Brother, just how powerful is our family?

"The third order."

Qin Feng looked at the intelligence chief:

"Investigate who is behind this incident."

"The ability to simultaneously release a virus worldwide and cause such a large-scale outbreak in a short period of time—this is not something an ordinary organization can do. It requires a vast network, ample resources, and a tight organization."

"I need to know who they are, where they are, and what they want."

The intelligence chief nodded: "The investigation has begun. Based on the information we have so far, there are several suspicious directions—"

He pulled up a document:

"First, the Western Self-Salvation Association. We have been monitoring this organization. They were founded after the establishment of the Yanhuang civilization and have gathered a large number of elites who are dissatisfied with the status quo of the Western world. Previous intelligence indicated that they have been secretly developing some kind of gene serum in an attempt to counter our gene optimization fluid."

"Secondly, their funding sources are complex, but their influence is enormous. Several long-established European families, the remnants of the North American military-industrial complex, and even intelligence agencies of some countries have all had clandestine dealings with them."

"Third—" He pulled up a set of the latest data, "The communication records we just intercepted show that just hours before the zombie outbreak, a large number of encrypted communications were sent from the Alps region. And this area is the location of the Self-Rescue Association headquarters that we suspected earlier."

"Although there is no direct evidence, all signs point to them."

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes:

"Western Self-Salvation Association..."

He paused for a few seconds, then said:

"Keep digging deeper. Once the situation stabilizes, I'll deal with them personally."

"Let them know—" Qin Feng's voice was chillingly cold, "what it means to wish you were dead."

The intelligence chief nodded in agreement.

"The fourth order."

Qin Feng looked at the representative from the Military Academy again:

"Space Force organizes Space Marines, preparing to land on Earth."

"Size – tentatively set at one million."

"Make sure they put on their individual combat uniforms. These uniforms have a complete internal circulation system to ensure that soldiers are not infected in any environment."

"Mission objective: Eliminate the mutants."

The military representative hesitated for a moment: "Leader, what is the scope of the cleanup...?"

Qin Feng glanced at him indifferently:

"Eliminate all those who have mutated."

"Eliminate all those who have been bitten and are mutating."

"People with suspected symptoms who may be mutating—"

He paused:

"Clean it all up too."

"Those who are not citizens of the Yanhuang clan were never human in our eyes to begin with. Now that they have become zombies, they are even less human. There is no need to pay too much attention to them, nor is there any need to waste energy distinguishing who can be saved and who cannot."

"Clean it up directly. Clean and efficient."

The military representative paused for a second, then stood at attention: "Yes, sir!"

He then asked, "What about those who haven't mutated yet? Those ordinary people who haven't been bitten?"

Qin Feng looked at the screen, which was showing live footage of a European city. The streets were filled with zombies chasing each other frantically, and the survivors screamed and fled for their lives. Some hid in buildings, while others were pounced on and torn apart. The entire city was plunged into chaos and despair.

"Them?" Qin Feng's voice remained unchanged. "It depends on the situation."

"If our cleanup operation affects them, then they're out of luck."

"If they survive, it's a miracle they're alive."

"We are not saviors. We only protect the citizens of Yanhuang."

The military representative nodded: "Understood. One million space warriors can be assembled and prepared within twenty-four hours. They can land at any time."

The command has been issued.

The key personnel in the meeting room quickly left and went to their respective posts.

The massive machine of the Yanhuang civilization began to operate at full speed.

Space Force Command.

Ninety-six Conqueror-class warships have entered a state of maximum combat readiness.

The ship's laser array continuously scans the global airspace to ensure that no aircraft dares to take off again.

Meanwhile, amphibious landing operation plans are being urgently formulated.

One million Space Marines—how many waves should they be divided into, which areas should they start clearing, how to ensure the efficiency of the operation, and how to prevent the Marines from being infected—every detail was being repeatedly considered.

The commanders stared at the holographic map, which was densely marked with zombie outbreak areas around the world.

Europe was the hardest hit, with almost the entire continent falling to the enemy.

The Americas are next, with the East Coast already out of control and the West Coast spreading.

The situation is relatively better in Asia, but cases are beginning to appear in several major cities.

"Let's start with Europe," the commander said in a deep voice. "That's where the problem is most severe, and it's also the likely source. Cut off the source first, then clean up the other areas."

"The first wave of landing troops, 300,000 men. Targets—Bali, Lundun, Bailin, and Luoma. Clear these core cities of zombies, and then gradually advance outwards."

"Everyone must wear their individual combat uniforms at all times. Removing them is strictly prohibited. Anyone feeling unwell must immediately withdraw and undergo quarantine."

Departure time: 6:00 AM tomorrow.

"yes!"

Medical institution.

Qin Wenhai is personally assembling a chemical defense team.

He selected one hundred of his most elite medical personnel, equipping them with the highest level of protective gear, including fully enclosed protective suits, independent oxygen supply systems, and nano-sterilization devices, to ensure that no virus could come into contact with them.

"Your mission is singular—" Qin Wenhai looked at the hundred people before him, "Go to the areas where the virus has broken out and collect virus samples. From the living, from the dead, from the mutants—we need all kinds of samples."

"Once we receive the samples, we will send them back immediately. We will analyze and study them as soon as possible."

"Remember, safety first. If you encounter danger, protect yourself first. Your lives are far more important than those inhuman beings."

The leader of the chemical defense team stood at attention: "Understood!"

"Set off."

One hundred people boarded the anti-gravity aircraft, took off, and disappeared into the sky.

Executive Yuan.

Qin Wenyuan's notice has been delivered to every citizen of Yanhuang.

On the citizen's terminal, a striking red pop-up window is flashing:

[Urgent Notice]

A global biochemical virus outbreak has occurred, and the Yanhuang Continent has entered its highest level of biochemical defense status effective immediately.

All citizens must abide by the following regulations:

1. Do not leave mainland China in the near future. Citizens who are already abroad, please return as soon as possible and undergo full quarantine upon return.

2. Any abnormal physical symptoms (fever, dizziness, skin discoloration, abnormal pupils, mania, impulsiveness, etc.) must be reported immediately. Reporting channels: one-click reporting via citizen terminal, or go to the nearest medical point.

3. The Yanhuang civilization has the ability to treat every citizen. As long as you report it in time, no virus can threaten you.

4. Anyone who conceals or handles matters on their own will be immediately expelled from the Yanhuang citizenship upon discovery.

5. Any act of spreading rumors or creating panic will be severely punished.

All citizens are urged to remain calm and cooperate with the management. The Yanhuang Civilization will always be your strongest support.

After the notice was issued, the entire Yanhuang Continent quickly entered a state of orderly tension.

People are staying home as required and minimizing outings. Anyone feeling unwell is reported immediately, and medical personnel will arrive quickly to check on them. Checkpoints have been set up at the entrances of each community to conduct temperature checks and symptom screenings on everyone entering.

Everything was in perfect order.

This is the unique confidence of the Yanhuang people; they believe that no matter what happens, the Yanhuang civilization can protect them.