Gate of Revelation Chapter 815:

"But...I don't understand, deacon."

Tongyou sat back in his original seat, lowered his head to prevent his expression from showing, making himself seem like he was thinking.

Zhonglong was sitting beside him. Neither of them spoke, nor even made eye contact, but they were always talking through the team channel.

The other big bosses around are silent, while the lower-level staff are talking in low voices or busy.

Although no one really wants to see what happens next, it is clear that everything has reached the point where it has to be done.

After more than 70 years, the second actual use of nuclear weapons in human history turned out to be thrown down by their own hands in the country where they were invented.

After today, the Pearl of the West Coast, the City of Angels, and Los Angeles will always exist only in people's memories and remaining data.

"If you have something you don't understand, tell it!" Despite his expressionless face, the voice of the zombie dragon sounded very happy.

"In fact, think about it carefully...I haven't changed anything." Tongyou hesitated for a moment, and slowly said: "Everything I said, and the final decision, are the idiot President himself will say Yes. And the response of the directors and ministers is also obvious, they did not contradict this decision. In the final analysis, there is no other option besides using nuclear bombs to wash the ground. So..."

"So you think this is a superfluous act?" Zombie laughed: "Since I can predict this ending, why do you want to take the president's body to make this decision, right?"

"Yes." Tongyou admitted honestly.

"Because you always think that your skills are useless. Even if you successfully occupy the body of a powerful monster, you can't get their abilities, so you always feel that your skills are purely useless. But you— —Forget about such a thing."

"What...thing?" Tongyou was still at a loss.

"The order for the final launch of the nuclear bomb was issued by the President of the United States. And now-you are the President of the United States."

"What's the area..." Tongyou was halfway talking on the team channel, suddenly stood up from his chair, and screamed like crazy: "Ah!!!"

"Mr. President?!"

Everyone was taken aback, looking at the flushed face, the president jumping frantically on the spot.

"It's okay...It's okay!" Tongyouqiang endured his excitement, waved his hands vigorously, and said loudly: "I'm fine! You all sit down! No, do your own thing!"

"Do you want to understand?" Zonglong still has no expression on his face, but the voice in the team channel is full of pride: "Whether it is the boss? Those monsters? Or the others in this dungeon. Regardless of all the participants, they will all be judged to have been killed by you. Even though-you did not even move half of your finger at all."

"Yes? I understand!" Tongyou had already sat back again? His body was still trembling slightly: "So, all the points? Will belong to me?! Those ten million-level monsters..."

"It belongs to our team." Zonglong smiled: "Our Starfall Team Greater China."

"Of course! Of course!" Tongyou almost wanted to jump up if he didn't have to pretend to be the president now? He clung to his deacon? He kissed him 10,000 mouthfuls on his face.

"Wait—"

Tongyou suddenly remembered something: "Then, the deacon, the Meteorite team, they will also die? In our previous cooperation with them..."

"So what?" Zonglong sneered indifferently: "Don't you think? Their growth rate is a bit too fast? We only cooperated with them for fifteen instances? But their current strength , What point has it reached? Although every time we can successfully complete the dungeon and get more rewards than usual, it is obvious that they have not disclosed everything to us.

In our previous cooperation with them? We did get a lot of benefits, but they will only get far more than us. Continue like this? Sooner or later they will become a stronger team.

What's more, they haven't actively contacted us for two months. Not only that? Even secretly went to North America to participate in the copy. Obviously, they have already used it up? They plan to kick us away. Even if you continue to maintain a good relationship with them? It doesn't make any sense. In future copies? We can no longer get mission guidance from them.

If this is the case, of course, we must kill this team in the bud before they have fully grown.

Otherwise... sooner or later, they will become stronger than the resident team of Zero City, stronger than the thorny flower group! "

"What you said... makes sense!" At this moment, Tongyou's heart was not only admired, but admired: "But isn't there still a cinnabar transaction between us and them? If they are killed , What about the supply of cinnabar?"

Every month, the deacon will transfer 10,000 points in exchange for ten kilograms of star sand.

But these stars have never been used by the deacon.

Of course, since becoming the leader of this team, the deacon has been leading the team members to win, which gives him the prestige enough to put an end to all doubts.

On this point, Tongyou has always been strange.

"You don't need to worry about this." Zonglong smiled faintly: "The number is enough."

"The quantity... is enough? What are you planning to use them for?" Seeing that Zombie Dragon was in a good mood today, Tong You simply asked.

Zanglong did not answer Tongyou’s question: "Tongyou, you now know how powerful your skills can be with the proper copy and proper arrangement, right?"

"Yes, deacon." Tongyou replied quickly.

"Similarly, only I can maximize your strength." Zonglong's voice sounded very enthusiastic: "You are the most important person to me in this group. I treat you , Will no longer hide any secrets. Of course, it is not a convenient time. After this copy is over, I will tell you the effect of the cinnabar."

"Mr. President, the launch procedure is all ready, just waiting for your password input."

The chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff came over and whispered in Tongyou's ear.

"Go, enter the password with your hand, and win this copy!"

Even though there was only a voice, Tongyou still seemed to see the zombie dragon smiling at himself.

……

On the side of the highway, the fortress was surrounded by mutants in the mountains and plains, constantly impacting.

Although some casualties occurred in the process, most of the teams have already withdrawn into this small temporary fortress and desperately resisted.

But there are too many variants around. This small fortress is almost like an isolated island surrounded by the sea, withstanding the repeated impact of the tide.

In the distance, new long-range mutants have appeared, and the number is more than before, scattered on three commanding heights, constantly bombarding the fortress with acid sacs.

Most of those acid sacs were exploded in the air, dripping acid dripping all the way, pouring other mutants on the ground all over.

Although they are both variants, it does not mean that other types of variants have a corrosion-resistant skin. There have also been many casualties under the splash of acid. But for the huge number of these variants, it is not at all painful.

There are three levels in the fortress. Corundum is at the top level. He presses his hands on a wall, closes his eyes, and continuously activates the skills with all his strength.

The entire surface of the fortress is covered with a layer of crystals. Compared with metals, although these crystals are much worse in toughness, their corrosion resistance is far stronger than that of metals.

Those acid spilled on the fortress, although also slowly corroding the crystal shell, at least will not be burned through immediately. With the ability of corundum, the crystals continue to grow, which can barely offset the corrosion of the acid.

But the problem is-maintaining the crystal shell of an entire fortress is still too much for him.

In just fifteen minutes after entering the fortress, Corundum's face has turned pale.

"In the end...how long do you want me to support...for how long!" Corundum gasped and asked in a low voice at the tire behind him.

"I don't know! Hold on if you don't want to die!"

The tire said coldly without looking back.

In front of every shooting hole around, there is an awakened person or player standing, constantly firing outwards. Behind everyone is a pile of ammunition.

In the center of this layer, there are only two people, Tire and Xia Xiaolei.

The tires frowned, looking at Xia Xiaolei.

And in Xia Xiaolei’s arms, he hugged tightly——

A mutant!