Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 347: The first time is a warning, the second time might be a different story.
Northern Mongolia, the capital.

If we only consider the land area, Northern Mongolia, with its vast territory of 1.5 million square kilometers, can be considered a super-large country.

But this country is quite peculiar.

It has a population of just over three million, only two land neighbors, and no access to the sea.

Although it is close to the United States and Russia, it is extremely wary of these two neighbors and unwilling to cooperate with them. Instead, it keeps its distance and befriends the United States and India.

Although it has abundant resources, due to the previous reason, it has no infrastructure development capabilities or economic development foundation, and the ordinary people in the country can only make a living by herding sheep.

Therefore, the polarization between the rich and poor in northern Mongolia is severe. The wealthy areas are luxurious and decadent, while the vast slums are dilapidated and run-down. The whole country is not only stagnant but also severely desertified.

Gu Zhao flew all the way to the capital of the Northern Mongol Kingdom and found that the city was shrouded in dust. The sky was dark and the city was gray. All the streets, buildings and pedestrians were covered with a layer of dust.

Shaking his head, Gu Zhao scanned the entire city with his divine sense, taking in the city's layout: the wealthy district with its high-rise buildings, the government district with its spacious and clean offices, the tourist district with its bright lights and bustling activity, and the working-class district with its dilapidated buildings.

He naturally wouldn't bother with innocent and ignorant civilians, but instead took out a porcelain bottle and poured it over the government and wealthy districts.

"Crash-"

A loud noise came from the sky. People in the city below looked up and saw countless dust and dirt suddenly falling from the sky, like a waterfall cascading down, obscuring the entire sky.

"Dust storm! Sandstorm!"

"Hide now!"

It must be said that the people of northern Mongolia are already very adept at dealing with sandstorms. When they saw the sandstorm, although they didn't know why such a severe sandstorm had suddenly appeared, they still quickly retreated indoors.

However, many people then discovered that the sandstorm did not sweep across the entire city, but rather enveloped several specific areas. Even with the cold wind blowing through the city, the sandstorm did not scatter freely.

Dust filled the sky and slowly drifted down.

People living not far from the city center looked out their windows and saw that the already dim and gray sky was even darker with sand and dust everywhere. It was still afternoon, but the sky above them had almost turned gray-black.

"What a huge sandstorm! It's almost as bad as the worst one last year!"

"It shouldn't be as bad as last year, right? Last time the wind blew the roof off my house and killed two of my sheep."

Because he was controlling the area from which the sand was being scattered, Gu Zhao's divine sense was also being released outwards. He heard some similar discussions, and he was completely bewildered by what he heard.

I knew life in northern Mongolia was tough, but I never imagined it would be this tough.

Gu Zhao shook his head and looked down. "It's up to you to decide what to do next."

As soon as he finished speaking, he poured out the last bit of sand from the porcelain bottle, then flew away in a flash, leaving behind an official district and a wealthy district almost completely buried by sand.

When the people in the city below saw the sandstorm gradually dissipate, the scene before them left them speechless.

Streets completely submerged, the presidential palace almost surrounded by piles of dust, and skyscrapers also covered in sand and dust...

In just a moment, it seemed as if a whole year's worth of dust had been piled up in this small area.

……

No matter how weak Northern Mongolia was, and how underdeveloped its communication, its capital still maintained connections with the outside world.

Within half an hour of the incident, the situation here became known to the outside world.

However, the presence of the northern part of Inner Mongolia in the world is too low. On the surface, it was just a particularly severe sandstorm. Although it strangely only fell on a specific area, it did not attract the attention of many netizens in a short period of time.

But it's different for overseas missions, especially in countries where some people know a little about the situation.

"Phew—" Someone in the Taoist office breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank goodness, we only sent the sand and dust back."

The other man glanced at him sideways. "What do you think he'll do?"

The man chuckled dryly, "He's young after all. I was just worried he might act impulsively."

“They are cultivators, they wouldn’t kill innocent people indiscriminately.” Someone shook their head.

“But those in charge are not innocent either.” Some people sneered, “They’ve brought the country to this state; in terms of merit, they’re negative.”

The man nodded at first, "That's why I'm afraid Gu Zhao will just rid the people of this scourge; internationally accepted rules can't restrain him."

"Consider this a lesson," someone chuckled. "A small lesson for them."

Looking at the photos transmitted back in real time, Zheng Hongsheng smiled and said, "If they know what's good for them, they should contact us on their own initiative."

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up.

“That’s right!” Chen Yao laughed. “They were so reckless and made such outrageous remarks before because they were within the rules and we wouldn’t do anything to them. But if they continue to act so recklessly, they’ll be the ones who attract trouble.”

“Although their wealth is on the other side of the ocean, the current situation is a warning from the superhumans,” one person laughed. “They are not sure if this kind of thing will happen again, and the outcome will be the same.”

This time, Gu Zhaoming clearly scattered sand in the official and wealthy areas, but only piled it up around the perimeter.

Next time, who knows if he'll just bury some people in the sandstorm!

This is a warning, a stark warning!

Ordinary people may not know anything or understand anything, but those in charge certainly do understand. Even if they don't understand, someone will help them understand.

Meanwhile, people on the other side of the ocean were also having a meeting.

"They're becoming increasingly blatant in their attempts to hide it!" someone gritted their teeth. "This is not a good sign!"

"If they dare to bury the Northern Mongolian governor's mansion today, they'll dare to bury our White House tomorrow!" Frank roared. "This is against international norms! They're breaking the rules!"

Some people pounded on the table in anger, but their eyes were filled with fear. "Protest! We must protest! They must give us an explanation for this behavior!"

Everyone was silent for a while.

Lawrence sneered, "Haven't we broken enough rules already? You can't just emphasize the rules when it's not in your favor, can you?"

"Lawrence! Whose side are you on?" Frank looked coldly at Lawrence. "You actually sent your cousin to Tianxia in secret. Are you trying to defect?"

Lawrence sneered in return, "As if you didn't send anyone to Tianxia. I heard that not only did your people fail to find anything, but they were all sent back for misconduct?"

"WTF!" Frank slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

"Enough!" The elderly man at the head of the table tapped the table. "No infighting!"

Seeing that the two had quieted down, the old man turned to Lawrence and said, "The fundamental interests of the Lawrence family are still here. If your cousin has obtained any crucial information, I hope you will share it with her."

“My cousin’s information couldn’t be kept from them at all. The fact that she was able to stay by Xiao Ya’s side was entirely due to the reputation of the Lawrence family and her sincerity. In fact, it was also an opportunity given to us by the other side,” Lawrence emphasized.

No one spoke in the office; even the elderly man at the head of the group fell silent.

“Judging from their actions, if we follow the rules, they will follow the rules. We cannot break this tacit understanding.” The old man thought for a moment, then sighed. “Let’s give up on Northern Mongolia and not provoke them.”

The office fell silent once again.

(End of this chapter)