I really don't want to cross

Chapter 137 Preparing for a General Attack
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The huge conference room was silent. Following the last picture sent back by the bomber, everyone including Qi Wu Xuanzong couldn't help showing horror on their faces.

The strength of the opponent is completely beyond their imagination. It is hard to imagine that such a terrifying creature exists in the world?
Qi Wu Xuanzong glanced at the short figure who followed him every step of the way, with a flash of doubt in his expression.

"Send this battle video to Ayn ​​Rand."

Originally, he thought that the terrifying Pluto behind him with the 21st IP ranking could protect his safety, but what happened just now made him suspicious. Is such a creature really human-powered?
The four bombers not only survived the bombing in turn, but were destroyed by the opponent.

This caused Qi Wu Xuanzong to retreat involuntarily, and even the idea of ​​abandoning the Osaka district flashed through his mind just for a moment, but he was finally suppressed by him. You must know that this is the brainchild of his ten-year management.

These people in the Osaka district are not the main ones, but if he loses Osaka, he will also lose the ownership of the largest oysterium mine in the five regions, and losing the ever-produced oysterium mines means...he will also lose the support of those big countries.

At that time, even the Pluto who protects her behind her will go back to her own country directly.

So unless it is absolutely necessary, he must not give up the Osaka area.

"My lord, Professor Ayn Rand requests to have a conversation with you." The correspondent stepped forward and said respectfully.

Qi Wu Xuanzong nodded when he heard the words.

Seeing this, the correspondent pressed a few times on the console, and the big screen flashed, and a middle-aged man in a white coat appeared on it, looking somewhat sloppy.

"Prince Qi Wu, it seems that he has gotten into a lot of trouble!"

Listening to the slightly teasing voice, Qi Wu Xuanzong frowned: "Stop talking nonsense, can this 'machine' behind me be able to fight against that brat."

"Of course, she is different from the rest of the people. Pluto has entered the No. 20 IP ranking by himself. Even if his real combat power is not weaker than the top [-] monsters in IP, you must know that the top [-] and [-] monsters Afterwards is a world of difference, not to mention..."

There was a hint of fanaticism in Ayn Rand's voice: "She has an extremely rare 'domain' among the cursed children. Although it is only a one-time domain achieved by using technological means, if she opens the domain, then creatures without domains will not be able to use it." Possibly her opponent."

Qi Wu Xuanzong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words.

"but……"

Qi Wu Xuanzong's expression tightened, and he looked towards the big screen with a slightly unfriendly expression.

"Don't get me wrong, what I want to say is that I want this creature. If I have his body, it would be worth losing Pluto. I really didn't expect that there is such a vampire who can manipulate blood in this world. He The value of those cursed sons cannot compare."

"Yes, as long as the 'machine' behind me can kill him, not only that brat, but I will also provide you with ten times the uranium metal and research funds."

Ayn Rand's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Sure enough, cooperating with Head of State Qi Wu is the most correct choice I have made in my life."

……

In Osaka City, the streets were empty, vehicles were scattered all over the streets, and in some places, the blood of gastrulation could be seen faintly.

It is not terrible for gastrulation to enter the residential area, but the most terrible thing is the outbreak of large-scale infection.

After all, as long as he is bitten, this person will become a gastratus, and if he is not careful, it may change from one to dozens or hundreds of them, so the residents of the entire Osaka City are gathered in one place. .

It is protected by the Self-Defense Forces and those few private security companies.

Standing on a tall building, looking at the White Fort surrounded by the Self-Defense Forces and various tanks in the distance, Wood frowned.

With this level of guards, it is undoubtedly difficult to lurk in, and if Wood is not mistaken, infrared scanning is set up around the entire White Castle. .

After all, I am still weaker by myself.

If you take the cursed son at home and launch a strong attack...

As soon as this idea came to Wood's mind, Wood gave up. Although the success rate of the storm is high, it also means that the casualty rate is extremely high. If possible... Wood still doesn't want these children to follow him to fight.

but……

Now in the gathering place, there are quite a few Cursed Sons who used to be the initiators. It can be said that they all have a certain fighting ability. If they can act together with themselves, the success rate will undoubtedly be much higher.

But it seems that there is a wall in his heart, even if Wood knows that they can help him, even if he has been actively asking to fight him, Wood will subconsciously throw them out when he decides to plan.

"Normally speaking, how could a ten-year-old girl be allowed to fight." Wood couldn't help muttering.

(Don't worry, I will protect you!)

Wood was startled, as if he heard an unknown call, the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly: "You don't count..."

If it didn't come to her suddenly, Wood would have almost forgotten that Wuming was only 12 years old, because no matter what kind of scene the other party faced, Wood had never seen fear on her face.

She is always so confident. Although she doesn't want to admit it, she has to admit that Wuming taught Wood what courage is. She and Ikoma made themselves take the first step to change.

Xianjin Station, Sugu Station, Eight Generations Station...

After each battle, Wood has an inexplicable sense of trust in Wuming. Even if his strength has surpassed Wuming, Wood has always admired her.

And this little girl is only 12 years old, and she has been fighting Kabane since she was six years old. There is also an unknown reason why Wood has a good impression of the cursed son from the beginning.

Flowers under the greenhouse?
Wood smiled wryly. Now that I think about it, I seem to be a little overprotective. I have to carry everything by myself, completely ignoring the cursed son's own will and fighting ability. If Wuming is regarded by Wood as a comrade who can entrust his life .

Those cursed children...

It's not so much the overprotection of his sister; it's more like Wood's overprotection of a ray of light in his dark life.

As Ikoma once said, only when one falls into darkness can one seek light, and the hindered son is the light that Wood found. Although it is faint, it is a hope for Wood.

It is precisely because of this that he keeps telling those children...

He is a villain.

A villain who left behind the bright side and was left with darkness.

Once the city wall is built, Wood will have no worries.

As long as Qi Wu Xuanzong is killed, it is not difficult to control the Osaka area without a leader, but if you want to kill Qi Wu Xuanzong who is hiding in the White Fort, bring the cursed son who has fighting ability to launch a general attack.

Undoubtedly the fastest and most likely to succeed.

Wood closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, there was a flash of determination in his eyes.

When the city wall is completed, it will be the final day of the general attack!

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I originally wanted to explode today, but my mother forced me to go to the New Year by car early in the morning. Although I earned more than 1000 lucky money (hehe), the explosion will be changed to the day after tomorrow.

As for why it's not tomorrow, because tomorrow... If I want to go to the movies with my uncle, I will try my best to change it three times and four times, but let it be a big explosion.

The day after tomorrow there will be a big explosion, trying to finish the pitch-black scroll, it’s time to open the next world, writing is like water, and the pitch-black writing is too long.

(End of this chapter)