Industrial Cthulhu doesn't believe in the end times.

Chapter 6 really had a contingency plan?

The first person Su Xun saw was a middle-aged man casually wearing a jacket.

He finally put down his pen and shook hands with the visitor.

"This is our Director He," Zheng Yuan introduced from the side.

"Comrade Su, I heard you called out Xiao Zheng's name right away? Do you know my name?"

"I really don't know."

"Looks like I'm going to have a short life." The other person smiled casually and introduced himself: "My name is He Ping, Ping as in world peace. It's nice to meet you."

After exchanging greetings, the two took their seats.

"I came ahead of time to get a feel for the situation; the person who actually wants to see you is still on their way."

He Ping spoke gently as he flipped through the documents and talked with Su Xun.

"I heard from them that you come from the future and brought some information and prophecies? Let me see, is it that a major catastrophe will occur in a month?"

"Yes."

He Ping quickly scanned the documents and then solemnly said, "First of all, thank you very much for everything you have done so far. Whether it is the prophecy you brought or the corresponding technology, it is of great significance to the entire ASEAN and even the world."

Su Xun didn't rush to speak, knowing that the other party had more to say.

"Secondly—ASEAN actually has corresponding contingency plans for similar situations. Of course, not the contingency plan for the situation you submitted, but a contingency plan for nuclear war or a disaster of similar magnitude."

He Ping smiled and shook his head: "There are even contingency plans for alien invasion, which can be used as a reference. But if these things are actually activated, you should be able to understand what that will be like. The lives of everyone on this planet will undergo earth-shattering changes."

"We have to be cautious, and I hope you understand."

Su Xun nodded: "Is there anything else that needs to be confirmed?"

He Ping opened a notebook, which listed some questions.

"These are questions posed by several members of national think tanks on short notice. I'll ask, you answer, and I'll take notes."

After Su Xun agreed, He Ping took out his pen and began to ask questions.

"My first question is, was the ASEAN lunar landing program successful? Do you remember the details?"

Su Xun was taken aback before remembering that such a major event had occurred at this time, which seemed to have happened in the last two days.

"The landing went smoothly, and water was successfully discovered, but the process of discovering water was a bit tortuous—at first, the astronauts explored southward but did not find anything. On the return trip, they found ice exposed on the lunar surface fifty meters southeast of the landing site."

When the other party brought up this matter, Su Xun recalled more details. This matter was heavily publicized back then, and Su Xun happened to be quite interested in these things and knew some of the details.

"Okay, so are the related plans in North America also progressing smoothly?"

Mentioning North America, Su Xun's expression turned strange: "Artemis? It's been postponed."

He Ping then asked, "Has any major natural disaster occurred on Earth within the past month?"

"I don't remember. It's not available domestically, and people abroad don't care much about it."

Has the international situation undergone significant changes within the past month?

Su Xun's expression became even stranger: "This is indeed true."

"?"

Even He Ping, who had been working on the covert front for decades, was stunned at this moment and subconsciously looked at Su Xun.

"But that was very late."

"At first, we even thought that the Great Cataclysm was caused by those people, until the secret realms appeared and we realized they didn't have that ability..."

"As for Artemis, there hasn't been another opportunity to launch since that postponement." "Hiss..."

He Ping and Zheng Yuan exchanged a glance, both seeing disbelief in each other's eyes.

Although such conjectures have been made internally, even the most daring scholars dare not draw such a conclusion.

He Ping was the first to regain his composure, suppressing his emotions as he moved on to the next question.

"Stock market volatility?"

"I'm not sure, I don't have money, and I don't invest in stocks."

"The situation on the eastern coast of the Mediterranean?"

"Yes, from the Al-Udeun River to the Mediterranean Sea, they have gained the liberation they deserve."

……

In this way, He Ping asked no less than fifty questions, covering a wide range of topics from the forefront of civilization to daily necessities, from the broad international situation to specific issues such as the release of a certain game or whether an author who has been inactive for a long time has updated.

Su Xun had heard of some of these questions, while he knew nothing about others, and he answered them truthfully.

Finally, He Ping closed his notebook and glanced at the time: "Alright, I've asked all the questions I needed to ask. The others who want to see you should be arriving soon. Let's move to a bigger room."

Su Xun nodded and followed.

They headed towards the conference room inside the research institute. Just as they reached the door, Su Xun saw several elderly men coming from the other end of the corridor. The man in the lead made Su Xun's heart skip a beat.

"Why are you here in person?"

Su Xun had considered that it might be a director who came, but he didn't expect it to be this person.

The ASEAN General Secretariat is not just a purely administrative department that only organizes documents. If ASEAN is regarded as an army, the Secretariat is the staff officer of this army.

Feng Zhengze had personally participated in the war and could be described as both a scholar and a warrior. He had a very tough foreign policy and was a powerful figure in his own right.

At this moment, the elderly man in his sixties smiled and said, "Comrade Xiao Su, we finally meet!"

"Surprised? The technology and information you brought are too important!" Feng Zhengze pulled Su Xun into the conference room together: "There are too many eyes watching him over there. He's drawing our attention, so I came alone."

"Let me introduce you. This is Academician Wu Mingli from the Institute of Materials Science, whom you mentioned. These two are Academician Zhao Min and Academician Chen Jun from the Institute of Physics."

"There are a few others you may not be familiar with: Academician Liu in the field of atomic energy, and Professor Chen and Professor Zhang in the field of social sciences."

A group of elderly men with white hair and an average age of seventy stared intently at Su Xun, their eyes filled with fervor.

"Comrade Xiao Su, may I ask..."

Wu Mingli stepped forward to ask a question, but was stopped by Feng Zhengze.

"No rush, let's finish the meeting first. There will be plenty of time for you to ask questions."

There were more than a dozen people present, including several from the scientific research field and representatives from the military and government.

Su Xun greeted them one by one, and everyone took their seats.

"Comrade Su, I am aware of the situation you reported. On behalf of the country and the people of the whole country, I thank you for your efforts."

Feng Zhengze spoke solemnly to Su Xun, saying, "We've come here for two reasons: first, to understand the relevant situation as much as possible; and second, to focus on you and expedite the activation of the disaster preparedness plan."

When they finally met, Feng Zhengze didn't voice any further doubts. He had already done all the necessary confirmations. It concerned the life and death of the entire civilization, so it was better to believe it than not.

Even if there are other issues, they can be discussed later; some preparations must begin as early as possible.

(End of this chapter)