2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

The Melting Demon Lord fell to the ground suddenly, but Luo Beiyuan was confused: "Am I so strong?"

In his perception, it is clear that the protection formed by his [Abyssal Water] does not have much effect. At most, it will be broken through for about 2 or 3 seconds, and then he and the two people behind him will be hit by the hill-like His fist was smashed into pulp.

The gap between reality and the expected picture was a bit too big, making him temporarily suspect that he was dreaming.

"Why are you here?" Deputy Director Yan's voice came from behind, sounding a little surprised.

"Entrusted by others."

Luo Beiyuan's eyes widened, he half turned around, and then he saw the familiar figure.

The man is middle-aged, his hair is a bit sparse, his figure is like that of most people his age, his belly is slightly protruding, his face is round and he looks kind, and he still smells of chili pepper.

He looks so ordinary, with nothing unique about him. If he were thrown into the crowd, he would probably be nowhere to be found in a few seconds. However, Luo Beiyuan bent down and bowed the first time he saw him. He was as nervous as a high school student hiding in the toilet to smoke and was caught by the dean: "Mr. Zhang!"

"Well done." Zhang Feiyu smiled kindly and nodded at him.

Wu Shisan vaguely guessed the identity of the man who suddenly appeared, but still said without changing his expression: "Yan Ju's power cannot be used for the time being. I need to take him to a safe place first."

"Okay." Zhang Feiyu nodded, and at the same time took something out of his trouser pocket and threw it over: "Bring this with you."

Wu Shisan reached out to catch it, only to find that it was an ordinary smartphone.

"The secret communication line inside the black umbrella, you can use it to contact the outside world." Zhang Feiyu said calmly.

"Thank you." Wu Shisan nodded to him, then picked up his seriously injured boss and ran away without looking back.

Looking at the two people leaving, Luo Beiyuan swallowed: "Mr. Zhang, could it be that...it just depends on the two of us now..."

The Molten Demon Lord was only knocked down, but actually did not suffer any damage. At this time, across the street, the behemoth had moved again, making a thunderous sound from its body, and was slowly getting up from the ground.

"Xiao Luo, the air is a bit dry." Zhang Feiyu held his collar and fanned himself, like an old man sitting under a tree to enjoy the coolness in summer.

This place is too close to the big furnace of the Molten Lord, and every time you take a breath, you will feel an unbearable burning sensation in your lungs. He had only stood here for less than a minute, and his face was already red from the heat, and the sweat dripping down his forehead flowed into the corners of his eyes several times.

After all, he is just an ordinary middle-aged uncle who has not been injected with genetic medicine.

"Ah, yes." After hearing this, Luo Beiyuan immediately used his powers to control the surrounding temperature and humidity to a relatively comfortable level.

The Melting Demon Lord had completely stood up at this time, his body dozens of meters tall covering the sky and the sun. The red eyes were staring at this side, and the red arm under his left arm had begun to flash with fire.

"Mr. Zhang, is it... just the two of us to deal with it?" Luo Beiyuan thought the other party didn't hear him, so he repeated the question in a low voice. Although he was a little panicked, his voice remained calm and he didn't take a step back.

Zhang Feiyu glanced at the young man appreciatively, then smiled and said: "Of course not."

In the smoke-filled sky, in the ruins on the street corner, and in the damaged buildings on the roadside, figures appeared quietly at some point.

Luo Beiyuan recognized each of them. They were the five ribs of the black umbrella and the current umbrella handle.

In the building further away, the bishop closed the balcony curtain again, leaving only a gap half the width of a hand.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the center of the ruins, with no trace of sadness or joy on his face: "As an illegal organization, it actually cooperates with the official... Black Umbrella, Black Umbrella, seems to be the black umbrella of this city."

"Compared to the Special Branch, I really still hate these guys more."

I have been lurking in this city for more than a year. If it were not for avoiding the behemoths entrenched in the underground world of this city, the progress of the plan would have been much faster and the implementation would have been much smoother.

...

In the deserted street, Wu Shisan rushed to a white car parked on the street, broke the glass and opened the door, then put the man on his back in the back seat.

"Yan Ju, I will take you back to the headquarters now." Wu Shisan said and got into the driver's seat.

Although today's anti-theft systems are extremely advanced, special situations are treated specially. Each Special Branch Commissioner has an access code that can be used to activate artificial intelligence in vehicles or other facilities in emergencies.

Nowadays, the intelligent navigation systems used by vehicles throughout China are controlled by a state-owned enterprise. It is not particularly difficult for the R&D Department to cooperate with the Special Branch to delegate some internal authority to the latter.

However, just when Wu Shisan was about to start the car, he heard the weak voice of the man behind him saying: "There's no need to go back, just stay here."

She turned around suddenly, but she just met the other person's determined eyes, and the words that were already on her lips were unable to be uttered.

"My injury is no longer serious after your emergency treatment. It's not a big problem." Yan Yiming lowered his head and looked at his phone with an expressionless expression.

When he was just on the road, he contacted the operator in the bureau. After self-identification, the authority to enter the internal monitoring system of the Special Branch Bureau and other key information were sent to him.

Just by glancing over, Yan Yiming's brows furrowed tightly.

"But, now..." Wu Shisan, who was usually expressionless and resolute in everything he did, now showed a trace of embarrassment on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he finally said:

"You...can no longer affect the situation of the battle."

This sentence was already spoken very tactfully. If Yan Muyun were present, he would probably grab the ears of his younger brother who is thirty years older than him and scold him without any courtesy: "You are a waste now, stay here." It’s useless, it will only drag other people down!”

"Forty minutes... no, thirty minutes." Yan Yiming held up three fingers without raising his head.

"Huh?" Wu Shisan was stunned for a moment.

"I can feel that my power can be used again in about thirty minutes. This power that can seal other people's powers is indeed very powerful, but it also has an upper limit." When saying these words, Yan Yi Ming's eyes were fixed on the phone screen, his fingers sliding rapidly on it.

"But your current physical condition is basically..."

"Compared to the current situation, my injuries are not important at all." Yan Yiming finally raised his head, with an extremely serious expression on his angular face:

"During the period when we lost contact with the Bureau, the Titan King and two other elite-level mutants appeared in Huli District, Menxia City. The Huishan Detachment stationed in the Bureau received the order from Director Zhou and the whole team went there there."

How can it be? Another king-level alien species?

The corners of Wu Shisan's eyes twitched, and his hands subconsciously clenched into fists.

Yan Yiming continued: "The monitoring system shows that Lan Yan is fighting two mature mutants alone. There is an elite mutant and two mature mutants near Qingfeng and Tianshou. The rock lion is being attacked by an elite mutant. Chasing him...His powers should be sealed."

"Aren't Blue Flame and Halo together? And where's the magazine?" Wu Shisan noticed something keenly, and his heart beat a little faster.

"Halo and magazine confirmed death."

Yan Yiming's entire face was tense, showing no emotion. After a brief pause, he continued:

"After Menxia City entered the first-level alert state, the Wuzhu team rushed back immediately. However, they were ambushed by unknown awakened people on the way, and then were entangled by several elite-level alien species. The current situation is unknown. The Northern Military Region closed We organized manpower immediately after receiving the news, but it is estimated that it will take about 2 to 3 hours for the advance support troops to arrive."

"At present, citizens who have not been able to reach a safe evacuation location..."

Yan Yiming paused, and then said slowly: "A conservative estimate is about 1 million."

He raised his head and looked at the empty streets outside through the broken car window: "It's okay around here, the residents were evacuated in advance. But in a corner of this city that we can't see, there are countless people Struggled with fear and death.”

"Excuse me." Wu Shisan raised his head, with some redness around his eyes: "I want to inject medicine."

"It's not time yet." Yan Yiming was still looking out the window.

"I think it's time." Wu Shisan gritted his teeth.

"No, not yet." Yan Yiming turned his head, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes getting deeper and deeper: "Remember, even if Zhou Ju and I die in front of you, you are not allowed to inject medicine."

Wu Shisan closed his eyes, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. When he opened his eyes again, his expression returned to normal: "Then when can I get the injection?"

"When it is determined that the enemy has no backup plan, when unbearable losses are about to occur, when the situation is really almost irreversible..."

"That's too late."

"If you want to trust your own judgment, then go ahead and get the injection. I can't stop you now, can I?" Yan Yiming looked at her calmly.

Wu Shisan took out the fluorescent blue potion from his tactical pocket and held it tightly in his hand.

Yan Yiming tilted his head slightly and looked deeply: "Who do you want to bring here?"

Wu Shisan stopped moving his hands and lowered his head in silence. After an unknown amount of time, she replied in a difficult voice: "I don't know."

If you think about it carefully, it seems that no matter who you bring, you can't save everyone, because such awakened people don't exist at all.

There are only gods.

And she didn't know where the god was.

"The situation is very bad now, yes, but it is far from despair." Yan Yiming's voice was low, giving people a sense of reassurance: "There is Black Umbrella on the side of Lord Melt, and there is Black Umbrella on the side of King of Titans. Gray Mountain Team, military support troops and Ebony Team are all on their way."

"You know the strength of your teammates. Qingfeng and Tianshou will quickly deal with the enemy. Although Lanyan will have a hard time facing two mature mutants, it will be enough to hold on until support arrives. As for the rock lion...even if Even if he loses his superpower, he is still an A-level genetic warrior, and there is no way that guy will die easily at the hands of an elite-level alien species."

"What if they die?" Wu Shisan said coldly: "The magazine and halo are already dead. I don't know why you have so much confidence in our Shanlan team."

"So are you going to use this potion for the sake of your teammates who are still alive?" Yan Yiming said calmly.

Wu Shisan said nothing, but looked directly at him without any avoidance.

"If... another king-level mutant suddenly appears in the lake area, does the Gray Mountain team deserve to be wiped out?"

"You don't need to continue talking."

"Yes." Yan Yiming nodded, his eyes softening slightly: "Your power can be said to be our last insurance. We must not use it lightly until the last moment."

"You have only one task now, protect me for 30 minutes."