I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early

Chapter 618: Chapter 449: The Frost Mist Demon Attacks Yunhai City!

“You… haven’t fabricated any data, have you?” White Beard lowered his voice uneasily.

One of his top high-tech executives immediately tensed up: “How could we? This is a matter of life and death… nobody would joke about this.”

“They’re just needlessly worried; it will definitely work!”

That’s what the executive was thinking: “It’s not our fault, the resources are extremely scarce. We have already done very well! As long as it works, nobody will find out about this issue!”

He truly believed this in his heart.

“If it works, it’s good,” the education he had received since childhood.

Subconsciousness, social environment, everything told him this, and he didn’t even consider it to be wrong.

Meanwhile, White Beard looked meaningfully at the other, half-trusting, half-doubtful, without saying much more— I definitely don’t want the whole city to be blood sacrificed; let’s make do as much as we can!

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Similar situations were happening in many other cities.

Deceiving superiors and subordinates, this kind of cultural phenomenon is prevalent wherever humans exist.

“Control” can conquer the human heart, making people obey forcefully, but how can it conquer civilization?

Culture is the soul of civilization; “control” can’t change true culture.

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On the other hand, although Yunhai City had taken preemptive measures and no one was controlled by “Control” abilities, they were unaware that their allied cities were actually in complete chaos.

However, the Rize People’s decision to cancel the Safe Zone plan still caused great waves. Humans must defeat the enemy before them.

Otherwise, the only thing awaiting them was annihilation!

A colonel in the military sighed: “I always feel that the unification of cities is unreliable… but a single city really can’t defeat the [Demon]…”

Resources… are in dire shortage!

In just two short years, Yunhai City had already converted most of its chemical materials, coal, oil, and steel into fighting power.

Next, they can only turn to forest-based chemical industries.

That is, extracting industrial materials from plants, such as making gloves and tires from rubber milk through chemical processing…

Distilling essential oils from plants like lavender and tea trees, developing and producing herbal skincare products, and processing timber for pulp and paper production.

But the capacity of the forestry chemical industry is not high; after all, plants have their growth cycles, and time passes slowly within the Safe Zone. How much can they produce in just two short years?

Now that we are just able to feed everyone, the land is somewhat overwhelmed.

Li Chunhong sighed: “I hope they can be more reliable; this is the fate of all humanity. If we fail… everyone will suffer the consequences.”

He gently knocked on the table: “Actually being able to unite already feels unbelievable to me.”

“I even think that most cities will be stuck in the Safe Zone for a lifetime…”

“Now that there is a plan for joint resistance, it’s absolutely a miracle, as if an invisible hand is forcibly pushing it forward.”

Everyone agreed and could only lower their expectations.

However, just then, the sunlight outside the window suddenly darkened.

A cold wind blew in, dry and chilling, causing people to shiver uncontrollably and wrap themselves tighter in their clothes.

Li Chunhong’s heart chilled.

Looking outside again, a mass of lead-gray clouds covered the setting sun, dropping the ambient temperature by several degrees, and the outside world was filled with a cacophony of noise and discussion.

He was so startled that he jumped out of his seat: “This is…”

A few sentinels had an ashen complexion: “It… It’s coming.”

“How can this be… Why would it come here?”

When Li Chunhong saw the scene in the sky, his pupils contracted sharply, a cold force spread throughout his body from his tailbone, and the fear in his heart spread uncontrollably.

Only to see that the [Demon·Frost Mist], which had always stayed outside the Safe Zone of the Eighth Civilizational Branch, had unexpectedly moved close to the Safe Zone of Yunhai City!

It was a mass of large cloud-shaped life form, with dark red eyes hidden within the dark clouds, flickering in and out of view, emitting a chilling intent to kill.

Nobody knew what exactly was inside the cloud, but there were muted and hoarse voices emanating from it.

The cold and cryptic wind was now within the Safe Zone.

Even though it was summer, it already felt like winter; the horror of this thing was beyond imagination, and just one glance from ordinary people could induce deep unease.

The temperature started to drop, Yunhai City became chaotic, many people observed the phenomena in the sky and screamed.

The city’s loudspeakers immediately blared: “Emergency notice: A large supernatural anomaly has appeared outside the Safe Zone, please city citizens enter the nearest Sanctuary for shelter, do not move around at will!”

“Please immediately put on extreme-weather clothing, activate the city’s heating system.”

“Emergency notice…”

Production and educational operations were temporarily halted.

Crowds evacuated in large numbers.

The military was urgently mobilized, with barrel after black barrel pointing towards the dark clouds in the sky.

“Will it come in?” Colonel Li Jun, Yunhai City’s most powerful figure, carefully gauged the [Demon], as if facing an abyss-like enemy—vast, dark, and evil.

“Why did it come here? We haven’t revoked the Safe Zone…”

The large Anomaly kept writhing, with dark Qi rolling over.

Those pairs of eyes seemed to be glaring covetously at the Humans inside.

Just this pressure alone was enough to cause involuntary shivers.

Professor Zhang Hui from the Supernatural laboratory squinted his eyes, looking towards the sky: “Could it be because of… Luck?”

“Could it be that it has perceived our relatively good development?!”

“Luck?” Everyone’s complexion changed.

In Yunhai City, they communicate frequently with Lu Yuan and know that “Luck” is the highest level of Ideal Energy.

Part of “Luck” is Civilization Points.

Another part depends on the current state of development.

Now, this creature has made its way here, bringing immense pressure on the people.

No one knows whether missiles and other heat weapons are effective, and the strongest Ideal creature of Yunhai City, that Parasol Tree, is as fragile as weed in front of a real Demon, shivering in the cold wind, clearly unreliable.

“No… It shouldn’t be ‘Luck’, our development isn’t actually that great, almost stagnant… What Luck could we possibly have?”

The crowd argued with each other, unable to come up with a reason.

“Quickly contact Lu Yuan and see if he has any good advice,” Li Chunhong sighed and gave the instruction.

Although, he didn’t have much hope.

Lu Yuan is far off in the distance, what could he do?

But getting some information would still be good.

“Understood.”

Colonel Li Jun’s mood was heavy as he drove near the Parasol Tree.

In just a short while, the sky had completely darkened. The Frost Mist Demon spread the dark clouds completely, as if a storm was coming.

Almost all the soldiers who were sleeping were awakened by the changes outside, staring at each other with wide eyes, observing the grey sky.

“What are you dawdling for! Maintain social order at once!” Colonel Li bellowed.

“Colonel, we’re lighting stoves to prevent the Parasol Tree from freezing to death.”

Without time for lengthy explanations, Colonel Li lay down on a bed, letting a Hypnotist put him into hypnosis.

He hazily entered the Parasol Tree Dream.

At that moment, Colonel Li noticed that the “Sun” in the Dream was also obscured by a mass of dark clouds.

The shape of that cloud resembled a… skull, somewhat shriveled, as if a Mummy desiccated for ten thousand years. The skull was covered with pairs of crimson eyeballs that looked at the Dream without a trace of God in their gaze, their pupils somewhat dull and lifeless.

A mercury-like darkness poured down, enveloping the Dream.

The Twin Ginkgo Tree fiercely controlled the Dream to avoid external disturbances.

“Is it… looking for us?”

“Could the Frost Mist Demon have Dream ability?” several Dream Ability Users communicated non-stop, “Did it use Dream ability to find Yunhai City?”

But the Parasol Tree was only rustling—”hurrah”—exhibiting a bully-the-weak-and-fear-the-strong character. Faced with true terror from outside, it quickly became weak.

Colonel Li’s face was grim. After listening for a while, his palm clenched so hard that his fingernails dug in deeply.

Fortunately, he was the strongest in Yunhai City and knew very well that he should calm down as quickly as possible in this eerie situation.

“You guys log off first. Since we can’t ask for any useful information, staying here will only increase the risk… If you die here, you really die.”

“Colonel Li, do you want to contact my brother?” one of the girls asked.

She was a bit worried that if her brother encountered this Monster in the Dream, he might not have a good outcome either.

Colonel Li turned his head, his voice slightly warmer: “Yes, don’t worry, I’m just asking for ideas. It’s not possible to expect Lu Yuan to remotely solve our real-world problems, and I won’t let him take risks.”

“You log off first and hide well in the Sanctuary.”

Lu Qingqing’s face was slightly furrowed as she nodded.

Two years had passed, and she was just a sophomore in college. Facing such a major crisis, she was actually quite at a loss—as for her older brother, she hadn’t been in contact for a long time and had no idea what he was busy with recently.

She followed the directions and left the Dream.

Meanwhile, Colonel Li took out a small Yingyu branch and started giving orders to the Parasol Tree.

“With the situation as it is now, can we contact Lu Yuan? Try it out, and try not to let the outside Monster detect us…”

The Parasol Tree had some simple spiritual intelligence. A small bell hanging on the tree started to ring “ding ding dong dong.”

It was an item crafted by Human artisans for the tree, effectively enhancing the transmission of Dream signals.

A dim green light was sneakily sent out…

The destination… the distant Green Grass City!

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