Zongman: Is this how it’s sewn?

Chapter 90 089. Monsters Rage
The major general looked at the men, women, young and old present, all dressed in all kinds of clothes.

"You are all the pillars of our nation. Currently, various mutant creatures are spreading across the country, causing countless casualties. The following is top secret footage of catastrophic-level monsters causing massive human casualties."

A colonel stepped forward and turned on the projector, and an image of South Africa appeared.

"Roar!"

A thousand-meter-tall prehistoric beast was wriggling on the African savannah. It was a death sandworm, with each of its pseudopods opening a bloody mouth and roaring continuously. Wherever it passed, both plants and animals were licked clean and uprooted, leaving behind a sky full of white.

A black congressman rushed towards the death sandworm with a nuclear bomb in his arms. His face was as fierce as a ghost, and the scar at the corner of his eye added a bit of courage. He turned into a scorching sun and died together with the death sandworm.

"Is this a nuclear bomb?" Someone's eyelids twitched. Where did the nuclear warheads come from in Africa?

"Yes, the deceased black congressman was acting under the instructions of the Planetary Council." The major general answered affirmatively with a firm expression.

"Why not launch a nuclear bomb remotely?" someone asked in a deep voice.

"If possible, we'd like to do that." Yan Yuanyi took over and explained to the old senior, "Monsters of this level already have the ability to foresee danger. Only beings of the same level can mask this perception."

"A high-yield nuclear bomb is useless?" The hunchbacked old man in Red Army uniform pondered for a moment before continuing, "How about making sure the enemy can't escape the range of the nuclear bomb?"

"This death worm will retreat underground when it senses danger. Even if we use space-based kinetic weapons to penetrate the surface and then reload it with nuclear bombs, we won't be able to kill it. And the Planetary Council cannot request nuclear bombs with too large a yield."

Another old man in a Tang suit said hoarsely, "If possible, it would be nice to have a council member exchanged for such a great beast."

"Indeed, if we ignore the fact that there are hundreds of such monsters in Africa," Yan Yuanyi sneered, "not to mention the other monsters."

"Comrades, our country has a vast land area of ​​9.6 million square kilometers, and 4.93 million square kilometers of rivers, seas, and lakes. How many monsters are there?"

After hearing this, everyone present fell silent. This information sounded too horrifying.

"Then why is there no news of large monsters hunting in the country?"

"Because our civilization has a long history, as early as the pre-Qin period, a great mountain and river formation covered the entire country, and those natural disaster-level monsters were nipped in the bud long ago."

After hearing this information, some people sighed at the country's prosperity and the good land left by their ancestors.

"And what's the price?"

"Someone needs to sacrifice their cultivation to keep the formation running. They sacrifice their lives to keep it functioning. Every restart consumes half of the country's annual income in spirit stones. And because the formation must continue to operate, these people cannot rest and must remain awake until their death."

The old man in yellow Taoist robes suddenly stood up and said firmly: "I failed to protect the country before. My master took the senior brothers to kill the enemy, leaving me to guard the Taoist tradition alone. I hated not being able to die with them on the battlefield. Now I have the opportunity, please let me fight for the young people. After I sat in oblivion, I stayed awake for decades in order to defeat the nightmare. No one is more suitable than me." "Senior Lin's heart is good." Yan Yuanyi looked at the Taoist master with some fear. Jiuxiao Sect is a branch of Shenxiao Sect. The country has a suppressive attitude towards this sect and does not allow it to accept disciples at will. At the same time, it will protect it from the extinction of the Taoist tradition. It is best to maintain a size of two or three people.

"I have said many times that we in the Shenxiao sect really don't have any method of reincarnation. The immortals of all generations have soul lamps in the hall, but the lamps have gone out after they died." Taoist Lin was a little indignant. He wanted to voluntarily hand over the Taoist skills but was rejected. Now he is not even allowed to die to defend the country?
"Friend Lin, please be patient. The country is doing this for the good of Jiuxiao Sect. Your disciples are not very capable. We can't let the inheritance be cut off." Yan Yuanyi tried his best to calm the other party's emotions. The country had to consider some old monsters who had been reincarnated. If they woke up and found that the Taoist tradition was gone, they would start a fight in anger. That would be a joke.

The people around him held onto this Master Lin, who was practicing meditation and forgetting his mind. He was already able to extract spiritual energy from the alien space. However, he was concentrating on the spiritual path and did not use any external methods, so he did not look that strong.

"If you have the strength, please help me kill the thousand-year-old white snake on White Snake Mountain. Now let's continue watching."

"it is good."

Master Lin Dao put away his temper and sat down very casually, watching the colonel continue to play the projection.

This time it was Xu Zhenqing who killed Bo Gang. Looking at Bo Gang's huge and bloated body, he was already very weak compared to the death sandworm, but the graphic explanation next to him said that this was an undead demon. The more it swallowed, the bigger it became. It once ate a piece of land into an ocean. It was a bit shocking.

When he saw Xu Zhenqing behead Bo Gang with one sword, he was afraid, but more confused.

"This doll belongs to our country, right? Why is it helping the Japanese?"

"Have you been off the news for a while? This is the current president of the Planetary Council. He happened to be in Japan, so he took action as required by law."

The octogenarian quickly took out his phone and fiddled with it, then frowned and said, "Something's wrong. Why can't I search?"

The young man next to him said helplessly, "Senior, this is a conference room. It's isolated from the internet. Of course you can't search. It's just that the formation is blocking your spiritual thoughts."

"No, my spiritual thoughts have the effect of breaking the ban. Even if I add the signal to my mobile phone, I still can't connect to the internet." The old man scratched his sparse white hair and said in a deep voice.

"No, this is the law of physics. It has nothing to do with your ability. It really has nothing to do with it." The young man smiled and hurriedly explained.

"Okay, the signal is blocked within a radius of three or four kilometers. Also, your cell phones must be handed in for formatting, or handed over to technicians for inspection." The admiral frowned. These men, women, young and old have many special means, so it is normal that the cell phones were not detected.

"No, you can't play like this." The young man quickly took out his mobile phone and deleted the messages so quickly that afterimages appeared.

"Haha." Seeing this scene, some people sneered, while others were amused.

"Oh my god, brother, you are still looking at this, we are from the same field." A fat man winked at the young man.

"Go away, go away, get out of here, don't slander me, an honest, reliable and desirable young man." The young man pushed the fat man's dirty hands away, not letting him touch his newly bought dream phone.

(End of this chapter)