The Bureau Chief's expression was serious as he said, "This is top secret information. Everyone, remember the rules of confidentiality. Once you see it, remember it in your heart. You are not allowed to spread it."
Everyone's heart skipped a beat. Their originally relaxed expressions were immediately replaced by an unprecedented seriousness.
The staff immediately distributed the information. There were a few simple pieces of A4 paper and photos. Everyone immediately lowered their heads to read.
Tang Zheng also received a copy. He carefully read it. There was an introduction to the Demon Race and the expulsion of cultivators hundreds of years ago. It was the same as what Tang Zheng knew. He focused more on the photos.
His heart skipped a beat. These photos were very cruel. They were all corpses with long bloodstains on their necks. There were probably tens of thousands of corpses.
The other photos clearly showed a strange pattern. Complicated dark red lines outlined a huge pattern on the ground.
Tang Zheng's eyelids twitched. Wasn't this the formation of the Mountain River Blood Sacrifice Array? Those red lines were formed by blood. Moreover, this formation was bigger than the one on Sky Mountain.
The last photo was taken of the sky. Dark clouds gathered and formed a huge circle, like a tornado.
One could vaguely see human figures moving in the dark clouds. It was frightening.
Tang Zheng closed his eyes after reading it. He leaned back in his chair and took a few deep breaths. His heart was pounding. Originally, he was 90% sure that the Demon Race had returned. Now that he saw these photos, the return of the Demon Race was a certainty.
He really wanted to question Hundred Faces Star Lord. Why did he do this?
To unify this planet?
He had been trapped in Mount Buzhou for tens of thousands of years. How could he still have such ambitions?
However, when he thought of Hundred Transformations Starlord's childish appearance, he felt a chill in his heart. Back then, Hundred Transformations Starlord had wanted to turn them all into dolls. Hundred Transformations Starlord had probably done so purely for fun. He had treated the world as a game and everyone as dolls in the game.
He had already limited himself to playing with a few people. He wanted to play with the world in the palm of his hand.
Tang Zheng cursed fiercely in his heart. Why didn't anyone kill him back then? Why did he just trap him in Mount Buzhou? Why did no one stop him after tens of thousands of years?
Originally, Tang Zheng thought that his cultivation speed was very fast and was already very satisfied.
He couldn't wait to increase his cultivation by a few times. That way, he might be able to stop the Hundred Change Star Sovereign's absurd actions.
The others reacted even more strongly than Tang Zheng. Although it was difficult for them to grasp the truth and severity of the matter from this simple information, the information revealed was something many of them had never heard of before.
Even though the ranks of the participants were very high, many people were still unfamiliar with xiuzhe, much less the mo.
Therefore, other than being shocked, they were also somewhat at a loss.
The Bureau Chief glanced at everyone and took in their reactions. He said in a deep voice, "Whether you understand it or not, listen to what I'm going to say next."
Shua!
Everyone immediately sat up straight and listened attentively.
"The Demon Race is extremely powerful and cruel by nature. If the Multiform Star Sovereign summons the Demon Race back, then this world will be in chaos and the people will be plunged into misery and suffering. As the rulers, we can't just watch the people fall into danger and have to come up with a countermeasure. This time, we'll gather the wisdom of the masses and come up with a countermeasure to be implemented immediately. "
The Bureau Chief's words were sonorous and powerful. Even Tang Zheng couldn't help but open his eyes and size him up.
The Bureau Chief had been in a high position for a long time, but he still had a sense of responsibility in his heart. He had to be responsible for the tens of thousands of people. This made Tang Zheng feel very gratified. At least, these officials weren't as lazy as the rumors said. They still had justice in their hearts.
"Since the Demon Race is returning from an Island nation, there must be traces of them crossing the ocean. We'll send troops to attack and intercept their ships or planes. We won't let them take a single step into Hua Xia. We'll just have to fend them off outside the country's gates," someone suggested resolutely.
The others nodded.
"This method is feasible. We definitely can't let the flames of war spread to our own land. The war decades ago already caused our country to suffer great damage. We can't let the construction and achievements of these decades be destroyed in a day."
No one was willing to let everything that was flourishing today go up in flames. If there was a crisis, solving it on the sea was instead the most perfect strategy.
"Yes, we've developed for decades and are already the second most powerful country in the world. We're not to be trifled with. The Demon Race was very powerful hundreds of years ago, but they might not be that powerful now. Now that technology is so advanced, the power of technology has far surpassed that of humans."
Although there was a detailed introduction of the Demon Race in the information, it was hard for people who didn't experience it for themselves to imagine how powerful they were. It was even harder to imagine how powerful that Cultivation World was.
People who had experienced modern education wouldn't think that the strength of the human body could contend with guns and cannons.
Many others also seemed to be encouraged and offered suggestions. Their morale gradually rose, as if they didn't take the Demon Race seriously at all.
In their eyes, perhaps the ancients from hundreds of years ago were ignorant and ignorant. That was why they spread false rumors and made the Demon Race so powerful.
Tang Zheng sighed inwardly. Although this kind of high morale could be used and didn't destroy their own morale or boost the prestige of others, pride and arrogance would lead to great losses.
Although he wanted to listen more and speak less, he saw that these people didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at all. Instead, they spoke with assurance and assurance. In the end, the ones who died were countless officers and soldiers.
He really couldn't bear it.
"The Demon Race isn't as simple as you think." Tang Zheng's voice wasn't very loud, but this contrary tone was extremely ear-piercing and immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Many people turned their heads to look for the speaker, but after looking for a long time, they still couldn't figure out who it was.
"Who is the one boosting the morale of others and destroying their own prestige? Cowering before the battle is a great taboo for military strategists. Who is it? Obediently stand up for me," someone shouted.
The people around Tang Zheng heard him speak and couldn't help but lock their gazes on him. The others finally found their target and began to pay attention.
Sharp gazes focused on his face, but Tang Zheng was completely unaware. He indifferently swept his gaze over the person who had reprimanded him and said, "I'm right here."
"Who are you? So young, yet you're already speaking nonsense. " The other party was stunned, apparently not expecting that such an excessively young person would be present at the meeting. He instantly became even more displeased.
Most of the people here were old comrades. Since when was it the turn of a brat who was still wet behind the ears to criticize them?
Hearing the other party reprimanding him for speaking nonsense, Tang Zheng unhappily frowned. He had sincerely raised his opinion to prevent them from suffering losses, but now it was his fault.
Tang Zheng was in a bad mood, but he didn't care about Xu Yingtian's warning. He loudly said, "Without investigation, you have no right to speak. You don't understand the actual situation, so why do you say I'm speaking nonsense?"
"I don't understand the actual situation, but do you?" The other party fiercely retorted.
Tang Zheng shrugged and said, "In any case, I understand a little more than you."
Seeing that the atmosphere was at daggers drawn, Xu Yingtian couldn't sit still and hurriedly stood up to smooth things over. "This is Tang Zheng, the consultant of our National Security Bureau."
Tang Zheng!
Many people immediately frowned. Although they didn't immediately recognize Tang Zheng, many people were not unfamiliar with this name.
After all, he frequently appeared in various major events, so these big shots would often inadvertently see his name appear in various reports.
Seeing the real person this time, they couldn't help but be secretly surprised. This was because he was too young, so much so that he was the same age as many people's children, or even younger.
"You're that cultivator!"
Tang Zheng nodded.
"You're a cultivator, jackals of the same tribe as the demons. What qualifications do you have to sit in on this meeting? I think the National Security Bureau is becoming more and more outrageous."
Tang Zheng frowned. If you didn't invite me, I wouldn't have come.
Xu Yingtian also had an anxious expression. He repeatedly urged Tang Zheng to listen more and speak less, but Tang Zheng still couldn't hold back.
These people were all old comrades, and many of them had the wrong idea of judging a hero based on age. They believed that those without hair on their mouths were not reliable.
Therefore, naturally, many people didn't agree with Tang Zheng.
"I invited him." A dignified voice sounded.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
Everyone's gaze followed the voice.
Bureau Chief!
Many people's expressions changed. They didn't expect the Bureau Chief to invite him. This was too big of a deal.
Originally, many people were prepared to bombard Tang Zheng, but they immediately swallowed their words back into their stomachs. They looked at Tang Zheng with a complicated expression. They thought to themselves, What did this brat do to deserve such respect from the Bureau Chief?
Tang Zheng was originally full of anger, but seeing that the Bureau Chief helped him out of the situation, he nodded at him in acknowledgment.
The Bureau Chief looked at him and said, "Tang Zheng, you're a cultivator, so you know more about the situation of the demons. Tell everyone."
"Okay." Tang Zheng didn't decline. Didn't you guys not like to hear it? Now, you have to listen. "Previously, someone said that the strength of cultivators was too great, and that it was just an exaggeration, right?"
His gaze swept over the person who said that.
That person snorted and turned his head away unhappily.
The corner of Tang Zheng's mouth hooked up, and said: "I want to say, you are completely wrong. The cultivator's strength introduced in the information in your hands is not exaggerated. In fact, there are many places that are too conservative. Cultivators are far more powerful than what they introduce."
"Impossible!" Someone immediately exclaimed softly.
"Impossible, right? Then what do you think will make you believe it? " Tang Zheng shook his head secretly. Although these people had good intentions in general, their knowledge was too shallow, and they were stubborn and inflexible.
He decided to teach these people a lesson. This was not for their own good, but for the sake of the thousands of soldiers' lives. Otherwise, Tang Zheng would feel uneasy.
Seeing that the other party was unable to come up with a reason, Tang Zheng said to himself: "As the saying goes, seeing is believing, and hearing is false. Today, I will show you what a cultivator's true strength is. Let's see if it is just flowery fists and impractical legs."
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