Huh? Are they all real?...

Although Moen said there was no need to cause panic among the citizens.

However, with a Supreme Being on their side, they certainly wouldn't dare to be so casual.

Therefore, Moen's convoy was the one that set off.

Moen noticed that the entire city of Truth was under traffic control.

At first, there were not many vehicles in sight, but large crowds and armed personnel maintaining order could be seen on both sides of the road.

But gradually, even the passersby on both sides disappeared from sight.

What remained were fully armed troops and all sorts of heavy equipment that Moen had previously only seen on his terminal.

Moen had seen many similar situations over there.

But this is truly the first time for the People's Federation.

Honestly, it feels like a Hollywood blockbuster has come to life, and I'm the protagonist myself.

This feels surprisingly good!

This feeling reached its peak after they left the city, when a large number of military vehicles suddenly cut into the convoy from a side road.

This really has a cinematic feel to it.

After glancing outside with interest through the bulletproof glass, Moen asked the woman sitting in front of him:

"Madam, where are we ultimately headed? Is it Greenland?"

"No, Your Majesty, it's located on this continent. However, to expedite the process, we will take you to the airport shortly, where a military aircraft will transport you directly. Rest assured, we have already arranged for your aircraft to be on duty."

Oh, so you're going there by military aircraft.

Recalling the various classic movies he had seen, Moen asked with a hint of curiosity:

"So, in the past, were there always military aircraft from different airports escorting and protecting the aircraft along the way?"

Moen remembered that when he was a child, he always felt that the main characters were returning home with some important mission or glory.

The scene of military aircraft from different regions and even different countries escorting and protecting the aircraft was truly exhilarating!

"Hey?"

Moen's answer surprised the other party again.

"There's none?"

"No, Your Majesty, of course there are."

Realizing that something might be amiss, Moen immediately said:

"I was just asking out of curiosity. It's nothing to worry about."

But the other party said directly:

"No, Your Majesty, there is absolutely no problem!"

Seeing this, Moen had no choice but to give up and said:

"Ok."

Anyway, experiencing what it's like to be the main character in a movie isn't bad.

Soon, Moen realized why the woman was surprised.

Because the technology of the People's Union was a great leap forward compared to Moen's hometown.

Therefore, even crossing a continent is not a time-consuming matter.

Moreover, that base wasn't actually that far away.

Therefore, this is just a short journey of about ten minutes, including takeoff and landing.

Even so, because Moen asked a question out of curiosity.

Therefore, all the fighter jets that could come from the three continents of the Human Alliance have arrived!

To be honest, looking at the dense array of warplanes outside, even though Moen knew they were there to escort the ships, he couldn't help but think that this was probably how things would be if World War II had started.

Because the airport where they landed was never designed to receive so many fighter jets, by the time Moen got off the plane...

He could still see fighter jets constantly flying overhead at low altitudes, their wings swaying.

That was a return journey, and also a tribute to the supreme being.

The woman standing behind Moen laughed:

“They are paying homage to you, Your Majesty.”

After nodding, Moen said:

"We've never seen anything like this where we're from."

"After all, your hometown doesn't seem to have a culture and creations like ours."

The first time, the woman's voice carried a hint of pride.

The technology of the Human Union is their only treasure to be proud of.

Moen, however, instinctively replied:

"No, it's just that no one over there dares to fly like that."

Upon hearing this, all of Moen's companions, except for Moen himself, along with the ten-member council who were already in the underground bunker and waiting for Moen's arrival in front of TS001, froze instantly.

They seem to have forgotten something very important—the reason why the Supreme Ones are called Supreme Ones is because there is no one above them anymore.

And they just seem to have violated a very big taboo?!

In the blink of an eye, an official hurriedly grabbed the control tower's command terminal and shouted:

"Go around it, go around it, go around it all!"

Suddenly, the group of planes that had been flying past in order suddenly split into two parts, like a river being divided, and sped past Moen.

Seeing this, Moen also realized what was happening and said:

"Madam, as the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. So this is not disrespect, but rather a sign of your respect!"

The woman forced a smile:

"We still think it's best to base everything on your side."

Seeing this, Moen smiled and said nothing more:

"Okay, so where should we go?"

After wiping her sweat, the woman turned to the side and pointed:

"Here, Your Majesty, TS001 is stored at the very bottom."

Following the woman's directions, Moen headed to the base built in the mountains.

Moen initially thought they had hollowed out the mountain.

But once inside, Moen was surprised to find that it wasn't going up or inwards, but rather down!

They not only hollowed out the mountain, but they also hollowed out the entire underground!

Looking at the elevator screen that had jumped to three digits, and the countless floors and various megastructures flashing past the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Moen couldn't help but ask:

How deep did you dig?

"Six hundred and sixty-six floors, totaling six thousand six hundred and sixty meters. However, as you can see, not all floors are the same height; some are very tall, while others are quite ordinary. Your Majesty."

This should have been just a simple conversation, but Moen paused slightly.

Not only because of that seemingly meaningful number, but also because he remembered what the woman had said before—"We have made many preparations."

The Federation of People's Associations may have realized the existence of two worlds decades ago.

To prepare for all possible scenarios, they certainly did more than just rehearse how to welcome distinguished guests; they must have made far more elaborate preparations.

For example, this underground base here.

With just one glance, Moen knew that this base must have been the culmination of countless people's efforts and even a person's entire life.

And there are probably many more such cases in other places.

Each of them represents the culmination of countless people's hard work.

For Moen, it was just a fleeting glimpse, something he might only see once or twice and never again.

But for this civilization, this is the rich history and best testament they left behind in order to continue their existence.

Moen had seen this rich history many times over there, but it remained only in his memory.

This is the first time I've ever truly felt like I was there!

Chapter 360 The Nameless Goddess of Mercy (5k)

The elevator continued to descend floor by floor, and the various buildings outside the floor-to-ceiling windows continued to flash by rapidly.

After the elevator finally reached the 666th floor, a floor that could not be reached without special permission.

The elevator doors, secured by three layers of airtight locks, finally opened with the sound of the airtight locks activating.

It was here that Moen saw the people who had been waiting behind the door.

There weren't as many as Moen had expected; there weren't even ten people.

There are only five people in total.

Upon seeing Moen's arrival, two of the five knelt on one knee to pay their respects.

The three leaders merely bowed slightly in respect.

Moen recognized the three men; they were three members of the Council of Ten.

Therefore, as representatives of the People's Federation, they will not bow down to another civilization.

The Council of Ten is the highest decision-making body of the entire League of People.

The Council of Ten originated from the leaders of ten major powers who began to rebuild civilization after the Great War.

Later, after careful consideration and judicial reform, the UN People's Party abolished the positions of president and prime minister, leaving only a ten-person council representing the major central institutions.

For example, powerful institutions such as the judiciary, military, administration, and procuratorate.

There was no instance of it being organized by continent or region.

The reason given for this structure is to avoid the emergence of military governments and dictators.

And to limit rights to the greatest extent possible and to prevent the possibility of another war.

After all, these are institutions that no region can avoid, and if they are organized on a continental basis, regional conflicts may arise, which could escalate into war.

The People's League, which was built on the ruins of war, was extremely afraid of the outbreak of World War II.

They knew that if it happened again, it would truly be the end of civilization.

“We are honored to meet an unparalleled being at such a time, His Majesty Trajan.”

After expressing his politeness, the elderly man at the head of the group stepped forward and extended his hand to Moen.

"Although you certainly know this, please allow me to repeat it once more, as this represents goodwill within our Federation of People's Associations!"

Seeing the old man's outstretched hand, Moen smiled and shook it.

“It is an honor to meet you, Mr. Worth.”

The old man's name was Worth R. George.

The council of ten members are equal in rank, with no distinction of rank among them.

But Worth was the longest-serving and most senior among them.

Therefore, he usually speaks on behalf of the council of ten.

"It is my honor to have my name remembered by the Supreme Being, Your Majesty."

The old man laughed as he released his grip.

Immediately, he looked at the entire base behind him: