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Night Watch headquarters.

meeting room.

"Three days have passed since the Gold Coast attack... Now the public opinion situation is very bad." Minister of Public Relations Zhong Xianzhi said in a deep voice, "Thousands of people are missing, a disaster of this scale cannot be suppressed Yes, the relatives of the missing person called the police one after another, causing a storm.

Although we claimed that the reason was the tsunami, other places in the same sea area were calm that day. There was only a tsunami near the coastline of two or three kilometers, but it was impossible to sweep away so many people in one go.

Now people's public opinion has tended to be conspiratorial. Although we have continued to criticize and comment on the Internet, the families of the victims gathered independently, marched and demonstrated, and demanded that the authorities immediately organize relevant teams to go to sea and give them an explanation. "

"The local night watchman team also reported that many non-governmental organizations crossed the blockade of the Gold Coast and started investigations privately, but nothing was found." Chen Han nodded.

The head of the logistics department, Yue Jiulin, immediately said, "We have already dealt with the traces of Poseidon in advance, and they will definitely not find anything."

"I mean, they're taking it very seriously..."

Monk Fate sat in the center of the conference table, his brows slightly lowered, and he calmly listened to the speeches of the other seven senior officials.

After all the other people's speeches were over, Monk Fate spoke slowly:

"Continuing to suppress the societal impact of this."

Monk Fate cherishes words like gold. After saying this, he didn't intend to speak again. Many high-level officials looked at each other, and they all saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Are we really not going to take measures against Olympus?" Chen Han couldn't help asking.

"To be taken, but not now."

"But those ordinary people are in Olympus, who knows what will happen? If we dispatch to rescue them one day earlier, maybe more casualties can be avoided."

"I agree with Chen Han's point of view." Shao Pingge nodded and said, "Big Xia is not what it used to be, and Olympus is not what it used to be. In terms of combat power, we are no worse than them.... Ordinary people are rescued, so as not to have long nights and dreams."

"As I said, now is not the time." Monk Fate stood up, his gaze swept over the crowd calmly, "If there is nothing else, let's adjourn the meeting."

He picked up the documents on the table and was about to walk out the door, leaving the seven high-level officials staring at each other.

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At this moment, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and a crimson figure stood outside the door.

"Commander Lin?!" Seeing that figure, Chen Han's eyes lit up.

Monk Fate looked at Lin Qiye outside the door, and said lightly: "It's over? Did Yuli Takibai succeed?"

"He hasn't finished yet... I received a call from Min Junliang, and I rushed over immediately." Lin Qiye glanced at the people in the conference room, and said to Monk Fate, "Go to the office and talk."

The two returned to the office, Lin Qiye closed the door, and immediately said:

"Why not save them?"

"The risk is too great." Monk Fate didn't make any detours, and said truthfully, "Although our current combat power is not inferior to Olympus, they are still in the fog after all, and they are still their own home court."

Lin Qiye was thoughtful, "Do you want to follow the original plan and wait for the teacher to go out before attacking Olympus?"

"When Zhou Ping achieves the highest level, Daxia will have an extra layer of insurance, which is naturally the safest."

"But there should be three days before he leaves the customs..." Lin Qiye said in a deep voice, "Three days is too long for ordinary people, can they really persist in Olympus until we pass? "

Monk Fate stared at him for a moment, "So? Are you going to let all the top fighters of Great Xia take risks for these thousands of people?"

"Sacrificing ordinary people in order to preserve their wings is not the original intention of the night watchmen." Lin Qiye said resolutely, "Back then, when Daxia had only five human beings, and encountered the invasion of foreign gods, wouldn't they still rush to the forefront with all their might? Have they ever feared for their own life or death?

Today's Great Xia is several times stronger than it was back then. Do you want us to watch ordinary people tortured to death by foreign gods in order to preserve our wings?

That being the case, why are we working so hard to become stronger? "

Monk Fate was not moved by Lin Qiye at all, and said indifferently:

"It is precisely because this strength is hard-won that it is even more important to maintain our current combat power...Our enemy is not only Olympus."

The two stood in the office and stared at each other, frozen in place for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Qiye took out a coat of arms from his pocket, put it on the table, and said in a deep voice:

"If the dark night comes to an end, I will stand in front of tens of thousands of people, slash my sword into the abyss, and stain the sky with blood... If I, Lin Qiye, can't even fulfill the content of this oath, I am not worthy of being the commander-in-chief."

After finishing the words, Lin Qiye put one hand on the straight knife at his waist, turned around and walked out of the office.

Monk Fate looked at the leaving crimson back, frowning slightly...

"Wait." He said suddenly.

Lin Qiye paused.

"Do you have to go?"

"Yeah." Lin Qiye didn't hesitate at all, "If something happens...I will bear the consequences alone."

Monk Fate's expression was a bit complicated. After a moment of silence, he still spoke:

"Feel sorry."

Lin Qiye frowned, and turned around suspiciously, "Why are you sorry?"

"I lied to you." Monk Fate said slowly, "I told the high-level members of the night watchmen that those ordinary people are still alive, and they want to stabilize the morale of the army... In fact, last night, those 400 people were already dead. There are only over 200 left.

The remaining ones can't survive an hour, even if you rush to Olympus now, you can't save them at all. "

Hearing this sentence, Lin Qiye felt as if a thunder flashed in his mind, and he froze in place.

"If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself."

Monk Fate handed the list in front of the desk to Lin Qiye. On the dense list of victims, threads of cause and effect stretched to nothingness in the distance... Following those causes and effects, there was no life at the other end. There are only a few 200 people left, and they are as small as a candle.

Monk Fate stared at Lin Qiye, who had an ugly face, and said word by word:

"Now... do you still want to let the living take risks for these corpses?"