In the deep sea that is unexplorable by humans, Vashti, who came from Atlantis to the land, unexpectedly encountered the vehicle of the land people.
These artificial metal coffins, the construction art of land civilization, are completely different from the understanding of underwater people.
The Atlanteans prefer fluorescent, pink colors, such as coral and seaweed. These cold and hard alloy creations are not liked by them.
And none of that is the point at this point.
What really made Vashti feel strange and frightened was Ximu and Xiaoyu who appeared in front of them.
In terms of appearance, it is completely a human cub.
But... in such a deep ocean, there can be no protection at all.
Just like the people under the sea, they move freely.
"No, it's impossible!"
"Or are the people on land developed enough to conquer the ocean?!"
this moment.
The chief minister from the royal city, Vashti began to think deeply about the human world he had seen more than a hundred years ago.
High-rise buildings.
He has also seen human vehicles, ships, and submarines called airplanes, cars, etc.
But……
Incomprehensible, really incomprehensible.
Whether people are on land or under the sea, the sudden panic they experience when facing the unknown is the same at this time.
"Could it be that...the reason the king wants me to understand the changes is these weird land people in front of me?"
"If land people really want to invade the ocean, Atlantis will be in trouble."
…
"Hello, I'm Chen Xiaoyu, from... um, on land!!"
"Gululu..."
The little girl said hello very warmly.
However, she didn't even finish her sentence. There were only a lot of bubbles popping up in the deep sea.
Even though Nagato Yuki allowed Xiaoyu to experience the powerful feeling of T-girl again, talking in the sea water was really strenuous.
"Why are you talking so much?!"
"You actually said hello to him, my God, grab him back quickly, I don't want to stay in the water for a moment."
Ximu acted fiercely.
The sky demon has nowhere to express his temper, and now he wants to take action when he sees the people under the sea.
The big Oka before was torn apart by him. What else could he do with such a blue-skinned little old man in front of him.
"you……"
Ximu's extremely unfriendly behavior made Vashti obviously aware of it.
He didn't know about Oka, but the senses of the people under the sea were extremely keen, especially for their fellow humans.
Ximu was stained with Oka's blood, and the strong and terrifying smell made Vashti regard him as a scourge.
[Xiaoyu: Look, you scared people. 】
[Xiaoyu: This is the key to our journey to Atlantis. Let’s go back to the ship. 】
Xiaoyu sent two private messages to Ximu in an emergency.
From just now, the system prompts in front of me have been constantly refreshed, giving very intuitive feedback on Vashti's mood.
It can be seen that their sudden appearance aroused great vigilance in the old man under the sea in front of him!
…
Click! !
The cabin of the isolation cabin opened, and Xiaoyu and Ximu entered one after another, and behind them were the aborigines from the deep sea.
"Landman."
"I'm Vashti, and I'm just saying hello on my own behalf."
Completely different from Oka.
Completely different from that savage and rude amphibian mercenary, as the chief minister of the royal city, the old Vashti spoke well and was dressed gorgeously.
"Even if I see it again, I have to sigh, it's such an incredible creature."
"And he just appeared in front of us."
Professor Stein, who focuses on the theoretical school, began to study Vashti's clothes when he appeared.
In the exchanges of civilizations, clothing, pictures, texts, and gorgeous marks can best represent the connotation of civilization.
Before, Oka was obviously wild. If Atlantis really existed, Professor Stein believed that the one in front of him truly represented the civilization of the undersea people.
"cut."
"I didn't expect this old fish to be quite obedient."
Civilized and uncivilized, for Ximu, he doesn't care about these at all.
Vashti didn't feel wrong.
If the little girl hadn't been watching, Ximu would have let him follow Oka's footsteps.
And the same.
The chief minister's command cannot be compared to that of a big brainless man. Vashti knows that the reason why civilization is civilization lies in communication.
Moreover.
When these land people dive into the deep sea, there must be something they are looking for, and the Atlanteans happen to be the race that is most familiar with this deep sea.
relatively.
Vashti also wanted to know the information about these land people. Why did they come? Are there any secrets hidden in them? !
And are these secrets the information that Neptune Namor needs?
This is a good opportunity, so even if you know it contains danger, you can face Xiaoyu's invitation.
Vashti followed suit and agreed.
And at the same time.
The genuine undersea people logged on to their ship with a seemingly friendly attitude.
Ryan pointed at Vashti tremblingly and blurted out words that were barely in his head.
"Vashti."
"There is no such name in the legend, neither you, nor Oka, the source of the curse, the nightmare in the deep sea!!"
"What the hell is Neptune Namor?!"
Neptune Namor! !
The king's name appeared in the mouths of these land people, which made Vashti suddenly alert.
"It's neither a curse nor a nightmare. The name you speak of is the king of the people under the sea like us!"
"I solemnly state that you land people have invaded the bottom of the sea. This is not a land world."
…
Under the sea.
The chief minister who was invited to the cabin by Xiaoyu was engaged in a communication between the deep sea and the land.
And at the same time.
In the world on land, in Carson City, this is the Nevada State Capitol Hall.
Big shot.
People who can be said to have the most powerful voices in the entire state of Nevada, as well as some people who are quite familiar in the other three continents.
The "lost ones" who were destroyed, Lu Shen, and the actual controller of Nevada.
Concerning the chaos sweeping the state at this time, people are gathering to discuss an outcome.
"I don't agree with what you are saying...those homeless people are wandering around now."
"And what's even worse is that more and more demonstrations are happening because of the spread of these chaos."
"They want us to give an explanation when it comes to solving our problems in Nevada."
Sitting at the top, one could see some of the representatives in the city hall. The fat old man was knocking on the table and speaking in a rather impatient tone.
"Oh, explain?!"
“The world is always changing at a rapid pace, and those who cannot keep up with the times will have no choice but to be eliminated.”
Someone sneered.
The meaning behind the words is self-evident.
For some people who have lost their wealth and are still hanging on in this conference hall.
No one would be willing to take more of the pie away from their state of Nevada.
"You can't say that."
"I don't want to argue with you, but the most important issue now is that we all want stability, don't we?!"
Just in the corner, old guys representing some old interests are using their past connections to try to find some balance.
After all, their previous status was there, but now it was all gone overnight.
But they are still trying to find opportunities to make a comeback.
But...it's obvious that these bastards in Nevada don't think so at all.
…
The controllers of Nevada can no longer tolerate the chaotic situation at this time.
and.
It's just dealing with some refugees, and they think it shouldn't be that difficult.
The most important thing is.
The public security problems caused by a series of chaos, especially the suppression of all aspects of the economy, are really intolerable to them.
“Refugee registration.”
"Charity Aid."
"And some actions when necessary."
"I believe that the police departments in Nevada will do a perfect job in these matters."
As the words slowly fell, the lights in the huge conference room began to dim.
Then Nevada's economic report appeared on the huge screen.
The situation can be said to be very bad.
As everyone can see, with the outbreak of the Three-State War, Nevada, the state closest to California, can be said to have suffered an unreasonable disaster.
However, due to the pressure of public opinion, the headcount that must be carried out, and the assistance of some charitable organizations.
These are within the controllable range, and the big shots sitting in this conference hall will naturally choose to do their best.
However.
As time goes by, if the original order cannot be restored as soon as possible, then...
Maybe in the original planning, some "ordinary" refugees were not taken seriously, or were not important.
Then giving them up would be a relatively simple method.
certainly.
This kind of thing cannot be said outright, but isn't one of the issues in today's parliament aimed at solving these problems? !
It doesn’t even need to be stated.
None of the congressmen present, who have made their fortunes in Nevada's gambling industry, still understand the subtext here.
"What do you think of the proposal just now?!"
"No."
"Seconded."
"Me too!"
It only took less than half an hour to reach a conclusion about the whereabouts of the refugees.
Between their understatement, the futures of countless people were determined.
quickly.
The next important point is also mentioned again.
And that's...what can they do, what should Nevada do about how the world is changing?
An extraordinary and terrifying force that cannot be controlled by anyone. If one day in the future, the storm of destruction is about to sweep across Nevada.
In order to not be like those poor guys sitting in the corner and still want to control the overall situation, what should they do? !
Ask God for forgiveness and protection?
Ah!
That's something only a fool would do.
"perhaps……"
"For some secret plans we contacted the Nevada military, we should also put them on the agenda."
It's better to say it's a meeting than a notice.
The real big shots have already communicated with the military about some secret experiments that were conducted in Nevada.
About some people called mutants...some strange beings that seem quite extraordinary today.
It seems that the experiments conducted there should be restarted now!
and……
In order to cope with an increasingly complex world, perhaps... we need to increase our efforts.
to this end.
"Ahem."
"Let's connect with Colonel William Stryker from the military. He has some plans for the military."
A man wearing a suit and a cross on his chest appeared on the screen.
There was a warm smile on his face. We were once locked away by the military in the secret experimental base of Paradise Valley.
Now... it has finally begun again in his name, William Stryker.
This feeling seemed to take him back to the time when he controlled those "x weapons".
This is simply awesome.
"Everyone, gentlemen."
"In order to cope with the coming crisis, I would like to introduce to you a kind of person who has been mixed among us and is also a member of the extraordinary scum!!"
…
"Ahem."
There was also a coughing sound from the corner.
"let's go."
After Colonel Stryker started his own show, General Ross, who had now lost power, could no longer do it.
even.
He was now facing the danger of being court-martialed, so much so that he came to attend this important meeting.
Even in the name of his subordinates, he kept his name secretly and did not dare to speak out loudly.
certainly.
These big names present are not fools, but General Ross still has some remaining abilities and connections.
No one wants to kick this dying old guy and add insult to injury.
After all... General Ross's desperate counterattack is likely to drag some people into hell with him.
This kind of job has no benefits and can easily get into trouble. Most of the people in the parliament just turn a blind eye and pass by.
"General...us!"
General Ross has aged so much overnight that he now even needs his own hands to support him.
"Stop talking, let's go... These bastards don't need us anymore."
General Ross understands this clearly.
Everyone's eyes were on the talkative colonel, an old guy who had no value in society.
No one even stopped me.
After coming out of the conference room lobby and entering the elevator, General Ross was thinking about his way out.
Perhaps, he should first recruit a group of old New Yorkers and then resolve the issue of the military court...
But, what can he do in his current situation? !
"Hey, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"Is the meeting very busy? I don't think anyone is talking to you."
A stranger's voice reached my ears.
Before General Ross could react, the men beside him suddenly disappeared... as if there were dark shadows dragging them into the ground.
"you……"
General Ross raised his head in surprise and looked at the man in front of him...even if it was his first meeting, he would never fail to recognize him.
"Black Hand...Walon!!"
…
Nevada State Capitol Scene.
The former New York military boss, who had just left the meeting and was still thinking about his future, bumped into the most wanted villain in the world.
Holding a black gold cane, Valon tapped the ground gently, his tone as calm as ever.
"General Ross, I heard that you have been looking for me for a while, what a coincidence!"
"I am coming!!"
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