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Chapter 490 Codename: S-Class Disaster

The temperature in the prairie is slowly decreasing.

Countless animals sensed the huge crisis and crawled in their nests one by one, trembling.

Everything was silent, and the whole world seemed to have become quiet in an instant.

After a brief discussion, the Green City government has indeed begun to prepare for hibernation.

[Ghost] level disasters are too terrifying and cannot be resisted by level three civilizations. The best way is to hide and try to avoid conflicts.

Visions are particularly sensitive to the soul of intelligent life and the "luck" of civilization, but are insensitive to the idealistic energy contained in various extraordinary items and extraordinary materials.

Collective hibernation is equivalent to civilization stopping and not producing more "luck", thus reducing the chance of being discovered.

As for the "Devil of Greed", it really can't be used anymore.

The resurgence of the [Ghost] is most likely caused by the large-scale activities of the "Demon of Greed". If it is used again, it will definitely become a priority target.

As night fell, a crescent moon hung high above the sky, Lu Yuan and others' suspended spacecraft finally returned to the port.

When everyone stepped off the spacecraft and saw the familiar city, they felt a sense of relief - this diplomatic trip was really full of twists and turns, and even their lives were almost lost.

"Commander!" Lu Ying from the treasure-digging brigade was patrolling. When he saw them, he saluted.

Lu Yuan returned the salute to the soldiers: "Hello, comrades! The exchange with Lan Peng Civilization went quite smoothly."

"But now that such a big thing has happened, we can't continue to communicate. Please land the city near the other party's city. The distance should be about two to three hundred kilometers."

"We must work together to fight against the threat posed by the Snake Man's Palace."

"Understood!" Lu Ying shouted loudly.

Ordinary soldiers do not know the existence of [Demon], they just think that humans are having friendly exchanges with the Lan Peng civilization.

Even Lu Yuan doesn't intend to disclose this secret. Maybe there is a "demon" among humans?

He just arranged for Hai Zhiyun to secretly search for suspicious traces through big data. It would be best if he couldn't find it. If he really found it... then he would solve it privately!

As for the Snake Man Palace·

Although many people have guessed it, Lu Yuan is unwilling to rashly disclose the existence of "ghosts" in the Snake Man's Palace, because if it triggers a huge panic, emotional fluctuations are also a kind of spiritual energy and may have bad effects.

The phone rang continuously, and everyone started asking about the situation.

"Well————·We have returned safely."

"Raise the crisis level to the highest level."

After a while, the radio rang.

"Dear citizens, please note that the black shadow of the snake man in the sky is suspected to be a high-risk phenomenon. Do not look directly at it, do not talk about it, and do not use your identification skills."

"The Greenland Government classified the disaster as suspected S-class."

"Please proceed with the evacuation of an S-class disaster in an orderly manner.—"

S level, that is, the ghost mist disaster of the past! The kind that may be completely wiped out!

At this time, many conjectures were confirmed. The new generation was nervous one by one, as their own lives were at stake. Even the most unruly children behaved like a frightened quail.

"What's going on? Haipeng, why are you so timid? Don't use your big eyes to see what the black shadow is?" Lu Ying laughed at the students, especially the problem students.

Haipeng, who had always been naughty, couldn't help but shudder.

He is not a fool. The aura exuded by the snake-man's black shadow is indeed terrifying enough. You can feel the eerie coldness from thousands of kilometers away. Even a timid person will have a deep feeling in his heart after just one look.

of fear.

Under the leadership of the soldiers, the new generation entered the tiankeng in an orderly manner and lay down in the hibernation warehouse.

"Uncle Ying, this is an S-class disaster. Can we survive?" Haipeng said nervously.

He is usually naughty and troublesome and doesn't like to study, but he is also conscientious.

These students are lying here hibernating, letting others fight, but they can enjoy safety, and they can't help but feel a little guilty in their hearts.

"Can our third-level technology withstand it?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Did you develop the third-level technology? Is there anything you can do other than trust?" Lu Ying snorted coldly,

He said no words of encouragement and his voice dropped.

"If I die, the treasure-digging brigade will ask you to take over!"

"Ah————.I————.I can't do it." Haipeng quickly shied away.

Lu Ying said: "But if you die, there will be no next generation..."

"So, stay here."

"We will fight until the end!"

In just a few dozen minutes, these young people calmed down and transformed from immature children into social animals full of thoughts.

They all scratched their heads and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

If you don’t work hard at ordinary times, but now you encounter difficulties, what can you do?

Have you made a contribution?

No.

Their hearts were heavy, and they felt the heavy responsibility that came from civilization.

Time passes much slower in the Tiankeng than in the outside world. As a major strategic location, every inch of the area has been carefully planned.

In order to make full use of the volume, people built several high-rise buildings inside to house more hibernating warehouses and to accommodate the daily life of a small population.

Five hours later, several huge cranes lifted the flying saucer of quantum civilization.

The size of this flying saucer is not that big. The top opening of the sinkhole is slightly larger than the flying saucer, and can just be placed in it from top to bottom.

So, the small flying saucer was stacked directly on top of the tall building.

Now the sinkhole was completely filled.

The suppression of [abnormal ghosts] requires thousands of staff working shifts. These people have to live in the sinkhole for a long time and cannot hibernate. "It should not be a big problem."

"I wonder if [Ghost] can sense [Ghost]—"

Lu Yuan checked the furious [Deformed Ghost]. He seemed to be stimulated by something, and he kept banging on the protective shield "bang bang bang".

On the octopus's tentacles, the eyes all over his body stared at him viciously.

"The person imprisoned in the Snake Man's Palace is not your true body, right?" Lu Yuan muttered, but felt that he was a bit poisonous, so he immediately gave up the idea.

Then he put the remains of the two [Demons] in a thick safe.

This thing can't be stuffed into the storage space, and it's even less safe to carry it with you. It's the safest place to put it here.

"Oh, I can only make do with this."

"If even the sinkhole has fallen, it won't matter if there are two more [Demons] and one more [Ghost]. Let them enjoy themselves."

He breathed a sigh of relief, jumped out of the sinkhole again, and released the "Demon of Greed" and the Tree of Life in his body, putting them into dormant mode to protect the indescribably high-risk sinkhole.

The existence of "Greed Demon God" has stimulated the [Ghost], and it will not dare to use it again in the short term.

But in the sleep mode, as long as the tree of life is the main body, there is no problem, because the tree of life is a plant after all, and has no soul. Intelligent visions may be interested in it, but [ghosts] are unintelligent.

Existence is actually insensitive.
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