Diffusion

There was no objection.

Lin An nodded, a trace of weariness flashing through his eyes.

None of Chu An's suggestions had any problems.

He just hadn't expected the problems they faced to develop so quickly that he couldn't even take a short break.

But that was how the apocalypse was.

After confirming that he would make the trip, Lin An turned to Senior Colonel Chu with some confusion:

"What do you mean by the diffusion of the Three Great Events?"

"Have large-scale Memes broken out around us? Is it the White Fog from the Wangjiang Military Region?"

As he asked first, Lin An could clearly sense that all of Chu An's worries were almost related to the Three Great Events.

"Clatter—"

Chu An pulled out half a stack of reports from the bottom. After pondering for a moment, he handed them to Lin An:

"This is the information I've gathered during this period."

"As well as the intelligence traded from the Capital Military Region."

Looking down, Lin An saw that the reports in his hands were far more detailed than the ones Chu An had given him before. Dense lines of tiny text, accompanied by pictures, filled the white pages.

While Lin An read, Chu An began explaining again:

"As I said before, whether it's stopping the intake of Survivors or gaining control of military satellites, the purpose is essentially to prevent the events from spreading."

After a moment of thought, Senior Colonel Chu seemed to be choosing his words. Only after several seconds did he speak:

"Let's start from the beginning. It may be a little long-winded, but it's necessary."

"Lin An, you may not have noticed one phenomenon."

"That is, when you completed the Safe Zone upgrade, you obtained a mission difficulty reduction reward for the China War