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The trembling thumb made three attempts in a row to make the flame of the windproof lighter's fire outlet, Yang Xiaoqian couldn't wait to lower his head, inhale greedily and hard, and twitched a few times like an addict.

Through the footage transmitted back by the spy satellite, Yang Xiaoqian, who was at the bottom of the Zero One base, witnessed the battle that took place on the uninhabited island of Mauritius throughout the whole process, and the water column corridor erected in the Indian Ocean was like an ancient beast, brutally crashing into his heart, making the self-confidence he had gradually accumulated in countless battles sink with the isolated island.

Long before the declaration of war was issued at the joint meeting, Yang Xiaoqian ordered the special secretary team to analyze Wen Yan's combat power and conduct a simulated confrontation with the imaginary enemy in the dream battlefield, this job is difficult for Su Yue, she can obtain the specific data of the high-power weapons used by the army, but it is difficult to imagine the real situation of the confrontation between the two sides, after all, the real battlefield is changing, and a small detail may change the final outcome.

So Yang Xiaoqian adopted another more intuitive and bold simulation method: adjust the individual combat power of the imaginary enemy to the extreme that the special secret team can imagine, and do sand table exercises based on this, and then the military consultant evaluates the specific values, and makes the corresponding special effect pictures, and finally Su Yue constructs the dream.

Almost all military advisers thought that this was absurd, including Yang Xiaoqian himself, who did not think that the extreme situation in the dream could happen, but only prepared for the worst, so as not to panic when the enemy's combat power exceeded his own estimates.

However, the reality was even more bizarre than the dream, and no one could have imagined that Wen Yan's strength had exceeded the imagination of the secret group. At this time, Wen Yan may be able to swagger into Washington, D.C., dismantle the White House and then retreat.

Why did such an invincible powerhouse obey Yu Bai's orders?

Yang Xiaoqian looked at the head in the hemispherical transparent cover, the white smile was too bright, and the corners of his mouth almost reached the back of his ears, like a clown, combining funny and thriller.

"Zero One, please open the sound enclosure." Yang Xiaoqian said to the cylindrical translation machine, the green light at the top of Zero One flashed twice, and after turning the camera to Liu Yuanzhou, he opened the sound shield with a manipulator, and the white rampant laughter immediately jumped out of the gap, making Yang Xiaoqian frown deeply.

"Look, the death of the Holy One is enough to show my sincerity, and now, it's time to see your sincerity?" Bai said, "Chairman Yang, isn't it time to withdraw the troops you sent out?" And then let's sit down again and have a good talk? ”

Yang Xiaoqian took another puff of cigarette, suppressed the urge to smash this head in his heart, and asked, "Does Wen Yan know about this?" ”

"Of course." Shiro replied without thinking.

Yang Xiaoqian asked again: "According to the agreement you said before, all the mutants who came out of Yuanjiang must apologize with death, including Wen Yan, does Wen Yan know it?" ”

"Of course." Shiro moved his ears, probably imitating the shrug of his shoulders, "It's not a wise choice to deceive her, how could I do such a stupid thing?" ”

She ...... How did she die? Yang Xiaoqian couldn't think of a precise way to put it, so he could only ask this question directly, he really couldn't think of any way to kill Wen Yan.

Bai Bu replied and asked: "Have you seen Tianlong Babu, do you know Xiao Feng?" Is there any other way for the invincible to die? ”

"Suicide?"

The expected answer still surprised Yang Xiaoqian, if Wen Yan didn't want to die, I'm afraid no one in this world could stop her from continuing to live, but why would Wen Yan be willing to commit suicide? It's illogical.

Bai was willing to sacrifice everything for the Holy Clan, although Yang Xiaoqian couldn't believe it, he could also understand that many times, an individual's sense of mission only arose after becoming a collective leader and gradually became the most important meaning in his life.

Yang Xiaoqian himself is like this, Yang Xiaoqian in the past was a "villain" who put his own interests at the highest point, and the most selfless thing he did was just to convey information to the "tall man", so that the tall man could hold up this piece of heaven and let himself be able to hide safely.

And after Yang Xiaoqian himself became a "tall man", he also supported the responsibility he should bear without hesitation, worked hard, and had no regrets. Some would think that this should be defined by the word "great", but in Yang's own opinion, it is just a natural transformation.

Perhaps this particular variant of white has also undergone such a transformation.

Of course, it's more likely that Shiro really thinks of this as a game, and the goal of the game's victory is for the mutants to survive and have a future full of possibilities, and Shiro can do whatever it takes to win this fun game, including sacrificing himself.

But what about Wen Yan? Why would Wen Yan be willing to sacrifice himself? Not to mention that Wen Yan has no reason to sacrifice herself for the rise of the race, just saying that Wen Yan's strength has grown, in less than a year, Wen Yan has reached such a fantasy height, with her terrifying strength improvement speed, and after three or five years of dormancy, maybe she can dismantle the zero one base with her bare hands, and then who else can stop the rise of the mutant?

Bai tacitly saw the problem in Yang Xiaoqian's eyes, and said: "If Wen Yan's strength can continue to improve, I will not accept Liu Yuanzhou's coercion, even if there is an incomplete version of artificial intelligence, with the power that Liu Yuanzhou can mobilize, it is impossible to eliminate Wen Yan, but unfortunately, Wen Yan's strength has already stood at the peak of the Holy Clan, and there will be no further improvement, the physical body crosses the void, and the fantasy power of picking stars and holding the moon with one hand is impossible to obtain." ”

"Why are you sure?" Yang Xiaoqian captured this key information, and the research team led by Qiu Zhe still didn't know much about the genes and power sources of the mutants, so how could Bai be sure that Wen Yan's strength could no longer be improved?

"I'm not telling you." Bai Yan smiled, "In short, if I refuse to surrender, then sooner or later the Holy Clan will come to an end, even if you can't kill Wen Yan, there will only be one Holy Clan left in this world, no matter what means Wen Yan uses, how many new Saint Clans she transforms, she can't provide them with protection." It is possible that you humans will lose absolute control in the following catastrophes, or that you will gain more advanced technology, greater power, and completely exterminate our race, which I cannot accept. ”

"As for why Wen Yan is willing to sacrifice himself?" Bai put away his smile and said solemnly, "I remember that the Holy One is a trash who maintains his dominance through violence and fear, while Wen Yan is the real king, and of course the true king will do everything to protect his subjects...... Isn't the world always full of such fools? ”

After speaking, Bai glanced at Liu Yuanzhou, who was in a wheelchair.