On the other side of the Pacific Ocean, the capital of the United States, HSD City...

At this time, the sun had just risen halfway and most citizens had not started working. However, in the White House of the Presidential Palace, the President and some senior officials from various departments of the United States rushed to a conference hall early.

A dozen people looked up at the image playing in the projector. This was the scene taken by satellites in the sea area at the junction of the East China Sea and the high seas in China last night.

The image of the image jumps and flickers from time to time, but each section is at an important moment of sudden change.

Looking at the video that captured the key part, the faces of the president and the top leaders of the United States continued to change, from the initial shock, horror, to worry, and palpitations, and finally the unity turned into a gloomy and solemn as water.

The content of the image is enough to be their performance, because the things inside are so incredible. An ancient man like China actually took a floating island to the sky and built an island on the sea.

"Bang bang..." "Bang bang..."

After the video was played, the President knocked on the table twice, swept his sharp eyes over everyone in the conference hall, and said, "Who can tell me what's going on? How can a person's power be so powerful? Is this person a god?"

While talking, his eyes were the most focused on the military executives sitting opposite him, with their fists clacking.

At this moment, he even felt like he was about to go crazy. Since the sacred tree two years ago, things that were difficult to explain in science have appeared one after another. Today, such a person who is almost like a god suddenly appeared.

During this period, with the emergence of so-called extraordinary people, the military's real power factions have caused one trouble after another because of their desire to control.

"Mr. President, based on the existing information..."

A relevant researcher pointed to a gray projection screen and said, "The person in the video is not a god. In myths and legends, the Chinese call this type of life 'immortals'. They have gained such powerful power through hundreds or thousands of years of cultivation. I think that immortals should be almost the same as the gods we know at the level of life."

"Immortals, myths and legends, hundreds or thousands of years of cultivation..."

The president's eyes seemed to be about to protrude, and he asked quickly: "If you say so, wouldn't this immortal have lived for at least a few hundred years?"

"Yes."

The researcher nodded and replied, flipped through the documents in his hand, and continued: "And according to preliminary estimates, the energy emitted by this immortal when he created that island is almost the same as the intensity that could be achieved at the moment a medium-sized nuclear bomb exploded."

"The energy intensity of medium and large-scale nuclear bomb explosion? If this immortal can always maintain this state, then..."

After hearing this, the president couldn't help but think of it. In the end, he couldn't help but shivered, suddenly stood up, and asked again anxiously: "Can you confirm what he has to do with China now?"

"This immortal must have been practicing in China until today before officially appearing in front of the world. His connection with China is definitely very close, but..."

The researcher suddenly changed his voice and said, "We analyzed what he said last. This immortal seemed to be staying in this dense fog-covered island, and there was almost no possibility of it coming out again."

"Huh...that's good..."

The president breathed a sigh of relief, his forehead was covered with sweat, but his heart was still full of worry. After a few dozen seconds, he turned to look at the foreign minister beside him and said, "Lawrence, you should know what I am going to say."

Foreign Minister Lawrence stood up and said in a deep voice: "I will arrange for people to contact the Chinese authorities as quickly as possible to obtain more complete information from them."

"Um."

The president focused his attention and waved his hand, "Okay, let's go."

After the words came to his voice, he reached out to touch the sweat on his head, and immediately turned around and walked out of the conference hall door.

This scene that happened in the United States at this time was also staged simultaneously in the political core circles of most countries in the world.

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In Kyoto, China, somewhere in the Great Hall...

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the temporary meeting reached its final stage after more than two hours. At this time, one or two hundred people sat in various positions in the hall hall. These people were divided into several groups, and they were arguing and negotiating and talking fiercely.

As the debate and conversations, one corresponding task order after another involving various aspects was finally established, it was recorded by relevant personnel, and then transmitted to each specific department as quickly as possible, and finally landed in every place in the country.

Han Yunfeng stood outside the group of people, looking at Mr. Yang, who was blushing in the middle of the crowd but was still giving instructions. His body was tense to the limit and his nerves were always in a state of high tension.

Not long ago, after the Supreme Leaders completed their negotiations, the senior executives of all departments in the synagogue launched specific work plans as soon as possible based on the general principles formulated.

Han Yunfeng knew very well that the state machine had been quickly activated since the first mission instruction was officially issued, and now...

"Director Han..."

Just as Han Yunfeng's thoughts were rushing wildly, a burst of rapid footsteps and shouts came into his ears. When he turned around, he saw a middle-aged civilian staff member coming to his face with a stack of documents.

"Director Han, this is the task assigned by General Yang and the entire special department." The middle-aged civilian handed the documents in his hand to Han Yunfeng.

“That’s all?”

After reaching out to take it, Han Yunfeng asked.

"These are just the first part of the collection, and the most critical and important part. The subsequent instructions and tasks will be conveyed to you one after another." The civilian replied.

"Okay, I get it."

Seeing him nodding, the middle-aged clerk stopped talking nonsense and quickly turned around and ran back.

Han Yunfeng looked at Old Yang not far away, and immediately turned around and walked out of the noisy conference hall with the documents, ran to the gate and opened the door and entered the back seat of the special car that had arrived in advance.

"Director, where are you going now?" the driver asked.

“…”

Han Yunfeng did not reply immediately, but opened the document and read the content written on the first page. After reading it, he looked up and said, "Go to the xj military sub-district airport, and ask them to arrange a helicopter for me immediately."

Hearing the sound, the driver called a phone number, stepped on the accelerator, and the car turned and drove into the highway.
Chapter completed!