Kyoto, as the capital of China, can be said to be the best of the whole of China, whether it is economically, militarily or even culturally.

Several elderly people sat together in Nakananhai, Kyoto, and two young people sat in the corner.

"How are the casualties in our Kyoto this corpse tide?" An old man who was over the age of age, although his face was vicissitudes, but he was still full of energy, said slowly.

"Elder Wang, this corpse tide we have lost 2,319 soldiers in Kyoto, and 371 have been killed on the side of the Chosen One, but overall it is not a bone-wrenching injury," said an old man in military uniform.

"The fallen soldiers must be buried alive, and if there are relatives and friends in our Kyoto, we must also be appeased, we can't let the dead soldiers shed blood and tears under the Yellow Spring."

Wang Lao sighed, this disaster suddenly came and caught everyone off guard, and Huaxia, which was supposed to be rejuvenating day by day, also reached such a point, which made it difficult for him to sleep.

"How is the Chinese Academy of Sciences doing research now? Can you get in touch with the magic capital and the Sichuan Mansion? As he spoke, Wang Lao suddenly coughed violently.

A middle-aged man next to him hurriedly reached out and gently patted Wang Lao's back to help him calm down, "Wang Lao! You'd better go back and rest and rest, and when your body is well and continue to come out to preside over the overall situation, if you fall ill, then what will the country do?"

Wang Laoqiang smiled and waved his hand, "It's not in the way, I know my physical condition, while I can still move now, it is important to help you stabilize the situation, you can't just set up such a mess for you and leave."

The people present looked sad when they heard this, Wang Lao sacrificed his life for Huaxia, and it can be said that it is not an exaggeration to die with all his might.

Seeing that Huaxia is about to rise, but it has been hit so hard, it really makes people beat their chests and sigh at God's injustice.

"Where did I go? It's the Chinese Academy of Sciences," Wang Lao said slowly in his hoarse voice.

"Elder Wang, the Chinese Academy of Sciences has re-established contact with the Demon Capital, Sichuan Mansion, Shengyang, and other first-tier cities in various places, and the situation in various places is not very good." Another middle-aged man said softly.

"How many survivors are there in the whole of China now? Have they recovered the city in their various regions now? Wang Lao asked with a half-squinted eye.

"Elder Wang, the number of survivors in the major cities that can be contacted now has been counted, and the rest of the second-tier cities and even the third-tier cities cannot be counted because they cannot be contacted, and now there are only more than 80 million survivors left in the whole of China."

Wang Lao slowly closed his eyes after hearing this, and his face was full of grief, there are nearly 1.6 billion people in the entire China, and now there are only these left, and there is not one in ten, how many years of recuperation will it take to regain the previous prosperity!

"Let the Chinese Academy of Sciences transmit the crystal nucleus technology to all the base cities that can be contacted, and also send them the information about zombies that we have collected now," Wang Lao said again.

"Elder Wang, no, now our control over the major regions is close to nothing, if we do this, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles!" One of the middle-aged men said with an anxious face.

A few people next to him also echoed, "Yes, Elder Wang, doing this is tantamount to raising tigers!" ”

"Bang!"

Elder Wang's hands wrinkled like the bark of a dry old tree slammed on the table, causing everyone to shut up.

"Nonsense, now the people of the whole country are in dire straits, you don't want to let the people survive in this disaster better, but think about these things, you really disappoint me, so how can I rest assured that the country will be handed over to you?!"

"Elder Wang, we know that we are wrong, Elder Wang, rest assured, I will definitely arrange for the Chinese Academy of Sciences to pass on all the information you said to the major base cities!"

After hearing this, Wang Lao's face finally softened a lot, and he said bitterly: "You guys, you must remember, don't focus on that thing at this time, how to solve this crisis as soon as possible is the most important thing!" ”

"Look at Zhihui and Kenyou, how old are the two of them, but I'm afraid they have done more practical things for Kyoto than all of you combined!"

The Zhihui and Qianyou in Wang Lao's mouth were the two young men sitting in the corner, one was wearing a suit and the other was wearing a military uniform, both of whom looked almost in their twenties.

"Zhihui, you have done a good job during this time, the Chosen One side is all up to you, our group of people are old and can't become the Heavenly Chosen One."

Wang Lao sighed as he spoke, time is indeed the cruelest thing in the world, even if you are in a high position or rich country, you will have to endure the erosion of time after all.

Zheng Zhihui is the man in a military uniform, his well-defined face is full of perseverance, and his sword eyebrows and starry eyes are matched with the well-fitting military uniform, which makes people feel that this person is righteous at first glance.

"Please rest assured, Elder Wang, I will definitely make the Chosen One in Kyoto become the sword of the country, and I will not hesitate to defend the country!" Zheng Zhihui stood up and gave a military salute to Wang Lao.

"Pharmacology, it really deserves to be your son, your Zheng family has Zhihui in the country, and you can be worry-free for a hundred years!" Wang Lao said with a smile.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, Wang Lao's words were meaningful, in front of so many people, if anyone wants to move the Zheng family in the future, I am afraid it will be difficult.

Zheng Pharmacology, the son of Zheng Jia, the founding father of China, is now also one of the bigwigs of the Chinese military.

"By the way, in my name, I will issue an order to all the gathering places, let them collect the survivors in their respective provinces as much as possible, and any lawbreakers who dare to undermine the unity of the country will be dealt with seriously!"

A ray of light flashed from Sun Lao's cloudy eyes, and the breathtaking momentum also surprised everyone, and the eyes that looked at Sun Lao were even more jealous, don't look at Sun Lao at the moment, but after all, this is an old man who has been in charge of Huaxia for nearly thirty years, and his city government is incomparable.

"Now is a turbulent era, if we want to get through this disaster as soon as possible, it is inevitable to use some means, our great founder once said, friends come to have good wine, if the enemy comes there is a shotgun"

"But anyone who dares to subvert the country and split the country is the enemy, you must remember that on this Chinese land, our republic is the master!"

Sun Lao coughed violently again, and there was still the appearance of just swallowing mountains and rivers, and it was clearly an old man who had been rotten for a long time and couldn't help it.