Maoshan Taoist priests practice falsehood and become reality

Chapter 120 The good and the strong

Bright sunshine, white clouds, tall towers, looking past the tall buildings, the same scenery as usual.

"It's a little hot."

Wei Zonglin took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He sat in his wheelchair and quietly waited for the arrival of the crane.

Noisy voices came from the walkie-talkie from time to time: "Report, report, this is Group D. No trace of the crane has been found so far."

"Report, report, this is Group A. There is currently no trace of the crane."

Too noisy.

Turn off the intercom, and the only sound left on the tower is the wind.

Wei Zonglin looked at his watch.

11:59:59.

12:00:00.

drop!

He looked up and saw that the viewing platform was empty.

Broke the appointment?

The wind passed by.

When Wei Zonglin opened his eyes again, there was a white crane standing on the edge of the viewing platform.

One person and one crane looked at each other, and time seemed to stand still.

White feathers and golden eyes, holiness with a touch of majesty.

Wei Zonglin suddenly felt a little nervous.

"Hello."

He was the first to say hello.

Bai He nodded, fell to the ground, turned into a human mirage, stood about three steps away from Wei Zonglin, and responded:

"Hello."

Both parties maintained restraint and politeness, but their hearts were already in ups and downs.

Especially Wei Zonglin, he has never seen such a method, the ability to imitate a crane and turn into a human being, beyond the ability of cognition.

Is this real power?

Su Heng, on the other hand, was sighing more:

The Pearl Tower is so damn high!

Who knows, in order to improve my performance, I specifically chose the highest place in the city. As a result, everyone assumed that cranes can fly and directly locked the elevator on the first floor.

In desperation, Su Heng could only take one step at a time and use Qinggong to fly up.

The 113th floor, a vertical height of nearly meters. Fortunately, he had sufficient mana to support him, otherwise it would not be impossible for him to fly halfway and fall.

Almost late.

Su Heng looked around and found no one else. Wei Zonglin was the only one sitting alone in a wheelchair, his face slightly pale.

He didn't even bring a bodyguard, so he was sincere. Unlike Su Heng, who can bring everyone with him.

Already prepared to run away at the first sign of disagreement.

"This is our first meeting, Mr. Wei." Su Heng said straight to the point, "I am a crane from above the nine heavens. I have come here to help you solve the disaster. However, the world is in chaos today, evil spirits are raging, and a great disaster will befall you in the near future. But I can't solve it by myself. I hope you can help us to overcome this disaster together."

Just a few words shocked Wei Zonglin's heart.

The crane comes from the nine heavens? Where is that? Outer space, or the fairyland in legends?

"Crane... True Lord, above the nine heavens, where do you mean?"

"The sky is beyond the sky."

Listening to Xianhe's tone, it seemed that he didn't want to say more, so Wei Zonglin brought the topic to "disaster" again.

"What exactly does the disaster that True Lord Xianhe refers to?"

Hearing this, Su Heng answered with a question: "You know this disaster very well."

Wei Zonglin was silent for a moment and sighed: "Yes, the enemy has penetrated into the safe zone and District 11 has fallen. If left alone, it will soon be District 9's turn. Now District 9 does not have enough troops to compete with the enemy and fight head-on. The defeat is certain. Unless..."

"Unless we proactively cut off the connections between the districts and make District 9 independent."

Su Heng said the words that Wei Zonglin had been unable to say for a long time.

A long time ago, Su Heng studied the layout of major security. The five-pointed star structure has area one as the absolute core and radiates outward in two circles, while area nine is the outermost protective circle, connecting the four safety areas of three, five, seven and eleven.

Each safety zone is connected by a transportation subway located 200 meters underground.

The average length of the subway spans 500 kilometers, and protective gates are installed every 50 kilometers. When all ten protective gates are lowered, the connection between districts can be regarded as interrupted.

Wei Zonglin had proposed Xianhe's proposal to the headquarters before, but it was rejected.

There was nothing he could do.

The authority to control the gates does not lie in the hands of the district chiefs, but in the hands of the top management in the core area.

After hearing Wei Zonglin's explanation, Su Heng said calmly: "Real cutting does not require authority."

A real cutoff does not require authority, but what kind of cutoff is just lowering the gate?

How could Wei Zonglin not understand such a simple truth.

At this point, he thought the two were thinking about the same thing!

That is,

Blow up subway tunnels!

The tunnel is located two hundred meters underground. As long as it is blasted properly, the sand and gravel can fill the cavity in an instant, completely obliterating the four roads leading to other safe areas.

Wei Zonglin had considered this plan.

But he has never been able to make up his mind to execute it. Once he does so, he will be regarded as a traitor to human civilization, and the entire ninth district will become an isolated island in the next few years.

This is a method that must not be used unless there is a desperate situation. The price is so heavy that no one can bear it, unless the benefits obtained can offset the cost.

Wei Zonglin's eyes were burning and he asked with great expectation:

"After cutting off, can the future of District 9 be guaranteed?"

"Yes." Su Heng nodded, "If the plan goes well, the future of not only the Ninth District but also other safe zones will be guaranteed."

"What are you going to do?"

Su Heng looked up at the sky: "The plan is very simple. Since the demons are raging and causing trouble to the people, then we will invite the gods from the nine heavens to come to this world and subdue the demons."

Wei Zonglin couldn't help but ask: "Who are the gods above the nine heavens?"

"Have you heard of it more or less? Sanqing, Siyu, Wulao, Liusi, Qiyuan, Baji, Jiuyao, Shidu..."

"Three Pure Ones, Four Imperial Guards, Five Elders..."

Wei Zonglin murmured and repeated, he had been exposed to the stories of Eastern gods many times. What the crane said was not a being who turned the clouds and rain, covering the sky with one hand?

If it can be realized, let alone protecting the ninth area, it will be easy to regain the entire planet.

Is this really not painting a cake?

"How can I trust you?"

Entrusting the future of mankind to a man who hides his face is tantamount to gambling.

Wei Zonglin needed to see Su Heng's further sincerity to prove that what he said was true.

Like taking off the disguise.

But does Su Heng still need proof?

The two battles at the Psychic Research Institute and River Street have explained everything. Besides...

"You have no choice."

Wei Zonglin was hit in his weak spot.

Yes, he had no choice at all. The other party is obviously a higher-dimensional being, and it is kind to be willing to help.

Asking for more?

Why.

The reason for the back and forth was just Wei Zonglin's fantasy. He hoped that the crane would be kind.

Being kind means being able to be influenced, blackmailed with benevolence, righteousness and morality, and controlled subtly.

Now, the fantasy was shattered by one sentence.

The Crane is not a good person, he is a strong person.

Unlike good people who are prone to acting emotionally, strong people act decisively, weigh the pros and cons, and take the overall situation into consideration.

In many cases, they appear selfish and indifferent compared to kind people.

Wei Zonglin smiled, maybe this is better.

The Red Moon incident ten years ago made him realize that good people can make the world a better place, but they cannot save it.

Only the strong can lead mankind to cross the long river of darkness and welcome the dawn.

"I understand."

"So, what's your decision?"

"fry!"

On the afternoon of the second day after Xianhe met Wei Zonglin, four unprecedented explosions rocked the entire safe zone.

The links between Area 9 and other safe areas were cut off, turning it into a true "isolated island".

Wei Zonglin was regarded as a traitor to mankind and a tyrannical dictator.

At this point, the structure of the safety zone has completely changed.

(End of this chapter)