Chapter 491 Valon: General Ross, I heard you were looking for me?!
In the deep sea that cannot be explored by humans, Vashti, who came from Atlantis to the land, unexpectedly encountered a vehicle from the land people.
These man-made 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.
But all this is not the point at this time.
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, 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 that 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 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 king wants me to learn about the strange changes, these weird land people in front of me."
"If land people really want to invade the ocean, Atlantis will be in a bad situation."
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"Hello, I am 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 if Nagato Yuki allows Xiaodama to experience the powerful feeling of a T-girl again, talking in the sea is really laborious.
"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 behaved in a ferocious manner.
The sky demon has nowhere to vent his temper, and now he wants to take action when he sees the people under the sea.
He had torn apart the big Oka before. What could he do with such a blue-skinned little old man in front of him?
"you……"
Ximu's extremely unfriendly behavior made Vashti notice it clearly.
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, Xiaoyu and Ximu entered one after another, and behind them were the aborigines from the deep sea.
"Landlander."
"I am Vashti, and I would like to say hello to you only on behalf of myself."
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 will say with emotion, it is 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 their civilization.
Before, Oka was obviously wild. If Atlantis really existed, Professor Stein believed that the one in front of him was the one who truly represented the civilization of the undersea people.
"cut."
"I didn't expect this old fish to be quite obedient."
Civilized or 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.
Besides.
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 wants to know the information about these land people, why they come, and whether there are 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 boarded 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 are you, nor is 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 is 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 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.
Those who were destroyed, Lu Shen and others were "lost" and the actual controller of Nevada.
Regarding the chaos sweeping across the state at this time, we are gathering together to discuss an outcome.
"I don't agree with what you said...those homeless people are wandering around now."
"And what's even worse is that as these chaos spread, more and more demonstrations are taking place."
"As far as solving our problems in Nevada, they want us to give an explanation."
Sitting at the top, one could see some representatives of 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 away some of the cake 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, some 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.
…
Nevada's controllers can no longer tolerate this chaotic situation.
and.
It's just dealing with some refugees. 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 regarding these matters, the police departments in Nevada will definitely do a perfect job."
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, we are still adhering to the pressure of public opinion, as well as the necessary personnel statistics, 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 unimportant.
Then giving them up would be a relatively simple method.
certainly.
This kind of thing cannot be said directly, but isn't one of the issues in today's parliament exactly to solve these problems?!
It doesn't even need to be said explicitly.
None of the congressmen present who made their fortunes from Nevada's gambling industry 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.
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?!
Pray for God’s forgiveness and protection?
Ah!
That's something only a fool would do.
"perhaps……"
"We contacted the Nevada military for some secret plans in the past and should also put them on the agenda."
It's better to say it's a meeting than a notification.
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 and arrangements for the military."
A man in a suit with a cross on his chest appeared on the screen.
With 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.
"Ladies and 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 personal show, General Ross, who has now lost power, can no longer do it.
even.
He is now facing the crisis of going to court-martial, so he came to attend this important meeting.
He even had to do it in the name of his subordinates, hiding his name and not daring to speak out loud.
certainly.
These big names present are not fools, but General Ross still has some remaining abilities and connections.
No one wants to kick this old guy who is dying 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 is of no benefit and can easily lead to 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 even needs his own hands to support him now.
"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 use 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 about anything."
A stranger's voice came to my ears.
Before General Ross could react, the men beside him suddenly disappeared... as if a dark shadow was 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 the man.
"Black Hand...Walon!!"
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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, Wa Long 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!!"
This chapter has been completed!