For the next two days, Shen Yuanbao sent no further messages.
But Meng Chao believed that this aged yet unyielding God Realm expert, like himself, was secretly maneuvering behind the scenes, trying to become the chess player who controlled the whole board.
Not until the darkest hour before dawn on the third day.
There were still seventy-two hours until the vote on the "Compulsory Cultivation Act for School-Age Children."
Shen Yuanbao finally sent a new message.
Its contents were a very simple string of numbers, containing a time and a set of coordinates.
The time was six-thirty in the morning.
The coordinates were a warehouse thirty kilometers southwest of Dragon City, one that appeared to have nothing whatsoever to do with Cosmos Group.
This was the action signal the two had agreed upon long ago.
The die had been cast. The chain reaction that would determine the future and fate of Dragon City Civilization had officially begun.
5:57 a.m.
A convoy departed from the underground garage, slowly driving out of Cosmos Group's headquarters building.
Shen Yuanbiao, the Executive Director who had worked tirelessly in the headquarters building all night long, sat inside a luxury bulletproof sedan in the middle of the convoy.
According to his schedule, he was to return to his private residence and rest until noon, then attend a public luncheon before holding a Press Conference at three in the afternoon to brief friends in the media on Cosmos Group's latest findings regarding the recent string of incidents.
However, because pipeline repairs had temporarily closed off the road they had to take, the convoy had no choice but to detour through an underground tunnel three blocks away.
They encountered a minor accident in the underground tunnel.
They had no choice but to stop and patiently wait for