April 5th, Hangzhou Xiaoshan Airport.
Yu Mo Shuo, leader of Hua Country's Emergency Management Bureau, was resting with his eyes closed as he waited for a flight to land.
On that flight were the so-called Illuminati personnel.
Of course, Yu Mo Shuo knew of this organization. In his eyes, it was immensely famous—essentially the world's largest capital-interest conglomerate.
According to the intelligence they had gathered, this organization possessed national-level strategic strike capabilities and could not be underestimated.
Its private armed forces were said to be formidable as well, though Yu Mo Shuo was not too worried about that. For this meeting with the Illuminati, both sides had already agreed that the Illuminati could send no more than one hundred people and could not bring any firearms.
That being the case, even if a hundred elephants came, how much trouble could they cause? Though the organization was powerful, it had never developed within Hua Country, so the two sides had never held a meeting like this before.
The reason for this meeting was that aliens wanted to find an ancient ruin.
Fine, let them look for it. But they were actually going to cause an earthquake—at least a magnitude seven one. That was no minor disaster.
Fortunately, the Illuminati had informed them more than a month in advance, giving them ample time to prepare.
They had swiftly pushed forward emergency-response drills, coordinated emergency supply reserves, and established unified dispatch procedures. But that was not enough. Since they had learned of the disaster over a month ahead of time, there was much more they could do. They could prepare shelters and supply distribution points in advance, deploy large numbers of armed police officers and soldiers ahead of time, and have the Earthquake Bureau issue a warning thirty minutes early before forcibly evacuating