Exploding God

That bird...

Yun Zhenxiong's expression was strange. After thinking for a while, he still couldn't ask "who it is?"

"Modo Organization, Lucifer."

Lu Ze seemed to have the ability to read minds, and said casually.

The result was that this seemingly casual remark instantly silenced the entire conference room so completely that you could hear a pin drop.

Zang Chuanping, who was about to take a sip of water, almost choked. He slammed the glass down on the table and stared at Lu Ze in disbelief.

"Dark mythology!?"

Today, all those present are military leaders. The Dark Myth Organization is too distant for ordinary people, but it is not unfamiliar to the Yanhuang Army.

Whether it's Xia Country, the US Alliance, or the icy and snowy Northern Bear Country, [Modo] is a superweapon organization that has been marked with a red label by the intelligence department.

Threat level consistently ranks at the top!

However, the opposing force is extremely small in number, and its members possess world-class combat skills, making them highly secretive.

Military think tanks have conducted numerous analyses, and the conclusion they have all reached is that unless there is an internal mutiny on the other side, it is impossible to eradicate such a notorious organization in the Fog of War era.

These factors undoubtedly contributed to the name of Modo as a dark myth.

But what did they hear now?

Lu Ze asked for a super-powerful magnetic device and said he was going to kill the opponent's strongest fighter.

Why does that sound like such a fantastical story?

It seems Lucifer has never shown his face yet...

"A real man should act like this! Let's fucking kill him!" Just as a group of big shots were muttering to themselves, Yun Zhenxiong slapped his thigh and shouted excitedly.

Ah, this?

Don't you even bother to analyze the probability of the operation succeeding?

The others stared at Yun Zhenxiong in disbelief.

"What are you looking at me for?" Yun Zhenxiong frowned, glancing around before sneering, "Have you all forgotten who delivered the hydrogen bomb [Gonggong] into Leviathan's mouth?"

Gonggong!

The moment they heard that familiar name, the floodgates of their recently sealed memories opened, and everyone got goosebumps.

When they looked at the gentle and refined young man again, their faces were filled with shock and excitement.

The previous talks were too formal, and Lu Ze's demeanor was too mild, so no one immediately connected him with the ruthless man who delivered the hydrogen bomb.

The person in front of me...

But he is a martial arts legend who dominates the East China Sea, spans two realms, and has faced countless enemies while maintaining an overwhelming and undefeated record!

Based on his past achievements, he is worthy of being called the champion of the world!

"Colonel Lu Ze, what are your chances of winning this mission?" Zang Chuanping spoke, and the meeting room fell silent again. They were all hoping to hear a reassuring answer.

After hearing this, Lu Ze remained silent for a few seconds.

In just a few seconds, everyone's faces turned pale and their breathing became rapid.

Ok?

Lu Ze heard a series of abnormal heartbeats and immediately realized that his brief silence might have caused misunderstanding, so he looked up and gave an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry to have worried everyone."

He bowed slightly to Zang Chuanping, then spoke gently, "How can the King of Hell's brush be considered difficult or easy?"

At that moment, even the air in the huge room seemed to freeze.

People stared blankly as Lu Ze nodded, seemingly saying "There's no time to lose," before leaving.

Even after the door closed, everyone's heads were still buzzing.

Why is there such a humble child? He's so polite, I'm crying...

wrong!

Yun Zhenxiong shook his head, clearing his mind, and looked at his boss with a complicated expression.

Zang Chuanping gulped down his water in one go, then remained silent for more than ten seconds before muttering:

"Lu Long is truly a handsome man... He's always so polite when speaking to his elders... Why didn't I have a daughter...?"

Everyone shuddered.

Why did you suddenly change your name to General Lu Long?

Was he polite?

General, it's not too late for you to be born now.

Qi Zhaoming, who had remained silent throughout as a strategist, exchanged a glance with Yun Zhenxiong, their eyes filled with satisfaction.

The two walked out of the conference room side by side, and their conversation gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor.

"Every era of progress has its heroes."

"But our master will likely leave a shadow over the world's martial artists for a hundred years."

"Yes, they are lucky because someone has opened up a bright path for them that they have never seen before... They are also unlucky because that person is too young, so young that his starting point is already an end that the world can only dream of."

"Old Qi, you're still too sentimental. The worst thing about people is not being able to find their place or have a balanced mindset. There are always people who are insatiable, always comparing themselves to others. They've barely survived and already have conditions to set. How pathetic!"

"Yunlong is right to teach them a lesson."

"Hahaha, I see right through him. Enough said, I need to hurry up and prepare ammunition for that kid."

……

……

When Lu Ze left this time, all the Yanhuang soldiers saluted him.

The respectful and enthusiastic gazes, and the standard and powerful military salutes, all showed the soldiers' barely suppressed excitement.

Who says soldiers don't idolize celebrities? They just idolize heroes with outstanding war achievements.

Lu Ze was personally accompanied by Zang Chuanping on this trip, and all the Dragon Generals followed him throughout. Even people who didn't know him before now firmly remembered that young face.

But is it just an illusion?

The other person was clearly around the same age as us, so why did their occasional glances seem to be filled with a sense of relief and a profound sense of nostalgia?

It's probably just my imagination...

Lu Ze walked out of the fortress command post and lowered his right hand, which had been used to return the greeting.

These young soldiers are outstanding talents selected through rigorous processes by the Yanhuang Army; they deserve a brighter and more glorious future.

All I did was lead them onto the path that was rightfully theirs.

Lu Ze looked up at the clear sky protected by the barrier and smiled.

"There's no need for you all to see me off."

Leaving behind a lingering echo, Lu Ze's figure shot away and disappeared into the air.

……

Ding.

[Ghost Whisper] A new message has been received.

In Shangnan City, Jin Chenghui, who was focused on designing a mathematical model in his bedroom, was stunned for a moment.

Did I just have auditory hallucinations?

Ding.

Another crisp knocking sound rang out, and Jin Chenghui's eyes widened suddenly.

He hurriedly left his seat and looked at the communication bracelet that was charging behind him.

The screen, which was about to turn off after being lit up, had no notifications, but a white light, like a breathing light, shone around the edge of the screen.

That's right!

It's a [Ghostly Whisper]!

"It's a one-on-one private chat."

"It can't be Tian He, he's in Shangnan City, he only speaks in Ghost Whisper's group chat at most... Is it the boss?"

The lenses on this gifted teenager's nose seemed to be shining at this moment.

He quickly took off the bracelet and put it back on.

Enter the Ghost Whisper in a specific way.

[L: Chenghui, if you were to pinpoint the real address of a gray-named individual face-to-face in the Second World, how confident would you be?]

[L: The location in the second world is the Creator's Star. The physical terminal needs to be near a communication tower. You can choose to have me use it or you can use it yourself.]

……

The fortress of Shanghai, the top of the Pearl Tower.

Lu Ze stood with his hands behind his back, holding a pair of silver metal glasses in his right hand.

This is a first-class communication tower in the Shanghai Fortress, possessing the largest information radiation range.

Ding.

Lu Ze raised his wrist.

A reply from Ghost Whispers.

[Boss, you can use the terminal, but before activating it, you need to join the Star Network I built with superpowers. This way, after you meet the other party, I have a 100% success rate in locking onto the other party's ambiguous area within 60 seconds and preventing them from counter-searching, and a 70% success rate in breaking through the other party's firewall within 100 seconds.]

Immediately afterwards, a second sentence flashed on the projected screen.

[If Tian He participates, with his assistance using the Proverb, I can reduce the lock-on and breakthrough times to 15 seconds and 20 seconds respectively, and increase the breakthrough probability to 99%!]

Seeing this straightforward answer, Lu Ze smiled.

The star-shaped glasses were gently placed on the bridge of Lu Ze's nose, obscuring his calm and deep eyes.

Thousands of red flames quietly appeared in the air, intertwining to form a huge sphere that enveloped him and the entire Pearl Tower.

Jin Chenghui, who was far away in Shangnan, trembled with excitement as he looked at the sentence that flashed on the screen.

"Tian He is allowed to join. The operation will commence in 300 seconds. Operation codename: —"

"[Slaughterhouse]".