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Sun Country Capital, the grand hall of deliberation.
In the once magnificent palace, the marble floor is also damaged by unknown forces.
A man of over eight feet tall, with a very imposing Goatee, is raging at the largest conference table.
"What do you mean by the power of that sound? What?! You don't know? It's been erupting abnormally since 12 o'clock last night, and it's been 10 hours now! What are you all doing? Is it a biochemical weapon? Can an antidote be formulated? Where did it spread from..."
"I don't know anything! With your level of initiative, will my head still be on my neck tomorrow? Huh?" The man in the suit holding the file remained silent, not daring to respond.
"Your Majesty, you can't say that. The defense department and the investigation department are separate after all. Look, since the sound started this morning [the game began], we have been able to stabilize the people and rescue them quickly," said the old man sitting to the left of Goatee as the leader.
He glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the young man opposite him.
In a lobby full of suits, this old man was wearing a Tangzhuang, leaning on a cane, and calmly drinking tea, looking completely out of place.
Surprisingly, the big man, after hearing the old man's words, not only did not blame the old man, but instead looked thoughtfully at the young mixed-race man on the other side of the table and said, "Explain it to me, our intelligence officer, Mr. Tang Dun."
The young man named Tang Dun, with shoulder-length hair, calmly stood up and turned to the big man, saying, "In response to your question, since last night, my father and I have been shuttling between the Satellite Command Center and the research institute. During this time, Giustizia's satellite closed access to us and deployed multiple Satellite Debris Cleaners to our satellite, causing our satellite to fall into the sea..."
"I don't want to hear excuses, I want to hear results."
"Okay, the most typical situation we've found within 48 hours is this: someone who hasn't been injured before the mutation, has been indoors sleeping the whole time, and still mutated..."
Goatee was taken aback by the focus and looked at him in astonishment. "Are you saying this person slept for two days without going out??"
"From the investigation, it seems so. This young man named Cheng Feifan is a 'shut-in'."
"So our first conclusion is that this is a virus transmitted through the air."
"Nonsense! Then why am I still standing here?"
"You are strong and healthy."
"Nonsense!" The big man was angry and wanted to hit someone. After a moment, he stabilized his emotions and said, "Continue."
"......After the investigation reached a deadlock, we gathered all the surveillance equipment and found not only zombies but also other anomalies," the young man clapped his hands.
"Bring it up."
The guard on the side brought in two people wearing patient gowns from outside after getting permission. One patient was about 1.7 meters tall, with muscles filling the patient gown, while the other was thin and tall at 1.9 meters, looking like a stick.
Tang Dun pointed at the muscular patient and said, "Xie Li, super Talented person, with the ability to strengthen muscles; Xie Liang..."
"Are you saying these people are just like in the movies?" Goatee interrupted his introduction with a "you must be kidding me" expression.
"Yes, Xie Li, demonstrate it."
A man named Xie Li pursed his lips and reluctantly assumed a horse stance. In an instant, the veins on his head bulged, and his whole body visibly expanded several times. His hospital gown also burst open as his muscles exploded and scattered on the ground.
Looking at the non-human figure in front of them, everyone present was shocked, and Tangzhuang and old man were even more trembling as they walked up and poked the muscle monster in front of them with a cane.
"This..." Goatee pondered for a moment, then turned to look at the old man in the Tangzhuang. "Mr. Zhang Jin, what do you think?"
"Unbelievable... something that will overturn the world order..."
"What about the others?"
The original leader looked at the people on the table, all with different expressions, and asked without saying a word.
For a while, no one spoke.
"Speak!"
"Your Majesty, we should not focus on these trivial matters. Rescuing the people is the priority."
"Search and rescue is important, but clearing out the zombies is the most urgent matter!"
"What do you mean by trivial matters and what do you mean by the most urgent matter? We have a large population in our dynasty, among the many talented individuals, don't you know anyone who can solve the zombie issue?"
The officials all chimed in with various suggestions.
"…Then we'll take three routes at the same time, first reorganize the army, clear out the monsters, and Wang Jiuning, you're in charge," a capable middle-aged man in army uniform stood up.
"Zhang Lao, you are responsible for the search and rescue, as usual. Resolve any issues that arise."
"Okay." At this point, the old man returned to his original position, his expression changing unpredictably. Upon hearing the order, he responded.
The young man in charge of collecting information for Tang Dun paused for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
"The emergency action group that was established earlier will continue to operate. If there are no issues, then we can disband for now!"
Everyone has left the meeting room one after another, and Tang Dun hesitated to speak.
The big man glanced at him and said, "If you have something to say, just say it." Tang Dun cautiously asked, "Super Talented person..."
Goatee interrupted his probing words, "Hand it all over to me, I want to personally oversee it. Han Wu, you go and receive it from Mr. Tang Dun."
"Yes," the suit-clad man who had just been too afraid to speak returned. Upon hearing this, Tang Dun gritted his teeth and said, "Fine," before walking out.
Goatee squinted at the figure of Tang Dun leaving, wondering what he was pondering.
"When did you, Zhang Kaiwei, start trusting people so easily?" A brown-haired, red-eyed woman emerged from a hidden door and sat across from Goatee.
"I never said I believe him," Zhang Kaiwei replied.
"Then why don't you go with him yourself? Han Wu's position is not enough. I'm afraid you will be fooled and sent back."
"He doesn't dare. With the current situation across the country, if he tries anything sneaky, he's likely to be exposed."
"What does he not dare to do? He's already done the betrayal..."
"It's okay, it's okay, I have other plans."
The woman stared at him for a while, then seeing the man smiling, she gave up and said, "It's good that you have plans, just don't mess things up."
"Hey, he's not good enough yet..."
Back in the office, Tang Dun gave Wu Han a list: "Only ten people have stable abilities, the rest with unstable abilities have been executed."
Han Wu furrowed his brow, nodded, and didn't say anything.
"People are separated and put into hibernation in the laboratory. Follow me," Tang Dun pressed a button on the desk, and two enclosed seats popped up from the ground. The two sat down and descended deep underground.
500 meters below the imperial palace, Han Wu and Tang Dun stepped out of the emergency elevator, looking at the nearly 20-meter-high dome, the researchers coming and going, and the complete equipment. Han Wu couldn't help but marvel at Tang Dun's methods. Who would have thought that a year ago, this place was still an empty and defenseless fortress."
"Tianming, go handle the 'documents'." The word "documents" was emphasized.
A middle-aged man with glasses and a bald head walked over, nodded in response to the instruction, and then walked into the elevator without saying much.
"National secret, please forgive me." Tang Dun explained.
"Is it a national secret or a secret of your home?" Han Wu couldn't help but think, but still politely said, "It's only natural."
Before long, there was a sound from Tang Dun's communicator: "Everything is taken care of. Let's meet at the exchange point on the third underground level."
"Okay."
Taking the elevator to the third floor, Han Wu followed to the deep end of the laboratory corridor. A large door with "Storage Room" written on it. Swiping the card to enter, there were eight incubators that looked like coffins, each containing a different-shaped "person."
Han Wu looked through the observation window and found those eerie and twisted figures somewhat chilling...
At the same time, in a villa on the outskirts of the Sun Country capital, there are several adult corpses on the ground.
Sitting on the dusty sofa near the window is a middle-aged man, and a short figure wrapped in black cloth lowers their voice and cautiously asks, "Hey, have you adapted to your abilities? The Xie brothers are still in the hands of those people!"
"Don't worry, this power is very strong..." The middle-aged man's figure returned.
"It's too late, if it's beyond my ability range, I won't be able to find it!" the short man said impatiently.
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a hint of barely perceptible annoyance, then he replied calmly, "I will do it as soon as possible."
"And don't be upset either. The ability of the unripe is broad, but the farther it goes, the worse the effect. Do it as soon as possible," a voice suddenly came from the shadow in the corner opposite the sofa.
The middle-aged person replied calmly, "I understand, boss. It's just that this power is difficult to control. And... well, it should be better in about an hour."
"Okay."
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