Global Apocalypse: Awakening the Soul-Swallowing Talent at the Beginning.

Beijing.

Inside a heavily guarded safe house.

"The secret realm has been generated. The meeting will begin in one minute."

"Sir, this is the admission token. Just hold it and say it silently in your mind to enter."

As he spoke, the secretary handed over a crescent-shaped white token.

After the old man in Zhongshan suit took it, he added:

"Although there are rules restricting everyone from using force in the Chat Secret Realm, it does not mean that all players cannot use their innate abilities."

"In order to prevent certain individuals from mentally controlling you, you must wear the mental immunity amulet."

"After entering the secret realm, please stay within three meters of me."

"If you encounter an emergency, immediately activate the token to exit the secret realm without any hesitation."

The old man listened patiently, a kind smile appearing on his face.

He sighed lightly, shook his head and said:

"There's no need to go to such great lengths. My talents and abilities are not outstanding."

"If he dies, he dies. China won't suffer any loss."

"Sir..." The secretary wanted to speak, but the old man raised his hand to stop him.

"I will do as you say. But if you encounter an emergency, don't just think about protecting me. First, protect yourself."

"Your innate abilities are much more useful than my life."

The secretary had a complicated look in his eyes, but seeing the old man's firm expression, he could only nod in response.

The two men held the tokens and disappeared on the spot in the hazy white light.

When he opened his eyes again, the scene of the safe house around him disappeared, replaced by a pure white space.

There is a huge round table in the center of the space, with chairs neatly stacked around it.

Figures appeared one after another, looking in the direction of the old man.

Most of them are eager to see the

There was also a lot of contempt and ridicule mixed in.

The old man and the secretary ignored it and walked towards the head seat at the round table at a leisurely pace.

There were five chairs stacked side by side.

Compared with the surrounding chairs, it looks taller and more luxurious.

The old man's target was one of them.

Because he knew there was his seat there.

But before the old man came near,

Two figures flashed in front of him and blocked his way one after another.

They are Sakura Prime Minister Taro Ishiba and South Korean President Yoon Geun-hye.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Chairman? You're in such a hurry, where are you going?"

Yoon Jin-hye smiled with a fake smile and her tone was yin and yang.

Before the old man could speak, the secretary took a half step forward and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner:

"Since we have come to the secret meeting place, we naturally have to sit down and hold the meeting."

"President Yin, please move aside and don't block our way."

Yoon Jin-hye glanced at the secretary and rolled her eyes.

Without moving, he continued to talk to himself:

"I'm blocking your way? Haha, maybe you're going in the wrong direction?"

"Those five seats are not for just anyone to sit in."

"You!" Upon hearing this, the secretary's eyebrows immediately raised and his eyes showed anger.

He wanted to open his mouth to refute, but the old man patted his shoulder and pushed him back.

The old man had a kind face and a calm tone:

“I wonder what President Yin means by this?”

"What do you mean?" Prime Minister Sakura sneered:

"It means you are not qualified!"

"Do you really think it's before the apocalypse? You have both the strength and the status?"

"The world has changed, old man. There is no place for you Chinese in those five seats!"

"If you know what's best for you, just hide in the corner. Hahahaha..."

Before Ishiba Taro could finish his words, the secretary couldn't help but take action.

A tremendous mental force burst out from his body and hit Ishiba Taro like a solid wall!

Although due to the restrictions of the rules, the opponent cannot be injured.

But the severe mental shock still made this unscrupulous Sakura Prime Minister drink a lot.

The extreme dizziness impacted his nerves, causing Ishiba Taro to stagger and kneel, and he lay on the ground vomiting violently.

Although the secondary target, Yoon Geun-hye, did not lie on the ground like Prime Minister Sakura,

But his face was still pale and the situation was not optimistic at all.

The old man looked at the impulsive secretary helplessly, and said to Ishiba Taro calmly:

"It seems that the Prime Minister is not feeling well. If you really can't bear it, go back and rest."

"After all, being a dog is not an easy job. You should pay more attention to your health."

"You... ugh... ugh..." Ishiba Taro wanted to refute, but the dizziness in his head took a long time to go away.

He could only watch helplessly as the old man stepped over him and walked towards the five chairs.

In the end, it was Yoon Jin-hye who used a calming item to rescue him from the vomiting.

"Baga, despicable Chinese people!" Ishiba Taro growled in dissatisfaction as he watched the old man sit down.

Yin Jinhui sneered and comforted her:

"He can only jump around now. When the Lighthouse President comes, how can he be so arrogant?"

"That's right!" Ishiba Taro wiped his mouth and smiled grimly:

"At the meeting later, I will make him realize the situation clearly and humiliate him severely!"

A minute passes in a flash.

Leaders from various countries sat around the round table.

It’s not a small amount, but it’s definitely not a lot either.

After all, the impact of the apocalypse is too great.

Moreover, the time of this meeting was set after the first rift erupted.

There are many small countries that have weak strength and have not produced powerful people. They have long been in name only and have been divided into small forces.

Naturally, I can't attend international conferences.

After a formal opening speech, Lighthouse President Tripp spoke first:

"The apocalypse breaks out, and the world pattern changes and resets."

"I called you all here this time mainly to solve two problems."

"The first problem is to deal with the king-level monster on Sakura Island."

“The second issue is to restore the permanent members so that order can take back this chaotic world.”

"Let's first discuss how to deal with the 'Flame Poison King' on Sakura Island."

After Tripp finished speaking, he sat down, and Sakura Prime Minister Ishiba Taro stood up and spoke:

"As you can see, Sakurajima is unable to kill a king-level monster on his own."

"Being able to trap it is already the limit."

"So I beg you to send us a helping hand to defeat the Flame Poison King together!"

"Otherwise, our oceans will become extremely toxic and the environment on Earth will no longer be suitable for human survival!"

As soon as the words fell, the Emperor of the Mao Bear Country started to curse:

"He's just a king-level monster, and he's crying and begging for help."

"Are all of you Sakura people pigs without fighting ability?"

"You would rather confine it to a corner and continuously pollute the seawater than spend a little money to kill it completely!?"

Someone started talking first, and someone else immediately followed suit:

"Don't you Sakura people value the spirit of Bushido the most? Send the death squad up there!"

"Yes, if a few people die, I don't believe that we can't kill a king-level monster!"

"Yeah, call your lighthouse dad for help. If that doesn't work, just drop two nuclear bombs!"

Faced with a cacophony of discussions, Ishiba Taro was not panicked, but instead showed a hint of a triumphant smile in his eyes.

He stretched out his hands and pressed them downward, signaling everyone to be quiet.

Then he showed a bitter look and said in a sad voice:

"Our Sakura country is small in area and the population is not large."

"Although many powerful players have emerged, they are still far from enough to deal with the Flame Poison King."

"As for the use of nuclear weapons..." At this point, Ishiba Taro looked meaningfully at the position where the Chinese old man was:

"After the apocalypse, the rules changed."

"High-lethality weapons such as nuclear bombs can be considered as mass-killing weapons before the end of the world."

"At this moment, there is no way to cause damage to the king-level monsters."

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