Chapter 30 May the Gods be activated!
Chapter 30 May the Gods be activated!
A storm vanished without a trace.
Back home, Lao Xu and Xu Meng looked tense and worried.
Upon seeing Xu Yuan return, Old Xu still asked.
"Xiao Yuan... are you alright?"
"It's nothing, Beiwei just wanted to talk to me about something." Xu Yuan smiled. "Now we can set off for our new home!"
Old Xu looked at Xu Yuan with suspicion, but in the end he put his worries aside.
Just wishing for a safe return is enough; everything else... doesn't matter!
"Alright! Let's go!"
After the three of them left their home.
Whether it's the traces left from the recent battle or the military vehicles outside the residential area...
Even the tire tracks left by military vehicles on the ground have vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed.
Meanwhile, other residents in the community were completely unaware of this, and many elderly people were still strolling around the community at that time.
Xu Yuan's lips twitched twice.
He could indeed sense that the special operations team was leaving, but he didn't expect them to be so efficient!
Putting aside combat prowess, no one can rival him in terms of concealing his tracks.
People are happy when they are happy.
Along the way, whenever he encountered a resident from the same neighborhood, Old Xu would greet them.
"Good morning, Aunt Liu. How did you know my son bought me a villa?"
"Uncle Zhang, going for a walk? What? How do you know the villa was paid for in full?"
Wow! How do you guys know everything?
"It's just that my son bought me a villa outright right after graduation, nothing to brag about..."
"Isn't it enough to just have hands?"
"Hey? Grandpa Zhang, why are you walking so fast? Don't you have trouble walking...?"
Xu Yuan looked at Lao Xu's tail, which was practically sticking up to the sky, and her eyes twitched wildly.
Hey! Who asked you that?!
Didn't you always take the initiative to tell them?
However, Xu Yuan can understand him.
Although Happiness Community is the poorest community in the entire city, the principle of disliking the poor and fearing the rich applies everywhere.
Because of Lao Xu's criminal record and his family's poverty, he has always been subjected to scorn and exclusion in the community.
I'm moving right now, so if I don't say anything now, I might miss my chance!
Xu Yuan smiled and shook his head.
Such things are just a spice of life for him now; what he cares about most right now is when Bevy will be able to find other infected individuals.
……
Bevy has returned to her study at home.
At this point, the meeting on the top-secret channel was still ongoing.
However, compared to before she left, the channel was eerily quiet now.
The screen was playing a video recording of Xu Yuan's battle with the Dragon Soul team on repeat.
He withstood bullets with his bare hands, moving so fast that he left afterimages, and dismantled a bulletproof car door with his bare hands...
While this was somewhat expected for Bevy, it was a truly shocking experience for the other attendees.
They finally had a concrete concept of a savior...
"Comrade Beiwei..." one of the attendees said in a hoarse voice, "You're right, Xu Yuan does indeed have the qualifications to become a savior."
If their previous attitude towards Beiwei was simply because the advanced technology she provided gave her the right to speak on equal footing, then...
So now it's about respect, even reverence.
It was all because of that wish—"For Beiwei's sake."
Bevy remained silent.
"So, can we continue the meeting now?"
"Of course, Comrade Bevy," replied the secretary representing the group. "Regarding post-apocalyptic stability, your opinion has always been the primary guideline."
Although Beiwei did not want to see Xu Yuan and Da Xia have a conflict, Xu Yuan's actions this time undoubtedly helped her gain real "control".
"We now have some speculations about the patterns of the apocalypse. Next, I plan to look for unusual events and related personnel..."
Bevy spoke eloquently.
This time, there were no doubts, no resistance.
"Eliminating infected individuals like Cheng Yong might postpone the apocalypse..."
Although Beiwei's words would normally seem completely illogical, Xu Yuan's fighting prowess just now defied logic.
At the end of the meeting.
Beiwei's gaze swept over all the attendees, finally landing on the screen that symbolized Zhao Guoqiang.
"...As for General Zhao, although I have no authority to deal with him, I have a suggestion."
The other attendees felt a chill run down their spines.
Is liquidation about to begin?
While Bevy certainly cannot decide life or death with a single word, who dares to ignore the promises behind her now?
"...I propose that once the infected target is located, Xu Yuan should carry out the elimination, while General Zhao should lead the Dragon Soul Special Forces to provide support and clean up the perimeter."
Bevy's words once again surprised the other attendees.
Liquidation?
Is this what you call liquidation?
Isn't this just performing a normal task?
But only Zhao Guoqiang had an opinion.
"The Dragon Soul Squad is a world-class special operations team; we shouldn't waste it on peripheral support. We are fully capable of eliminating the infected on our own..."
Bevy didn't argue; she simply smiled and shook her head.
"Of course, this is just my suggestion. The command of Dragon Soul is with the military, not me."
She changed the subject, her tone light, but the content of her words left much to ponder.
"That's all I wanted to say. If there's nothing else, I'll log off now. Xu Yuan invited me to his housewarming party tonight."
……
the other side.
Xu Yuan has arrived at their new home with Lao Xu and Xu Meng.
The "security guard" at the gate exuding an aura of iron and steel, and the faint, lurking gazes cast from the shadows of the residential complex...
All of this indicates that this community is definitely not an ordinary villa area.
It's absolutely only the very top tier of people in Star City who are qualified to stay here, even...
It's likely that they have a military background!
However, I don't mind making this wish.
He sensed no malice from these people or their gazes.
On the contrary, in the coming chaotic world, the safety factor here will be very high!
As soon as he entered his new home and put away his clothes and personal belongings, Lao Xu changed into his truly "dad-style" outfit and started a live stream.
"Family members, it's been a long time..."
Xu Meng, who is the mascot, also joined in.
Make a wish: ...
He felt that Lao Xu wasn't doing live streaming to make money, but simply because he was addicted...
Making a wish wasn't a big deal; I was just happy to watch the fun and opened the video platform as a viewer.
Although a day has passed.
But the enthusiasm for wishing for underprivileged students to achieve success has not diminished; on the contrary, it has grown stronger!
In fact, we have to "thank" Cheng Yong.
News of his name being on the list of victims in the Florida shooting had already spread, and as his sworn enemy, Xu Yuan was naturally thrust back into the spotlight.
"Make a wish, make a wish?"
"Cheng Yong is dead. Could it have been Xu Yuanqian who did it?"
"I saw someone in the video making a wish from behind..."
"I want to see Xu Yuan! I want to see my husband!"
"Hey you upstairs, you're a fucking man!"
"What's wrong with men? Honey, say something! -- Ip Bashu"
"authority!"
The live stream chat was flooded with comments, but most of them were just jokes.
Normal people "know" that Cheng Yong could not have been killed by Xu Yuan.
Putting aside the time spent processing exit procedures and the absurdity of one person taking on dozens of armed cult members, the flight time of more than ten hours is irrefutable proof.
Old Xu handled this with ease, cracking jokes and making light of it.
"Unless my son is Superman and can fly over there in a flash..."
Upon hearing this, Xu Meng's eyes lit up instantly, and she loudly announced:
"My brother said he is Superman! Dynamic Superman!"
The live stream room was instantly filled with a joyful atmosphere.
It's hard for a normal person to feel malice towards an innocent teenage girl.
"Okay, okay, little sister, your brother is Superman, the Superman of faith and wishes! May he bless me to successfully pass the exam this year!"
"May God activate!"
but……
The smile on her face froze.
Because with that comment, "Superman of faith and wish-granting," he actually felt a strange power coming from the void and empowering him!
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