Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

Amidst the cries of "Holy crap!" and the screen filled with shock.

A brief silence fell over the entrance to Mushroom Village.

At this moment, Mr. Qian's expression remained serious, even solemn.

He leaned on his cane, his deep eyes sweeping over everyone present before finally fixing their gaze on a live-streaming camera directly in front of him.

He knew he had to give an explanation.

An explanation that can convince everyone and make everyone understand the seriousness of the situation.

"I know this sounds crazy."

Mr. Qian's voice was not loud, but his calm demeanor gradually calmed the somewhat restless atmosphere in the room.

He didn't use any official jargon or beat around the bush; instead, he spoke like an elder storyteller, recounting a long-forgotten story.

"Everyone here, and the young people watching on the screen, you may know that decades ago, in order to deal with the nuclear threat from that superpower in the north, we devised a strategy of exchanging locations."

Upon hearing this word, many people at the scene nodded in agreement.

This is a well-known piece of history, a desperate counterattack strategy devised by our ancestors in order to survive during that arduous and extraordinary era.

however.

What Mr. Qian said next made everyone hold their breath.

"But what you don't know is that behind the base-swapping tactic, there is a more secretive and more decisive backup plan."

At this point, a look of regret and respect flashed in the old man's eyes.

He uttered those four words slowly and deliberately:

Code name: Jade Shattered.

Better to be a broken piece of jade than a whole piece of tile.

The moment those four words were uttered, even without knowing the specifics, a sense of tragic grandeur instantly washed over you.

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Mr. Qian continued:

"Back then, if the exchange tactics failed, or if the enemy really wanted to occupy this land of ours..."

"Then, those nuclear bombs that were secretly buried in advance at various key points on the mainland are our last resort."

"We will detonate them."

"Even if this land becomes devastated as a result, even if we pay a heavy price, we will never hand over our intact land to the invaders."

The old man's voice trembled slightly, as if he too was struggling to breathe under the weight of that history.

"This is the Jade Shattering Plan."

"This is the last line of defense left by our ancestors, and their final determination to defend their dignity."

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As Mr. Qian finished speaking.

The scene fell completely silent.

Even the netizens who were frantically spamming the comments section just moments ago have stopped typing.

Everyone was so shocked they were speechless.

For the first time, they learned that hidden within that seemingly distant historical mist was a tragic, heroic, and deeply moving contingency plan.

That kind of resolute determination to fight to the death, that kind of ruthlessness to spare no effort for the country and the nation.

Every student and student of Dongda University who heard these words felt a chill run down their spine, and a surge of indescribable sorrow and respect welled up in their hearts.

Even Wang Dafa and Shi Chang, who were standing to the side, put away their fear and became solemn.

While everyone was still immersed in the shock brought by this history,

However, Mr. Qian changed the subject and brought the topic back to reality.

"but."

These two words made everyone's hearts jump again.

"Because of the passage of time and the high level of secrecy at the time, a lot of information was lost during those turbulent years."

"Over the years, the country has been secretly recovering these contingency plans from back then."

"Everything has been basically taken care of."

At this point, Old Qian sighed, looking down at the land beneath his feet and towards the direction where Li Mo'an was still working not far away.

"Only this one."

"The last one."

"Its exact coordinates have been completely lost."

"I've been looking for it for many, many years."

Mr. Qian's voice was filled with exhaustion and anxiety:

"Until this morning, I found a hand-drawn map from back then in a folded compartment of a document."

"After initial comparison by myself and my team, we are 90% certain that the backup point marked on the map, Jade Shatter-09, points to this location."

"It points to this mushroom village!"

If everyone was moved by historical sentiment just now, now everyone is being shattered by the fear of reality.

The whole story has finally become clear.

Nobody is joking.

This is a time bomb left behind in the long river of history. Now, it lies dormant right under our feet, in this seemingly peaceful little mountain village.

Moreover, he could wake up at any time.

Just thinking about this made Wang Dafa's legs tremble.

He glanced around instinctively.

This isn't a picturesque countryside; it's like sitting on a volcano!

"Then...Mr. Qian, what should we do now?"

The city's big boss, Mayor Shi, who hadn't said much until now, was also covered in sweat and asked in a dry voice:

"Now that we've confirmed it's here, shouldn't we quickly turn this place upside down and find it?"

Mr. Qian shook his head.

"If only it were that easy."

"That map was too rudimentary; it only showed the general direction of the mountains and rivers, and there were no precise coordinates at all."

"Although Mushroom Village is not large, it covers a considerable area when you include the mountains behind it."

"Blindly digging is like looking for a needle in a haystack."

This is why he ultimately decided to stand up and tell everyone on camera.

Mr. Qian took a deep breath and looked at the camera again.

In those aged eyes, a light called trust shone.

He believed in the power of the masses.

In this era of highly developed internet, we believe that by pooling the wisdom of many, we can surely create miracles.

"So I chose to tell everyone all of this."

Mr. Qian spoke earnestly to the camera, appealing:

"I need everyone's help."

"To our viewers, experts from all walks of life, and even the local villagers of Mushroom Village."

Please help me.

"For example, you can check online or in old newspapers to see if there are any news reports about strange geological changes that have occurred in this area, or about anyone suffering from suspected radiation sickness."

"Or ask the elders in your family, especially those veterans who participated in national defense construction, if any of them have ever been here or participated in that project."

At this point, Mr. Qian turned around and waved to his young assistant behind him.

The assistant immediately came up with a sealed folder.

With slightly trembling hands, Mr. Qian opened the folder and took out a yellowed old piece of paper with worn edges.

That was the hand-drawn map he found in the archives.

"This is the map."

Old Qian carefully unfolded the map, then gestured towards the long lenses and high-definition cameras broadcasting live:

"Please zoom in a bit."

"Give us a close-up."

All the cameramen held their breath at that moment, pushing the lenses to their maximum.

that moment.

Whether it's viewers in front of the TV or netizens watching the live stream on their phones.

The map was clearly displayed on their screens.

The map was drawn very hastily, with rough lines. There were only a few winding curves representing rivers, a few triangles representing mountain peaks, and a striking red five-pointed star marked in an inconspicuous mountain valley.

Next to it was a line of faded small print—【Jade Shattered - Backup Point No. 09】.

Mr. Qian pointed to the red five-pointed star, and his voice was transmitted to every household through the microphone:

"I hope someone will recognize me."

"What specific location near Mushroom Village is depicted on this map?"

"This concerns the safety of everyone here."

"Please help me, everyone."

The camera focuses on the yellowed map, and on the glaring red five-pointed star.

And at this moment.

On the other end of the network.

Countless eyes are fixed on this map.

Some people frowned in thought, some took out their phones to take pictures, and some started frantically typing on their keyboards, trying to find clues through terrain comparison software.

Thus, a life-or-death online treasure hunt officially began at Qian Lao's appeal.

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And in the back mountain.

Li Mo'an didn't watch the live stream, and of course, he was unaware of the uproar that had ensued outside.

We've now reached this side of the fishpond.