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In the deep waters unexplored by humans, Vashti, who came from Atlantis to the land, accidentally encountered the vehicle of the land people.

These man-made metal coffins, the construction art of terrestrial civilization, are completely different from the understanding of people under the sea.

Atlanteans prefer fluorescent, pink, like coral and seagrass, these cold and hard alloy creations are not their favorite.

And that's not the point at this point.

It was Ximu and Xiaoyu who appeared in front of Vashti who really made Vashti feel unfamiliar and terrified.

In terms of appearance, it is completely a human cub.

But... in such a deep ocean, there is no protection at all.

Just like their undersea people, they move freely.

"No, it's impossible!"

"Or have the land people developed enough to conquer the ocean?!"

this moment.

The chief minister from the royal city, Vashti deeply began to think about the human world he had seen more than a hundred years ago.

high-rise buildings.

He has also seen human vehicles, ships, and submarines called planes, cars, etc.

But…

Incomprehensible, really incomprehensible.

Whether it is a land person or a submarine person, when faced with the unknown, the sudden panic generated is the same at this time.

"Could it be... that the king asked me to learn about the mutation because of these strange land people in front of me."

"If the land people really want to invade the ocean, Atlantis will be bad."

…

"Hello, I'm Chen Xiaoyu, from... um, on land!

"

"Grumbling..."

The little girl greeted me very warmly.

However, she didn't finish a word, only a lot of bubbles appeared in the deep sea.

Even if Nagato Yuki lets Xiaoyu experience the powerful feeling of a T girl again, but talking in the sea or something, this is really exhausting.

"Why are you talking so much?!"

"You actually greeted him, my God, grab it back quickly, I don't want to stay in the water for a moment."

Ximu's performance is fierce.

The sky demon has no place to express his temper, and now he wants to do it when he sees the people at the bottom of the sea.

The big man Oka was torn apart by him before, what else could he do with such a blue-skinned little old man in front of him.

"you…"

Westwood's extremely unfriendly behavior made Vashti clearly aware of it.

He didn't know about Oka, however, the senses of the undersea people were extremely sensitive, especially for their kin.

Ximu was stained with Oka's blood, and the strong terrifying smell made Vashti see him as a flood beast.

[Xiaoyu: Look, you scared people. 】

[Xiaoyu: This is the key to our journey to Atlantis, let’s go back to the boat and talk about it. 】

Xiaoyu sent two private chats to Ximu in an emergency.

From just now, the system prompts in front of him were constantly refreshed, which gave Vashti's mood a very intuitive feedback.

It can be seen that because of their sudden appearance, the grandfather under the sea in front of him was greatly alerted!

…

Card!

The cabin of the isolation cabin opened, Xiaoyu and Ximu entered one after the other, and followed behind them, these were the aborigines from this deep sea.

"Landman."

"I'm Vashti, and on my own behalf, I say hello to you."

Completely different from Oka.

Completely different from that savage and rude amphibious mercenary, as the chief minister of the royal city, the old Vashti has a decent tone and is also gorgeously dressed.

"Even if I see it again, I have to sigh with emotion, what an incredible creature."

"And he just appeared in front of us just like that."

Professor Stein, who focused on the theoretical school, began to study Vashti's clothes when he appeared.

In the exchange of civilizations, clothing, pictures, and beautiful imprints can best represent the connotation of their civilization.

Oka was obviously wild before. If Atlantis really existed, Professor Stein believed that the one in front of him really represented the civilization of the people under the sea.

"cut."

"I didn't expect this old fish to be quite obedient."

Civilized and uncivilized, for Ximu, he doesn't care about these at all.

Vashti did not feel wrong.

If it wasn't for the little girl watching, Ximu would have let him follow Oka's footsteps.

And the same.

The command of the chief minister is not comparable to a big brainless man. Vashti knows that the reason why civilization is civilization lies in communication.

Besides.

These land people dive into the deep sea, and there must be something they are looking for, and the Atlanteans happen to be the race that is most familiar with this deep sea.

relatively.

Vashti also wanted to know the information of these land people, why did they come, and did they hide some secrets? !

And whether these secrets are the information that Sea King Namor needs.

This is a good opportunity, so even if you know the dangers involved, you can face Xiaoyu's invitation.

Vashti agreed to push the boat smoothly.

And at the same time.

The real people at the bottom of the sea, with a seemingly friendly attitude, logged on to their ships.

Laien pointed at Vashti tremblingly, and blurted out almost nothing in his head.

"Wah, Vashti."

"There is no such name in the legend, neither are you, nor is Oka, that is the source of the curse, the dream demon in the deep sea!

"

"What the **** is Sea King Namor?!"

Aquaman Namor!

The name of the king appeared in the mouths of these land people, which made Vashti suddenly alert.

"It's neither a curse nor a dream demon. The name you said is the king of people under the sea!"

"I solemnly explain that you people from the land have already invaded the bottom of the sea, and this is not a world that belongs to land."

…

in the seabed.

The chief minister who was invited by Xiaoyu to the cabin was engaged in a communication between the deep sea and the land.

And at the same time.

The world on land, in Carson City, here is the Nevada State Capitol.

big shot.

People who can be said to be the top voices in the entire state of Nevada, as well as some guys who are quite familiar in other three continents.

Destroyed, Lu Shen is the "loser", and the actual controller of Nevada.

Regarding the chaos sweeping across the state at this time, there is a gathering to discuss an outcome.

"I don't agree with what you're saying...the homeless people are wandering around now."

"And to make matters worse, more and more marches are happening because of the spread of these chaos."

"They want us to give us an explanation for solving our problems within Nevada."

Sitting in the upper position, at first glance, there are some representatives of the city hall. The fat old man is knocking on the table and speaking impatiently.

"Oh, explain?!"

"The changes in this world are always changing with each passing day. Those who can't keep up with the times can only be eliminated."

Someone sneered.

The meaning inside and outside the words is self-evident.

For some people who have lost their wealth and are still relying on this conference hall at this time.

No one would want to cut some more cake from their Nevada state.

"You can't say that."

"It's not that I want to argue with you, but the most important issue now, we all want stability, don't we?!"

Just in the corner, the old guys representing some old interests are trying to find some balance with their past contacts.

After all, their previous status and status were there, and now they are completely gone overnight.

But they are still trying to find a chance to make a comeback.

But... it's clear that these **** in Nevada don't think that way at all.

…

The controllers of Nevada can no longer tolerate the chaos at this time.

and.

It's just dealing with some refugees, they think it shouldn't be that difficult.

Most importantly.

Because of a series of chaos, the security problems, especially the economic repression in all aspects, are really unbearable for them.

"Refugee Registration."

"Charity relief."

"And some actions at the necessary moments."

"I'm sure the police departments across Nevada are going to do a great job on these things."

As the voice slowly fell, the lights in the huge conference room began to dim.

Immediately afterwards, the economic statement of Nevada appeared on the huge screen.

The situation can be said to be very bad.

As everyone has seen, with the outbreak of the Tri-State War, Nevada, the state closest to California, can be said to have suffered a disaster.

But adhering to the pressure of public opinion, and the personnel statistics that must be carried out, as well as the assistance of some charities.

These are within the controllable range, and the big man sitting in this conference hall will naturally choose to do his best.

However.

As time goes by, if the original order cannot be restored as soon as possible, then...

Perhaps in the original planning, some "ordinary" refugees were not valued, or were not important.

Then giving them up is a relatively simple method.

certainly.

This kind of thing can't be said outright, but isn't one of the issues in today's parliament just to solve these problems? !

It doesn't even need to be stated.

Those present, the congressmen who made their fortunes in Nevada's gambling industry, who still don't understand the subtext here.

"What do you think about the proposal just now?!"

"No."

"Seconded."

"Me too!"

It only took less than half an hour to come to a conclusion about where the refugees went.

Between their light strokes, countless people's futures have been set as a result.

quickly.

The next point is also brought up again.

And that's...what can they do about the change in the world, what should Nevada do?

The extraordinary terrifying force that cannot be controlled, if one day in the future, the storm of destruction is about to sweep across Nevada.

What should they do to not be like those poor guys sitting in the corner who still want to control the overall situation? !

Pray for God's forgiveness and protection?

Ah!

That's something only a fool would do.

"perhaps…"

"Some of the previous secret plans, we contacted the Nevada military, should also be put on the agenda."

Saying it's a meeting is not as much a notification.

The real big shots have already communicated with the military, and some secret experiments have been carried out in Nevada.

About some named mutants...some strange beings that seem to be quite extraordinary now.

Said the experiment was done in there, now it seems like it should be restarted!

and…

In order to cope with the increasingly complex world, it may be necessary to increase our efforts.

to this end.

"Cough cough."

"Let's connect with Colonel William Stryker of the military, he has some plans for the military."

A man in a suit and leather shoes with a cross on his chest appeared on the screen.

With a warm smile on his face, we were once sealed in a secret experimental base in Paradise Valley by the military.

Now... finally, in the name of William Stryker, it unfolds again.

This feeling seemed to bring him back to when he was in control of those "X weapons".

This is simply fantastic.

"Gentlemen and gentlemen."

"In order to deal with the crisis that is coming, I would like to introduce you to one that has always been mixed among us and is also a member of the extraordinary scum!

"

…

"Cough cough."

There was also a cough in the corner.

"let's go."

After Colonel Stryker started his own solo show, General Ross, now out of power, couldn't do it any longer.

even.

He is now facing a court-martial crisis, so much so that he came to attend this important meeting.

Even in the name of one's own subordinates, hiding his name and not dare to speak out.

certainly.

These big people present are not fools, but General Ross still has some abilities and connections.

No one wants to take another kick on this dying old guy.

After all... General Ross's desperate counterattack is likely to drag some people into **** with him.

This kind of errand is not good, and it is easy to get into trouble. Most of these people in the parliament pass by with one eye closed.

"General... us!"

General Ross has grown too old overnight, and now he even needs his own hands to support him.

"Stop talking, let's go... These bastards, we don't need us anymore."

General Ross understood clearly.

All eyes are on Mr. Colonel, who is eloquently talking, an old guy who has no value in society.

No one even stopped.

Coming out of the conference room hall, turning into the elevator, General Ross was thinking about his way out. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Perhaps, he should have pulled a group of old New Yorkers first, and then solved the problem of the military court...

But what can he do with his current situation? !

"Hey, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Is the meeting busy? I don't think anyone is talking to you."

A stranger's voice was heard in his ear.

Before General Ross could react, the men beside him suddenly disappeared... It was like a dark shadow dragging them into the ground.

"you…"

General Ross raised his head in surprise and looked in front of him... Even if it was the first time we met, he would never recognize a man.

"Black Hand...Walloon!

"

…

Nevada's state legislature.

Just after leaving the table, the former New York military chief, who was still thinking about his whereabouts, bumped into the most wanted villain in the world.

Holding the black and gold cane, Wallon tapped the ground lightly, his tone as calm as ever.

"General Ross, I heard that you have been looking for me for a long time. It's a coincidence!"

"I am coming!

"