The white ball saw that the other party did not understand, so he explained that the space is not stable all the time, and its stability is constantly fluctuating.

But stability is fixed around a value that must be high enough to keep the space stable.

But if an external force intervenes, this value will drop and the space barrier will become weak.

When this value drops to a certain point, the higher civilizations will be able to use some special technology to construct spatial passages in two different places.

That's the basics of teleportation!

After Bai Qiu's explanation, Monro also reacted to what was going on.

"You're saying there's a problem with the Pacific undersea passage in the Australian theater?" Monroe's face was solemn.

"Although there are other possibilities, the most probable is there!"

"Is there nothing I can do? You can't just watch the teleportation monster on the other side not destroy the world! Monroe was a little anxious.

He has slowly integrated into the world and has begun to become a part of it.

has his own concern and reluctance, and he doesn't want all this to be destroyed by monsters.

"If your monster hatches, we still have a fight, but now we can only ventilate the news!"

"Then let's ventilate!"

The level of Monro's spiritual sea fell wildly, and his spiritual power was transformed into a trace of silver-white smoke and rose into the air.

With the help of White Ball, Munro edited a warning text message that was sent to everyone in Australia.

Only in this way can we attract attention at the first time!

Late at night, the Australian Public Theater Headquarters, which is two hours ahead of Modu time due to its geographical location.

It was close to 10 p.m., and most of the people had already finished their day's activities and were going home to rest.

But suddenly, a text message caught their attention.

Undersea passage mutations? Are you kidding? What changes can happen under the 24-hour surveillance of the Rim of the Pacific Corps?

It's a prank by some unfounded fools.

Some people didn't care about the text message at all.

But some people are intrigued.

Levi's, who is the chief intelligence officer of the public theater of operations, is one of them.

Today is the weekend, and he and his wife took a pair of children to experience parent-child life at the playground.

At night, he finally dragged his tired body back to his room.

After a brief wash, he was ready to go to bed, and he was scared out of a cold sweat by this text message.

Looking at his wife with a panicked face, he could only comfort the other party briefly, this is the base camp of the General Headquarters of Countermeasures, everything is under control, and there can be no abnormalities.

After that, get dressed and get ready to go out.

When I arrived at the office, I found the entire command headquarters in a mess.

Constant phone calls were made to confirm the status of surveillance of the undersea passage.

The phone call in the customer service room never stopped, and people kept calling to inquire about the situation of the undersea passage.

"Your Excellency, this is the data test report from the Communications Bureau just now."

Levi's subordinate handed him a report.

He briefly flipped through it twice, and couldn't help but frown.

According to the CA's data records, all text messages were sent at the same time, covering the whole of Australia!

It is impossible to have such a strong communication ability, it should be a well-organized group with tacit cooperation.

But who are they? And what are they doing this for?

A series of question marks surfaced in his mind.

But the other party paid such a big price, definitely not for a prank.

"How's the monitoring point up ahead?" He turned to his secretary.

"Everything is normal in the report ahead, and no new monsters have been found to cross the boundary."

"Continue to monitor closely, and you can't let go of any clues!" Levi explained to his subordinates.

He suddenly remembered a person, as long as this person was there, everyone would not worry about any accidents in the passage!

"Is the Chief here?"

"Your Excellency is holding a discussion meeting with other sub-chiefs and representatives of various countries."

In the conference room, a burly white man silently looked at the monitoring data in front of him.

Although all kinds of data are within the normal range, they are slowly rising!

"I think it's just a prank! Or the trick of other illegal organizations to intimidate us. ”

A middle-aged gentleman with two mustaches leaned back in his chair and said with a relaxed expression.

His statement was echoed by several other delegates, who did not believe that the channel, which had been stable for 10 years, would change.

He also applauded the middle-aged gentleman in support.

At most, they thought it was just the otherworldly creatures on the other side of the passage continuing to send monsters to attack the passage.

This is a public war zone! The strongest place in the world for giant soldiers!

Nearly 10 giants of more than 4 generations have been deployed, and there are several fifth-generation machine gods that are being debugged.

This strength is enough to crush any enemy who comes to attack.

The tug-of-war between humans and otherworldly creatures has been going on for 80 years!

Most people have lost their vigilance!

They had forgotten the fear and despair of humanity before the Titan appeared.

"Mephistopheles, whether this is a conspiracy of other organizations or not, we should strengthen our defense of the undersea passage." An elderly officer disagrees with the other side.

"Gubis! Don't ask for money just in case!

The amount of money that each country pays to the countermeasures command bureau every year has reached its limit!

Now the countries are facing no small pressure on their defenses!

We don't have so much manpower and material resources to squander!

You want to increase your budget just with a text message you don't know why? It's impossible, it's a scam! ”

The British representative, Mephistopheles, once again made his position clear.

At this time, the venue was divided into three factions, supporters, oppositionists, and neutrals.

The support faction is made up of senior members of the Countermeasures Command Bureau and the commanders of the Pacific Rim Corps.

The opposition is made up of plenipotentiaries of the great powers.

Some groups or representatives of countries that do not have much say form the centrists.

In fact, this is a long-standing contradiction between various countries and the countermeasures command bureau.

Despite the vast resources at the disposal of the Countermeasures Command Bureau around the world, its large defensive area stretched them to the limit.

It needs financial support from the major powers to stay afloat.

But this support has also become a shackle to their development.

In many cases, the top of the Countermeasures Command also had to respect the opinions of other major powers.

"I think it's better to strengthen the defenses, but Mephistopheles is right, so let's just set a deadline, just one month!

Within a month's time, we will provide sufficient funds to strengthen the defences of the undersea passage.

But after a month, if there is nothing abnormal, then we cut this part of the spending and bring it back to the original level. ”

Hua Jianfeng, a representative of Huaxia who sought stability, put forward a compromise opinion.

Although both sides were not satisfied with the plan, they were able to accept it reluctantly.

The chief of the Countermeasures Command Bureau, who had not spoken for a long time, confirmed the plan with a decisive word.

He's an extremely high-level Ability, one of the strongest people in the world!

Just ten minutes before this text message was sent, he also noticed an abnormality.

The source energy in the air seems to change very slightly.

The source energy became more active, and although the change was extremely slight, he was only vaguely perceptible.

He had a sense of foreboding in his heart, pressing down on his head like a heavy thousand clouds.

The Countermeasures Command Bureau has established a submarine base in the vicinity of the submarine passage.

Every day, a large number of researchers are busy shuttling through space and crystal energy.

There are 30 monitoring probes in the huge annular base, each with two researchers on duty.

Inside Probe 12, two researchers chatted about topics of interest to them.

"Amini, do you know what I hate most about working here?"

Jim Hawke, who had just been promoted from his status as a research assistant to a Level 7 researcher, joked to the Indian researcher next to him.

"Oh what?" The Indian researcher was busy with the work at hand, and did not care, but just asked a perfunctory question.

"Of course, there are so few burgers here! Do you know how many types of burgers there are in my hometown?

There are dozens of pickles that go with it alone, and we also classify hamburger buns by grade......"

It can be seen that he is an avid burger lover, and now he is bored and recommends burgers from his hometown to his colleagues.

"Really! Maurice, you should try one of our beef burgers, which are unique to you, and you're guaranteed to have one you'll never forget! ”

Perhaps annoyed by the fact that he couldn't work, the Indian researcher put down the pen in his hand, turned his head and squinted at Jim and said, "Jim Hawke, I'm a Hindu!" ”

"Well, I'm sorry." Jim smiled awkwardly.

In Hinduism, it is believed that the cow is sacred and must be worshipped and not killed.

So it's rude to talk about eating beef in front of them.

It's like you shouting at God as an evil god in front of Christians.

It's good that people didn't stone you with their Bibles.

Jim was bored looking at the ceiling, bored.

Now even if he washes the beaker and feeds the guinea pigs, it's more fun than sitting here and looking at the numbers that never change.

There was a soft sound, and the numbers in front of the monitoring screen began to beat.

Both researchers couldn't believe their eyes, they had never seen this before.

Jim rubbed his eyes vigorously, perhaps just his eyes.

But when he looked closely, the numbers did start to change!

And it's a non-stop crazy beat!

The warning line was broken in an instant, and the entire duty room lit up with a red alarm.

"Quick! Fast! Notify the Base Chief! Jim woke up his colleague who was in a daze.

The two of them hurriedly picked up the microphone for emergency calls, and reported upwards with some incoherent words.

We don't know exactly what happened that night, but Munro only remembers that night there was a very bright pillar of light in the east.

And then the whole world changed!