China, capital base.
"Chief, this is already the fourth application this month, do you think?"
The document the secretary brought was an asylum application from a small country adjacent to China.
This small country has a small population, coupled with its small land area and weak organizational capabilities, it fell quickly after the apocalypse broke out. To this day, the survivors have not yet gathered together.
There are many small countries like this around China, and even a few unlucky ones are about to face the crisis of genocide. Two of these countries simply sent a group of young people directly to China in an effort to retain the last spark of fire.
Since this year, there have been as many letters asking for help as snowflakes, and most of them are from small countries that have had good relations with China in the past.
"Inform all ministries to convene an emergency meeting. This is a major matter related to the survival of mankind, and decisions cannot be made lightly."
Although the situation has improved slightly now, it is still full of crises. As the leaders of China, they must first ensure the safety and interests of their own families. As for humanitarian assistance, that also depends on whether there is spare capacity.
As a result, several of the most important leaders of the capital base held a meeting overnight to carefully discuss and discuss the matter.
Three days later, Luo Shaoxiong walked out of the conference hall holding the bridge of his nose.
——Really, I didn’t expect that holding a meeting for three days would be more tiring than killing zombies for three days.
He shook his head, then opened the thermos cup and took a sip of strong coffee.
Looking back at the conference room, there was still a group of people having a heated discussion inside. The big plan has basically been finalized, and only some details remain controversial.
Luo Shaoxiong looked at the people inside with sympathy, and said to himself: Fortunately, these detailed tasks are not my job.
"Boss, how are you?"
Just after returning to the military station, Shi Tiecheng was the first to come over.
"Do we really want to take in those turtle grandchildren?"
"How are you talking? Those are all international friends!" Luo Shaoxiong glared at him and said.
"We are just neighbors of China. What kind of international friends are those people from country Y? All of them have their nostrils turned upward and their mouths open and shut are either the Lord or the light. No wonder their foreheads are so bald?" Shi Tiecheng said dissatisfied.
"Those people are different from neighboring countries. Country Y has a strong military and technological strength. They should come here to seek cooperation, not asylum." At this time, a young officer standing aside suddenly spoke. said.
This man is none other than Tang Li. Half a year has passed and he is now a lieutenant.
"Well, Tang Li is right. Country Y really came here to seek cooperation." Luo Shaoxiong nodded.
"What are we cooperating with? Potions for superpowers? Or zombie inducers?" When mentioning inducers, Shi Tiecheng couldn't help but glance at Tang Li next to him. This natural "inducer" was still with them.
"They want the superpower's data and superpower skills," Lin Xiao snorted coldly.
She just attended the meeting with Luo Shaoxiong, so she knows more than others.
Although country y has developed technological power, it cannot cope with the small population. Once the total population decreases, the number of superpowers will definitely decrease.
There is no shortage of superpower potions in Country Y. However, although they also have a few top powerhouses, the overall level of superpowers is much lower than that of the superpowers in China. In the final analysis, it is because there are more superpowers in China. That meditation technique.
"Are you dreaming?" Shi Tiecheng raised his thick eyebrows when he heard this, and suddenly became furious: "This is what our ancestors left to us. If they have the ability, they will go to their ancestors to go there? They are jealous when they see good things. What's wrong? You want to rob someone else's if you don't have it yourself? Are you addicted to robbing?"
"Boss, don't worry, I'm going to keep an eye on those grandsons right now, and don't allow them to inquire about our Kung Fu!" After finishing speaking, Shi Tiecheng was about to walk out with a dull head.
"Come back!" Luo Shaoxiong rubbed his brows helplessly when he saw that this straight-minded subordinate was going to rain if there was a little wind.
"What are you going to do? It's not your turn to take care of it."
"But……"
"You are Director Wen, are they vegetarians?"
"hiss--"
Director Wen, Shi Tiecheng was stunned.
"Hey, why did I forget about her? Hehe, it's okay, it's okay."
When mentioning the woman who seemed gentle and gentle, but in fact her words were full of swords, guns and halberds, Shi Tiecheng immediately obeyed her with his fierce hair.
While the leaders of the capital base were racking their brains for the future of China and mankind, the survivors of the other major bases were also fighting hard to collect more land for their respective bases.
At the same time, in the office on the top floor of the Second Experimental Base in Xiangcheng, thousands of miles away, a big hand wearing two huge blue and ruby rings was holding a goblet, shaking it gently.
At this time, there was a flash of light and shadow, and a slender figure suddenly appeared in the room.
"You're here," the owner of the big hand glanced at the figure, and then said, "After looking at it for a long time, this mask really suits you."
The slender figure did not speak, but walked to the leather sofa opposite and sat down on the leather sofa.
Then, he casually leaned back, reached out and took off the golden mask on his face, groping for the ancient Taotie pattern on it with his pale fingers, and asked slowly after a long while: "Oh? Really?"
"Don't you think you resemble it?" The owner of the big hand pointed at the pattern on the golden mask.
"Does it look like it? Have you ever seen what this thing looks like?" Chengfeng shook the mask in his hand and said, "It's just a myth and legend. Do you still take it seriously?
As he spoke, he flipped his wrist and the mask suddenly disappeared from his hand.
"It seems that your abilities are well integrated. That Wang Qiming does have something."
"It's okay, it just took too long," Chengfeng clenched his fists. After half a year, he could finally leave this annoying experimental base.
"Tsk, tsk~ I've always wondered, if you have a good space system, why do you have to integrate a wind system into it?" The owner of the big hand asked with a puzzled face. Isn't adding the space system and wind system superfluous? It's not as good as the thunder or power system, otherwise, even the fire system is better than the wind system.
"Hmm~ Because there is someone who thinks I am of the wind type..." Chengfeng rubbed his chin and murmured.
"Who? That woman? Just because of that woman's words?" The owner of the big hand was even more confused.
"You don't understand, this is love!"
"..."
love? The owner of the big hand snorted lightly and was about to say something more when he saw Chengfeng calmly take out a book and start reading.
"What are you looking at?" He put down the wine glass curiously and leaned forward slightly.
"Secret book!" Chengfeng raised his eyelids when he heard this, then turned over his hand and showed him the cover of the book.
This is a pink hard-cover book, with a few large cursive characters written on the cover: Thirty-Six Strategies for Love!
"Thirty-six strategies? What is written in it?" the owner of the big hand asked curiously.
"...If a woman likes a man, she will definitely satisfy all his needs."
"...If a man loves a woman, he will spare no effort to change her..."
Chengfeng skillfully turned to one of the pages and read out the words above.
"So, you chose to fuse the wind power because you saw this? What is the purpose? To prove that you love her?" The owner of the big hand suddenly choked in his throat after hearing this.
"What else?" Chengfeng raised his eyebrows, then ignored his companion's strange expression and continued reading.
At this time, in the underground laboratory of the same experimental building, a middle-aged man of medium build was looking at the experimental subject in front of him with an intoxicated expression.
"Awesome! This is awesome! I finally succeeded! Hahahaha~"
He excitedly said to himself: "Although this experimental subject is still a little short of the top three of the most ideal experimental subjects in my mind, it can still be ranked among the top five!"
"But it doesn't matter. Even if the quality of the experimental subjects is not ideal, I can succeed in the end! It just takes a little longer, and it is actually four months later than expected!"
If Lin Qingqing and Yu Guocheng were here, they would be very familiar with the scene in front of them - a huge glass jar filled with transparent liquid, with transparent tubes hanging from the top, criss-crossing. Their ports are all connected to a deformed body. The specific appearance of that body cannot be seen at all, and even the gender characteristics are vague.
At this time, this deformed body is struggling and twitching unconsciously. Its abdomen is very large, and you can see that something is moving inside, and the movements are getting more and more violent. The posture seems to be about to tear the layer. The diaphragm is like rushing out from the inside.
"It's coming! It's coming! It is estimated that it will enter the mature stage in three days... Well, not necessarily. In fact, if you use a catalyst, it is not impossible to advance, but the effect may be about 5% worse..."
He was talking and taking notes in his notebook.
Apart from the experimental subjects, he was the only living person in the entire laboratory. Over time, he developed the habit of talking to himself.
After finishing writing, at the end of the report, the middle-aged man habitually signed his signature and date: Wang Qiming, June 13, 2021.
Rooftop office.
"I have something to leave beforehand." He hadn't seen her for half a year and didn't know what happened to Xiaoxuehua. Chengfeng stretched, closed the book and was about to leave, when a big hand reached out and stopped him.
"Wait a minute, there's something you need to do," the owner of the big hand said.
"What's up?"
"In three days, there is something I need you to deliver."
Three days? Hmm~ It didn't seem like a long time. Chengfeng thought for a while, nodded, and then picked up the book again and sat back.
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