The upside-down city, a reverse wall based on a man-made multi-storey reverse ruin gate that is 1,217 meters high, is a spectacle that can only be seen by residents of Antarctica's hollow city. This is the crystallization of the wisdom of our ancestors and a great miracle in the history of mankind.

Thinking that his father was among the wise, Zvado Philip couldn't help but kneel down and pray, in full view of everyone.

It was a rare spectacle, a man covered in tattoos suddenly fell to his knees, trembling and looking up at the sky. He was eye-catching enough, and when he staged such a play, ordinary people couldn't accept it at all.

His unusual behavior caused a panic around him, and he, as a client, was unaware. How could he care about the gaze of others? He was looking up to a miracle! What could be more exciting?

His trembling hands gestured to his chest, and his mouth was full of words.

"Father...... For the eternal glory of mankind, give me the ability to perform miracles. ”

Yes, miracles in sight......

"Sir, sir!" a police officer walked over. No one has called the police yet, but anyone passing by will think that something is wrong here, "Please stop immediately, your behavior has caused discomfort to others!"

Zvado stood up. He realized that he had gone too far, and he lost his mind for a moment. Although he has such freedom...... No, he had to control himself.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry," he immediately bowed to the crowd around him and apologized, "I just ...... I just saw this miracle and was so excited all of a sudden. ”

The crowd erupted in laughter.

These ignorant people...... But if he gets angry with these people, won't he belittle himself?

True, he didn't bother at all.

The laughter stopped slightly, and the officer stepped forward again.

"Sir, please come back to the bureau with me. ”

Zvado looked at him with a puzzled look.

"Sir, you have caused discomfort and panic among the masses, please go back to the bureau with me to register, I hope you will cooperate. The officer tried to explain.

This time it was Zvado's turn to laugh, and he laughed out loud in a way that was confusing.

As the police officer struggled to keep his smile on his face, the crowd's cries grew louder, and he had to use forceful tactics to take the perpetrator away. He took out the handcuffs and prepared to lock up the suspected insane man.

Zvado blocked him with one hand, then pulled out a certificate from his coat, and the officer looked closer, turning blue with horror.

"Right...... I'm sorry, Lieutenant Colonel, I didn't know you were ......"

He didn't speak, he turned and left, squeezing a way out of the dull gaze of the crowd, walked to the empty space, and stopped a taxi.

As he expected, the phone he was carrying rang quickly.

"Lieutenant Colonel Zvado, the exercise is about to start, where are you?"

"I'm in the city, I'll rush over to it...... Ah, it will definitely be late. ”

“...... Okay, Lieutenant Colonel, I'll arrange it. ”

Zvado was indeed two hours late—in the case of a direct delivery with a collapse teleport—but it didn't matter, he had expected it, and everyone had expected it.

The last fat pig who criticized him should still be lying in the coffin at this time, right? What's wrong with TASA's commander-in-chief? Can't TASA's commander-in-chief be late for coffee like ordinary people? On the other hand, can't you make a big deal as an ordinary person?

Zvado suddenly laughed like crazy, with only expression, no sound.

He does not lie about his feelings, it is blasphemy to lie, let alone lie to himself. It's very good to be calm, so he's always calm and keeps a poker face. But he will be true to himself, and when his feelings are intense, he will show them unreservedly, no matter how twisted it may be.

"Sir, the troops are ready. Said the adjutant of the TASA unit.

"Then let's get started. ”

The adjutant spoke a few words into the communicator, and the horn of the exercise sounded. Zvado took a deep breath and looked at the sky.

Come, please give me the power to work miracles......

As if hearing the call of Zvado's heart, a silver-sword-shaped ship appeared in the vast sky after a wave of spatial fluctuations. Under the streamlined engine bay are several huge turbine tubes, which devour the air currents and provide a steady stream of power to the massive mothership.

Zvado burst into laughter. Miracles, which are both miracles and the power that can create miracles.

This was followed by the second, third, and fourth......

It wasn't until the eighth NB-90 material shuttle appeared in the sky that the skies off the coast of Antarctica fell silent for a while. The coastline was agitated, and the TASA troops began to act quickly and forcefully. In Zvado's eyes, countless thin wires were connected, and the dragon's radar and the communication of the communicators were intertwined.

TASA's quick response and hitting the nail on the head were all in the blueprint in his mind.

Mushroom-shaped turrets emerge from the NB-90's silver-sword-shaped hull, spinning from side to side. They catch flies and mosquitoes in the air, and Zvado can see the fireworks that bloom in the air, which are released by the fire-fighting moths themselves.

Immediately after that, the NB-90 battle group began to conduct a wartime jump exercise, because it was an exercise, so they had to play some tricks to increase the difficulty. It wasn't a circus, and he didn't know why it was necessary.

The two NB-90s had to swap positions using the collapse teleportation operation, which meant that the two had to be synchronized, and a deviation of even one millisecond would directly result in the loss of two air carriers.

Each NB-90 was surrounded by a purple glow, and Zvado did not dare to blink for fear of missing the moment.

However, the transmission between spaces cannot be captured by the naked eye, and fortunately, the maneuver of the ship group was successful, otherwise he would not only feel regretful, but also heartbroken.

The last stage is a perfect curtain call.

The ballistic missile bays of the NB-90 opened one by one, and the XK Pluto-3 air-to-surface long-range ballistic missile slowly rose into the air and flew in the direction of Luo Lian. Ballistic missiles continue to drop warheads, staining the northern sky red, a deafening symphony lingers, and the last loud bang ends, and buds of light bloom north of the South Pole.

Zvador seemed to see the glory of humanity, the glory that should live forever.

Just as he was savoring it, the drill was over. His expression was a little stiff, and he didn't listen to the results of the drill report until everyone was gone, and he found a random place to sit down.

It's not enough, he hasn't seen enough. Oh, they're not ready, but he already wants to see the light shine, the glory. But no, he had to calm down and wait, they weren't ready.

"Sir, there's another complaint from the government. ”

"Complaints?"

"Yes, they think that only 'Selene' and 'Artemis', or even one of them, will be enough to deal with Luo Lian. Such exercises are undermining the country's financial resources. ”

It's so naïve. Sweeping away the garbage that killed his father is not enough to prepare. It's all for Antarctica, the glory of humanity.

What's more, these people who can only show off and delay the fighter plane are qualified to point fingers at him.

Zvado sneered.

"Tell me, who said that?"