Montreal, Canada.

Under the huge waterfall, there is a military base full of countless sci-fi atmospheres.

The World Security Council X Weapons Research Center is also home to the headquarters of the World Security Council.

Phoenix is a middle-aged white man in his sixties with long silver hair that is combed smoothly at all times. As Phoenix often says.

The head can be broken, and the hairstyle should not be messed up!

And it's such an old-fashioned-looking old man who is actually the minister of the World Security Council.

"Minister, Chen Bailu did not appear on Mount Fuji after the last Ten Thousand Soul Blood Bead was created in Tokyo with the Ten Thousand Soul Blood Array.

And now, the incubation time of the submarine Hope is already a little too long, and if it doesn't take action again, I'm afraid it will not be able to support it!"

As Phoenix's trusted deputy, David Silva has come to actually take charge of most of the World Security Council over the years. Phoenix, on the other hand, only makes some important decisions and guidance at critical moments.

It's just that David Silva can't understand the mushroom destroyer plan this time.

After all, Fuso is not comparable to superpowers such as the Chinese Federation and the United States of America. But it is also the only world-class power in the two countries.

Once the Mushroom Destroyer plan is executed, no matter what the final outcome is, the United States of America and Fuso will immediately fall into a situation of no end.

Even the World Security Council, which led the operation, will face reckless retaliation from the Fuso government and Yasukuni.

However, in the World Security Council, Phoenix is the soul of the word. In the decades since the World Safety Council, countless life-and-death events have happened, and every decision made by Phoenix, although it seems incomprehensible, has been proved to be right in the end.

After hearing David Silva's report, Phoenix said lightly: "The trajectory of fate may be a little off, but no one can resist the torrent of fate, let Hope continue to wait, this Chen Bailu will definitely appear on Mount Fuji, and will definitely die with Mount Fuji." ”

Speaking of this, Phoenix's words changed sharply, but he continued to speak: "The Mushroom Destroyer Project actually has two purposes, how are the poisonous mushrooms that grow on the towering tree of our World Safety Council cleaned up?"

Hearing this, David Silva spoke: "Minister, although the Mushroom Destroyer Project is strictly carried out in strict accordance with the confidentiality process this time, so far, we have identified seventeen dormants and circled a list of fifty-two doubts.

I believe that after a little time, we will be able to find out their true identities. These dormants are......"

It's a pity that when he said this, Phoenix waved his hand and said, "Okay, I know, dispose of them all, and then, go all out to carry out the Captain America plan!"

"It's all disposed of, but it's ...... in the list of doubters"

Before David Silva finished speaking, when he looked at Phoenix's slightly stern eyes, he immediately came back to his senses and hurriedly said: "Yes, I'll go and dispose of them immediately, Captain America plan, start immediately!"

With David Silva respectfully leaving, Phoenix at this time completely closed his office.

He took off the comb he never left and clicked it several times on the wall behind him.

The originally wide wall immediately parted after a "bang", and the dark room with a hole in the sky looked like a small art exhibition. Countless scattered oil paintings, stick figures, are placed in various positions at will.

The oil paintings selected on the walls seem to have been many years old, and the content of the pictures is mainly realistic, recording all the important pictures of the major events that took place in the United States of America and the world.

A man with a disheveled, scrawny, pale body was lying on the ground, and when he saw Phoenix coming in, he immediately stretched out his hand and shouted at Phoenix with all his might: "Give me, give me, give me ......"

Looking at his weak appearance, it seemed as if he was about to die.

At this time, Phoenix walked up to him, looked at the three paintings he had just drawn, and was wrinkling his eyebrows in contemplation.

The first painting is a map of the country of Fuso, with six huge blood beads distributed in Osaka, Saitama, Kanagawa, Nagoya, Hokkaido, and Tokyo.

The second painting is the national symbol of Fuso, Mt. Fuji, a figure with fluttering sleeves, vaguely resembling Chen Bailu, devouring something flying out of Mt. Fuji. Behind him, there are landslides, tsunamis, and a mess of the apocalypse.

The third painting, but one that is only half tight, is a figure stepping on the earth. It's not clear, but the more it reveals his horror.

"Ten Thousand Soul Blood Array, Ten Thousand Soul Blood Beads, these have all happened, and next, it should be Chen Bailu's national fortune to devour Mount Fuji.

However, the man who can stand at the top of the world's food chain is destined to be the only one who is Phoenix.

Therefore, the war can be lost, Chen Bailu, he must die!"

Speaking of this, the phoenix threw a packet of white noodles in front of the man, and the next moment, the person who bounced up like a carp immediately frantically unwrapped the noodles and began to devour them wildly.

Ramanda, an oil painter and supernatural being, can unconsciously paint pictures of the future after being mentally stimulated. After being discovered by Phoenix, he kept it in secret and stimulated the spirit of the other party through high-purity white flour to create a picture of the future.

Soon, after Naramanda seemed to have a full burp, the whole person picked up the paintbrush and began to doodle frantically.

The first thing I draw is a huge island, faintly looking like the country of Fuso.

On the island, a huge figure was lying on the road with its head and hands swinging like a toy, staring only at a snow-covered volcano.

And above this snow-covered volcano, a huge and beautiful mushroom cloud is rising.

The corners of the figure's mouth were full of ridicule and disdain, as if God were standing in heaven watching this clown-like farce on earth.