Inside the Strategy Bureau, everyone felt heavy-hearted, but fortunately, everyone returned safely.
However, the scene they saw upon returning was unforgettable.
When leaving, the Sun was right behind them, emitting brilliant rays. If it weren't for Changsun Zhong's superpower protection, the small structure of the fighter jet would have turned into molten iron.
After a long silence, ng Gua asked, "Is the future really this bad?"
"You've already seen it with your own eyes; the Sun fell into the opponent's hands. Do you think even all of us combined can match the Sun?"
Changsun Zhong, who had been writing incomprehensible formulas on paper, spoke without even lifting his head.
"No." ng Gua shook his head; he was aware of his limits, especially after being free from Wang Linchi's Intelligence Reduction Aura.
Reading can make one wise, but not reading resulted in intelligence reduction.
"I... want to help!" ng Gua said firmly.
Between life and death lies a great terror, and after experiencing it, he changed.
"That's why I saved you." Changsun Zhong was blunt instead of beautifying his intentions: "But relying on just us is insufficient; we need the efforts of all humanity."
"I will persuade the monarch of my country. If reason fails to convince, then resort to force." ng Gua and others hailed from different nations, and Changsun Zhong aid to gather these individuals.
Even if their countries harbored SSS-level tahumans as power deterrents, winning over just one individual was a huge gain.
"Don't worry, it's not yet ti for forceful persuasion." Changsun Zhong reassured them.
Acting against their own countries was quite challenging for ng Gua and others, as humans are inherently contradictory beings.
"That's good, so how should we recognize our abilities and further advance to ascension?" ng Gua asked.
"Learning. But to accurately grasp the nature of your superpowers, thorough investigation is needed."
"Oh, you don't need it; you're already aware of them. So, I recomnd starting with the disciplines of mathematics, physics, biology, and chemistry, then gradually improve and precisely find and advance your studies." Changsun Zhong glanced at ng Gua, whose superpower principles Wang Linchi had already explained, saving a lot of trouble.
Upon hearing this, ng Gua felt it was the end of his life, being asked to study these fields felt like a great burden.
But he understood that the developnt of superpowers is nothing more than learning and recognition; only with sufficient knowledge can he clearly comprehend his superpowers.
"If you really don't know the nature of your superpowers and are at a loss, I suggest starting with mathematics." Changsun Zhong gave another suggestion.
Upon hearing this, the others felt overwheld.
Learning was barely relevant to them anymore; in recent years, their focus had been on training and combat.
"But if all we do is study, what happens when the battles co?" soone asked worriedly.
They knew they were destined for the battlefield; they couldn't beco bookworms.
Upon hearing this, Changsun Zhong sighed; it was downright prejudice.
"Future battles won't be about so-called combat skills or who has greater strength, but about fights centered on one's superpowers, combined with knowledge."
"If you still use the current model, in future close-quarters combat, you won't be facing sand soldiers. In a blink, they can beco strategic machines with a neutron star structure, using yellow dwarf stars as energy, even mastering unique genetic structures to counter superpowers."
"Ordinary attacks could sink continental shelves or create new reflections through the fusion of seawater."
"Engage in close combat with them? You'd be dead before getting close."
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent, realizing again that their Sun seed to be under the opponent's control.
Even without Changsun Zhong's description, if the opponents simply wielded the Sun, they had no ans to counter it.
Thus, from the start, the two sides were not equal.
"I understand, but can our superpowers... truly resist such overwhelming forces akin to the might of the world?" ng Gua asked, seeming to seek comfort, hoping for a positive answer from Changsun Zhong.
"No, I don't even have confidence in surviving." Changsun Zhong was candid.
Before arriving in this tiline world, he had already written his will.
When deciding, he hadn't planned on returning alive; failure was normal, not victory.
"I see, I will..." ng Gua hadn't finished speaking when Changsun Shi interrupted.
"Sothing happened!" Changsun Shi's expression wasn't pleasant.
"A teor, with a diater of..."
Changsun Shi was reporting the intelligence, but Changsun Zhong just listened quietly, his pen never stopping, and he was still recording on his notebook.
Pop!
The notebook suddenly blacked out and sparked, emitting a puff of smoke.
Not just the notebook, all electronic devices experienced this.
"Don't worry, this teor won't cause any substantial casualties." Changsun Zhong interrupted Changsun Shi.
"It will just destroy modern electronic devices."
Changsun Zhong sighed, realizing he was outsmarted by his own intelligence.
The opponent didn't use a gold heap economic structure for destruction but instead created an electromagnetic storm, crippling their technological conveniences.
Exactly because of this, his notebook experienced such a fate.
"Through electromagnetic interference, all electronic equipnt overloaded. Now, forget about phones and computers; transportation, communication, infrastructure, dicine, etc., were all thrown into chaos."
"The world chaos has already occurred." Changsun Zhong didn't bla Wang Linchi for not following his suggestions. They were enemies; why listen to him? Enhancing basic attacks was the true approach between adversaries, not empathy.
Changsun Zhong would not empathize with a monster stained with the blood of his kind unless a necessary retreat. Otherwise, there was no room for compromise between the two.
Upon hearing Changsun Zhong's words, everyone's expressions changed in shock; they knew what kind of changes would ensue when modern society lost technological conveniences.
The simplest point was traveling on foot, communicating by shouting.
"What are you standing around for? Assist various countries in post-disaster reconstruction after the electromagnetic storm passes."
"He will ascend into so non-human complete entity in a month. If we don't solve it within three days..." Changsun Zhong stopped speaking.
However, Changsun Shi was less restrained: "What if we can't resolve it within three days?"
"I can only request aid." Changsun Zhong said, helpless: "But I don't know whether reinforcents or the enemy will arrive first."
"If it's reinforcents, that's fine; we might manage a smooth evacuation."
As for the consequences of the enemies arriving first, Changsun Zhong didn't spell it out. Everyone understood the outco of the enemy's arrival.
"Understood, all of you move! At this ti, it's up to you." Changsun Shi, still the director of the Strategy Bureau, gave the order, and with Changsun Zhong also speaking up, the tahumans could only... look confused.
They understood moving, but how should they move?
Most tasks they executed involved peacekeeping, counter-terrorism, and rescue operations. Now asked to do these things, they didn't know where to start.
Mismatch of expertise, leaving everyone baffled.
"Just follow orders." Seeing this, Changsun Zhong didn't excessively criticize. Not knowing was better than pretending to know and causing trouble.
The Strategy Bureau wasn't just composed of combat personnel; there were logistics, managent, technical staff, etc. Changsun Shi imdiately went to inform these people for a eting to formulate a plan.
Changsun Shi's arrangents quickly executed, and the tahumans all left.
Only Changsun Zhong remained in the office, continuously calculating.
"It's tough; no wonder even with the reverse future plan, the survival rate across tiline worlds is less than one percent." Changsun Zhong felt imnse pressure.
In the eyes of the Strategy Bureau tahumans, he was the backbone, so he couldn't show any signs of fatigue. Instead, he needed confidence, even when speaking harsh truths, ensuring his stress was never apparent.
Only when alone could he quietly complain a bit.
He didn't regret; it was a path he chose, gritting his teeth to walk, as it concerned the lives of billions in this tiline world. Abandoning it was out of the question.
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