Base, command center.
At this moment, countless people felt their scalps prickle, staring dumbfounded.
Why?
Naturally, because the target they had already considered dead beyond all doubt, with not even a scrap of cellular residue possibly remaining, had suddenly contacted them through a drone.
It was an utterly horrifying situation, like a corpse nailed to a cross and dried in the sun suddenly opening its eyes.
The noisy control center fell silent for more than ten full seconds before a long, drawn-out gasp rang out.
The target was really still alive?
Was this some kind of mistake??
It had to be a mistake, right?
They looked up at the identifier on the drone transmitting the voice signal. No mistake—it was the one left at the center of death to record and broadcast reports.
The man was really inside the center?
How was that possible?
Even with the technology currently possessed by the base, a Level Seven protective suit could not withstand the conditions in that dead zone.
Was that even human?
"Moshiboshi, didn't you say you wanted to discuss reconciliation? Where is everyone? All dead?"
Li Su's voice came through the communicator again, dripping with malice.
No one in the control center found that surprising. They had witnessed what happened three days ago with their own eyes. No one would be able to take that. In fact, what they did not understand was why the other party had taken the initiative to contact them. With a grudge this deep, if he did not dig up their ancestral graves, then at the very least it should have been a fight to the death.
Taking the initiative to contact them? Impossible!
Secretly holding back some huge move—that was what a sensible person would do, wasn't it?
Yet the other party had contacted