A Heavenly God Descends to Earth, and the Aliens Start Howling!

It turns out that when organisms develop a way of thinking that is almost like humans, their survival instincts are also rapidly approaching those of humans.

In the vast history of China, there are King Goujian of Yue Crouching Tiger and humiliation, King Han Xin of Chu who remained calm despite being humiliated, Bo Yi Shu Qi who refused to eat Zhou grain, and Zhu Di who feigned madness and waited for his opportunity.

Looking across these wastelands, the alien races pulled into the experiments, despite being in a situation where they were outnumbered, miraculously still managed to do this.

"It's over, this time it's really over!"

When Su Mo saw the video call connect again, and the person on the other end was not Long An Guo, but a young man, his heart sank.

The worst has happened! These alien races are indeed not to be trifled with. Without any communication, out of the entire 30,000 alien races, apart from a few weak ones who were originally brainless, they managed to escape.

The other alien races all chose to endure humiliation and hardship, or rather, they all chose to "survive"! They were acting, and acting so convincingly that the researchers conducting the experiments failed to notice any oversights.

Even just now, in the very first moment the researchers attacked, some of the alien races, who were clearly powerful, chose to give up their lives and were beaten to death.

Their actions misled researchers and led them to believe that:

They truly have lost all their strength!

However, due to Long An Guo's requirement of "better to kill the wrong person than let the guilty go free."

This time, the researchers did not conduct small-scale experiments. Instead, they directly dispatched soldiers to the field, determined to hunt down and kill all the alien races that had been tested three days prior.

At this moment, these alien races realized that humans did indeed know some information.

They then abandoned their pretense and launched an attack.

Fortunately, thanks to Su Mo's earlier warning, the warriors entered the arena this time fully equipped and prepared for a fierce battle.

Even so, these enhanced alien races caught everyone off guard, and even caused some minor casualties.

After the eradication operation was completed, Long An Guo directly released the experimental data to other large shelters.

Another half hour passed, and just like the experiment at the Dragon Flag Shelter, the others also unexpectedly discovered this previously overlooked place.

However, this result is exactly what the saying means:

It wasn't that our side wasn't capable, but that the enemy was too cunning! No one expected that, separated in different places, these alien races from who-knows-where would be able to make a unified choice under different circumstances.

That acting was truly masterful! "It's now the fifth day of the tsunami. Their strength is expected to gradually recover starting around 7 or 8 AM tomorrow, reaching a small peak around noon on the sixth day."

"From noon until the morning of the seventh day, this will be the most difficult time for humanity, as we will face the monsters' furious revenge."

"I estimate the casualty rate to be..."

"Around 45%!"

Upon uttering this weighty number, the young man seemed stunned and was led away from the camera's view.

After a brief shake, Long An Guo's face reappeared in the center of the screen.

This time, however, the smile on his face had completely vanished, replaced by a look of deep sorrow that seemed to overflow with tears. "Director Su, thank you for providing humanity with this crucial information."

"If it weren't for this information, we might have faced the most severe backlash from the alien race at the height of our arrogance!"

Su Mo nodded slightly. "Director Long, you're too kind. Every human being would contribute without expecting anything in return upon hearing this news. Moreover, we haven't reached our most desperate moment yet; we still have at least 22 hours to react."

"During this period, I suggest that we take advantage of the official influence and communication capabilities to launch a full-scale offensive against humanity and strive to clear out the alien races within fifty kilometers of each fleet by noon tomorrow."

"Furthermore, in the end, if we humans want to win or break through in this Three Races War, we'll inevitably break ties with these alien races. It's better for us to take direct action, win a battle first, and use the treasure chests that drop from that battle to boost our strength."

"At that time, even if they launch a counterattack, we will have strategic depth and a buffer period to defend ourselves!"

After thoroughly considering the matter of these alien races eventually turning into zombies, Su Mo chose to keep it buried in his heart and did not speak of it.

If we can't win this battle, then there's no need to even mention the zombies that will appear three months from now. With only tens of millions of humans left, there's no way to stop them even if we wanted to.

Only if humanity wins this battle will it be qualified to talk about what will happen three months from now, and will be able to figure out whether to set foot on the New Continent and fight to the death with these alien zombies, or to drift at sea as a free and unrestrained wanderer.

"Director Su, we understand the pros and cons. Don't worry, our people have already made contact, and the information will reach every official captain within an hour at the latest."

"Moreover, this time it's a coordinated effort from six large shelters; within three hours at the latest, the entire wasteland will come to life."

"At that time, with the time you've bought us, we humans will fight tooth and nail this time!"

After saying his last sentence, Long An Guo stood up, raised his hand near his temple, and gave a standard military salute.

Su Mo also stood up and responded with an equally perfect military salute:

"Let's give it our all!"

There were no superfluous slogans, just two words: "Fight to the end," which perfectly encapsulates the predicament humanity faces today.

After hanging up the video call, Su Mo didn't rush to get up. Instead, he sat back down on the stool, first observing the trends on the World Channel, and then gave Lu Yongyi a few instructions.

Based on the current progress, the Hope aims to rendezvous with the Tundra Fleet in the early morning of the 9th.

Before that, starting tomorrow at noon, given the size of the Tundra Fleet, it will certainly face unprecedented challenges.

With the weapons that had been sent to support them, Su Mo had complete confidence in the Tundra Fleet, but after considering the possibility of some unexpected events, Su Mo still gave some instructions.

Among these instructions, the two most crucial ones are killing and stalling!

Kill! From now until tomorrow morning, do not hold back in any way. The surrounding seas must be chopped to pieces!

Delay, from tomorrow morning until the early hours of the day after tomorrow. In the face of any attack from any alien race, we must delay until we reunite, no matter what means we have to use!

"I hereby declare: all ships may now disperse. Target: all alien creatures within a 50-kilometer radius."

"Including the Raft Ferry that have already been formed, they must also be put into attack mode within two hours and advance towards our planned area to sweep through!"

"From now until four o'clock tomorrow morning, I do not want to see any alien race within a fifty-kilometer radius of us!"

"Did you all understand the orders?"

Bang! Standing at the bow of the ship, looking down at the nearly one hundred people below, Lu Yongyi's eyes flashed with endless murderous intent. Holding a pistol, he fired a shot directly into the sky.

The captains below didn't hesitate either, immediately shouting in unison:

"Understood!"

"Alright, get moving right now! Zhang Long, Li Hu, Liu Neng, the three of you are in charge of unlocking the chains. I expect to be able to split up and attack within half an hour!"

"Promise!"

Watching all the captains quickly jump onto rafts in the sea and leave, Lu Yongyi strode over and went straight to the conference room.

The next second, the drawing board appeared.

Without a second thought about wasting the two remaining sheets of paper, Lu Yongyi casually took one out, placed it on the drawing board, and began working on it.

After a while, as the pressure on the Tundra suddenly eased and it surged forward, a sinister smile appeared on Lu Yongyi's face.

It works on the same principle as Old Phone, but with some differences.

On the drawing board in Lu Yongyi's hand, all the enemies within a fifty-kilometer radius were clearly exposed.

As of now, most of the alien races are gathered 35 kilometers from the Tundra Fleet, divided into three large groups and seven smaller groups, with a total number of approximately 40,000.

Moreover, every second, hundreds or thousands of red dots are added to the edge of the canvas.

Clearly, after realizing the precarious situation they were in, these land and Ocean Alien Race put aside their hatred and quickly banded together to increase their resilience.

After giving a series of commands via the Game Panel, and with Lu Yongyi announcing the current locations of all the alien races, the large ships immediately split into three groups and headed towards the three large alien groups.

The remaining small boats did not head straight for the small group. Instead, they dispersed like a large sack, heading towards the periphery of all the alien races to prevent them from finding an opening to escape after their collapse.

As for the fleet, the largest number of people currently on board is nearly 100,000 raft warriors, consisting of fifteen large ferries.

They became the main force in this attack, responsible for the frontal assault!

Having learned of the alien race's location in advance, they also clearly assigned tasks for the attack.

Before the battle even began, the victory of the Tundra Fleet was practically a foregone conclusion.

In the first wave of direct assault alone, the humans, who were previously at a significant disadvantage on the ocean, relied on the tools and weapons at their disposal to kill more than 20,000 enemies as if they were gods descending to earth!

The remaining alien races, after scattering, were chased and killed by humans for thirty to fifty kilometers, leaving behind nearly fifteen thousand corpses.

During this journey, if some Ocean Alien Race hadn't sensed the danger and dived into the deep sea at the very beginning, the Tundra Fleet would have achieved an unprecedented annihilation.

The Tundra Fleet's glorious victory was not an isolated incident on this day.

Under the influence of the six major authorities, the entire wasteland ocean was in an uproar almost simultaneously. Before the tsunami had even subsided, humanity launched a massive offensive.

Humans are racing against time to kill, while the once arrogant alien races are now racing against time to escape!

From noon on the 7th to 2 a. m. on the 8th, in just half a day, nearly 20% of the total population of the Ocean Alien Race and Land Alien Race was killed by humans who harbored countless grievances!

At this moment, after millions of tons of alien blood entered the sea, even with the tsunami washing over it, the entire ocean was tinged with crimson! Bathed in this bloody stench, all of humanity reaped a bountiful harvest today! According to official data, even before the Three Races War began, the harvest of this day had already given humanity a terrifying boost of over 20% in strength.

Besides this raw power, with nearly 70% of the survivors actually fighting and shedding their fear of the alien race, their mentality underwent a dramatic change.

This kind of psychological transformation is a more terrifying positive benefit than the increase in strength!

In the ensuing counterattack by the alien races, the advantage brought by this mentality was more important than weapons or strength.

But it was at this moment that Su Mo's expression turned serious as the Hope, which had already reached the edge of the Fifth War Zone and was about to enter the Third War Zone.

"Wolf Three, how are you feeling right now?"

"Reporting to the director, I'm in excellent condition right now, no, I could take on five of my former selves!"

Stroking the muscles bulging on his arms, the Wolf Man known as Wolf Three stood on the floor of the isolation room, amidst the envious glances of the other alien races, with a look of joy on his face.

Following this statement, seemingly to prevent Su Mo from doubting his increased strength, Wolf Three excitedly unleashed a Wind Blade.

Releasing Wind Blade was something that, previously, only four out of the more than two hundred Wolf Man could do.

But now, after receiving the first feedback, listening to the congratulations from the other alien races inside, and seeing the smile on Wolf Three's face that was almost splitting to his ears.

Despite the weather being just over 20 degrees Celsius, Su Mo felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and was trembling all over!