There is pseudo-science fiction content in this chapter, don't care, the author writes fantasy, and it's good when the author breaks it down. 】

Mo Fan didn't smile, but there was a faint smile on his face: "So, your unanimous opinion is not to accept it?"

Lewis looked at Gollivan and Bilmerz again before saying, "We suggest a revision." ”

Mo Fan immediately stood up and walked towards the door, his actions surprised everyone present: This is leaving?

But after Mo Fan walked to the door, he turned around and glanced at the two hundred and twenty-two people who had already arrived: "You don't need to think about it, do you?"

Lewis was a little confused about the situation, and at the international negotiating table, even if he couldn't get along, he wouldn't leave the venue like this.

He also stood up, his position was facing away from the door, he turned around to face Mo Fan, one hand still resting on the documents on the table: "Elder Mo, what do you mean?"

Mo Fan said: "If you don't need to think about it, then I want to announce the news that Mr. Salf, the president of Jin Mingguo, will not be able to be there, the fighter plane he was flying on was attacked by the beast clan and crashed, and the news will be broadcast to the world through satellites soon." ”

The heads of state on the field began to discuss:

"How can this be? Isn't it supposed to be safe to come here on the Soul Compact's fighter plane?"

"It's been a long time since the orcs have taken the initiative to attack humans......"

"Does this mean that the orcs have officially invaded human society?"

"What do we do now? We have to convene a defense conference right away......

Countless voices were thrown at Mo Fan's eardrums like a snowball, there were meaningless roars, sharp doubts, and earnest questions, and everyone was surrounded by inexplicable horror.

"However, you don't have to worry about the orc invasion. Mo Fan stopped them.

Everyone quieted down and turned their eyes to Mo Fan, and they saw the door of the conference room open behind Mo Fan, and a row of people wrapped in black from head to toe walked in.

Mo Fan took two steps back and said, "Because, you are also difficult to protect yourself." ”

Mo Fan turned around and walked out the door, the heavy wooden door slowly closing behind him, closing all the noise, screaming, and wailing in the conference room.

Wei Xiang, a warrior guarding the door, stepped forward and asked him, "Elder Mo, how to deal with these people?"

Mo Fan said, "Put them all in the dungeon." ”

Then, Mo Fan walked all the way out to the door of the Hall of Elders. In the open space outside the gate, two hundred and twenty-two people had gathered, one was not too many, and one was not many, all dressed in suits and leather shoes.

They read all the information of the heads of state and high-ranking government personnel who have come to the meeting today, and they have restored everything 100 percent in terms of appearance, personality, ability, and preferences.

As soon as Mo Fan appeared, everyone immediately stopped talking and stood respectfully with their hands down.

Mo Fan stood on the steps and looked at these people, and said, "You are now the heads of government of various countries, and they are not as respectful to me as you are. If you're not familiar with your role, go to the dungeon and find out the prototype, I don't want anyone to show their feet. ”

Lewis, who was under the steps, was the first to raise his head and said, "Elder Mo, please rest assured, we will handle this matter well." ”

Mo Fan looked at this Lewis with satisfaction, among these heads of state, Mo Fan dealt with Lewis the most, and the actor could be said to be picky from his demeanor to his tone, he nodded: "Very good, that's it." ”

Mo Fan dismissed all these fake heads of state, let everyone go back to rest for one night, and let the news of the murder of President Salf of Jin Mingguo temporarily ferment on Earth for one night. Tomorrow morning, they will return to human society with the news of the start of war.

But where should the first battle be chosen?

Mo Fan did not activate the control bracelet to contact Guo Weishan, the hall master of the Strange Skill Hall, and he chose to go to the Strange Skills Hall to check the situation in person.

It was a quiet night, and the whole city of Lingqi began to sleep, suitable for a solo walk. Mo Fan walked very slowly, everything was still far from the dust settled, but he finally stopped being in a hurry.

- There will be no more variables, even if Chang Feng has the ability to defy the sky, war will inevitably break out, and no one can stop it.

Mo Fan stepped into the data testing center of the Strange Skills Hall with ease, and the tension here was in stark contrast to his pleasure.

Guo Weishan saw Mo Fan appear behind the open electric door from a bunch of computer light screens, he whispered a few words to the two sorcerers beside him, and greeted him: "Elder Mo." ”

"Did you find anything?" Mo Fan was not obsessed with Guo Weishan's search, he had already arranged for the follow-up measures, if the Strange Skills Hall couldn't find anything, then they would release the recently captured beast clan in the downtown area.

After these beasts were injected with the mania agent developed by the Wood Grass Hall, they would temporarily lose their rationality and completely burst out the beast nature in their bodies.

The effects of the manic agent were about four hours, but they could not survive four hours before they were wiped out by the military, the task force of the Psionic Compact, and the security bureau that cooperated with them.

Although this trace is heavy, no one will investigate why the orcs suddenly went crazy and invaded human society on a large scale. All that everyone needs to know is that the war has begun.

Of course, this is not the best solution.

Guo Weishan gave him a meaningful smile: "Today's small fighter, we have reversely estimated its flight path and strengthened the detection of the beast power field in the Mobei grassland. ”

"There are traces of horse tribes in the Mobei grassland, and I think this has always been our key monitoring area. ”

"Yes, but we haven't been able to find out where they're hiding. ”

Mo Fan didn't speak, and looked directly at Guo Weishan with an inquiring eye.

Guo Weishan said confidently: "I thought that we had turned over every inch of the Mobei grassland until the flight range of the fighter plane coincided with the satellite reconnaissance image, and it was confirmed that the fighter plane had been anchored in an invisible state on the edge of this mountain cliff for one night. ”

Mo Fan leaned his face closer to the three-dimensional map displayed by Guo Weishan on the data light screen: "This is ......"

"An island in the air with an orc power field barrier. The barrier is built on the energy that disturbs the satellite's magnetic field, and we have found the frequency of this energy, that is, we can solve it by calculating the frequency of the satellite. ”

Mo Fan also smiled: "Then, this is it." ”

He quickly made some arrangements in his heart, and then said to Guo Weishan: "You send me the location." At the same time, Wei Xiang was also sent a copy. ”

Guo Weishan said while packing the relevant data, "Elder Mo, will you act tonight?"

"Hmm. Mo Fan didn't explain much. He took in the data, and then stepped out of the hall.

"Wei Xiang, what you have received now is the old nest of the Ma clan in the Mobei grassland. You choose an elite unit in the Hall of Blades to exterminate. Take Lewis and Golvian — you know who I'm talking about, and let them send the Air Force along. ”

For some reason, Mo Fan remembered Songyi. She had a deep grudge against the horses, and he thought she would probably welcome the news.

On the way back to the Elders' Hall, he changed his mind and turned to the entrance to the dungeon, the out-of-bounds.

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