Li Zhixian clicked on the record of the angry incident sent to her mailbox by Liang De, and while drinking the Boxing Cat Pineapple Light Beer in her hand, she browsed the pictures and text in the record.
The original information Liang De obtained from the planet records was very complicated, with thousands of perspectives alone. This was the result of his efforts to control the search scope.
It would be too time-consuming and unnecessary to transcribe all information of this magnitude, so he just listed a few key points of the Rage incident and attached a few animated pictures with subtitles, without even sound.
But this is enough.
If an event is powerful in itself, it doesn't need a colorful description to touch people's hearts.
And Liang De knows that warriors can understand each other.
Although they are not in the same world, their belief in fighting to protect others is the same.
She must understand.
Li Zhixian, who was slumped on the sofa, drank more and more slowly. When she saw the end, she put down the wine in her hand and straightened her back, sat upright, and silently looked at the people in the record who continued to drink.
The figure paid tribute.
Pay tribute to the two people who were left to the end and lived carrying the blood of all the victims.
After a while, she sent a new message to Liang De.
"I've finished reading it.
Wen Zhongsu behaved very straightforwardly during the Rage Incident, with a simple and direct character, but it has been twenty-two years since she sat in the position of chief officer of the Secret Service for so long, and things are no longer what they used to be.
Liang, you’d better be more wary.”
"My judgment has nothing to do with her character, but with her choices."
Liang De replied:
"It doesn't matter whether she really believes in the end of Blue Star. To Wen Zhongsu, there is no difference between the end of this country and the end of this planet.
I have already demonstrated my destructive power of destroying cities and countries. Don't look at her talk now. She is still tough. Until she has the confidence to control me, she will try her best to meet my requirements.
Then, Brother Xian, you should also know that as long as I want to run away, no one in this world can control me."
"Fart, weren't you locked up last time at the Nanjo Mountain Ancient Tomb?"
"How long has it been? Today is different from what it used to be. Do you understand? My martial arts realm has advanced by leaps and bounds. A cunning rabbit only has three holes. Now I have one more hole than a cunning rabbit, not to mention two white-level ones in the world."
, even twenty white-level people in the world can’t touch a hair on my head.”
"Old Liang, just blow it."
Li Zhixian snorted and was about to continue watching quietly when he suddenly thought of something else.
"Old Liang, you have checked the planet records and know the location of the angry tide seal clearly. You can go to see the source of the angry tide by yourself. You also said that you need help from others to verify it. You are wasting time waiting for someone to ask for instructions. Something is wrong. You have a problem.
"
Liang De immediately replied: "What problem can I have? I am a guest from afar, and the guest does as he pleases. I also have a problem with being a respectful and polite Dongguo person?"
The people who know Rituo best are she and He Gongji. It is safer to watch with these two people.
I don’t think that after reading more information, I feel that no one understands the rage better than me, and I rush over hastily. Who knows what will happen, otherwise I will really cause the apocalypse. That would be too stupid.
Moreover, it would be better for them to inform their superiors to make more preparations. When the end comes, what use will a no-man's land with a radius of fifteen kilometers be of any use."
"Explaining so much, there is definitely something wrong with you."
Li Zhixian said: "Don't you want to fast forward from guarding ordinary people in the park to early interstellar immigration to save all mankind?" Seeking Demon TXT
"Brother Xian, your plan is too big."
Liang De smiled and replied:
"It's not something I should think about.
I'm just a Jie Yuan traveler passing by."
…
More than half an hour later, Wen Zhongsu teleported back to Gray Heron Park.
The so-called reporting to superiors is just an excuse. Since she took office, supernatural events have been handled exclusively by the Secret Service, especially matters related to the Rage. She and He Gongji have always had the highest decision-making power.
In more than half an hour after leaving the park, she personally met and informed more than a dozen comrades who held important positions, and tried her best to make some arrangements that were better than nothing.
It can only be better than nothing.
The news of the end of Blue Star came so suddenly. The whole thing was even a bit absurd. What could have been done if it had been earlier... earlier.
Facing the end of a planet, no matter what form it is, it is impossible for a country where ordinary people make up the majority not to suffer tragic losses.
The most important thing right now is to cooperate with the outsider named Liang De to investigate the source of the doomsday.
Wen Zhongsu brushed away the distracting thoughts in his mind, walked up to Liang De, and asked He Gongji to open a white light door the size of a dressing mirror.
"Please, Mr. Liang, I will take you to the Rage Blockade Area."
Liang De used his warrior spirit to scan behind the white light door. After confirming that it was safe, he walked in with Wen Zhongsu.
Behind the light door is a square passage with lead plates on all sides.
"Minister Wen, both you and Director He have briefly merged with the source of the angry tide. You can say that you are the person who knows it best in the world. I would like to ask, is it possible for a creature like soul moss to revive the angry tide?"
Before Wen Zhongsu could answer, a bright light flashed on the hairpin on the back of her head, and a fat middle-aged man with a big belly appeared next to Liang De.
"Minister Wen is going to be in charge of the Secret Service. I have been mainly responsible for guarding the blockade area in these years. I am the person who has the most contact with the source of the anger. Let me tell you.
The soul moss is neither fictitious nor real, and no iron wall can stop it. In the past twenty years, soul moss has encountered the angry tide, but nothing unusual has happened.
We have been directly supported by the angry tide and know what it relies on to strengthen itself. The food of the angry tide is the anger between the lines, which has nothing to do with the soul moss.
You said that the Blue Star Doomsday is related to Soul Moss, but I don’t understand. Maybe it’s just a coincidence that the Doomsday Center is near the Raging Tide, maybe..."
"We're here." Wen Zhongsu stopped and pointed forward.
Liang De looked in the direction of Wen Zhongsu's finger and saw nothing but a black wall.
"Wait a minute, I'll open the door again."
He Gongji rubbed his fingers and opened a palm-sized white gap in the black wall.
Floating in the middle of the white space is a dark lead-colored regular script character "wrath". The character has a neat frame and strict rules, but the edges of each stroke are slightly incomplete, leaving extremely small irregular jagged edges.
The moment Liang De's martial artist's spiritual sense touched the broken word "anger", a pair of thin-rimmed glasses suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Before he could understand what was going on, another quarter of the ten thousand volume bookmarks deep in the martial arts soul also appeared.