Chapter 555: Bright like fireworks (four thousand words)
The outer suburbs of Fertile Land, the base.
It was extremely busy here, and the hostage transfer work was proceeding in an orderly manner. However, the moment the "jamming bomb" exploded, the busy people stopped and looked back. They saw the hostages suddenly dispersed and disappeared immediately.
Some people knew what was happening, some people didn't know, some people clenched their fists excitedly, wanted to cheer, and looked forward to the explosive art that followed, and some people stood silently, not knowing what they were thinking.
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In the center of the base, in the pure white building.
In the spacious room, the group of representatives from various organizations stared at the big screen. At this moment, the screen showed a pure blue sky and three balloons floating away. A confident smile appeared on Dr. Harman's face.
If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would even want to shout and admire, this is the beauty of psychic weapons, a beauty composed of irresistible power.
"Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, the fertile soil has been paralyzed. Next, let us raise a toast together and witness this historic scene. The only pity is that we are not the only witnesses. I think at this moment,
In the building of the United Nations Headquarters, representatives from hundreds of countries around the world are also waiting through the camera in real time for the final trial. Yes, it is a trial. Anyone who dares to provoke and threaten humanity will be annihilated by gunfire!"
Haman raised his glass and said loudly.
People in the room raised their glasses when they heard the sound, and the scene was actually a bit spectacular.
Only the person in charge at the front, General Andre, still stood still, staring at the screen, and issued the "attack" order. He still couldn't feel at ease until he saw the results.
"drop"
The moment the order was given, the rows of launching vehicles standing behind the base buzzed in unison. On the gun mounts, those pure white, smooth, simple and beautiful psychic missiles suddenly ignited their tail flames and launched with a bang.
Accelerate, follow the calculated trajectory and fly into the deep space. Immediately, it draws a beautiful arc and falls to the fertile soil.
Their number is extremely large, densely packed, and almost endless. The area of fertile soil is too large. If you want to completely destroy it, you can only fill it up with numbers without using super weapons with powerful pollution.
Outside the base, the people standing clearly heard the roar. Soon, thousands of people looked up to the sky and saw an extremely spectacular sight. The densely packed pure white missiles almost covered the sky, like a large group of migratory birds, flying in the pure air.
, against the azure background, the overwhelming earth falls towards the fertile soil in the distance.
In a world that has been at peace for a long time, people have rarely had the opportunity to witness such a large-scale attack.
No one doubts that in a few seconds, that fertile land that is famous all over the world and looks like an independent kingdom will be reduced to ruins!
"Kill the wakfu!"
Suddenly a hostage raised his hands and shouted with a ferocious face.
Some people nearby were infected and shouted in agreement.
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Fertile soil, platform.
"Nuwa?"
After calling out again to confirm that she could no longer answer, Cheng Lin was silent for a moment and sighed softly.
The "jamming bomb" did not cause any harm to him. However, Nuwa was almost disabled. He was not sure whether Nuwa still had senses. She could still hear and see, but could not control anything, or whether her body was also damaged.
"Crashed", but these seem to be unimportant.
His worries finally came true, Nuwa really couldn't compete with humans.
"Perhaps, this was a farce destined to end from the beginning."
Cheng Lin said softly, took the agreement from Nuwa's hand, looked at it, smiled, and threw it away. Then, he raised his head as if he was aware of it, and saw the dense numbers of people flying in the blue sky.
, endless white warheads.
It turns out... very beautiful.
He thought, it's a pity that behind this is cruel destruction.
"Is this the end? This doesn't seem like your style."
Cheng Lin stuffed his hands in his pockets, breathed out gently, and talked to himself. As soon as he finished speaking, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, all the colors disappeared, the whole world turned into black and white, and time seemed to have frozen in time.
At this moment, this scene is not unfamiliar, it has appeared in the "Maelstrom".
[Humanity rescued the hostages through an agreement, and then launched a destruction plan. Tens of thousands of warheads are about to cover the main area of the Fertile Land, destroying all key nodes. You stare at them quietly, with mixed emotions in your heart]
[Task: Receive temporary skills, try to change the ending, return to the safe house after the task is completed, this deduction is over, and rewards will be distributed after the end]
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In his mind, the voice of the narrator sounded emotionlessly. Cheng Lin raised the corners of his mouth, and his hanging heart finally settled down. He was really worried that this time he would be completely destroyed. Then what else would he explore after the projection came out?
[Temporary skills are being distributed..."Confinement", "Amplification", "Sealing"...]
Immediately, Cheng Lin felt that a lot of information suddenly appeared in his mind. He was not lacking in experience and quickly mastered it. The whole process did not take more than one second.
Opening his eyes, Cheng Lin took one last look at Nuwa beside him and said to himself: "I still have to take care of it..."
As he spoke, he casually raised his right hand, pointed toward the sky, and softly uttered one word:
"Confinement."
There was no splendid brilliance, no deafening roar, no... no changes, but the wind on the platform suddenly stopped.
The world changed from black and white to color again.
The three balloons, which had turned into small black dots, suddenly solidified in mid-air.
An invisible force of imprisonment enveloped the sky, silent but extremely powerful.
Suddenly, the "psionic missile" flying in the front began to slow down suddenly, as if it had entered a quagmire full of resistance, and it seemed as if an invisible big hand was gently holding it up.
It spun with all its strength, as if it wanted to break free and break through, but this was in vain.
"Buzz"
In an instant, the round, streamlined, pure white warhead suddenly stopped in mid-air, motionless.
Then, the second one stopped, and the third one stopped...
Almost in the blink of an eye, the rain of bullets that covered the sky stopped completely!
At first glance, it seems as if time has been pressed on the pause button!
This scene is extremely strange and unbelievable!
The whistling stopped suddenly, and there was silence between heaven and earth!
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Outside the base.
The voice of "kill the wakfu" is still echoing. Those excited people have controlled faces, crazy eyes, waving their fists, hoarse throats, expecting the artillery fire to come, and the earth shakes.
However, a few seconds passed, and the explosion they were expecting did not arrive as expected. In fact, the warheads that looked like migratory birds seemed to have stopped.
The shouts gradually began to weaken, became lower in volume, and finally disappeared completely.
"Why didn't it explode?"
someone asked.
"It hasn't flown yet?" one person wondered.
However, he himself did not believe this judgment, and no one around him believed it. Are you kidding me? Although the distance from the base to the fertile soil is not short, at the speed of the missile, it can be said that it is almost instantaneous.
arrive?
But...why is the scene in his eyes so difficult to understand?
Those warheads really seemed to have stopped, and they looked like handfuls of rice sprinkled on the blue velvet.
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In the center of the base, inside the room.
At the call of Dr. Harman, representatives from various organizations raised their glasses one after another, preparing to drink the wine amid the explosion. However, the images in front of them actually stopped, which made it difficult for people to relieve their brewing emotions.
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I could only hold up my cup in embarrassment, not knowing what to do.
"Dr. Harman, is this... is the imaging equipment broken?" A man wearing a bow tie couldn't help but ask.
The smile on Dr. Harman's face froze, he coughed, frowned, pointed to the two assistants to check, and explained at the same time:
"It's possible that the explosion interfered with the signal transmission. Moreover, although there is some protection, the interference bomb will more or less affect some..."
"But even if there is a problem with the signal, why can't we hear the explosion?"
A senior director from the Fertile Land Company's board of directors asked, his tone full of confusion.
Haman was speechless, and everyone in the hall fell silent.
Yes, even if there is a problem with the picture transmission, why can't you hear it? After all, everyone's ears are fine!
Even if there is a safe enough distance from the bombing center, with so many warheads exploding, there should be some noise, right?
"Something's wrong!"
Suddenly, the person in charge, General Andrei, shouted loudly. He immediately twisted around, broke through the door, and came outside. A group of representatives also followed in a daze. They rushed out of the building and came outside, seeing the endless view.
The grassland known as the "isolation zone" also saw the blue and pure sky, as well as the weapons parked in the sky.
"Ah!! Oh my God, what's going on?!"
A woman screamed.
Thousands of people outside the base had all gathered at this moment, pointing towards the sky. When they saw this group of well-dressed big shots coming out, a "hostage" suddenly ran over and said in a dissatisfied tone:
"Gentlemen, why did you suddenly stop attacking?"
Haman was confused: "We didn't..."
"Didn't you control the missile to stop?" the man said angrily.
Haman's eyes widened and he didn't know what to say.
Let the missile stop while flying at high speed and not fall down? These people actually think it is controlled by us? Are their minds broken? How is this possible?!
However, after roaring in his heart, Haman still calmly realized one thing, that is... it was not that the picture was delayed or the information was affected, but that the tens of thousands of missiles they launched really stopped!!!
Undoubtedly!
"How...how could this happen...could it be Nuwa's ability? No, Fertile soil has been paralyzed. Moreover, even if an accident occurs, it is absolutely impossible for a mere Fertile soil to intercept the missile, let alone
Talk about such an incredible..."
Haman held his head, overwhelmed by huge shock and confusion.
At this time, the assistant next to him had already answered and explained that they did not stop on their own initiative. As soon as these words came out, the entire base burst into excitement, and thousands of people instantly understood that some kind of accident must have occurred.
"General Andre... you..."
Suddenly, a director looked at Andre, and saw the wind suddenly blowing around the general manager. His clothes were shaking and torn. His deep eyes were extremely solemn, and his face was as hard as stone, with a majestic wave.
, terrifying power rose from his body.
People shouted and backed away, but they didn't panic.
Because they knew that this was Andre using his own power.
Yes!
As the general person in charge of the base, he is clearly a ninth-grade peak powerhouse!
The reason why he came to preside over the destruction plan was to ensure that there would be no accidents if there was an "omission".
"Quiet!"
Andre's lips did not move, but a low and powerful command sounded in people's hearts. The voice was like a pillar in the big waves, with reassuring power, and the crowd calmed down.
"Superpowers!"
Immediately, Andre was heard looking forward, tensing his body, and spitting out a word.
Superpowers?
Haman and others were stunned. They were elites after all, so even though they were in shock, they quickly woke up:
"You said that the one who stopped... was a person with superpowers?"
People were shocked, puzzled, and confused.
Why do supernatural beings appear in the fertile soil?
No, this is not the most important thing. The question is, how powerful a superpower is required to stop tens of thousands of psychic missiles?
And can Andre, who is at the peak of the ninth grade, feel like a powerful enemy?
Could it be one of the other top experts in the world?
Why? Are there forces who want to destroy all this? Want to use Nuwa? Support her? To obtain some kind of political benefit? Could it be said that during these ten days of negotiations, someone has secretly contacted Nuwa? Could it be?
Who are the forces that avoid global attention? How many of them are able to invite the top nine ranks? I’m afraid there are only a few big countries and super consortiums, right?
At this moment, Haman and others' minds were racing rapidly, their thoughts were complicated, and their faces became solemn.
Thousands of miles away, at the United Nations headquarters, which is also watching here through imaging technology, countless flags are flying in the building surrounded by flags. In the huge conference hall, there is silence at first, and then there is a roar!
Present here are representatives from almost all member countries. They saw everything happening outside the fertile soil at the same time, heard Andre's words, and could easily think of a series of treacherous conspiracies.
Almost instantly, countless eyes turned to the representatives of several permanent members of the Security Council!
"I think we need an explanation." The head of the Security Council asked solemnly.
The representatives of several major powers who were listed as suspects also had sinking expressions. They also had no idea what was going on, and which company this superpower who appeared out of nowhere to intercept tens of thousands of psychic missiles came from.
Suddenly, a violent sound broke the deathly silence in the conference hall!
People looked at it in astonishment. Through the image, they could only see those pure white and cute missiles that were stagnant in mid-air, as if they were tightly grasped by an invisible big hand...
then……
It exploded into pieces...
"Boom boom boom boom..."
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Fertile soil, station.
Cheng Lin gently opened his clenched right hand and looked up at the brilliant fireworks in the sky, as if he was enjoying a grand fireworks show.
He did not look back, but said softly to Nuwa:
"I always felt that something was missing before. Ha, as expected, fireworks are enough to be festive. What do you think?"
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ps1: I was too sleepy last night...so...ahem (covering my face in shame)
ps2: On the last day of October, if you still have votes, it will be wasted if you don’t vote, you know.