Rebirth at the end of the world: I report to the country

January 4, 2025, Eagle time, 22:30 midnight - there are only twenty-seven days left before the alien species appears on Blue Star.

Boy came to the Hexagonal Palace. In fact, this place was seriously damaged by the ice and earthquake disasters. Even after reconstruction, it still has a dilapidated atmosphere. After all, the time and energy of the reconstruction were all done and were not spent on it. Too much energy.

"Mr. Chris, the plan went very smoothly. Our biggest cancer was finally removed today."

Although Boyi's entire appearance has changed greatly compared to two months ago, and he looks a bit sloppy and decadent, there is a slightly satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth at this moment.

After all, they have been waiting for this day for a long time and made a lot of preparations.

Otherwise, with the abilities of Bathory and those under him, how could they have reached this point? There are so many twists and turns that their minds can't even figure it out!

The hard work here is not appreciated by outsiders. If it were not for the era of natural disasters, it would be impossible to move these people down.

For Boy and Chris, it was a gamble they couldn't afford to lose.

But fortunately, they were lucky and won.

"Very good." Chris also smiled and nodded, "Are they all dead? No fish slipped through the net, right?"

"Well, except for those members of the Illuminati who are scientific talents and have the ability to think, all the other members who were from Zhen or Shang have been executed by Bathory and others.

Those scientific research members have all become sinners and will serve us free of charge - but for them, my plan is to play a double act and then take them back. After all, such people will probably not be able to do anything in scientific research under force. New achievements mean nothing to us. "

"I can rest assured that the matter will be left to you. Whoever will do the red face and the white face will be left to you. Although these people deserve to die, the knowledge in their heads should not."

Chris nodded, agreeing with Boy's statement.

"In addition to the talents, all the things eaten by the moths were spit out. We collected a large amount of supplies from the warehouses in their two shelters.

Bathory is a sensible child and basically reported it to us without any concealment.

Mr. Chris, here is the list. Please take a look.

To be honest, I doubt that the Illuminati and the Freemasons are like hamsters. Damn it, they only have so few members, but they actually store so much supplies. This amount is even enough to effectively alleviate our current supplies. degree of distress. "

As for why Boyi knew that Bathory had not concealed the truth, he naturally placed his own people around him and made him one of Bathory's confidants.

It is essential to be on guard against others. Boy hopes that Bathory can be a good chess piece and not have too many unreasonable thoughts.

For now, so good.

"Okay, okay!" Chris sighed repeatedly as he looked at the items and numbers on the list.

There are not only food and water sources on it, but also a variety of things, including several well-preserved fighter planes and tanks!

"Your purification will stop for a while, otherwise once the truth is made public, we will suffer extreme backlash." Chris lowered his head and said while putting the list in the drawer.

"Don't worry, Mr. Chris, for the sake of acting, 'I' have been acting as a member of the Light Freemasonry. Starting six hours ago, 'I' and 'my' confidants, these purification meetings The top brass are all dead."

Boy said with a smile.

"The Purification Society has also achieved their mission - it has actually purified the biggest cancer, which is really a surprise and surprise.

Although there are still old, weak, sick and disabled people appearing in Feiying every day, it is already a disaster of the polar night, and the number of this group of people will not have too strong an impact on us.

I also have a new idea. Tomorrow I will try to pass it on to the existing Flying Eagle people through Bathory and others. It should also be able to alleviate this problem and even drain the last light and heat out of these old, weak, sick and disabled people. Tori trusted me and the plan was very feasible. "

"Boy, Boy, you are becoming more and more like a cult leader." Chris said with some humor.

"Mr. Chris, you taught me well."

"Just put it aside and scold me. You just have to know what's going on." Chris shrugged.

"Now that the last obstacle has been removed, we can finally flex our muscles without any scruples." Chris' eyes were dark, "Collecting and studying the footsteps and actions of the "Strange Stones" finally no longer requires any secrets. "

"It's a pity that we are too late. It will be difficult for the Flying Eagle to regain its past greatness, but I will try my best." Boy said like an oath, then looked at the watch on his wrist and said softly: " Mr. Chris, the meeting will begin soon."

"Okay, I know."

……

January 5, 2025, Eagle Time, 22:30 midnight.

The leaders of seven different countries appeared in each other's sight for the first time in a long time - although they were all separated by screens.

The seven people looked at the other leaders in sight in tacit understanding, but none of them spoke.

Nearly eighty days have passed since the last formal collective meeting of the Blue Star Seventh Alliance.

"Everyone has changed a lot." Mr. No. 1 spoke, breaking the silence, and said gently and calmly.

"After three months like this, can there be no changes?" the great gentry Wang Xiang Dejiado said with a sigh.

Whether it was the earthquake or the ice, which one did not make everyone anxious, vicissitudes of life were inevitable. His own temples had all turned white in just eighty days, and he seemed to have aged for eighty months.

However, he turned his gaze slightly and looked at the Chairman of the Black Alliance.

Speaking of the one who has changed the most, it has to be the Chairman of the Black Alliance. No one can compare with him - everyone has changed.

It seemed that he noticed Degardo's gaze, but he had only been on stage for more than a month, was the youngest among everyone present, and had his own mission, so he chose to lower his gaze and said nothing.

"I don't see much change in you, No. 1. I think your life in the East is going pretty well." Chris looked at Mr. No. 1 and said with a smile.

"It can't be said to be good. Even if we try our best, there are still countless casualties. It is really a national disaster." The old man shook his head and rejected Chris's statement.

"But compared to our six countries, your situation should be the best. From a proportional point of view, you are not considered to have countless casualties. That's great." Chris continued to sigh, his tone seemed to be envious. Gorgeous.

"Chris," the old man responded calmly, calling him by his first name: "Don't talk about the base and only talk about the proportion. It's always been a hooligan's behavior."

"Two of you, please allow me to interrupt your conversation. Who should chair this meeting?" Marner, the leader of magic hands, said at this time.

In the past, those who presided over the Seven Alliance Conference were the Seven Alliance countries that were on duty for the Blue Star Alliance at that time, but now, there is no so-called duty country at all.

In fact, Marner didn't care at all about the answer to this question. He just felt that the atmosphere of the meeting seemed to be developing in a bad direction as the conversation between Chris and No. 1 continued. The main reason was that No. 1 seemed not to be very polite today.