washed away by a thorough victory!

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