Two days later, the Prime Minister's visit finally arrived at Camp Dawn under the watchful eye of all people.

As the two small airships slowly landed, a group of people streamed out of them. The camp high-level who had been waiting for a long time immediately greeted him, and Zhuang Yichen was also busy.

The security work of the camp is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and everything is normal on the surface, but secretly there are countless pairs of eyes, staring closely at the center of the field.

"One, two, in place."

The voice in the radio headset came out clearly, Zhuang Yichen and the military powerhouse who had a relationship with him during the time force assessment, Major General Zhang nodded and signaled, and then followed the last wave of people who came forward to greet him, and came to the prime minister.

In the gap between the high-level military and the central inspection team shaking hands, Zhuang Yichen and the major general Zhang pretended to be members of the entourage, and they were substituted behind the prime minister without a trace.

"Number One is in place, over."

"Number Two is in place, over."

Zhuang Yichen finished reporting on the miniature wheat with no more collars, and then he had the time to look at the prime minister who was close at hand.

Although it is only a back, compared to what I have seen on TV before, the prime minister in front of him is more like an ordinary old man. The fatigue of the journey made his figure look a little haggard. The hair on his head was black and white, and it was messy by gusts of cold wind.

After the simple welcoming ceremony was completed, the prime minister and his entourage did not care about settling down, and immediately got into a special car with the senior management of the camp to make a short assembly speech before heading to a large open space in the C area of the camp. Tens of thousands of people have spontaneously gathered there.

A temporary high platform had been erected in the open space in Area C, and Zhuang Yichen got out of the car with the prime minister and his party, and came directly to the meeting place without stopping.

Under the high platform, there was a sea of people, a whole piece of black oppression, and tens of thousands of whispered discussions were put together, buzzing into a one.

Amidst the noise of the myriad of noises, the Prime Minister stood firmly on the high platform, and the cold wind blew his jacket to the sound of hunting. He walked to the front of the stands, scanned the crowd below with a solemn gaze, and then slowly raised the megaphone in his hand.

The noisy hum below gradually subsided, and when the prime minister's first words sounded, the venue of tens of thousands of people was silent.

"Fellow citizens, folks! I'm sorry big guys, I, the prime minister, have only come to see you now! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of warm applause resounded throughout the venue.

Zhuang Yichen stood behind the prime minister and looked at the old man standing in the cold wind in front of him. Suddenly, an inexplicable emotion also infected everyone present with the thunderous applause.

It's just that at this time, Zhuang Yichen has no effort and no other emotions. In the venue of tens of thousands of people, dragons and snakes are mixed, and he has to pay attention to the situation off the field at all times and find abnormal situations as soon as possible.

The mental power spreads out, and the left half of the venue is all under his surveillance. And the right half, naturally, is in charge of that Major General Zhang.

After monitoring the entire half of the venue, Zhuang Yichen realized why the military had to find himself to share this part of the work.

The looks, voices, and every tiny movement of tens of thousands of people were all completely fed back into his brain, and after just a while, Zhuang Yichen's face turned pale. With such a violent consumption of spiritual power, even Zhuang Yichen's strength at the moment is a little unaffordable!

Fortunately, there was nothing unusual in the whole venue. After adapting to it for a while, Zhuang Yichen barely supported it.

The prime minister's speech is still continuing, but Zhuang Yichen really has no way to be distracted and continue to listen to the specific content. It was just a few words that had been blown apart by the cold wind and had been broken in staccato words reached his ears.

Time passed little by little, and Zhuang Yichen slowly adapted to the consumption rate of spiritual power at this moment. Just when he wanted to be distracted and listen to the content of the prime minister's speech, there was a sudden change in the venue below!

Zhuang Yichen suddenly felt that his originally calm spiritual power was suddenly pulled up by a mysterious force, and his face instantly turned even paler. Such a drastic change was obviously beyond Major General Zhang's expectations, and he was also affected by this mysterious power, and fell into a panic for a moment.

It's just that these changes are only within the perception of Zhuang Yichen and Major General Zhang. In the eyes of outsiders, the speech hall was calm at this moment, and the prime minister's mournful tone blew to the ears of everyone in the audience with the cold wind.

When Zhuang Yichen's mind appeared with the mysterious tearing force, he instantly lost all perception of his physical body. Under his perception, that mysterious power slowly floated out from the top of every ordinary person under the venue, and then gathered into a vast and endless sea in the sky.

Zhuang Yichen's mind was swaying in the wind on the boundless sea, and the devouring waves continued to fall down on him one after another.

However, on this furious sea, Zhuang Yichen's mind did not feel a trace of fear. On the contrary, those monstrous waves made him feel an inexplicable sadness and indignation, a kind of desolation through history.

Those monstrous powers come from the era of the ignorant ancestors and tribes, from the cultural prosperity of the Spring and Autumn Period, and from the heroic righteousness of generations of sages.

These forces are the soul of our nation's existence, which has supported this ancient nation to travel in the wind and rain for more than 5,000 years, and has experienced the tragedy of extinction of the race several times, but it is still persevering to this day.

It is precisely these forces that allow this nation to be in danger, and someone can let out the roar of "against the chaos of China, and now I will punish it"; In times of peace, someone can make a cry of "the prince will have a kind of Xiangning".

It makes us brave and resolute, makes us brave and resolute against all unjust slavery, and makes us tightly twist into a rope in the face of disasters and hold on to the ground under our feet.

This force is faith, the faith of the entire Chinese nation, and the faith of every descendant of Yan and Huang!

No matter how history changes, this belief is deeply rooted in the blood of every Chinese and has become the foundation for the continuation of this great nation.

Zhuang Yichen's mind was on the sea where the huge waves were raging and the wind was roaring, and he let the terrifying waves fall on his body again and again. These forces of faith from the people converge into a sea, such a force cannot be resisted, cannot be destroyed, and anyone in front of it can only obey!

His mind was like a flat boat, drifting in the wind in the vast sea where the will of the masses of the people had gathered. He was completely shocked by this power, and I don't know how long it took, the vast ocean slowly dissipated, and Zhuang Yichen finally regained his perception of his body.

When my mind returned to my body, the first thing that came was still thunderous applause. The prime minister's speech had just ended, and he was walking to the stage under the escort of his entourage.

Zhuang Yichen turned his head and glanced at Major General Zhang, who had also just come back to his senses, and then hurriedly followed.