In the darkness of the muzzle, Si Yao calmly took out a satellite phone from the embedment of the armor.
"As long as I make this call, the eternal hell will disappear. If the nature is more serious, the Japanese island will sink inland in half an hour."
Before departure, Orthodoxy was not unprepared. Considering that traditional intercontinental missiles may be intercepted by the deployed Patriot anti-missile system.
They then adopted two plans.
The first plan is to use helicopters to drop the Divine Strategy Army into designated areas. These dead bodies transformed into dragons by the orthodox ancestors will be the bravest warriors in the world.
Of course, the only disadvantage is that they need someone on site to direct them, otherwise they will fall into an indiscriminate attack mode until there is no living thing in sight.
As for the second set, they are space-based weapons.
When the in-orbit satellite moves over Japan, dropping a sharp rod made of tungsten-uranium alloy weighing 280 tons will produce a huge destructive power no less than several nuclear bombs due to the conversion of potential and kinetic energy.
Upon hearing this, the security personnel who were armed with live ammunition immediately lowered their guns. Some even turned to look at their teammates, fearing that some of them would accidentally fire.
Sakurai Kogure smiled charmingly, "The guest seems to be talking a bit too much today. Is it because he is not confident in himself?"
The woman's intuition told her that this ghost-faced warrior was not the one who once attacked the Paradise Hall.
"Maybe you can try it yourself."
Si Yao held up his satellite phone in protest, and the security personnel around him backed away warily.
Sakurai Kogure curled her lips and said nothing. The atmosphere fell into a stalemate for a while.
At this time, a phone rang in the venue. The sexy dealer with fishnet stockings wrapped around her thighs and a furry bunny tail on her butt handed the phone to Sakurai Kogure.
This is a call from General Wang.
"Don't be nervous. Orthodoxy has always been our friend."
General Wang's unique voice is like mellow wine, always making people sleepy.
But this sentence made Sakurai Kogure tremble inexplicably. Did the ghost-faced warrior in front of him come from the Chinese orthodoxy? It turned out that General Wang had known about it all along.
"Now, turn on the hands-free button."
As General Wang said, Sakurai Xiaogu turned on the speakerphone and arrived in front of Si Yao.
"What, you want to bribe me to surrender? Sure, I want an aircraft carrier."
Si Yao was just stalling for time, waiting for Li Longyuan to send Eriyi to the ferry, and the people of the Snake Qiba family attacked the door of the fierce ghosts after they could not find Eriyi.
But the phone was silent and there was no response.
Gradually, Si Yao heard a strange sound, like the prelude of a movement.
Gradually, the melodious and deep banging sound became more rapid, like the waves constantly lapping at the beach speeding up the rhythm.
Si Yao just felt that his head was very muddled, and he kept thinking back to scenes he had long forgotten.
White doves fly from the towering stone castle spiers in the distance, and the melodious sound of bells passes through the thick city walls and wanders in the barren white wilderness.
The young Si Yao was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, and his limbs were tied tightly with leather restraints. The tip of his nose seemed to smell the unpleasant smell of disinfectant.
The doctor in a white mask and white coat was examining his body as usual, from head to toe, and finally raised his eyelids to carefully observe the golden lines that lit up inside.
"It's a good semi-finished product with stable body performance. You can try pontine interruption surgery."
Si Yao looked to the side and saw a boy lying there with his eyes closed. He was very thin and pale, but his brows revealed a hard temperament.
"boom!"
There seemed to be an explosion from the room next door, and the burning of the blazing flames dissipated the unpleasant smell of disinfectant.
Si Yao shrugged his nose and vaguely heard someone calmly saying: "The transformation of No. 0192 failed, record the experimental data."
"Hey, what's your name?"
This hospital has a half-hour break in the evening. In the simply decorated cafeteria, the young Si Yao naturally passed over the boys and girls with blond, red, and brown hair and sat next to the black-haired boy on the operating table next to the room.
"Zhou Chen." The boy with stiff eyebrows was eating delicious food without raising his head.
"Your surname is Zhou?" Si Yao was a little surprised, but the next second he reached out his hand enthusiastically and said, "My name is Si Yao, and we will be friends from now on."
They are all cared for in this port hospital near the North Pole, because they have been cared for by their "family" early on and given them noble surnames.
In addition to not being able to leave the hospital to move around freely, they enjoy many privileges that young girls cannot have.
"Shall we go on an adventure tonight? I know that at the end of the corridor in this castle, there is a mysterious Room Zero."
There are thirty-eight small rooms on the first floor where they live, and there are half-finished children who are called good or excellent by doctors.
But as far as Si Yao knew, behind the room No. 38 where the beautiful blond-haired girl Renata lived, there was a lonely iron door with a huge "zero" written in red paint on it.
"If you don't go during this period, you won't have a chance."
Seeing that Zhou Chen had no reaction, Si Yao elbowed him and said:
"I heard from the nurses that because we have performed well during this period, we will soon be able to take an icebreaker to the distant ancient country in the East and meet our families.
Before we leave, we must do something earth-shattering so that those beautiful girls don’t forget us!”
Si Yao excitedly patted his chest.
"I have no family." Zhou Chen just shook his head.
"Then where did your last name come from? I heard from the nurses that Si, Zhao, and Zhou are all noble surnames there. It means that we can enjoy the privileges that many other children envy in Black Swan Port."
"A gentleman gave it to me." Zhou Chen replied, biting into a strawberry donut.
"That must be your father. His surname is Zhou, right?"
Young Si Yao became interested.
"No, his surname is Li."
Zhou Chen shook his head seriously.
"Li? It's really a rare surname. His surname is definitely not as noble as ours."
Si Yao crossed his arms confidently.
"Yeah." Zhou Chen rarely agreed with him.
"Mr. Li said that he hopes I can defeat all young people named Li when I grow up."
"Why? This request is really strange. If he has a son or grandson, wouldn't he be beaten up by you?" Si Yao scratched his head in confusion.
"Perhaps the strong will always bear more responsibilities and face deeper difficulties, right?" Zhou Chen recalled the expression of Mr. Li and said subconsciously.
"Is it possible that we will become very powerful when we grow up? Those who are weaker than us can just hide behind us."
Si Yao hugged Zhou Chen's shoulders familiarly and laughed.
The figures of the two boys sitting in the cafeteria were stretched infinitely, just like the vivid years being diluted by time.
In Black Swan Harbor, at the bottom of the stone castle spire, two young men wearing blue and white striped hospital clothes leaned against the rocks, facing the cold sea breeze.
The short young man handed half of the cold steamed bun in his hand to the stupid big man next to him: "Hey, my name is Wu Xiao, what's your name?"
"Agou." The big man replied angrily. The number 0192 is not his name.
"It's not okay to call me Agou. You'll get bullied here. Call me Blood Mastiff, otherwise others will be afraid of you."
Young people seem to be happy to change other people's names.
"Okay." The big man nodded.
"Believe it or not, I can take you to a restaurant for dinner in the future."
Wu Xiao put his hand on the Blood Mastiff's shoulder and pointed to a window inlaid with stained glass on the spire of the stone castle.
"That's where semi-finished products with distinguished surnames can go. We are just defective products."
The blood mastiff shook his head.
"What kind of bullshit noble surname? I don't have a surname, so I gave myself the surname Wu. But one day, I will let everyone in this world know Wu Xiao."
After saying that, he glanced at the big man confidently, "Do you believe it?"
The blood mastiff first shook his head stupidly, and then nodded quickly.
"Actually, I don't believe it either." Wu Xiao sat down.
"We were born as ignorant as weeds, and no one even gave us names. The doctors and nurses looked at us like garbage, full of disgust."
He reached out towards the sky, as if he wanted to catch the brightest star in the night.