A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

"Then...who is it?!"

"Who on earth could wipe out thirteen of our elite members in an instant?!"

"This is simply beyond human capability!"

The golden-haired general's roar.

The shockwave made the air in the conference room tremble.

His rationality.

They were almost overwhelmed by this sudden blow.

No one can answer this question.

Their intelligence network has a deep penetration throughout Kyushu.

But in the core area.

Especially when it comes to such top-secret matters.

However, it is always blocked by an invisible barrier.

They can only see the results, but cannot touch the process.

This feeling of powerlessness.

It made them feel more frustrated than ever before.

"Use all our strength!"

The head of the intelligence agency slammed his hand on the table, his eyes flashing with the ferocity of a wounded beast, filled with a desperate, mad rage.

"I'll pay any price, I'll do anything to find out the truth!"

"I want to know who killed our elites!"

"I want to know how they died!"

"We must uncover the truth at all costs!"

"yes!"

The intelligence agencies of the United States, like enraged beasts, instantly activated their highest-level early warning and counterattack mechanisms.

Countless instructions.

Like snowflakes, they flew to intelligence stations all over the world.

They mobilized every available resource, including top-notch hacking teams, state-of-the-art satellite reconnaissance systems, and spy networks lurking within Kyushu.

They have only one goal:

We will spare no effort to obtain all information from Kyushu regarding this incident!

at the same time.

Inside the Kyushu Supreme Command Center, alarms sounded incessantly from the technicians.

The red warning light kept flashing.

The data stream on the screen was jumping at an astonishing speed.

"Reporting to the person in charge!"

"We have detected a large number of attack signals originating from the United States!"

"Their intelligence network is frantically trying to hack into our internal systems!"

"The attack intensity is constantly escalating!"

A technician reported loudly, his voice tinged with anxiety.

"As expected."

The person in charge snorted coldly, a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes.

"It seems they can't sit still any longer."

"The loss of thirteen 'god-killers' is enough to drive them mad with grief."

"They're like a pack of enraged beasts, eager to find their killer."

"Chief of Staff, should we initiate countermeasures?"

"We can immediately retaliate against their network, completely cutting off their intrusion, and even inflicting some damage on them!"

Another technician asked for instructions.

His eyes gleamed with eager anticipation.

The person in charge did not answer immediately. He stared intently at Yang Jian's back on the big screen, lost in thought.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a rhythmic sound.

Every sound seemed to strike the hearts of everyone present.

Announcement...

This audacious idea swirled in his mind.

What would happen if the truth about Yang Jian's arrival and his terrifying ability to make his words come true were directly presented to the United States?

This is undoubtedly a huge gamble!

This is undoubtedly a risky move.

If Yang Jian's information is leaked, it could very likely cause global panic.

It might even attract the covetousness and probing of other countries.

But at the same time.

This is yet another killer move, enough to deter even the most wicked!

A single move that could change the global landscape!

Yang Jian.

It's like a double-edged sword.

He is mysterious and his power is terrifying.

His stance is unclear.

This made the top brass of Kyushu feel like they were walking on thin ice.

But at the moment.

Faced with the aggressive stance of the United States and the increasingly severe reality of its bizarre resurgence.

Perhaps it's time to put this sword to the test!

Even if it comes at a certain cost, it's worth a try.

"Head of the department, what are you considering?"

The general, observing the ever-changing expression on the face of the person in charge, couldn't help but ask.

He sensed that the person in charge seemed to be brewing a momentous decision.

The person in charge took a deep breath.

He slowly raised his head.

His gaze swept over everyone present, finally settling on the technician who had asked whether to retaliate.

His eyes.

Sharp as a hawk, yet calm as an abyss.

"No. We will not retaliate."

His voice was calm, yet carried a suffocating resolve.

Every word struck like a hammer blow to everyone's hearts: "Not only will they not retaliate, but they will also... withdraw all defenses!"

This statement came out.

The entire command center fell silent instantly.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, thinking they had misheard.

Their breathing stopped, and their minds went blank.

Cancel the defense?

This is practically walking into a trap!

Are we going to hand over Kyushu's most crucial secrets to the enemy?!

This is simply unheard of, an unprecedented and insane act!

"Director! This is too risky!"

"If they breach our firewall, we will face incalculable losses!"

"All our secrets will be exposed to them!"

The technician urged him urgently, his voice hoarse with excitement.

"Yes! Head of department, please think it over!"

"This concerns the fate of Kyushu; we cannot be so hasty!"

Others echoed his sentiments.

His face was filled with worry and confusion.

They couldn't understand why the person in charge would make such an unusual decision.

The person in charge ignored their advice.

He just watched them quietly.

His eyes gleamed with wisdom, a profound insight that revealed his understanding of everything and his vision of the future.

"I know what you're worried about."

He spoke slowly.

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"But now, the situation we face can no longer be resolved by conventional means."

"A bizarre resurgence has altered the global landscape. We must take unconventional actions to secure a glimmer of hope for Kyushu and for humanity!"

"Conventional warfare and conventional methods seem so pale and powerless in the face of the bizarre."

He paused.

His gaze fell once again on the screenshot of Yang Jian's back on the big screen, his voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of fanaticism:

"Yang Jian... he may be our greatest hope in the fight against the resurgence of the strange phenomenon."

"But at the same time, he is also a Damocles' sword hanging over our heads."

"We don't know when he will fall, or where he will point."

He paused for a moment, as if weighing something.

"But now, we must make use of him!"

The person in charge spoke with a firm tone.

With unwavering conviction, as if making a vow, "Even if we don't know his true stance, at least the power he's currently displaying is enough to deter all petty villains!"

"Enough to completely extinguish the ambitions of those forces that covet Kyushu!"

"We want to show the United States how their elites die!"

His voice carried an undeniable air of dominance.

"We want the whole world to know that even though the real world and the supernatural world are separated, we still have a way to bring Yang Jian down!"

This is a silent declaration, a powerful deterrent.

"We must let everyone know that Yang Jian is capable of suppressing this era!"

This sentence.

Like a resounding bell, it boomed throughout the command center, shaking everyone to their core.