nucmednet Chapter 502 Then let's all watch it.
Chapter 502 Then let's all watch it.
The sky above North America seemed to have split open.
A pink energy vortex with a diameter of over 100 kilometers, like a giant eye with heavy makeup, stares intently at the bustling city below.
It lacks the gradual restraint of the dark purple vortex.
This "pink-eyed" creature is extremely irritable.
Thick, black lightning bolts rained down from the edge of the vortex.
Although it has not yet caused large-scale disasters, the oppressive feeling of the apocalypse has already swept across the entire American continent.
From Wall Street in North America to the rainforests of South America, air raid sirens blared incessantly.
Before the line of people buying for free could even break through the supermarket's glass, they were so frightened by the sudden thunder that they collapsed to the ground, struggling to breathe.
About an hour after the vortex appeared, in the United Nations Emergency Security Conference Room.
The atmosphere was oppressive and tense.
"Bang!"
U.S. Representative Jason slammed his hand heavily on the round table, making the microphone in front of him buzz.
His eyes were bloodshot, his tie was pulled crookedly, and he looked completely disheveled.
"An explanation! China must give all of humanity a reasonable explanation!"
Jason pointed to the holographic projection in the center of the conference room, which showed the raging pink vortex over North America.
"Three hours ago, an abnormal energy channel appeared over the Qinling Mountains in China! Shortly after, North America was subjected to this devastating energy lock!"
"This is absolutely no coincidence! This is some kind of unknown superweapon, or an alien disaster you've brought upon yourself!"
In the conference room, representatives from dozens of countries turned their heads in unison, all focusing their attention on the east side of the round table.
Zhao, the representative of China, was sitting there.
Facing the intense stares of everyone present, Representative Zhao calmly unscrewed the stainless steel thermos in his hand and blew on the few wisps of tea leaves floating on the surface.
Suck.
He slowly took a sip of hot tea before raising his head, a gentle and kind smile on his face.
"Mr. Jensen, please don't get so agitated, be careful with your blood pressure."
Representative Zhao put down his thermos, crossed his hands on the table, and spoke calmly.
Regarding these natural phenomena that appear in the sky, there is an old Chinese saying.
The entire audience strained to listen, and the interpreters stood ready.
"The moon has its phases, and people have their ups and downs. Many things happen before they happen, and no one can predict them or stop them."
Representative Zhao then spread his hands, saying, "We humans should learn to respect, accept, and let go of the wonders of nature."
The meeting room fell silent for three seconds.
Several gasps of shock came from the simultaneous interpretation channel; the interpreters were going crazy.
Translated, isn't that just pure nonsense?
"Fuck!" Jason cursed, slamming his hands on the table and glaring at Representative Zhao. "Zhao! Don't try to pull your Eastern philosophy on me!"
"What natural wonders? Does your nature have pink vortexes that can also strike black lightning?"
Beside him, the French representative elegantly adjusted his cuffs and said with a wry smile, "Representative Zhao, now is not the time to play games."
"Although no vortex has appeared in the skies over Paris yet, people are already preparing to surrender... no, to take refuge."
We need the truth.
Prince Abdullah of the United Arab Emirates, rubbing his large gold ring, spoke with an air of wealth and arrogance: "Zhao, as long as you are willing to share intelligence and provide shelter, name your price."
"Our oil wells have been producing well recently."
Representative Zhao remained smiling, tapping his fingers lightly on the table: "Gentlemen, it's really not something we're hiding."
"There has indeed been a minor issue in the Qinling Mountains, but it is currently under control."
"As for the pink one in North America... we're really not familiar with it."
"That's enough!"
Jason completely lost his patience. He sat up abruptly, his eyes becoming incredibly sharp.
"Zhao, we're all sensible people, stop pretending!"
"Was the Yasukuni Shrine in Japan razed to the ground? The whole world saw that 100-meter-tall statue!"
Jason placed his hands on the table, leaned forward, and said, enunciating each word clearly, "We all know that supernatural powers exist!"
"You Chinese must have found a way to contact or even control this power!"
The moment those words were spoken, the air in the conference room froze.
The thin veil of secrecy has finally been torn down.
Intelligence agencies in various countries are not to be underestimated; after the incident in the United States, a tacit understanding had already formed within high-level circles.
However, no one dared to be the first to speak out, for fear of disrupting the existing international balance.
They fear that once China is exposed, it will stop pretending and directly aim to unify the world.
But now, a knife is at his throat.
"We demand that the real-time monitoring footage of the China Qinling base be released immediately!" Jensen stated his ultimate goal.
"If North America falls, we must find out whether China truly possesses any trump cards to withstand this kind of high-dimensional attack!"
"Yes! It must be made public!"
"This is a crisis for all humanity; China cannot monopolize this information!"
Representatives from several Western camps immediately echoed this sentiment.
Representative Zhao's smile gradually faded.
He didn't immediately refute, but instead reached out and pressed the communicator to his ear.
The meeting room fell silent. Everyone knew that Representative Zhao was seeking instructions from China's top decision-making body.
The second command center is located in the Qinling Mountains, thousands of miles away.
Li Guoan stood in front of the huge tactical screen, his hands behind his back, his gaze coldly fixed on the increasingly stable dark purple vortex in the sky.
"Director Li, the United Nations is putting pressure on us," Zhang Yunhai reported. "The United States is demanding that we share our live footage."
Li Guoan sneered.
"Now you know you're in a hurry."
He turned around, his gaze sweeping over the busy researchers and the soldiers standing ready in the hall.
"Tell Lao Zhao to show them."
Zhang Yunhai was taken aback: "Director Li, Baiyujing's defense system is top secret. If it's all exposed..."
"Confidential? That's a word for peacetime." Li Guoan interrupted him, his voice deep and powerful.
"If those two things in the sky are really aiming to destroy the world, then once Baiyujing falls, all of humanity will perish with them."
"Since they want to see, let them see clearly."
Li Guoan walked to the window and looked at Baiyujing, which glowed faintly in the night sky, resembling a fairyland.
If the knife does fall into the butcher's hands, Huaxia, as the one who hands over the knife, will also be the one who takes the blow.
"Connect to the UN meeting room signal and grant direct access."
"yes!"
United Nations Conference Hall.
Representative Zhao released his hand from the communicator.
He picked up the thermos, brought it to his lips, then put it down again and stood up.
His once gentle gaze now sharpened.
He surveyed the entire room, exuding the aura of the world's leading superpower.
"Since you all want to see this so much, then open your eyes wide and take a good look."