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Chapter 24-2 World Situation

"I know, let's go."

The two figures turned into phantoms, rushed out of the zombie gap, and returned to the door of the dance hall, killing all the zombies on the road.

As soon as the two figures left, Colonel Chu's voice sounded, "Everyone is here, attack freely, don't let any zombies escape."

Da da da

As gunshots resounded through the sky, the villa garden turned into a battlefield. Zombies were beaten into pieces under heavy firepower and fell to the ground unwillingly.

It had only been five minutes, and there were no more zombies in the garden. They were all zombie bodies.

Zhuang Wuming and others stood in front of the ball door, guarding against any mishaps.

Looking at the power of modern weapons, Zhuang Wuming shook his head deeply, "It's scary. My current physical fitness is enough to withstand the power of ordinary pistols. At most, it can break the skin and penetrate the flesh."

"But facing this kind of machine gun, the sniper rifle is helpless and can directly smash me into pieces."

"But if I have a firearm in hand, that's a different story. Even with my gun skills, I can annihilate a platoon fully armed."

"It's no joke that you're always hitting the target. Only when you've actually demonstrated this method can you know what it means to be terrible."

"One hundred thousand boxers marching into Guandong is not without confidence."

Zhuang Wuming was naturally aware of the boxer's methods. He was shocked by the terror of such group's force, but he was not afraid either.

What happened next had nothing to do with Zhuang Wuming. Someone had already talked to the rich people in the hall and issued a hush order at the same time.

As for the security guards and bodyguards, they were naturally warned, and all of them kept silent. What happened today was too weird, and it would probably cause shock if word spread.

Zhuang Wuming left in Hongling's car, and it was already 1 o'clock in the morning when he returned to his home.

The next day, Zhuang Wuming turned on the TV. It was quiet inside, nothing happened, and there were no reports about last night's incident.

Zhuang Wuming browsed various websites online and keenly discovered that there were various messages circulating on the Internet.

Sometimes some people saw zombies appearing, sometimes some people saw black and white impermanence, some people saw Yin soldiers taking advantage of the way, and mysterious monsters appeared, etc.

Although these messages will be reconciled quickly, there are always people who will leave various messages. Zhuang Wuming was shocked when he saw these messages.

"Hey guys, this is happening all over the world."

"Is the dream world really starting to invade reality?"

While Zhuang Wuming was confused, a meeting was being held in a high-rise building in the distant United States of America.

Big bosses from major fantasy organizations around the world gather here.

Around a long round table, twenty people were shrouded in shadow.

Anyone who is proficient in modern science will be shocked here. These twenty people are all phantoms. This is the most cutting-edge holographic technology.

I heard the excited voice of one of them, "The fantasy world invades reality. This is not a simple matter. Does any of you have any information?"

A man who spoke Arabic spoke calmly, "The prophet has predicted that a catastrophe is about to begin. Please be prepared for it."

A person who spoke fluent English said in a low voice, "The League of Legends will notify Congress to make preparations. Please also inform the major political powers."

The big guys each spoke for a moment and then decided on the charter.

After a meeting, as the predictions from the prophet fell to the ground, twenty phantoms disappeared, and a piece of news quickly spread among the dream world and high-level officials around the world.

The dangerous prophecy of an imminent catastrophe has affected the economic situation around the world.

For a time, the stock prices of various necessities skyrocketed, and the prices of luxury goods plummeted. A feeling of imminent rain enveloped the world.

Major governments also began to mobilize the military frequently, and various government projects began to be launched, almost all of which were projects to build air-raid shelters and fortifications.

At the same time, countless news is circulating secretly, and conspiracy and killings are constantly breaking out in secret.

Zhang Qian is a reporter from Rongcheng Daily. He heard that the Tang family held a banquet last night and immediately lurked outside the manor villa.

Because I hid in a tall old tree, I escaped the zombie attack.

Relying on his own camera, he recorded first-hand information and planned to quietly put it on foreign websites in an attempt to become an instant hit.

Mysterious monsters invade reality, and superhuman strength appears among humans?

Just thinking of this title made him excited, as if he had seen the moment when he would become famous.

He is editing the video at home, splicing the best parts of all the clips together.

The focus is on the ferocious faces of the zombies, the figures of the eldest lady of the Tang family and Hong Ling, fully displaying the battle scene between the two.

At the same time, mysterious forces arrived from behind and blocked the scene. The intense gunfight scenes were edited like blockbusters. After spending several hours checking, he felt that he would definitely become a hit.

Zhang Qian is also a smart man. After seeing that there was no news in the news, he knew that this was news blocked by the entire network.

The video was encrypted and sent to private servers around the world via the Internet, and the password was later posted to major forum networks.

He was fully expecting this video to become popular on the Internet, but what shocked him was that within a few minutes, he found that all the private servers that accepted the video he uploaded lost contact immediately.

At this moment, a mysterious man in a suit appeared behind him, holding a silenced pistol in his hand and pointing it at the back of Zhang Qian's head.

"puff"

There was a soft sound, and Zhang Qian's vision went dark. A blood hole appeared on his forehead, and blood flowed out. He lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

The mysterious killer took out his walkie-talkie and said, "Mission accomplished, over."

All secrets have been jointly covered up. Anyone who attempts to leak these information will be eliminated immediately, and all civilians are kept in the dark.

Not to mention Zhang Qian, even some prominent rich people would not know these things if they did not have a strong background and special channels.

At this time, Zhuang Wuming and Hongling were communicating in a coffee shop.

Messages came out of Hongling's mouth one after another, informing Zhuang Wuming about various things that were about to happen and were happening now.

After hearing this, Zhuang Wuming fell into silence. After a while, he frowned and said, "This is really an eventful time. Do you know when the disaster will happen?"

Hong Ling shook her head, "I don't know. Even a prophet can't accurately predict the disaster. I can only predict that it will happen within the next three to five years."

Nodding, Zhuang Wuming took a breath, "There are at least three years left for me to grow."

"You don't have to worry too much. If the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up. Human beings are not that fragile."


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