nucmednet Chapter 24: Unexpected Situation, South Korea Takes Action.
Chapter 24: Unexpected Situation, South Korea Takes Action.
This sudden reversal sent netizens around the world into a frenzy, with the barrage of comments exploding.
What's going on? John Bull just turned against us like that? This is so dramatic!
So now the vegetarian alliance has become four families: the Russian bear, the Indian, the monkey, and the Hanscat?
John Bull's espionage tactics were brilliant; the Russians probably never even dreamed of it.
[Hopkinley's scheme is too intricate; no wonder he's not flustered. This old fox is truly cunning.]
After recovering from their shock, American netizens erupted in long-suppressed cheers.
[This is hilarious! Weren't the Russians acting all high and mighty just now?]
We thought we were going to lose? Not at all! Hopkinley had already laid out his plan!
[Did you see Igor's face? Like he'd swallowed a fly, hahaha!]
[Number one is still ours! The US is forever the god! No one can take it away!]
The atmosphere in the Eagle District office was noticeably more relaxed.
Hopkinley still held his coffee cup, his fingertips lightly stroking the rim, his expression calm.
Brennan leaned back in his chair, let out a long breath, and turned to look at Hopkinley.
"Is this your plan? To get John Bull to betray the Soviet Union and attack the Russian Bear?"
Hopkins took a sip of coffee and hummed in agreement.
Brennan's brow did not completely relax, and his tone still carried a hint of worry.
"Even if John Bull were to turn against us, he wouldn't be on our side. We still can't withstand an attack from three nations."
Hopkinley put down his coffee cup, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"What's the rush..."
Meanwhile, in the Bear Zone.
Igor stared in the direction of the Eagle region, gave a cold snort, his voice not loud but as cold as ice.
"Hopkinley, don't get cocky."
"Even if John Bull betrays you, you can't withstand a three-nation coalition attacking you alone."
His voice came through, and Hopkinley heard it clearly.
He turned his head, looked in Igor's direction, and smiled slightly.
"Maybe?"
Before the words were finished, the voice from the sky rang out again.
[French Rooster - Civilization Observation Player, please specify the purpose of the interference card.]
Jean Dupont stood in front of the sky, remained silent for two seconds, and shook his head.
"Need not."
No accidents.
The Gallic Rooster's Handrapter has been developing on its own, not participating in battles, and everyone can guess that it doesn't know how to use it.
But the next one—
[Kimchi Nation - Civilization Observation Player, please specify the purpose of the interference card.]
Everyone assumed that the Korean parliament, like the French, would choose "not to use" it.
Why would a Dimorphodon develop peacefully in the sky and get involved in this mess?
however--
"use."
The players observing civilizations in the Korean country were not very vocal.
The sky asks questions.
Please specify the purpose of the interference card.
"Help Dilophosaurus."
The entire room fell silent once again.
Korea?
Help the US?
Netizens from all countries were completely dumbfounded.
[Korea? What are you doing here? Aren't you flying around in the sky doing just fine?]
[Pterosaurs helping Dilophosaurus???]
Who wrote this script? So many plot twists and turns, my brain can't keep up!
What exactly is South Korea trying to achieve? There's so much more to this than meets the eye...
Bear Zone.
Igor's face was beyond ashen.
He stared in the direction of the Korean region, his lips pressed into a thin line, his fists clenched so tightly under the table that his knuckles turned white.
"You're guaranteed second place, so why are you getting involved in this mess? What benefits did he give you?"
Of the three high-ranking officials in South Korea, the one sitting in the middle slowly raised his head.
His name was Zheng Minghe. His hair was neatly combed, and his expression was calm.
"Mr. Igor,"
Zheng Minghe's voice was neither hurried nor slow.
"First of all, are you out of your mind? Even without this game, I'm still an American citizen."
He paused, his gaze unwavering.
"Moreover, the terms offered by the US are too tempting."
"If he wins first place, the special reward—half of it will be mine."
He leaned forward slightly, his tone becoming more serious.
"There's no other way; our Korea has a small land area and a large population."
"A mere ordinary reward is simply not enough to satisfy us."
"We need that special case."
Igor slammed his hand on the table, the sound so loud it could be heard halfway through the hall.
His chest heaved violently, and the veins on his temples throbbed.
He was careless.
During the first and second phases, South Korea steadily developed in the sky, neither forming alliances, participating in wars, nor expressing its stance, leaving him with the inherent impression of neutrality.
He assumed that the Korean National Assembly would remain neutral and that they would quietly compete for second place.
He was wrong.
Now, the Dimorphodon from South Korea has joined the US camp, advancing on both land and air.
Although the Sakura's ridgeback dragon has average combat power, it can at least serve as a meat shield.
The advantage has vanished!
Meanwhile, the faces of the executives at A-San, Monkey, and Hanscat were all increasingly grim.
What was originally a four-on-two advantage has now turned into a disadvantageous situation.
Moreover, a group of Dimorphodonts were flying in the sky.
They can hit whomever they want, and they can run away without anyone catching them.
The battle hadn't even started yet, and it already felt like we were being sent to our deaths.
No one went to the Russian leadership.
After all, he himself is barely able to protect himself!
Besides, what can we say if we look for them at this time?
complain?
Accusations?
Or is he seeking comfort?
We're all adults; everyone knows it's too late to say anything now.
From the moment the game begins, or from the moment an alliance is formed, everyone is preparing for the worst.
but……
suffocated.
That's so damn frustrating.
It's not that we can't win, it's that we're stabbed in the back by our own people, it's that we're ganged up on by neutral parties.
It's like watching a good hand get turned into a bad one by someone else, and you don't even have the right to throw your cards down.
The comments section of the Three Kingdoms netizens was filled with helplessness and sighs.
What's the point of playing? Are we just feeding kills?
John Bull really stabbed me in the back...
[Wasn't South Korea always neutral? Why did they suddenly get involved?]
[Forget it, I hope this natural disaster doesn't befall me.]
The Eagle Zone.
Hopkins held his coffee cup, the smile never fading from his lips.
There were no surprises, no unexpected events; everything was within his calculations.
Brennan turned his head to the side, his eyes filled with complex admiration.
"You actually convinced the high-ranking officials in South Korea. I thought they would really remain neutral."
"Half of the special reward!"
Hopkinley took a sip of coffee, his tone nonchalant.
"If it were your turn, you would do it too."
"It just goes to show that the Russians were too naive, assuming that everyone who didn't speak up was one of their own."
He put down his cup, his gaze sweeping across the hall and landing on Igor's ashen face. His voice was soft, yet as steady as an iron stake driven into the ground.
"Once we take down the Russian bear and the vegetarian alliance, our number one dominance will be unshakeable."
He leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms in front of his abdomen, and a slight smile played on his lips.
"The first place will ultimately belong to Hopkinley, from my American nation!"
"I will conquer the world!"