Chapter Forty-Seven: The Future

Chapter 11: The Future

Lu Yuanming arrived in CD again in less than an hour, still by helicopter. However, this time, the expert woman was no longer sitting beside him. Instead, it was Ke Yurong, whose beauty was so stunning it was almost otherworldly.

But Lu Yuanming was unhappy. He would have preferred the unlikable expert woman to still be by his side...

However...

Lu Yuanming occasionally snuck glances at Ke Yurong.

This woman is truly beautiful.

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Forgive Lu Yuanming, a lifelong bachelor. He found Ke Yurong to be perfectly suited to his aesthetic. From her hairstyle, to her face, her attire, her figure, to her two long, straight legs in black stockings...

Even her shy expression while earnestly speaking and working, these were all hitting his aesthetic sweet spot.

(But this secretary's black stockings and bare face without makeup... no way!?)

Lu Yuanming suddenly recalled a distant memory. It was from when he had just graduated from university, before he was hit by a car and became a vegetative state. One night, he used his browser...

It's over!!

Lu Yuanming's face instantly turned pale and then ashen, filled with despair and a "let's just destroy everything" expression.

(I finally understand where the trope of shouting to delete computer records when an accident happens comes from!)

What Lu Yuanming didn't know was that his expression was being analyzed by tens of thousands of people. When he showed such an expression, the despair and "let's just destroy everything" look were so real that an unknown number of these tens of thousands of people fainted directly. The intelligence derived from this expression was then transmitted at the fastest speed to the highest levels, to the military, and onto the desks of leaders, including Elder Wang.

Soon, the CD city-wide evacuation plan, the Southwest Military Region's troop mobilization plan, and even the Two-Legged Kick and Mushroom Plan... and other plans were written by think tanks and quickly delivered to the leaders' desks.

Elder Wang, who was at the Front Command, looked at these plans. His temples throbbed, and he almost fainted. He even clutched his chest and gasped for air.

A soldier nearby immediately shouted and ran to Elder Wang's side. Doctors and nurses quickly arrived. A doctor immediately took out several pills and gave them to Elder Wang, then proceeded to measure his blood pressure, heart rate, and so on.

After taking the heart medication, Elder Wang immediately pushed the doctor away and strode towards the Front Command meeting room. The doctors and nurses were immediately anxious. An elderly doctor at the forefront said, "Elder Wang, you need to rest. Your heart rate is abnormal. According to regulations, we must..."

"Don't talk to me about regulations!"

Elder Wang's face was stern. As he walked, a hint of moisture appeared in the corners of his eyes. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, saying, "We'll have a meeting immediately. Notify everyone who needs to be there, and prepare the private conference room. I need to have a video conference with the Standing Committee members!"

This was an order. Soon, Elder Wang arrived in a not-so-large room. On the wall were several screens, on which the other participants had already appeared.

"Other plans aside, who proposed the Mushroom Plan!? This is utter nonsense! This is not an uninhabited Gobi Desert. To deploy mushrooms in a populated area is to make us sinners for all eternity!"

"I absolutely disagree! If we truly do this, after we are all gone, what face will we have to meet our ancestors, to tell the great leaders that we failed to bring this light to all humanity, and failed to protect the masses from ghosts and monsters? We planted mushrooms in our own land, in our own cities... I absolutely disagree!!"

At this moment, it wasn't just Elder Wang rubbing his eyes. Most people on the video call were doing the same. One man, who appeared to be the youngest, only middle-aged, said sadly, "Why are we so plagued by disasters... We finally got back on our feet, we finally saw hope of catching up to the top, and then COVID came. Then, after we finally got through COVID, we were thinking about how to increase economic growth, and these monsters appeared again..."

Grandpa Wang slammed the table forcefully and said, "What nonsense are you talking! We are the Huaxia Nation! Our ancestors could shoot down nine suns! When the whole world resigned themselves to the great flood, only our ancestors managed the waters for generations and never surrendered! What are these difficulties! We endured before we even discovered Special Ability Users, and now with Comrade Lu's joining, what do we have to fear!? We are Huaxia! If we die, we die standing!"

Lu Yuanming knew none of this.

He felt like ants were crawling all over his body, and it seemed like many people were watching him. Yes, this embarrassing feeling... it felt like tens of thousands of people were watching him!!

So when Lu Yuanming got off the helicopter, he walked with his hands and feet moving in unison. He was so embarrassed that he couldn't even walk properly. Now, he looked at everyone as if they had browsed his web history, and Ke Yurong, who was running to keep up with him in small steps, was direct evidence of all this!

I'm going to die!

He was truly socially dead!!

As Lu Yuanming walked with his hands and feet in unison, his expression vacant, completely lost in thought, he arrived at Chunxi Road. Facing him was Grandpa Wang with a stern expression, several middle-aged and elderly people accompanying him, and four or five military officers. Lu Yuanming even saw a one-star military rank on the shoulder of the foremost officer, which was identical to the insignia he had received.

When Lu Yuanming appeared, this group of people stared at him intently. Seeing Lu Yuanming's gait of walking with his hands and feet in unison, Grandpa Wang sighed inwardly. He stepped forward a few paces, took Lu Yuanming's hand, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, we are here with you."

Although Lu Yuanming didn't understand the meaning, hearing the voice and words, he gradually calmed down and immediately said, "Grandpa Wang, let's go, let's go see that Residual Field."

"No rush." Grandpa Wang patted Lu Yuanming's hand and nodded slightly towards the crowd behind him. "Let them get acquainted, lest some melodramatic incident occurs. These people, when they stand too high, they tend to forget where their feet are, forget where their roots are. It's not good. If such a thing really happens, and this is a war situation, we might have to spank their butts."

Lu Yuanming hadn't fully understood yet, but Grandpa Wang's words were not spoken softly. The people behind him, except for the military officers whose expressions remained unchanged, all smiled. Although the smiles seemed a bit forced.

Grandpa Wang led Lu Yuanming along Chunxi Road, saying as they walked, "Since you call me Grandpa, let's have dinner together today and have some drinks, and talk properly about the future, how about it?"

Only then did Lu Yuanming notice that the entire Chunxi Road had been sealed off. Armed police were patrolling outside Chunxi Road, while the PLA was patrolling inside, setting up defensive positions. These were more complete than the defensive positions he had seen before, even to an exaggerated degree.

Grandpa Wang led Lu Yuanming along slowly. This route was actually determined after analysis by the think tank. The positions and personnel that Lu Yuanming saw were meant for him to see and remember. It wasn't entirely deliberate; it was to strengthen his confidence in the upcoming situation.

As the only supernatural being, if he lost confidence, what would happen to everyone else?

The backbone, the common people could rely on the government, the PLA, and those who worked in research anonymously as their backbone, their last resort. At this time, Lu Yuanming was precisely that kind of person. He himself was everyone's reliance. Everyone else could lose confidence, but he couldn't!

Seeing these PLA soldiers and so many heavy weapon positions, Lu Yuanming did indeed show an interested expression. He didn't ask anything, just followed along, but his eyes were shining. He was full of interest in the formations of soldiers and the heavy weapons he couldn't even name.

Those responsible for observing, recording, and analyzing Lu Yuanming breathed a sigh of relief. Grandpa Wang smiled and led Lu Yuanming to a restaurant where a banquet had naturally been set up. The dishes were not many and not complicated. Apart from a few dishes, the others looked like home-style cooking, such as a green vegetable and some tofu.

Lu Yuanming and Grandpa Wang sat down, followed by those middle-aged and elderly people who looked somewhat familiar but whom Lu Yuanming didn't actually know, and then the military officers. They all sat at the table.

Grandpa Wang smiled and picked up a piece of tofu, saying, "Comrade Lu, try this. I've always loved eating this tofu."

Although Lu Yuanming was still a bit reserved, he had a very good impression of Grandpa Wang. At this moment, he picked up a piece of tofu with his chopsticks and put it in his bowl, saying, "Grandpa Wang, please call me Xiao Lu."

After speaking, Lu Yuanming tasted the tofu, and his eyes widened. He sucked the tofu into his mouth in one bite.

This piece of tofu was smooth and refreshing, with a sweet taste and the fresh aroma of green vegetables. Yet, it tasted like meat. When he picked it up with his chopsticks, it gave the illusion of firm, old tofu.

He had never tasted anything like it.

Lu Yuanming was not stupid. In that instant, he understood that these dishes were definitely not made by ordinary chefs. It was likely that the chefs who prepared banquets for state guests in BJ had prepared this meal.

After eating the tofu, Elder Wang didn't get down to business. He just introduced Lu Yuanming to his favorite dishes. After a round of eating, the One Spike One Star Officer suddenly stood up. Someone next to him immediately poured him a glass of wine. The officer raised his glass to Lu Yuanming, who quickly stood up as well. Someone naturally brought him a wine glass and wine. They both drank a glass.

Lu Yuanming didn't know if the wine was good or bad, but although it tasted like white wine, it didn't sting his throat. After drinking it, he only felt a warmth spreading through him, and a sweet, rich aroma lingered in his mouth. After drinking one glass, he licked his lips, feeling a sense of unfinished flavor.

The officer also drank it in one gulp, then said, "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for saving our comrades so much sacrifice."

Lu Yuanming shook his head sadly and said, "Of the five hundred people who went in with me, only a dozen or so survived in the end. I really... Oh, and what about that big, dark-skinned officer? Why don't I see him? Could his injuries be serious??"

The officer glanced back, and a soldier next to him immediately said a few words. The officer then said to Lu Yuanming, "Xu Chang is fine. He just finished surgery for fractured bones in his limbs. I'll have someone call him over right away."

"No, no, you don't have to," Lu Yuanming waved his hands repeatedly. "Let him rest well."

The officer seemed to be a man of few words. He nodded, gave Lu Yuanming a military salute, and then sat down on his own.

At this moment, Elder Wang suddenly said, "Xiao Lu, I have some things I want to ask you."

Lu Yuanming immediately looked at Elder Wang and said, "Grandpa Wang, is it about that Residual Field? I came here this time intending to go in and take a look."

"No."

Elder Wang looked around. The service staff immediately withdrew from the private room. Apart from a few security soldiers, only the people sitting at the table remained. Everyone's expression immediately became solemn. In fact, it wasn't just them. Far away in BJ, where Lu Yuanming was unaware, those qualified to know the content of the conversation all sat up straight, listening intently to the voices at the banquet.

"I want to ask you, our... our Z Country, and our Human race..."

"Everyone's future..."