At the headquarters of the Earth Security Council, the staff who were constantly monitoring the number of casualties swallowed their saliva.
It was finally over. If this crazy speed of casualties continued...then I would be scared to death.
"What is the final death toll?" Eva finally breathed a sigh of relief and slumped down on the chair.
"44.5 million..." the staff member looked at the number and said cautiously.
"44.5 million." Eva smiled bitterly and pressed her eyebrows.
"The total population of Japan is only over 120 million, right? This time... one-third died?"
"And it is also the core one-third of the population..." someone added at the right time.
Tokyo is a place where almost all the elites in Japan have gathered, and it is a political and economic hub city. Its destruction is not just a simple loss of population, but it is estimated that the entire country of Japan will be partially disabled.
"BOSS, what should we do next? Synchronize the incident with other governments and agencies?" someone asked.
Eva closed her eyes and thought for a moment, then said:
"Don't move for now, inform Zhuo Lei and Thirty-three who are still alive, and let them prepare for battle."
"Don't worry about the five major alliances. Their intervention will only make the situation more complicated."
"If Jiuzhen really becomes an enemy, then destroy him immediately."
"If there is any hidden secret, we will make subsequent decisions."
Eva scratched her long hair and felt that a lot of strands were coming out from her fingertips. She had been under high stress recently, and her hair loss seemed to be getting worse.
Although she didn't have much contact with Jiutian, Eva always believed that this person was not a bad person.
Even though she had seen what he did with her own eyes, Eva still decided to give him a chance to explain. After all, if something like this happened at this juncture, anyone would be confused.
"This guy has made such a big mistake, I'm afraid it won't end well no matter what..."
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A few hours later.
The other side of the world, North America, Washington.
Although it was raining lightly in the sky, Thirty-three and Zhuo Lei still stayed on the lawn in front of the Capitol.
Zhuo Lei leaned against a tree with his eyes closed to rest his mind, while San San San squatted on the roadside with a piece of grass in his mouth.
"Alas..." the silver-haired girl sighed.
Zhuo Lei opened his eyes and couldn't help but say: "This is the twentieth sigh you have sighed in half an hour."
"Oh, there's nothing I can do." Thirty-three scratched his head, "I feel aggrieved if I don't sigh."
"twenty one."
"You just count me, right?"
"As the old saying goes, you can't sigh all the time, or you will lose your luck." Zhuo Lei said.
But when someone like him says these things, it's hard to tell whether he's serious or joking.
"Lao Zhuo, tell me, do we really win?" Thirty-three looked at the puddle of water on the roadside, and a delicate face was reflected in the water.
Although this beautiful face looks a bit shabby at the moment, and there is still a piece of grass in its mouth, squatting in an angry manner.
"The enemy has been eliminated, so we naturally win." Zhuo Lei said this without much thought.
"But Lao Gu is gone." Thirty-three curled up, his originally tall figure now looking a little thin, "He was quite nice."
Zhuo Lei originally wanted to say, "Is this what you can call me Lao Gu?" But he still didn't say it.
He thought for a while and then said: "I can't comment on Dongfang Yanie, but Mr. Gu and Mr. Mikkelsen are both very good. They sacrificed for humanity and are heroes."
"Mr. Amamiyagawa has a bit of an awkward personality, but overall he is a good person."
"What about Yunyun?"
A strand of silver hair drifted onto Thirty-three's cheek, but she did not brush it away, but let it stick to her skin.
After these four words were spoken, Zhuo Lei fell silent.
He didn't know how to answer this question.
"Yunyun did nothing wrong. She is so simple and kind." Thirty-three murmured, as if talking to Zhuo Lei or to himself.
"She didn't deserve to die."
"Everyone who died did nothing wrong." Zhuo Lei finally spoke.
"But she is not even a soldier. The reason she went to the battlefield was because she was coerced." Thirty-three looked at Zhuo Lei, "A soldier deserves to die on the battlefield, but Yunyun... she is just an ordinary little girl."
After another long silence, Zhuo Lei sighed.
"Oh, I don't know either..."
"Look, you sighed too."
"Took by you."
The two of them chatted with each other, talking about useless things.
The crisis has been resolved, but neither of them is willing to calm down temporarily, because once they calm down, they will think of many unanswered questions.
When the rain gradually began to get heavier, the two people suddenly stopped talking and looked up at the sky.
"He's here." Zhuo Lei said.
"Yeah." Thirty-three nodded.
Although Eva asked them to prepare for battle, neither Thirty-three nor Zhuo Lei took it to heart.
From the beginning to the end, they never regarded Jiutian as an enemy, because they were people who lived and died together.
A black dot fell to the ground and flew out of the rain curtain, like a swallow that was about to be drowned by the raindrops at any time.
Perhaps sensing the presence of Thirty-Three and Zhuo Lei, the increasingly larger black spot finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell straight down from the air.
"Holy shit!" Thirty-three jumped up and spat out the grass in his mouth.
"It's not far from here." Zhuo Lei's body flashed with lightning, and he was about to fly towards the place where he fell, hoping to catch the falling person.
"Wait a minute." Thirty-three stopped him, "What if that kid is really crazy like Eva said? We still have to be careful."
"Boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground not far away, and the birds taking shelter from the rain were startled and flew up in all directions. Just from the sound, you knew that the hit was not light.
Zhuo Lei: "..."
Thirty-three:"……"
"Is it okay now?" Zhuo Lei looked at Sansan San with a strange look, as if asking are you really that guy's friend?
"Ahem, let's go and take a look." Thirty-three ignored Zhuo Lei's confused gaze.
It is not difficult to find the landing place, because the big crater is very conspicuous.
Jiutian probably landed a few kilometers away. If Sansanduo hadn't said those words, Zhuo Lei might have caught him.
Speaking of which, Jiutian is indeed closely related to the "pit", and it feels like he will lie at the bottom of the pit at any time for various reasons.
With Sansan San and Zhuo Lei's speed, it only took less than a minute to reach the edge of the pit.
"It was Thirty-Three who told me to wait." Zhuo Lei pointed at Thirty-Three when he saw Jiutian lying down and looking at the sky.
The silver-haired girl was stunned for a moment, thinking to herself, you, a thick-browed girl, are doing this with your sister? Then she said sternly:
"Lao Zhuo, it's pointless if you say that."
"Ah, you two are still alive." Jiutian spoke from the bottom of the pit, but his hoarse voice startled both of them.
"Are you okay?" Thirty-three asked a little worried.
"Well, fortunately, he didn't die." Jiutian tried to get up, but failed.
Thirty-three and Zhuo Lei saw this and quickly walked over to help him up.
"I thought you were going to attack me as soon as we met." With the help of the two of them, Jiutian finally managed to regain his balance.
"What are you talking about?" Thirty-three looked at him and felt very uncomfortable.
"I'm not talking nonsense, I'm serious." Jiutian shook his head.
"Okay, talk less." Zhuo Lei interrupted him, "Take a rest first."
The two of them helped Jiutian fly out from the bottom of the pit, then looked around and flew directly into the U.S. Capitol Building. At least it wouldn't get wet here.
The interior space of the rotunda is high, grand and magnificent, with 8 huge oil paintings hanging on the surrounding walls. On the dome, you can see romantic ceiling paintings.
Thirty-three found a fairly soft sofa, and Zhuo Lei then put Jiutian on it.
After Jiutian seemed to have calmed down a little, Sansan San and Zhuo Lei looked at each other before asking:
"What the hell happened in Japan?"
After hearing this, Jiutian didn't answer for the first time and just remained silent.
"Did you really do it?" Zhuo Lei continued to ask.
"It's me." Jiutian raised his head.
The two of them froze.
"Why?" Thirty-three asked unwillingly. She really didn't believe that Jiutian would do such a thing.
"I was unconscious at the time," Jiutian said. "When I woke up, everything had already happened."
This reason is really bad, but Sansan San and Zhuo Lei know that even though it sounds bad, it is probably true.
"What... happened to you in the end? Why did you suddenly lose contact?" This is the biggest question in Zhuo Lei's mind.
"It's Dongfang Yi." Jiutian recalled, "If I'm not wrong, Dongfang Yani can't fully grasp the prop, and the coverage area of Jian Cun is not one hundred cubic meters. As a result, we made a miscalculation. When the prop was activated,
It’s time to get involved with the enemy.”
So that’s it.
Thirty-three and Zhuo Lei both looked ugly.
"Dongfang Yi...this bastard!" Thirty-three gritted his teeth, veins popping out of his fists, "I will make him pay the price!"
"Jiutian, let me ask you..." Zhuo Lei looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar Jiutian lying on the sofa, "Are you 'ok' now?"
Is everything okay?
Jiutian twitched the corners of his mouth, not sure if he wanted to laugh.
"I don't know either." That's all he could say.
The two people next to them looked at each other.
Although Jiutian's questions answered a lot of questions, they also raised more questions.
for example:
Why did Jiutian suddenly go crazy?
What is the purpose of Dongfang Yi doing this?
Will it continue to be like this for a long time?
How did Jiutian survive?
What other plans does Dongfang Yi have for the future?
And so on.
This feeling is very uncomfortable, especially for Thirty-three who has a straightforward personality.
But looking at Jiutian's haggard appearance, the two of them couldn't continue to ask more questions.
The atmosphere between the three gradually became a little tense.
Suddenly, Jiutian raised his head and stared at Thirty-Three.
"What?" Looking at his sudden gaze, Sansan San rolled his eyes at him.
"I always thought your hair was dyed." Jiutian said this without thinking.
Thirty-three was stunned. After being caught in the rain, her soft silver hair turned into tangled strands and stuck to her face. I think Jiutian was wondering why her hair didn't fade?
These words were a bit nonsensical, but the girl's confused eyes softened at this moment.
"Fuck you, I've evolved this." She said, "I'm so worried about you, you bastard!"
"I'm sorry." Jiutian said.
"You look terrible." Thirty-three's tense spirit finally relaxed and he rushed over to give Jiutian a hug.
She was finally sure that the Jiutian in front of her now was her familiar friend.
Zhuo Lei also smiled, walked up and patted him on the shoulder.
The originally stiff atmosphere collapsed at this moment.
"By the way." Jiutian looked at the two of them and asked, "Where is Dr. Wen? I have something to ask him."