Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

In the ambassador's email box, a few pictures were downloaded and opened.

Trypophobia warning.

What entered his eyes was a buzzing sound. At first glance, he thought that it was snowing. On the street, under the sky, there were dense white objects dancing like snowflakes everywhere. If he looked carefully, he could see the phantom of wings flapping. They filled the sky densely and occupied the street.

There were fleeing, exclamations, and cries everywhere.

There were houses that were gnawed to pieces like worms and cars covered in insects.

There was also a video.

In the video, there were whispers of fear and rapid breathing. It was French.

"They're everywhere. Oh my god, these are definitely not locusts. This is definitely not!"

The king translated in a low voice.

That video only lasted for more than a minute.

On the chaotic street, the people who had abandoned their cars and fled, there were screams everywhere, flames, and a swarm of insects that gathered and whistled like a sandstorm. Some waved their burning clothes and tried to chase them away with flames, some drove their roaring motorcycles and tried to disperse them with noise, some stomped their feet forcefully and tried to trample these detestable insects, and some drove away to escape.

However, these were useless.

He was not afraid of flames.

When he heard the noise of the motorcycle, he rushed over and covered the entire car at an extremely fast speed. The rider fell and crawled away in panic. Dense locusts wrapped around the motorcycle and he could even hear a thin gnawing sound. The car was also wrapped. Outside the slightly rusted body was covered in locusts.

The dense insects that were showing off in the sky covered the sky like terrifying demons. Sometimes, they revealed their forms in the sky, and sometimes, they swooped down to feed on the ground.

In the distance, houses were collapsing, and the huge satellite dish roared and broke.

At the end of the video, only a silver-gray wind attacked the filmer.

The recording device of the phone captured the sound. Apart from the panicked shouts of the filmer and the panicked footsteps, there was also a terrifying buzzing that made one's scalp tingle.

The phone fell to the ground in panic, making a collision sound.

The frightened escape of the filmer became further and further away.

However, the camera of the phone was still facing up. It still maintained its working state and continuously transmitted images. In the camera was the stained ceiling and a small number of windows.

In the scene, the black insect fog shattered the window and surged in like the wind.

The buzzing sound of wings flapping connected and filled the entire sound system. Just hearing the sound could imagine the scene and imagine that scene, making people feel uncomfortable and numb all over.

The voice of the cameraman who had already fled gradually faded.

Or rather, it had already been suppressed by the sound of insects.

The world in the camera became very quiet, leaving only one sound.

Then, the scene began to tremble slightly.

Cracking sounds gradually sounded.

The scene in the camera changed. It alternated between blurry and clear.

Then, in the world captured by the camera, a huge insect head slowly appeared from the bottom up and slowly crawled up until it was in front of the camera.

Due to the distance, it was so huge and clear. Its slightly opened upper lip revealed a cow-like mouth. Its chewing mouth, teeth cut, and molar leaves shone with an inexplicable light, indicating its ferocity and hunger. From this angle, one could also see its eyes distributed on both sides of its head, suffused with a red blood light as if it was looking at the camera, as if it was looking at everyone in front of the screen.

If most insects and fish in this world expanded to the size of humans or even the size of a medium-sized dog, their appearance and structure were enough to awaken the most primitive fear in everyone's hearts.

Monster.

The open mouthpiece, the whiskered appendage, the hard end with wings, the gnarled leaves, and the sac-like tongue in the center were in front of the screen. They trembled, swayed, and swayed. One could even see the liquid dripping from the open sac. The sharp-cut teeth stabbed down like a guillotine.

Click. The outer glass of the camera shattered. The locust chewed, tore, and nibbled. The camera still recorded all of this. From this perspective, it was like the last scene a person had seen when they were alive. A terrifying worm gnawed, bit, and ate him bit by bit.

The few people in front of the computer looked away.

After more than ten seconds, the ambassador said with difficulty, "They… they're eating phones?"

Needless to say, even if they were as noble as a king and had extraordinary identities as ambassadors, they were only politicians and not the heads of intelligence and violent agencies. Such a scene made them feel uncomfortable.

They looked at Kang De in unison.

Kang De revealed a mixed expression of a white cat, an old man with a subway phone, and so on.

Only then did Kang Jinzhu remember his son's trait—this fellow was afraid of insects.

Originally, he was not afraid, but Little Kang De had two advantages. The first was that he had a rich imagination, and the second was that he liked to read. Ever since he finished reading an insect illustration, he had become afraid of insects.

Then, the book collection at home had an additional function. Apart from reading, he also took on a part-time job in the Heaven Flipping Seal. As long as insects appeared in the house, be it flying or crawling, they would die under Kang De's long-range dimensional reduction attack. From his hometown to the city, countless insect corpses increased the proficiency of Kang De's throwing skill. This was an exquisite boy who would cry out in fear and run when he saw the cicada.

—But don't you have superpowers?

Kang Jinzhu thought that he had discovered something and was secretly happy. He asked, "Are you afraid?"

Tomorrow, he would go out and catch some insects to train his son's courage.

This was called fear therapy.

Kang De frowned and said, "I'm not afraid face to face. I just feel disgusted watching the video."

This was because he could not do anything if he only watched the video.

This was very normal.

For example, in a horror game, allowing players to hold guns was two completely different game experiences.

What was more representative was a series of horror games that claimed to be returning to horror. Although they said this, they still gave players power boxing gloves in the DLC story.

Therefore, the name of this game became "Ip Man 7".

Kang Jinzhu asked again, "So… do you have a way to deal with it?"

As a father, he really did not want to see his son do dangerous things. However, after his experience and mental struggle in the past few days, Kang Jinzhu had no choice but to painfully admit a fact. He could no longer decide anything for his son. The current Kang De had enough ability and rationality to determine his future.

However, even so, even if he knew that it was useless, he still had to insist and nag.

These were his parents.

"I don't know, but we have to be prepared," Kang De replied. "If Big Bob is behind these worms, do you think they'll only obediently stay in Gambia?"

Kang Jinzhu was speechless for a moment and could only sigh.

The king's face turned pale… Yes, a black man's face was a little pale. Clearly, he was extremely shocked and even afraid. His citizens had just encountered a nightmare, and a new danger was already approaching.

Even a king could not easily endure such a blow and pressure.

Chakat II muttered, "Could it be only a locust plague…"

Kang De looked at the pictures and shook his head. He said indifferently, "Have you heard of any insect that eats concrete and metal or even phones?"

There were, but there were only a few mutants. They did not eat metal to fill their stomachs, but to build stronger bodies. As for the locust plague that had troubled human civilization for thousands of years, if they could feed on cement and metal, it would be very difficult for human civilization to develop to this extent.

He considered for a moment and said to the ambassador, "You don't have any specific information yet? Satellites, reconnaissance planes, intelligence officers, videos, phones, and the Internet. What else are the French doing?"

When the ambassador saw the photo, he realized the seriousness of the matter.

"I'll make the call."

"Alright, the first thing I have to ask is," Kang De said. "Do they eat people?"

If he wanted to eat people, he should get into a nuclear bomb as soon as possible.

After all, although the higher-ups knew that the matter of Gambia involved supernatural powers, they had not personally experienced it. A few days ago, the ambassador had personally seen the crazy scene of chaos in Gambia. Civilians, soldiers, Gambia people, Comoros people, and French people had lost themselves under the control of the divine artifact, Tacitus. They ignored the casualties and fought crazily. If Kang De had not killed Little Bob in time, Moroni would most likely have become a living hell. He thought that the people under control were all puppets. They were fearless, benevolent, and tireless.

If Big Bob excavated a divine artifact similar to the one Little Bob had obtained from the tombs of the kings of Gambia and caused this locust plague, its power would definitely be extremely huge and could not be underestimated.

He immediately ran into the back room and called the top again.

The king took a few steps back and sat in a chair at the side. His lips were white and sweat slowly flowed down.

"Don't be afraid," Kang De said. "Things haven't reached the irreversible stage. At the very least, there are no signs of cannibalism in the photo. Didn't you see that a few black brothers are still chasing them away?"

Chakat II looked at Kang De and wanted to say something, but his eyes suddenly turned red. He rubbed his nose and bit his finger. He sobbed, "Oh, God, why us? Why us again…"

What else could he say? Kang De could only pat his shoulder. "It's meaningless to say this now… Let's face it head-on."

The king looked at him with red eyes.

Kang De shrugged. "Don't look at me. I've just been sealed as the chief. It's too disloyal of me to run away… The territory you promised me has not been fulfilled."

The king looked at Kang De and was silent for a moment. He suddenly choked, "If only I was a woman…"

"…Pfft!"

At the side, Kang Jinzhu could not help but spit it out.

"What are you talking about?!" Kang De shouted. "I'm not interested in black skin!"

"Oh, my friend, this is racial discrimination…"

"Pfft!"

—I even want to f*ck the elves and dragons. In terms of love, who can compare to me?

Kang De kicked the chair under the king's butt. "Get up! Look at the map! Be prepared for the worst. Once the locusts pass and attack humans, I won't be able to put out the fire everywhere like that night. There are only 800,000 people in Comoros. I think you should order them to gather near Moroni as soon as possible."

The firm walls were clear.

Only by withdrawing everyone could it be used. If it was really a large-scale transit like the locust plague and all the commoners were evacuated, humans would have the chance to use their traditional superpowers.

Be it carpet bombing, planting mushrooms, releasing spells, or throwing rocks, he could not implicate the commoners.

He took the map and shook it. "There's only a total of more than 2,000 square kilometers in Comoros. There are more than 800,000 people. There are tens of thousands in Moroni. The remaining hundreds of thousands, gather them all in Moroni. If Big Bob really rushes into Comoros with his little worms and gathers them together, it'll be easier to defend."

Back to business, the king sighed and revealed a difficult expression, "Kang De, I have to remind you that not all countries have the executive and action of the central government of your country."

Kang De frowned and said, "However, Comoros is only more than 2,000 square kilometers with more than 800,000 people. There are cars at home, cows, horses, and mules, those close to Moroni, and those who can walk. Apart from these, the rest are the people you want to send a car to pick up. Can't you do it? 2,000 square kilometers is a square of 140 to 150 kilometers. You can't all live in remote mountains, right?"

After analyzing it, the king gradually calmed down. He looked at the map, the distribution of villages, towns, and cities, and the situation of the main gathering places. These were all in his mind. Kang De made sense. A seemingly difficult goal could indeed make things simpler step by step, but…

"But it still won't do."

After calculating and estimating, he sighed, "There's a lack of fuel and a convoy. More than 800,000 people have come to Moroni. Food, medical care, residence, security, and management are not things Comoros, who has just experienced the flames of war and is injured, can afford…"

Before Kang De could speak, the ambassador pushed open the door and walked out, "They don't eat people! However, that's all the information. The French don't know either. They only heard that the satellite they just completed the orbit change is investigating Gambia, but they discovered large areas of spectral interference. The technicians are still eliminating the problem. I'm afraid it's useless for the time being."

Kang De frowned and said, "Where's the Internet? Where's the phone?"

After making this call, the ambassador's expression became even more serious, "There's no signal and it can't be connected. Be it the Internet, communication signal, or even the maritime satellite phone, we can't obtain contact. The photo and video we just saw are the last waves of messages sent. The domestic analysis team said that they haven't discovered these locusts attacking humans for the time being and don't eat food. Instead, they're eating reinforced concrete, cars, and various appliances, as well as communication devices, just like the phone that was eaten…"

Kang De touched his chin. "You mean that Gambia's external communication has been forcefully cut off?"

"The current range is only limited to the vicinity of the capital, Banjul. We can temporarily contact the other areas, but the investigation team outside can't get too close…"

"What about the locust sample?"

"They did not obtain it. According to the shared information, a local police team took the risk to arrive near Banjul and captured some locusts with a worm trap. They planned to leave Gambia and hand them to the outside world, but the locust group seemed to know their actions. They were quickly surrounded. The convoy was surrounded. The locusts entered the car through the exhaust pipe and wreaked havoc. They bit the tires and ate the shell… Then they lost contact."

This matter was too mysterious. If not for the French government swearing and providing a large number of recordings and even images, they would not believe anything on it… It was too ridiculous.

"In short, I'm in the dark now."

The ambassador summarized, "We have almost no information, and we can't contact the local embassy. Britain, France, the United States, and Russia know nothing about what happened in Gambia. Conclaves take time, and joint operations need to be prepared. The country is formulating a plan to mobilize and has also gathered an advisory team to analyze…"

"Remember to summon a few online authors."

"Huh?"

"…Forget I said that."

Kang De pondered for a moment. "I'll make a trip myself. We have to know the other party in war."

Kang Jinzhu sighed silently and looked at his son with a complicated gaze. It concerned his child. Parents' thoughts were often the most complicated. Not only did they hope that his son could make a name for himself, but they also hoped that he could be ordinary. They hoped that he would become a hero and attract the attention of the world, but they also hoped that he would not take the risk and be a mortal.

The king said seriously, "Comoros, Gambia, as long as we have it, as long as you ask."

The ambassador was silent for a moment. With the eloquence of a diplomat, he did not know what to say for a moment. He knew that Kang De was in charge of this matter, but he could not see through the other party's motive. Was it true pure pity, or was it young and hot-blooded… However, no matter what, it was done.

If he did it, he would be a hero.

He said, "Please be careful."

Kang De saw their gazes and shook his head secretly.

He still had selfish motives and was not a selfless saint.

Little Bob had kidnapped his father. He had killed Little Bob. For two generations, the Kang family and the Burroughs family could be considered feuds. If Big Bob obtained a great fortune in the royal tomb of Gambia, he did not think that the other party would smile and forget the enmity. Instead of waiting for the other party to develop, it was better to attack first.

Moreover, Tacitus allowed Horus to undergo a qualitative change and awaken its transformation ability. According to the dead soul, one of the two tombs of Gambia and Comoros sealed its soul, and the other sealed its body. The combination of the two was his true strength.

Now that his iron son was seriously injured and his injuries were a little troublesome, he also wanted to find a good day and fall in the tomb of the Kings of Gambia to see if there was a way to treat his son.

Let's do it together.

"In short, I'll go to Gambia to take a look and see what happened. Let's agree on contact information."

Kang De looked at the ambassador, "Secondly, Comoros made preparations early. If all of this is caused by Big Bob, then a despicable war hyena and a selfish and cruel white mercenary have won the last gamble in their lives and obtained extraordinary strength. Then, he must have already swelled to the extreme. In terms of soul, he must not be human anymore. Be it kindness, pity, or human nature, they're probably all gone. Be it public or personal hatred, I don't think he'll let Comoros off."

The ambassador said seriously, "How?"

"Clear the wilderness." This was the benefit of having a long history. With the allusion, the other party could understand with just four words, "Gather all the 800,000-odd citizens of Comoros in Moroni."

The ambassador frowned and said, "That's very difficult to do."

"I discussed it with the king. The difficulties are mainly focused on the lack of resources. Transport vehicles, tents, medical medicine, food, fuel… These problems have to be resolved."

With that, Kang De looked at the ambassador.

The ambassador understood and smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid there's not enough time, right? These resources are naturally nothing to the country, but what we lack is the ability to deliver…"

Kang De said indifferently, "I don't lack this."

The ambassador said in surprise, "What?"

"Prepare the trucks filled with medicine, fuel, tents, food, and other resources in City H as soon as possible. The more the better. Give the resources to Comoros. The trucks will drive directly to pick them up."

Kang De said, "When you're ready, I'll go back and get it."

Father Kang and the king were speechless for a moment. The ambassador was also dumbfounded. He pointed at Kang De and could not speak properly, "You… you can still…"

Kang De spread out his hands and said, "Of course, I can bring things. Otherwise, every time I teleport, I'll be naked."

…Can a few clothes compare to dozens of tons of trucks?!

As a qualified diplomat, the ambassador always prioritized the interests of the country. Comoros was half a world away from China, but Kang De could actually do an instant delivery on such a scale. Even if he only transported a few tons at a time, it was quite terrifying. After all, what restricted the strategic delivery ability and the combat strength of the delivery team was actually a logistics problem. With this courier…

Kang De nodded and said seriously, "That's right. Just as you think, if we negotiate a suitable price, I can also help the higher-ups mail a nuclear bomb to the White House."

"…I don't think so!"

Kang De smiled and said, "By the way, AWSL is also preparing to set up a logistics business. We can send anything… as long as the price is right."

…This young man was really smart.

Every time, he would create some new tricks for him.

However, it always tickled the country's itch.

He looked at the king and said seriously, "Since Kang De has a way, there's no problem. I'll apply for this batch of resources and give them to your country for free with humanitarian assistance…"

Before the king could thank him, he heard Kang De say, "Hey, wait, wait. What do you mean by free? It's a big business. You can't ruin it like this."

He looked at the ambassador and said earnestly, "We're still a developing country. We have to do our best to support foreign friends. Although we're a responsible large country, we can't be infinitely responsible, right? We're not the world's police, and the yuan is not the world's currency. Why should we clean up after these things caused by the French for free? No, tell the higher-ups that we have to let the French pay for this batch of goods…"

The ambassador shook his head and said, "The French might as well transfer it directly from Africa…"

"No, tell them that they have to buy our Chinese goods. Whose goods do they use? They don't have the final say. I do."

Kang De clapped his hands and said proudly, "Then you have to pay me a delivery fee. I don't work for free."

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