Under One Person: I, the Zombie King of the Ming Dynasty, was dug up

Chapter 148: King Zhao is really terrifying

The company can be reached anywhere.

office.

There was an almost palpable heaviness in the air.

High-back leather chairs are placed around the long conference table. Each chair seems to carry invisible pressure, making the entire space seem even more depressing.

The crystal chandelier on the ceiling emits a soft and dim light, echoing the gradually darkening sky outside the window.

Zhao Fangxu sat in the center of the conference room, a seat usually reserved for the most important person - that is, him, the helmsman of this company.

His seat was slightly higher than any other, which not only reflected his status in the company, but also made him the focus of all attention.

Today, unlike his usual confident and high-spirited appearance, there seemed to be a subtle shadow hidden in Mr. Zhao's eyes.

When he lowered his head in deep thought, the dark light vaguely shone through his furrowed brows, making people feel an indescribable uneasiness.

The pressure is too great.

The King of Zhao caused a great uproar in the United States. His behavior was like an uncontrollable storm, sweeping through and leaving a mess behind.

Faced with this sudden diplomatic crisis, the Longguo government was caught in a dilemma.

After all, the United States is best at information media.

People are saying that the Dragon Kingdom wants to dominate the world, which led to the creation of a monster.

The most important thing is that Zhu Li is out of control. He is not a weapon of the Dragon Kingdom, but a prince of the Ming Dynasty. No one can control him.

There is no other way, Longguo can only deal with it coldly.

Zhao Fangxu is having a headache now, as this matter also concerns an alien.

"Well"

Zhao Fangxu finally spoke.

"Intelligence indicates Iowa has fallen."

"The King of Zhao slaughtered the entire state by himself."

The air seemed to solidify into substance, so heavy that water could almost drip from it.

The directors looked at each other in bewilderment.

After a long while, Huang Boren said softly:

"What exactly does King Zhao want to do?"

"Will he not stop until he overthrows the United States?" Bi Youlong shook his head, not daring to imagine.

Such a superpower is now like a trapped beast, and no one dares to say that this is true.

Zhao Fangxu slowly pulled out a few photos from the folder. His movements seemed casual, but the tense atmosphere in the air became more intense.

The photos were gently thrown on the table, making a tiny noise, but it was like a blockbuster bomb dropping in the conference room, instantly focusing everyone's attention on those thin pieces of paper.

"Just take a look."

Huang Boren's hands were incredibly fast, and he picked up the top photo almost as a conditioned reflex.

His eyes quickly scanned every detail in the photo, and his expression changed from surprise to solemnity, and finally became stiff.

"My God, King Zhao is truly amazing."

Although the voice was not loud, it was like thunder in the silent conference room, causing several directors around to look at him involuntarily.

Zhao Fangxu did not explain immediately, but just quietly observed everyone's reactions. His eyes were deep, as if he could see into people's hearts.

The photos in Huang Boren's hand seemed like hot potatoes. He quickly glanced at the last one, and the content on it was even more shocking.

Bi Youlong usually appears calm and composed, but when he heard Huang Boyen say, "My God, King Zhao is truly an amazing person," his heart couldn't help but be moved.

His curiosity was completely aroused. With eyes as sharp as an eagle, he stared directly at the photo on the table and said in a deep voice, "Let me see it."

Zhao Fangxu nodded slightly, indicating that he could pick up the photo and take a closer look. Bi Youlong reached out, his fingers slender and powerful, and quickly and steadily picked up a photo from the table.

It was a heart-pounding picture. In the photo, a bloody rain was pouring down, forming blood-red rain curtains. It was like hideous blood clouds floating in the sky. It was extremely terrifying and gave people the illusion that doomsday was coming.

Bi Youlong's eyes froze the moment he saw this photo, and his pupils shrank slightly, as if he was deeply attracted by the blood-colored rain curtain and couldn't look away.

His face gradually turned pale, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and an imperceptible swallowing sound came from his throat.

He slowly put down the photo, his voice a little hoarse, but he tried his best to stay calm: "This...what's going on? Did King Zhao do this?"

"Yes." Zhao Fangxu nodded.

Bi Youlong's heart suddenly skipped a beat, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

He forced himself to calm down and continued to look through the photos in his hands, but the next scene almost made him doubt his eyes.

The background of the photo is chaotic, as if it were a wild scene before the creation of the world and the birth of all things.

This is the background blur that comes with satellite photography, and it looks a bit weird.

Against this blurry and eerie background, a creature as big as a hill stood out. It was so huge that it looked like a floating island, suspended in the terrifying rain curtain of blood.

The surface of this "island" is covered with strange scales, each of which sparkles with a cold light, like the dimmest star in the night sky, exuding a chilling breath.

What is even more shocking is that on the back of this behemoth, there are two human figures standing. They form a sharp contrast with this huge creature, like tiny ants standing on the top of a giant peak.

The figure of one of them was blood red all over. That blood color was not ordinary red, but a red so deep that it was almost black, as if it could absorb all light and devour all life.

He stood like a pine tree with an upright posture, radiating a dazzling golden light from his entire body. This golden light formed a sharp contrast with his bloody body, yet they coexisted harmoniously. It was like a torch in the dark night, mysterious and powerful.

"It's really King Zhao!!"

Bi Youlong pursed his lips, a little shocked.

The vermilion dragon robe is his symbol.

But no one has ever seen the King of Zhao take action. He looked like a god.

"It's really scary." Bi Youlong put the photo down.

Huang Boren took a deep breath and said calmly:
"I have never felt such a huge pressure when I was with King Zhao before. It seems that he is deliberately restraining himself. I am afraid that no creature can survive under such pressure."

"Yes."

There was a gleam in Zhao Fangxu's eyes.

The other directors fell silent after seeing the photos.

Zhao Fangxu was silent for a moment, his eyes slowly sweeping across every shocked face, as if measuring everyone's inner fluctuations.

Finally, he sighed softly and said slowly: "It seems that I am worrying too much now."

Huang Boren raised his eyebrows when he heard this, with a hint of doubt and curiosity in his eyes: "What do you mean?" Zhao Fangxu stood up and said leisurely: "Before, I was worried that the King of Zhao would not be able to handle this matter, and that international public opinion would become increasingly unfavorable to us. After all, if this kind of incident involving sensitive international political topics is not handled properly, the consequences will be disastrous."

His words were like a stream of fresh air, causing everyone present to nod involuntarily and secretly agree with them.

Indeed, faced with such a complex and sensitive international situation, the slightest negligence could lead to disastrous consequences.

"But now it seems," Zhao Fangxu changed the subject, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable light, "King Zhao decided to fight a quick battle, which may be a new turning point for us."

Huang Boren suddenly realized it. He patted his head and said with a smile:
"I see! A quick victory and a quick decision, cutting the Gordian knot, can not only avoid any more trouble, but also show our determination and strength to the international community. Not bad, not bad!"

Bi Youlong also said: "Violence is certainly not the best option, but in certain circumstances, when violence reaches a certain level, all conspiracies and tricks will be useless. As this photo shows, sometimes direct and powerful force can solve problems more effectively."

Although his words were a bit heavy, they were not without reason.

Zhao Fangxu looked at everyone with heavy faces. There was an indescribable feeling of depression in the conference room.

He said softly, "There's only one problem now."

Huang Boren immediately paid attention to what he said and asked, "Director Zhao, tell me."

Zhao Fangxu looked worried and said in a deep voice: "There are still many foreigners in China abroad. We need to bring them back. These people are valuable assets of our company and important resources of the country. We can't let them wander abroad."

Huang Boren nodded in agreement, but also pointed out the practical difficulties: "This is a problem. It is not easy to provide support in a foreign country."

Zhao Fangxu pondered for a moment, and seemed to have a preliminary plan. He slowly said: "The company will send a ship to the agreed dock. Those who are willing to leave can leave, and those who are not willing to leave... can stay there. We can't force anyone, but at least we have to give them a chance to choose."

Huang Boren frowned and thought, then asked, "Is it done?"

Zhao Fangxu shook his head, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes: "Not yet, but I plan to contact Senior Tang Mi, there shouldn't be a problem."

Zhao Fangxu clapped his hands, and a burst of crisp applause rang out in the conference room, breaking the previous dull atmosphere.

He looked around and said in a deep voice: "Everyone please work hard recently and let all places prepare. This is a big project."

"Director Zhao, we will definitely do our best!" A director was the first to speak out, his voice full of confidence and determination.

"Yes, we all understand the importance of this mission and will definitely prepare well." Another director echoed.

Zhao Fangxu nodded with satisfaction. He knew that at these critical moments, having such a team was his greatest support.

He waved his hand and said, "Today's meeting is over. Everyone go back and prepare well. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me."

As Zhao Fangxu finished speaking, the directors began to discuss in low voices and leave.

Xu Si walked out of the office. His steps seemed casual and relaxed, as if he had just come out of deep thought.

The sunlight shone through the window onto his body, casting a faint halo on him.

He wore a loose shirt with his sleeves slightly rolled up.

His hair is a little messy, but still looks casual and handsome.

Zhang Chulan saw this and rushed over, shouting, "Fourth Brother!"

Xu Si heard the shout, raised his head slightly, and asked alertly: "What's going on?"

"Fourth brother, tell us about the board of directors' affairs." Zhang Chulan said with a shy face, grinning.

Xu Si rolled his eyes, with a hint of teasing and scrutiny in his eyes. He snorted coldly and said, "Isn't it exposing the director's secrets if I tell you?"

Zhang Chulan scratched his head, an awkward smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Who are we following? Fourth brother, do you still not trust me?"

Xu Si sneered and said, "Xiao Zhang, don't I know what you are thinking?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

Zhang Chulan shouted, "It's unfair, Fourth Brother!!"

Xu Si didn't say anything more and continued walking forward.

Zhang Chulan followed closely, secretly glancing at Xu Si from time to time, as if looking for more clues.

Walking out of the company gate, Xu Si stopped and looked up at the sun in the sky.

The sun was shining, but his face was shrouded in a faint layer of worry.

The bloody rain scene in the previous photo couldn't help but emerge in his mind. The horrific and depressing scene made him feel palpitations.

Xu Si sighed, "It's not peaceful! Fortunately, we are in Dragon Country."

Seeing Xu Si's solemn expression, Zhang Chulan couldn't help but feel a little curious. He asked tentatively, "Fourth brother, has the time for the Zhao King's Tomb been decided?"

This time he was not smiling as usual, but rather had a hint of seriousness.

Xu Si did not hide anything and said calmly, "It will be soon."

Zhang Chulan frowned when he heard this and asked, "What do you mean?"

Xu Si took a deep breath and said slowly, "The tomb of King Zhao has been built, and we are just waiting for King Zhao to be put into the coffin."

Zhang Chulan's pupils shrank slightly, and he said dryly: "Then the matter of the United States will come to an end."

Xu Si glanced at him, with a puzzled tone: "Isn't this a good thing?"

Zhang Chulan laughed and said, "Of course it's a good thing, but at this last minute, King Zhao will probably make a big fuss."

The scarlet figure reappeared in Xu Si's mind, like a banished immortal from heaven, mysterious and powerful. His eyes became deep, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhang Chulan looked at Xu Si in a trance and couldn't help asking, "Fourth brother, what's wrong?"

Xu Si came back to his senses, glanced at Zhang Chulan, and said in a deep voice: "You are smart, you figured out the key, so there will be some big moves, but it's hard to say."

Zhang Chulan seemed to be thinking about something, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was weighing something in his mind.

He slowly asked, "So what do we do next?"

Xu Si shook his head, his eyes revealing a hint of seriousness: "Some aliens have appeared abroad, and we need to bring them back."

Zhang Chulan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly asked, "Do you need our help with this matter?"

Xu Si smiled and said, "Why are you so active now?"

Zhang Chulan quickly waved his hands and said, "Fourth brother, did you misunderstand? How long have I been resting? I'm not going."

Xu Si looked at Zhang Chulan and couldn't help but laugh: "I knew you were a cunning kid, you will be busy then."

"There are all kinds of strange people abroad. It's not always a good thing for them to come back, right?" Zhang Chulan thought of something and asked, touching his chin.

You know, if you are doing well in the country, why would you think of going abroad?

I'm unfamiliar with the place and have to start everything from scratch. Isn't this just asking for trouble?

Xu Si shrugged and said calmly: "It depends on the director's arrangement. We will try our best to bring them back."

"Just die there if you don't want to come back."

(End of this chapter)