The [Natural Disaster] Gate was located in the southern part of the Federation's eastern coast.
Over a century ago, this had been a picturesque resort town. But after the [Natural Disaster] Gate appeared, the Federation government quickly evacuated and sealed off the area. As the years passed, a military base was established here and entrusted to Hailuo Company for management.
Luo Jun flew from the Mediterranean, crossing the Western Ocean westward until he arrived above the military base.
The uninvited visitor's arrival immediately triggered a response from the base. Several drones rose into the air and hovered before Luo Jun. The barrels of their mounted miniguns slowly spun, while red lights flashed from their cameras, which had already locked onto him.
Faced with the aerial encirclement, Luo Jun took a step forward, reached out, and grabbed one of the drones. He shoved its camera right up to his face. "Hello? Who's in charge? Hiding behind a camera is pretty rude, you know!"
In response to Luo Jun's crude behavior, the gun barrels of the surrounding drones whirled rapidly, but not one of them dared to actually open fire.
"Hello?"
Suddenly, the drone Luo Jun was holding spoke. The voice sounded somewhat familiar.
"My apologies. This is the base's standard expulsion protocol. You're Mister Ye, correct? The Yuan Cultivation Society has already communicated with the company. Please follow our drone into the base, and we'll arrange for you to enter [Natural Disaster] immediately."
Luo Jun released the drone and followed it into the base. He could see Federation soldiers standing guard all around, every one of them wearing a wary expression.
Although these soldiers had no Gang Qi, Luo Jun could sense fluctuations from the flow of Vital Energy within them. He didn't know whether they were Cultivators disguised as soldiers,