Spy War: The Return of the Crimson Luan

In December 17, 1927 (the sixteenth year of the Republic of China, the second year of Japan’s Showa era), at Lushun Port in northeastern China, a supply freighter carrying Kwantung Army provisions sailed from Tokyo to Lushun. On the ship’s deck stood a young man, excessively youthful and handsome, clad in a Japanese army uniform with the rank insignia of a lieutenant colonel. Alone, he gripped the railing, his eyes fixed excitedly on the distant city, which drew nearer, its outline shifting from a hazy silhouette to solid reality.

Three years had passed since his arrival in this era, and at last, he was setting eyes on the land of his homeland for the first time.

As the freighter docked, the young officer, unable to restrain his excitement, slung his military bag over his shoulder, and before the ship had even come to a full stop, he leaped ashore, formally setting foot on the soil of northeastern China.

No sooner had his feet touched the ground than a voice sounded in his mind.

“Congratulations, Host, you have stepped onto your homeland. The novice protection period has ended, and a new chapter begins.”

Chen Jiehua, still in half-kneeling position from landing, remained motionless, bewildered.

“System, what did you say? Does stepping onto the homeland mean leaving the novice village?”

“Host’s understanding is correct. The system will now return to the singularity. The three cubic spaces previously opened for the host shall be considered gifts.”

“Please do your best, Host!”

By now, Chen Jiehua was not merely confused;