As for the remaining 3 minutes, we can use the existing technology to attack the opponent's monitoring satellites and make them temporarily disable.

Do you say that when the Red Flame Kingdom discovered that the satellites failed after a solar flare, did you first suspect that it was caused by our attack, or was they damaged in an electromagnetic storm?

Credit to solar flares. It all adds up to more than we need for 10 minutes. "The general had a victor's smile on his face, and in his opinion, the other side had already lost. But he hadn't given up on disgusting the other party.

"Mr. Minister, I doubt your purpose, you must know that you are the Minister of Defense of the Blue Eagle Empire, not the Minister of Defense of all mankind!" Or eat inside and out.

The minister's eyes were calm, and he gently pushed the gold-rimmed glasses with his hand before he slowly spoke.

"It is precisely because I am the Minister of Defense of the Blue Eagle Empire that I am responsible to the entire population of my Blue Eagle Empire, and this must not be based on one assumption after another. After he finished speaking, he stood there calmly, as if waiting for something.

The president put his hand on his cheek, thinking and weighing this nervously. I saw that his expression was a little struggling, a little moved, and a little reluctant.

"Ahh He stood up and began to straighten his clothes.

"Immediately connect to the summit conversation of the Red Flame Country. He pressed the pager on the table and said to the secretary outside.

The general's face turned ugly. Whoever suddenly loses when he feels that he is victorious will definitely not be in a good mood.

After a friendly meeting, the Blue Eagle Empire and the Blazing Empire promised each other that they would never use nuclear weapons at any time. This temporary emergency session has only come to an end.

There are about 10 billion people in the world, of which the Blue Eagle Empire and the Red Flame Nation each have about one billion. These two billion people don't know that just now, they are on the brink of hell.

And this only depends on the thoughts of the few people standing at the top.

The electromagnetic storm from solar flares has finally arrived. At this moment, the entire dust star seemed to suddenly slow down. The slowdown here is not the rotation of the planet or anything like that, but the lives of people.

There is no global telephone, no Internet, no convenience of all electronic products.

The way of life is instantly back to a few decades ago.

But instead of feeling uncomfortable, many people feel more relaxed than ever before. You don't have to count time and get work done by points, and you don't have to endure pressure or even verbal and personal attacks from your boss.

"It would be nice if time could stop there. People sighed in their hearts, but they understood that such times would soon pass.

At this moment, in the largest desert of the dust star, the Taklama Desert, a misty light suddenly appeared. This light covers a radius of about tens of meters, taking on the shape of a hemisphere.

If human satellites were still functioning, it would well be possible to notice a difference here. However, they are now closed.

Is this just a coincidence?

After a few seconds, the light faded, leaving dozens of people in place.

"Liu Bei, it's me. A fat man ran towards Liu Bei, and while he ran, he kicked up dust and sand, and many people avoided it.

"Hey, hey..."The fat man reached out and touched his head, revealing a sincere smile.

Liu Bei didn't speak, he just looked at the fat man in front of him, with a sense of distance in his eyes.

"Let's go, I'll take you to meet the gold lord. The fat man didn't seem to mind Liu Bei's performance, and he reached out to pull Liu Bei's hand as he spoke.

This kind of action can bring people closer together, but it depends on the situation. For example, if a county magistrate pulls a migrant worker's hand, then the migrant worker pulls the county magistrate's hand not close but abruptly.

Liu Bei has now passed the third layer of the Wusheng Tower, and in this world where strength is respected, his status is naturally much higher than that of the fat man. It can even be said that the two sides are not on the same level at all.

If only that's all.

But the fat man obviously fell into Liu Bei's face in front of everyone. Everyone is a classmate of the Holy Martial Academy, and they are basically the pride of the sky, and they all have their own dignity. And hiring for others is a very shameless thing, but this fat man said it without scruples in front of many classmates. Apparently not well-intentioned.

Liu Bei's face was expressionless, he took a step back and let go of the fat man's hand.

The fat man's face began to turn ugly, and his hands were awkwardly placed there. It is not to be collected, and it is not possible to continue to grasp forward.

"Liu Bei, what do you mean?" the fat man's face began to burst with anger. Although he had applied the thick black to an extremely high level, he was also a little embarrassed and angry in front of the whole class at the moment.

Liu Bei didn't speak, just looked at him, and the meaning of the refusal was quite obvious.

"Good! good!" the fat man's face grew angry, and he said two good words in a row.

"When you can't pay the tuition and you're expelled from school, don't blame me for not helping you. He snorted coldly and walked away.

Hearing the fat man's words, everyone looked at Liu Bei's eyes with more and more contempt. In their eyes, Liu Bei was originally a waste.

It's no wonder that they were all busy preparing before the trial, so they didn't know about Liu Bei's passage through the third layer of the Martial Saint Tower.

"Wang Shao..." The fat man came to Wang Kun, with a smile on his face and a flattering tone. Originally, he assured Wang Kun that Liu Bei would be hired.

"Get out!" Wang Kun looked at the fat man in front of him, his eyes full of disgust.

The fat man was stunned, but he obediently stepped aside.

Among the many classmates, this fat man is definitely an outlier, holding a book all day long to study the way to success, and he is the most shameless one.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I think everyone is clear about the two tasks of this trial. The second task is based on everyone's ability, so I won't say more. But the first task is in the interest of all of us. I'd like to emphasize here...", he said, looking around.

"If anyone holds everyone back, don't blame me for not talking about the friendship of classmates!" The threat in Wang Kun's tone was obvious.

"That's exactly how it should be!" Zhang Hao agreed.

He is definitely qualified to say so.

This time, before Liu Bei, there were three people who broke through the third layer of the Wusheng Tower, namely: Wang Kun, Murong Xue and Zhang Hao. Among them, Wang Kun and Murong Xue both have huge family forces behind them, and it is not surprising that they can cultivate outstanding talents. However, Zhang Hao came from an ordinary background, and it was obviously not easy to be able to be on a par with Wang Kun and Murong Xue.

Even in a way, Zhang Hao's prestige among his classmates is higher than that of Wang Kun and Murong Xue.

Murong Xue did not speak as always. Almost every time she was in public, she was rarely seen talking. However, although she did not speak, it was clearly acquiescing.