On the other side of the Pacific Ocean, HSD, the capital of the United States......

The sun was just halfway up and most of the citizens had not yet started their work, but in the White House of the President's Palace, Mr. President and some senior officials from various departments of the United States had arrived in a conference hall early.

More than a dozen people looked up at the image being played on the projector, which was captured by a satellite last night in the sea area where the East China Sea meets the high sea.

The images of the images jump and flicker from time to time, but each segment is at an important moment of sudden change.

Looking at this video, which captures the key parts, the faces of the president and the top brass in the United States continue to change, from shock and horror at the beginning, to worry, palpitations, and finally to gloomy and solemn like water.

And the content of the video is enough to deserve their performance, because the things in it are so unbelievable, an ancient person who seems to be in China actually took a floating island into the sky, and also made an island in the sea.

"Bang bang ......" "Bang bang ......"

After the video was played, Mr. President knocked on the table twice, his sharp eyes swept over everyone in the conference hall, and said, "Can anyone tell me what is going on? How can a person's strength be so strong? Is this person a god?"

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the several high-ranking military officials sitting across from him, their fists clenched.

At this moment, he even had a feeling that he was about to go crazy, starting from the Divine Tree two years ago, things that were difficult to explain by science appeared one after another, and today such an almost god-like figure suddenly appeared.

And during this period, with the emergence of the so-called transcendentals, the real rulers of the military have caused trouble one after another because of their desire to control.

"Mr. President, based on the available information......

A related researcher, pointing to a white projection screen, said: "This person in the video is not a god, in myths and legends, the Chinese people call this kind of life 'immortals', they have such a powerful power through hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation, and I think that immortals should be almost the same as the gods in our cognition at the life level." ”

"Immortals, myths and legends, hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation ......"

The president's eyes seemed to be about to protrude, and he hurriedly asked, "If that's the case, wouldn't this immortal have lived for at least a few hundred years?"

"Yes. ”

The researcher nodded back, flipped through the document in his hand, and continued: "And according to preliminary estimates, the energy emitted by this immortal when he created that island is almost equal to the strength that can be achieved at the moment when a medium-to-high-yield nuclear bomb explodes. ”

"The energy intensity of the explosion of a medium and large yield nuclear bomb? If this immortal can keep it in this state all the time, then ......"

Hearing this, the president couldn't help but start to think about it, and in the end, he couldn't help but shudder, suddenly stood up, and asked again urgently: "Can you be sure that he has anything to do with Huaxia now?"

"This immortal should have been cultivating in Huaxia until today before he officially appeared in front of the world, and his connection with Huaxia is definitely very close, but ......"

The researcher's voice changed suddenly, and he said, "We analyzed his last words, it seems that this immortal is going to stay in this fog-covered island all the time, and there is almost no chance that he will come out again. ”

"Whew...... That's good......"

The president breathed a sigh of relief, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, but his heart was still full of worry, and after a few dozen seconds, he turned his head to look at the foreign minister on the side and said, "Lawrence, you should know what I'm going to say." ”

Foreign Minister Lawrence stood up and said in a deep voice: "I will arrange for someone to get in touch with the Chinese officials as soon as possible, and strive to obtain more complete information from them." ”

"Hmm. ”

The president nodded heavily and waved, "Alright, let's dismiss." ”

As the words fell, he reached out and touched the sweat on his head, and immediately turned around and walked out of the door of the conference hall.

And this scene that happened in the United States at this time was also staged simultaneously in the political inner circle of most countries in the world.

............

Kyoto, China, somewhere in the Great Hall......

At eight o'clock in the evening, after more than two hours of the impromptu meeting, it had reached its final stage, and at this time, one or two hundred people were seated in various places in the hall of the synagogue, and these people were divided into several groups, all of whom were arguing and talking with each other fiercely.

With the debate and conversation, one after another the corresponding task instructions involving various aspects were finally established, they were recorded by the relevant personnel, and then conveyed to each specific department as quickly as possible, and finally fell to every place in the country.

Han Yunfeng stood on the periphery of a group of people, looking at Yang Lao, who was in the middle of the crowd with a blushing face but still giving orders, his body tensed to the limit, and his nerves were always in a state of high tension.

Not long ago, after the consultations between the top leaders, the top management of all the departments in this hall immediately launched a specific work plan in accordance with the general guidelines that had been formulated.

Han Yunfeng knows very well that from the time the first task order was officially issued, the state apparatus has been quickly activated, and now, ......

"Director Han......"

Just as Han Yunfeng's thoughts were racing wildly, a rush of footsteps and shouts came into his ears, and when he turned his head, he saw a middle-aged civilian with a stack of documents in front of him.

"Director Han, this is the task given to you and the entire special department by General Yang. The middle-aged civilian handed the document in his hand to Han Yunfeng.

"Is that all?"

After reaching out to take it, Han Yunfeng asked.

These are just the first and most critical and important parts that have been sorted out so far, and the subsequent instructions and tasks will be conveyed to you one after another. The civilian replied.

"Okay, I got it. ”

Seeing him nodding, the middle-aged clerk didn't talk nonsense, and hurriedly turned around and ran back.

And Han Yunfeng glanced at Yang Lao not far away, took the document and immediately turned around and walked out of the noisy conference hall, ran to the gate and opened the door to enter the back seat of the special car that had come in advance.

"Where are you going now, Director?" the driver asked.

“......”

Han Yunfeng didn't reply immediately, but opened the document and quickly read what was written on the first page, and after reading it, he raised his head and said, "Go to the airport of the XJ Military Division, and then ask them to arrange a helicopter for me immediately." ”

Hearing the sound, the driver dialed a phone call, stepped on the accelerator, and the car turned and drove onto the road.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the military sub-district airport, and Han Yunfeng hurriedly got out of the car, boarded the helicopter with a team of army special operations soldiers who had been temporarily transferred, and headed straight for SY City, HB Province.