Transcendent Dawn

"Harris City?"

"There's a big mysterious side exchange meeting there recently!"

"It's hiding there? Is there a hidden stronghold of the Ancient Snake Society in the city?"

"No... it should be said that he still dares to stay within the federal territory?"

"Notify immediately... No, block the news first!"

Then, as witnesses and supervisors, the eyes of several Bureau 11 agents and other professionals who were also supervisors lit up.

But the expressions of Dr. Turing and Stephen became more tense, staring at the pages of the book.

"Apocalypse" has disadvantages. After every "divination", it will give a "prophecy", which is catastrophic in nature, and it will definitely come true!

"I prophesied..."

Soon, following the silver writing, a line of blood-red fonts appeared: "...White Eagle Federal City, Fort Cod, a major earthquake will occur. The epicenter is in the city center, and the magnitude is... 8.5!"

"Oh... Goddess!"

Dr. Turing covered his face, jumped up suddenly, and roared with distorted expression: "What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up...notify the authorities and prepare for disaster relief! If you take a step slower, there may be tens of thousands more casualties... "

"This...is this what it did?"

Stephen stared at the "Apocalypse" in front of him, a little soft-footed. Although he knew it a long time ago, he still couldn't believe it after witnessing it with his own eyes: "It can cause large-scale natural disasters...is the 'price' of the previous answer?"

"Yes, every prophecy must be accompanied by a disaster, including tsunamis, storms, wildfires, earthquakes, and even meteorite impacts... Each time at least thousands of people were killed or injured... This time it was even more violent...I doubt that, Every previous prophecy will make it more 'awake' and 'powerful', and the consequences will be more disastrous... Until it is full, do you want to continue?"

Dr. Turing's eyes were red.

Stephen immediately looked at the thickness of "Apocalypse", and found that two-thirds of it had been turned over, perhaps full of prophecies, and only one-third of it was on the last page.

"For example... what will happen if you write to the last page?" He found that his voice became dry.

"Who knows? It may be the destruction of the world..." Dr. Turing said: "We have tried any method we know, but we can't completely destroy it, and we can't send it out of this world, whether it is through 'sacrifice' or 'Discard'... and once it feels 'dangerous', it will start to predict disasters like crazy!"

"Of course... it is also possible that it will disappear automatically after it is full...but no one dares to gamble!"

Dr. Turing looked at Stephen who was starting to sweat with bloodshot eyes: "Director? Do you want to continue?"

"I... I want to ask for instructions."

Stephen took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat.

Although the top leaders of the Federation had made up their minds before, it was based on the premise that the disaster predicted in "Apocalypse" was not too terrifying.

For example, the last predicted earthquake was only magnitude 6.7, and the epicenter was not in a densely populated area.

But this time it was level 8.5 from the start! Still downtown! Stephen estimates that the entire city of Fort Cod will be destroyed, right? The casualties may be even more severe than the last Niah attack!

At such a price, it is no wonder that the Federation has been reluctant to activate it even if it could not catch the Ancient Snake Society and the Black Death Society.

And now, he also felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.

Even with authorization, if the disaster caused is too terrible, he may still be pushed out as a scapegoat!

No, it should be said... definitely will!

Such is the nature of federal politicians!

He went out, came to a certain place, activated a communication device on a mysterious side, and heard a roar from the opposite side as expected.

After a long time, Stephen returned to the secret room with a pale expression: "The experiment is suspended, doctor... please deal with the follow-up..."

After speaking, he staggered out.

"I hope the chief will not be demoted..."

Turing made a prayer gesture to let the others leave, and he was the last to walk out of the secret room.

At the last moment of leaving, he glanced back at "Apocalypse", his expression suddenly became indifferent...

...

Harris City.

Sulu, who changed his face, got off the steam train with Rhodes, who was slightly disguised.

"A lot of people... It is indeed a famous tourist city."

Rhodes sighed.

Although the train stations in other big cities are equally prosperous, they don't have such a crowded feeling.

"Yes, and... there are many strong people..."

Sulu lowered his voice.

He has observed many powerful auras from the spiritual world, and there are quite a few professionals on the same train alone!

In normal times, this is extremely abnormal, but when it comes to the upcoming exchange meeting, it is very reasonable.

Because Harris City originally had a huge secret realm as a trading place, just like Charles City, and became a famous mysterious side black market nearby.

And after the news that the exchange conference was about to start came out, the number of professionals who flocked here increased at a frightening rate.

At the entrance and exit, there are serious-looking security personnel patrolling, and Sulu even feels the hidden professional atmosphere.

"Security has also improved a lot... It's normal... After all, so many extraordinary people have poured in, the local church and Bureau 11 are under a lot of pressure..."

Sulu smiled secretly in his heart.

Professionals have more or less an 'extraordinary' mentality, and some forces are more likely to distort people's minds, making them violent, irritable, and inclined to solve problems by hand.

Therefore, in cities with more professionals, the security problem is more severe.

Now that more than half of the federation's professionals have been attracted, the city has literally become a powder keg.

Seeing the excited faces of some ordinary tourists beside him, Sulu couldn't help sighing secretly.

This is the unwitting 'Muggles'.

Perhaps, now is their rare time of peace. With the continuous turbulence of the spiritual tide, what kind of strange appearance will the future world turn into? Which unknown road will the wheel of history turn to?

He took a deep breath, carried his suitcase, and walked out of the bustling site with Rhodes.

"There is still some time now, we can go to have some light meals first, and find a cheap hotel by the way... But it can't be near here. The hotels near the train station generally have bad reviews and are also very expensive."

Rhodes rubbed his hands.

"It's rare that you don't want to pitch a tent in the wild..."

Sulu rolled his eyes: "Let me handle these things."

If it was handed over to Rhodes, he would definitely choose the cheapest small hotels with a majority of lower-class people. The conditions are not bad, and the sound insulation is even more tragic.

Almost do something loud in the room and the whole building can hear it.

This is very inconvenient for them who act secretly.

"Okay...you come."

Rhodes muttered in a low voice: "Is the salary of the research institute so high?"