The next day,
The outskirts of Tucker Town.
This is a neighboring town, about ten kilometers away from Derry.
An officer dressed in a green state guard uniform strode quickly to the camp surrounded by eight trucks and found Wu Heng.
"Report, Lieutenant Governor Webber, the joint council unanimously rejected your plan, and..."
The young man stopped there; the next words were profanities, and he dared not continue.
In these negative reports, it's always the reporter who gets scolded.
Wu Heng's expression remained unchanged. He simply reached out and took the receipt from the young man's hand, and began to read it himself.
Not only was Wu Heng's proposed "nuclear strike plan" rejected unanimously, but the entire vote was also against it.
They even criticized him harshly, saying he was a madman!
" God, only the devil would come up with such a plan!"
The joint council not only rejected Wu Heng's request, but also demanded that he immediately relinquish control of the Maine State Guard.
And submit a psychological survey report.
After reading the contents of the approval document, Wu Heng shook his head with a hint of sarcasm.
He had anticipated this rejection.
These politicians haven't felt the pinch yet, and they won't agree to such a destructive plan; otherwise, they'll only be forced to step down.
They deliberately delay matters that don't affect their interests, only implementing their plans amidst cheers when the public voices their demands.
Wu Heng was merely planting a thorn in the side of those people in the White House.
When they face a desperate situation, they will inevitably think of this method.
"Alright, I'll suggest it one more time: this time, describe the specifics of the virus in even more detail."
Wu Heng waved for the messenger to leave.
After forcing the Pennywise into a deep sleep, he originally planned to head to Lincoln City.
But the owner of this skin, that foolish Maine Lieutenant Governor Naz Webber, led the state guard to Derry, confirmed the virus, and imposed a lockdown.
But they did something foolish.
The other party simply treated it as a simple virus outbreak and implemented conventional epidemic prevention measures.
It's nothing, it just means more people will die.
But what he should never have done was:
They even started talking about the severity of the virus in the media, and mentioned the Derry in an attempt to shift the fear of the virus into sympathy and fear for the residents of Derry.
In this name, a fundraising campaign was launched.
This is how they've always operated; they make a fortune from every disaster.
But this time it won't work.
Viruses can be a source of fear, but Derry must never be.
Wu Heng could not be sure.
If the name Derry evokes a great deal of fear.
Could the Pennywise suddenly come back to life?
Webber's behavior,
This forced Wu Heng to make a trip himself to the guard's camp.
Using the hidden and deceptive abilities of the evil spirit and the Swine Two, he went straight to the core and ended Webber's life like a lamb being slaughtered.
And in Webber's name, a report was submitted to the White House:
"This virus is a world-destroying virus."
It's even more terrifying than the zombies that came back to life in George's film "Dawn of the Dead" this year.
In my capacity as a member of parliament, I propose that nuclear missiles be launched from a circle drawn around the Derry, encompassing five surrounding areas, to carry out a biological extermination operation.
And cut off all water resources,
This might slightly suppress the spread of the virus.
Such a proposal,
Most normal people wouldn't support it, because they haven't realized how terrifying the Monster Fish Virus is.
However, any proposals regarding the use of nuclear weapons must be submitted to the Joint Chiefs of Staff.
However, the meeting ended very quickly, with the resolution being rejected by everyone almost instantly.
Wu Heng was not surprised by this result.
If it weren't for that idiot Webber, he probably wouldn't even be here, but since he's already It Comes, he might as well do something.
Wu Heng corrected all the media outlets that published news that created panic.
The term " Gas Virus " has been propagated as a virus that is both destructive and beneficial to the world.
It can transform organisms into structures capable of producing gas, which can be used as an energy source and greatly help address the increasingly depleted energy problem.
However, its infectiousness is also terrifying. If it cannot be effectively isolated and used, the harm caused by its outbreak will be many times greater than that of a nuclear reactor explosion.
It is an entity capable of destroying the Earth's ecological environment.
This news successfully diverted people's attention to the virus itself, and no one cared about Derry anymore.
"Shocking: The truth about the virus is that the research team has unearthed a devil's mine."
" The Bible foretold it long ago; it is the Lord's inevitable punishment, and only those who are redeemed can board the Ark."
"Seventeen experts jointly declare: the Gas Virus may be a cure for technological advancements."
Various sensational virus rumors, fabricated by Wu Heng's team, were further embellished by the media.
This sparked a trend of death worship.
These news reports made Wu Heng shake his head, but at least they didn't push Derry into the spotlight again.
That's enough!
Wu Heng once again provided a detailed description of the characteristics and dangers of the virus and submitted it to the Alliance Council.
Then they left the camp and came to a secluded spot on the grassland.
He shed his disguise and traveled to Lincoln City posing as a priest.
Inside the NBS Television Building in Lincoln City.
"Phew, it's finally over!" A sigh of relief rang out.
Following closely behind were countless cheers.
"Fuck you, the selection trials are finally over. I watched so many matches that my heart is as cold as a knife," someone said, patting their chest with lingering fear.
"Dude, that's nothing. You know what? Last night I dreamt I entered the world of 'Chainsaw Killer,' and I had a gun to Leatherface's head, forcing him to participate in the selection process. Then he just started crying and kneeling down, licking my feet. Hahaha."
"Hey buddy, want to try this foot that's been licked by Leatherface?" The man said jokingly, taking off one shoe to reveal a size 43 foot with hairy instep.
"Roll!".
"Bro, you reminded me! I suddenly have an idea! We can make a movie that turns these selection processes into a series of escape rooms, specifically designed to punish those who don't value their lives. It's sure to be a hit!" Another person behind him It Comes interested upon hearing this.
"I think it's a good idea. I, Rove Warner, the richest man at 135 Clayton Street, will invest one hundred dollars in this project," someone else chimed in.
Inside the production crew, everyone wore smiles and relaxed, chatting animatedly in a chaotic atmosphere.
It seemed as if they were using nagging to soothe their emotions.
"Ahem!" Bob coughed and stood up, holding his glass of red wine.
The noisy crowd quieted down.
"Ladies and gentlemen, those of you here know the ultimate purpose of this selection process."
"This is not an ordinary program; the Bible will be rewritten for us."
"Future generations will remember our names, and even the smallest record of them will be our ticket to heaven."
"A toast to my main drink, and a toast to Father List!"
Bob stood directly on the table, speaking passionately, then tilted his head back and downed the red wine in his stemmed glass.
The clinking sound of bottles and glasses rang out continuously.
To be on the safe side, Wu Heng had all the essential members of these selection programs experience a hellish chase and being touched by mummified corpses.
So they finally breathed a sigh of relief after completing the task.
This is more like a cathartic celebration.