My Endless Life

The above plans are all on record and can be told to some important people.

There are also some other plans that are under preparation and have not yet been confirmed to be in progress.

Therefore, Zhao Hong did not tell Li Qi.

It’s just that Li Qi is pessimistic about the plans formulated by various countries.

Their ideas are indeed very good, but in Li Qi's opinion, they are not as good as the Wenxian Sect's idea of ​​letting people enter the paintings to avoid crises.

Although the 'Twelve Golden Immortals' headed by Zhu Xingyuan may not really be alive, they at least have continued the civilization of immortal cultivation.

In another way.

Apart from them, who else today knows what the Wenxian Sect is and what the Holy Demon Sect is?

All traces of the civilization of cultivating immortals have been wiped out, leaving only some residual myths and legends, proving that the civilization of cultivating immortals once existed.

Thinking about the cultivation of immortal civilization, Li Qi was silent for a long time.

He did not tell Zhao Hong what he saw and heard in the rain forest. After thinking quietly for a while, Li Qicai asked Zhao Hong about the Twelve Golden Immortals.

"Twelve Golden Immortals Picture, can I see it?"

"Do you want to see the Twelve Golden Immortals Picture?"

Hearing what Li Qi said, Zhao Hong was very surprised: "If this picture is not used, it is just an ordinary ink painting. To use it, it must be discussed and approved by several decision-makers in the bureau. With your current authority... it’s hard to see it.”

"Then how can I have the authority to see the Twelve Golden Immortal Pictures?"

"...If you can make the members of Qianlong Class graduate smoothly, maybe...you can."

Zhao Hong said uncertainly.

Li Qi breathed out and said quietly: "I don't want to hear 'maybe', I want you to be sure that I will definitely have the authority to see the Twelve Golden Immortal Pictures."

The Picture of the Twelve Golden Immortals can be regarded as one of the ‘treasures of the country’ in China today, perhaps the only one among them.

After all, if all the twelve golden immortals leave the picture, they can seal the pollution at an extraordinary level. By analogy, if China is willing to sacrifice human lives and summon the twelve golden immortals without limit, they may be able to seal all the pollution in the entire world. 'stand up!

The reason why they did not do this was that, firstly, they were not sure whether the Twelve Golden Immortals could do this, and secondly, even if they sealed the pollution in the entire world, it would be useless. The source of the pollution was not yet clear. After sealing the pollution, new pollution was born elsewhere.

But no matter what, this rare object is a top priority for China and cannot be accessed by ordinary people.

Even Zhao Hong is not qualified to touch this rare object.

Even if he couldn't get rid of his identity as a multi-faceted spy, he would never be qualified to contact the Twelve Golden Immortal Pictures in his life.

What's more, Li Qi is not yet completely believed by his superiors.

But the Twelve Golden Immortals are related to the civilization of cultivating immortals, and Li Qi wants to see it no matter what. However, he does not want to fall out with this country that is very similar to the country he traveled to before, so he is willing to contact the Twelve Golden Immortals through formal channels. .

Perhaps hearing something from Li Qi's tone, Zhao Hong asked:

"...Is this thing very important to you?"

"It's very important. I got some information, so I want to talk to the 'Golden Immortal' in the picture."

"What information?"

Zhao Hong asked subconsciously. After seeing Li Qi's half-smiling expression, he immediately closed his mouth.

No matter what kind of information it was, Li Qi couldn't possibly tell him.

He scratched his hair, messing up his originally stylish hair, and finally said to Li Qi:

"...Well, all I can say is that I will try my best to apply for permission to see the Twelve Golden Immortal Pictures for you, but I can only try my best. After all, I can only do this."

Although Zhao Hong could be parachuted into a certain city as a leader as soon as he came back, in fact he could only be regarded as a middle-level person in Bureau 057.

A person with his status cannot be in a higher position, so he does not have much authority.

Being able to help Li Qi apply to see the Twelve Golden Immortals is the limit of what he can do.

No matter how much, Zhao Hong can't do it. After all, even his own authority is not enough.

However, Li Qi only needed a promise from Zhao Hong. After listening to what Zhao Hong said, he nodded with satisfaction:

"That's fine. By the way, when do we leave for the capital?"

"If nothing else happens, it should be five days later."

Zhao Hong counted the time and responded.

…

Although the sky is no longer the domain of humans, at least airplanes can still fly as usual, which is barely good news.

It’s just that satellite navigation has been lost, and the way aircraft determine their position in the sky has returned to its original form.

Radio and other methods are needed for positioning.

And because it is dark now, it is difficult for aircraft to confirm their position by using landmarks, so all navigation in the sky needs to follow the command of the tower.

This adds to the difficulty of flying.

Therefore, when today's airplanes go to their destination, they generally have a one-way flight. They must confirm that there are no other airplanes in the sky on the route they are going to before they can fly long distances.

Li Qi therefore waited for a long time. Only when their airport was ready and able to take off could he take his team members to the capital.

But what Li Qi didn't expect was that on the day of departure, another accident happened.

…

The airport, which was originally a public place where you could enter as long as you paid money and went through inspection, is now one of the officially restricted areas.

Ordinary people are no longer qualified to come to the airport. Even high-level officials must be approved by the upper level before they can enter.

The reason for such strictness is to prevent pollution from spreading from the airport to other cities.

After all, what is a headache now is not the dark sun or the cold, but the various pollutions that seem to be everywhere and spread in a variety of ways.

Therefore, all transportation is strictly controlled. Airports, train stations, and bus stations are all the main targets of official monitoring.

And under such strict monitoring, as long as there is any sign of pollution, the entire airport, or even the entire city, will be immediately blocked to ensure that the pollution will not leak out.

For example... now.

"Quick! Block the airport and activate the second-level crisis plan! No one is allowed to enter or leave! Notify the people in the 057th Bureau and tell them that there is a pollution outbreak here, and ask them to come and deal with the pollution quickly!"

The person in charge of the airport stood in front of the monitoring room, staring at the monitoring in front of him, and ordered others at the same time.

Following his order, all personnel in the entire airport were mobilized, the airport was blocked, and thick iron walls were erected, including the surveillance area where the airport manager was located, and railings for defense were also lowered outside.

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But all of this did not make the manager take his eyes off the surveillance.

The surveillance showed the scene outside the airport.

Those staff members outside in the cold were coughing and spitting blood, and they used up their last strength to walk into the airport.

But the airport was blocked inside and outside, and they could not enter the room at all. They could only watch the thick iron door fall and die in despair.

They looked like they had an infectious disease.

However, the airport manager knew that this was a kind of pollution.

A kind of pollution similar to an infectious disease!

Its transmission method is not yet known, and the source is also unknown. It is only known that when they found the first case of similar symptoms, the scene had become uncontrollable.

From onset to death, it will not take more than three hours, and even if they die, their bodies will be contagious!

When the airport manager knew about the pollution, the pollution had already broken out in the airport.

After all, no one knew that the pollution would come so quickly!

Who would have thought that the symptoms at the beginning were just similar to those of ordinary flu, and people would die completely in less than three hours?

The first place to be polluted was the medical station in the airport, followed by the service area near the medical station.

After that, other places also fell one after another, and people fell one by one like harvested wheat.

The person in charge of the airport looked at the pictures in the monitoring, his eyes were bloodshot.

His heart was full of sadness and panic. He was sad for the deaths of his subordinates, and he was also panicked about his own impending death.

He didn't think he could survive.

Because the way this pollution spreads... seems to be air.

"Ahem... Director, we... cough cough cough... what should we do?"

In the airport monitoring room, which was already isolated, a girl's cough and cry for help were heard.

The person in charge was stunned when he heard the cough. He slowly turned his head to look at the girl next to him. Seeing her abnormal face, she kept coughing as if she had caught a cold. Her expression was sad and she sighed:

"...Write a suicide note while we still have time."

"Suicide note..."

Hearing what the person in charge said, the girl's already pale face became even paler. Her eyes turned red and tears flowed:

"Director, we...we are going to die, right...cough cough cough..."

"Yes." The person in charge did not hide it from the people here. He turned his head and stared at the tragic situation coming from all over the surveillance. He slumped in the chair as if he had lost his strength and exhaled a long breath:

"...We are all going to die, and no one will come to save us."

The outbreak of pollution is very fast, and the way of transmission of pollution is not clear. At present, we only know that it is air pollution.

The most important thing is that all the pollution that has been known so far, whether it has been dealt with or is in progress, all the polluted people have not solved the pollution on their bodies until they die.

The same is true for those non-lethal pollution.

So it's just like what the girl said.

They are all going to die, die in this big tomb called the airport, and no one can survive.

Feeling the tightness in his chest and the itchiness in his throat, the person in charge couldn't help coughing a few times, then he found a pen and paper and wrote his suicide note on it.

Since death is inevitable, let's leave the last thing in this world.

I hope the authorities will not seal the entire Chunhui City like they did to Suhe City.

In that case, their suicide notes may be seen by others.

But if Chunhui City is also sealed...

Thinking of this, the person in charge suddenly laughed at himself.

A city with a population of two million can give up just like that, so what will the suicide notes of these people count for then?