Chapter 524 International Conference!
Beijing.
In a heavily guarded safe house.
"The secret realm has been generated, and the meeting will start in one minute."
"Sir, this is the entry token. Hold it and say it in your heart to enter."
As he spoke, the secretary handed over a crescent-shaped white token.
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After the old man in a Zhongshan suit took it, he added:
"In the chat secret realm, although there are rules that restrict everyone from using force, it does not mean that all players cannot use their innate abilities."
"In order to prevent some individuals from mentally controlling you, you must wear a mental immunity amulet."
"After entering the secret realm, please be sure to stay within three meters of me."
"If you encounter an emergency, immediately activate the token to exit the secret realm without any hesitation."
The old man listened patiently, and a kind smile appeared on his face.
He sighed lightly, shook his head and said:
"There is no need to go to such trouble. My talent is not outstanding."
"If I die, I die. China will not suffer any loss."
"Sir..." The secretary wanted to say more, but the old man raised his hand to stop him.
"I will do as you say. But if you encounter an emergency, don't just think about protecting me. First, save yourself."
"Your talent is much more useful than my life."
The secretary's eyes were complicated, but seeing the old man's firm expression, he could only nod in response.
The two held the token and disappeared in the hazy white light.
When he opened his eyes again, the scene of the safe house disappeared, replaced by a white space.
In the center of the space was a huge round table, with chairs neatly stacked around it.
People appeared one after another, and kept looking in the direction of the old man.
Most of them were staring at him,
and there was also a lot of contempt and ridicule.
The old man and the secretary ignored him and walked towards the first seat at the round table without hurrying.
There were five chairs stacked side by side there.
Compared with the surrounding chairs, it looked taller and more luxurious.
The old man's target was one of them,
because he knew that there was his seat there.
But before the old man got close,
two figures flashed in front of him and blocked his way one after another.
They were Sakura Prime Minister Taro Ishiba and South Korean President Yoon Geun-hye.
"Hey, isn't this Mr. Chairman? Where are you going in a hurry?"
Yoon Geun-hye smiled but didn't smile, and said in a yin-yang tone.
Before the old man could speak, the secretary took a half step forward and said neither humbly nor arrogantly:
"Since you have come to the secret meeting realm, you naturally have to sit down for the meeting."
"President Yoon, please make way for us and don't block our way."
Yoon Geun-hye glanced at the secretary and rolled her eyes.
Without moving, he said to himself:
"I blocked your way? Haha, maybe you went the wrong direction?"
"Those five seats are not for just anyone to sit in."
"You!" The secretary heard this and his eyebrows were raised, his eyes were angry.
He wanted to refute, but the old man patted his shoulder and pressed him back.
The old man had a kind face and a calm tone:
"I don't know what President Yin meant by this?"
"What do you mean?" Prime Minister Sakura sneered:
"It means you are not qualified!"
"Do you really think it's before the outbreak of the apocalypse? You have the strength and the status?"
"The world situation has changed, old man, there is no place for you Chinese in those five seats!"
"Be sensible, go to the corner and shrink, hahaha..."
Before Ishiba Taro finished speaking, the secretary couldn't help but move his hand.
The majestic mental power burst out from around him and hit Ishiba Taro like a copper wall!
Although under the restrictions of the rules, he couldn't hurt the other party.
But the violent mental shock still made this unscrupulous Sakura Prime Minister drink a pot of wine.
The extreme dizziness hit his nerves, causing Ishiba Taro to stagger and kneel down, and he vomited violently on the ground.
Although the secondary target Yin Jinhui did not lie on the ground like the Sakura Prime Minister,
her face was also pale, and the situation was not optimistic.
The old man looked at the impulsive secretary helplessly, and said to Ishiba Taro lightly:
"It seems that the Prime Minister is in poor health. If you really can't bear it, go back and rest quickly."
"After all, being a dog for others is not an easy job. You should pay more attention to your health."
"You... vomit... vomit..." Ishiba Taro wanted to refute, but the dizziness in his brain could not be dissipated.
He could only watch the old man step over him from the top of his head and walk towards the five chairs.
In the end, it was Yin Jinhui who used the props of tranquilization to rescue him from the vomiting.
"Baga, despicable Chinese!" Ishiba Taro watched the old man sit down and growled unwillingly.
Yoon Jin-hye sneered and comforted him:
"He can only jump around now. When the lighthouse president comes, how can he be arrogant?"
"That's right!" Ishiba Taro wiped his mouth randomly and showed a grim smile:
"At the meeting later, I will make him fully realize the situation and humiliate him severely!"
One minute passed in a flash.
Leaders of various countries sat around the round table,
not too few, but definitely not too many.
After all, the impact of the outbreak of the end of the world is too great,
And the time of this meeting was set after the first rift erupted.
There are many small countries with weak strength and no powerful ability. They have long existed in name only and have been divided into small forces.
Naturally, they cannot attend international conferences.
After a full opening speech full of official language, Lighthouse President Tripp spoke first:
"The end of the world has broken out, and the world pattern has changed and reset."
"This time, I called you here mainly to solve two problems."
"The first problem is to solve the king-level monster on Sakura Island."
"The second problem is to restore the permanent members and let order take over this chaotic world again."
"Let's discuss how to solve the "Flame Poison King" on Sakura Island."
After Tripp finished speaking, he sat down, and Sakura Prime Minister Taro Ishiba stood up and spoke:
"As you can see, Sakura Island is unable to kill a king-level monster on its own."
"Being able to trap it is already the limit."
"So here I implore you to send a helping hand to solve the Flame Poison King together!"
"Otherwise, if it drags on, our sea will become highly toxic The vast ocean, the earth's environment will no longer be suitable for human survival! "
As soon as the voice fell, the emperor of the Bear Country began to curse:
"It's just a king-level monster, and it's crying for help here."
"Are all you Sakura people pigs without fighting power?"
"It's better to restrict it to a corner and continuously pollute the sea water than to spend a little price to kill it completely! ? "
Someone spoke first, and someone immediately echoed:
"Don't you Sakura pay the most attention to the spirit of Bushido? Send the death squad up!"
"Yes, I don't believe that a king-level monster can't be killed if a few groups of people die!"
"Yes, call your lighthouse father for help, and if it doesn't work, throw two nuclear bombs!"
Faced with the discussion of many people, Ishiba Taro was not panicked, but a smile of success appeared in his eyes.
He stretched out his hands and pressed down, signaling everyone to be quiet.
Then he showed a bitter face and said sadly:
"Our Sakura country has a small area and a small population."
"Although many powerful players have been born, it is still far from enough to deal with the Flame Poison King."
"As for the use of nuclear weapons..." At this point, Ishiba Taro looked at the position of the Chinese old man meaningfully:
"After the outbreak of the apocalypse, the rules changed."
"High-lethality weapons such as nuclear bombs can be considered as big killers before the apocalypse."
"Now, there is no way to cause damage to the king-level monsters."
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