doomsday lamb

Chapter 082 Global Conference (4)

Those who can appear in the video conference are all top powers from the major autonomous continents.

The black fog after the disaster greatly raised the threshold for communication transmission.

Originally, in the ionosphere, radio waves would propagate through multiple reflections between the ground and the ionosphere. But now the atmosphere is filled with nanoscale spore black mist air masses, which hinders long-distance wireless communications and often fails.

Complete transfer.

And as the apocalypse continues to develop in the future, the spore black mist will only become more active. Gradually, a world-class communication barrier will be formed between the continents. The farther apart they are, the more difficult communication will be, and even global satellite communication networks will appear.

Regional shutdown.

By then, unless a brand new technology emerges to break this communication barrier, remote communication will become an unattainable dream.

Although offline meetings are held in Qinchuan, there will be no communication difficulties. However, there will not be many forces that can participate, or are qualified to participate. The world has changed again and again, but it is still the one where a few people decide the big picture.

A world for the majority.

Most of the small and medium-sized bases in the East Asian theater do not have the ability to span thousands of kilometers, nor do they have the conditions for remote video conferencing.

The network systems of medium and small bases generally do not have the two functions of disconnection reconnection and breakpoint resuming. Even if you can break through the communication barrier and gain access by chance, there is no guarantee that the meeting will continue smoothly, and the actual significance of participation is of little significance.

Originally, everyone was escaping from death with a blind eye, and if they had a little bit of sight, they set up a small base. Everyone lived together to survive, and spent every day in fear.

It is not easy for people to survive in this world. Who is not completely clean during the escape? In order to reduce the load when escaping from the city, many people only brought some food and water, and at most some clothes to keep out the cold. As for other things,

Who cares about things that are not meant to be eaten or drank?

In fact, in just a few months in the early years of the disaster, the vast majority of survivors died on the way to escape.

In the city after the disaster, the number of black corpses was much greater than the number of living people. Many people luckily escaped the attack of the black corpses, but they did not escape the ensuing severe cold and hunger. In the end, only a few lucky people managed to escape from the city.

Come to various shelters located on the outskirts of the city.

At the end of the first year of the disaster, when everyone settled down, they realized that they needed to re-establish the communication network and get in touch with the people above.

Just like the airdrop of supplies that once appeared across the city, if the specific location of the shelter cannot be provided, it cannot receive material support from the coalition government. But it is not easy to rebuild the communication network for a small base with only a few thousand people.

At this time, people are either lacking equipment, materials, or technology. Because people who understand technology

The small group of people who used the technique could not escape alive at all.

People who are alive do not necessarily live forever. Faced with the ubiquitous threat of death, ordinary people are still struggling with food and clothing. After today, there is no tomorrow. After one meal, there is no next meal. Every night, they pray for the next tragic death.

Don't be yourself.

As for the small leaders with slightly stronger force, they only think about improving or preserving their strength every day, and do not have the energy and strength to rebuild communications.

After all, if you want to build a communication transmission terminal, you need too many things. Hosts, storage, networks, software, no matter what, are essential, and they can only be found in urban areas.

But the endless hordes of corpses are a nightmare for most people who survive. How can people muster up the courage to go back to the city to find things that are not suitable for food or drink?

The meeting connecting war zones around the world lasted until eleven o'clock in the morning, and then it was lunch time. Many people yawned and scattered. Occasionally they saw an acquaintance, and the two of them chatted and walked out the door.

During the boring discussion all morning, many young people in the venue were the first to fall asleep.

Lang Hua was sitting in the back row and could see clearly that within two hours of the meeting, the young boy from the Kong family was lying on the table and never got up.

The hairpin that the young man used to tie his hair rose and fell with his breathing. He must have had a peaceful dream. Near the end of the meeting, he was noticed by the middle-aged man next to him, and then he was kicked by the angry man.

Awake.

There were two people, an old one and a young one. The old man was furious and the young one was silent. Seeing that Kong Fan, the brave "little bully" in later generations, was actually scolded in front of his parents, Lang Hua burst out laughing for some reason.

.

Smiling and laughing, a slow question sounded in his ears. The voice was as breathy as a gossamer, as if it came from Lang Hua's head.

"Isn't it interesting?"

"Interesting, interesting." Lang Hua responded subconsciously.

"Are you happy to take schadenfreude?"

"Yeah, happy."

“If you base your happiness on other people’s pain, do you think you are a scumbag?”

"Yeah, it's a human being..."

Before he could say the word "scum", Lang Hua came to his senses and hurriedly shut up. When he turned around, he found that there was a little girl looking at him sideways. When the other party saw him turning around, she hurriedly backed away and distanced herself. Her expression was like that

Unspeakable disgust.

"Chen Jiayi, who are you?"

"Hi, scumbag Lang Hua~" Chen Jiayi said coolly, and those who didn't know thought she was calling her "good brother".

Lang Hua bared his teeth and replied: "Little brat, your skin is itchy, right?"

"I

Bah, you are still talking about me." Chen Jiayi folded her arms and commented for a while, "Look at how stupid you are, how stupid you look, and how stupid your brain is. Please don't disgrace my eldest sister, okay?"

What are you doing? Why are you involved with Chen Xinyan again?

No, that's not the point. The point is that I, a good young man with all-round development of morals, intelligence, body, art and work, can be despised by a little girl?

Lang Hua suddenly became serious.

His expression was serious and he spoke with certainty: "Didn't you laugh just now? I saw it all."

In fact, it was Lang Hua who made it up. But unexpectedly, Chen Jiayi's expression was very exciting. It took a few seconds to go from stunned to confused to barely calm.

That's it, that'll be easy to handle. Lang Hua thought to himself.

"I'm not, I didn't." Chen Jiayi denied flatly, "You are not allowed to slander this lady's innocence."

"I took a photo. Really." Lang Hua stretched out his face, looking innocent.

"Ah?" Chen Jiayi said in a panic, "Never mind it, I don't care about you anymore. Brother Tieyi, let's go. Why are you watching a show here with this idiot like him?"

"Oh, that's the head of the Kong Lianyi family. The Kong family is full of Confucianism, and the head of the Kong family is famous for his gentle temperament, but he can also curse others."

Chen Tieyi was amazed when he passed by Lang Hua, which sort of cleared up Lang Hua's confusion.

"It turns out he is Kong Lianyi." Lang Hua looked at the man in robes and frowned.

In my impression, his end was not a good one.

In fact, Lang Hua felt a little strange when he received the invitation.

In his impression, the first global conference was not held in Qinchuan.

Although I don’t know what the content of the invitation was at that time, Lang Hua had read the information in his previous life and vaguely remembered that the meeting location recorded in it should be the Daxing base in the capital.

The reason for the change from "Daxing Base in Beijing" to "Qinchuan Base in Gansu Province" should not be attributed to the Qin family. Because since the last Daxing meeting, the coalition government has become mute to the outside world, and it is obviously happening behind closed doors.

What.

If it weren't for the Secretariat transmitting regular instructions from time to time to guide local disaster relief and rescue people, Lang Hua almost thought that the Star Thief's plan was ahead of schedule and had already killed all the top officials and think tanks of the coalition government.

And when I think about the committee member who activated the nuclear bomb without authorization and was imprisoned, I wonder who his forces will give it to easily.

"Let's go, Stinky Langhua. If you don't want to eat, don't stand here blocking the road."

After thinking about it, Lang Hua was pushed from behind and walked out of the door.

The sunlight instantly penetrated his eyes, and at this moment, both in his mind and in his field of vision, there was only a vast expanse of white.

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