It turns out that the video cannot be photoshopped, not even with Hope City’s technology.

Of course, it is not ruled out that this technology has been lost in the great changes between the old and new eras, but in short, the video in front of us is 100% credible.

If it weren't for this kind of cognition that was almost imprinted in their minds, the congressmen would almost think they were watching a fake movie.

After the "Blood Puppet" left, everyone watched for a few more hours. They talked less and less, but their blood pressure kept rising. The two members of the Immortal Faction who had been trapped in special chairs for a long time even wanted to stand up.

It is hard to imagine how this scene would be used to fully utilize the resources in treating vegetative patients.

It’s just a pity that Hope City will not allow such unproductive humans to exist.

They originally thought that the "Blood Puppet" was Huangmao's cardiotonic and the source of Huangmao's belief that kept him going until now, but they didn't expect that the "Blood Puppet" was actually Huangmao's stumbling block and a shackle on him.

And now, the shackles are gone, and a monster that is not human has been released.

The yellow-haired man on the city wall seemed to have a second spring and began to wander alone between countless attack points that could be breached, like a firefighter who could fly all over the city.

When night falls, even with countless high-power searchlights, those damn bugs will still build ladders in some corners with weaker light and launch night attacks.

Some positions were lost in this way. When the city defenders discovered the stairs, groups of strange beasts had already climbed up the city wall and launched an attack on them.

Some places have even been broken through by strange beasts, but Lin Qingliu always appears in time and comes to the rescue when there are only a few city defense troops left and the tide is about to overflow into the city.

If it weren't for his presence, the strange beasts that entered Hope City under the cover of night would probably have already started the buffet party.

This is endurance far beyond the scope of human beings.

In a corner that the congressmen didn't pay attention to, the super-powered people took turns to rest every five hours. After the battle situation became relatively stable, the city defense forces also completed the rotation with some teams transferred from the east city wall near the sea and the inner city.

Lin Qingliu may not have limits, but they do.

The congressmen did not care about the rotation. It would be better to say that even if they found out, they would not be able to overturn the rotation rules they had set.

Human endurance has its limits. After experiencing a brutal battle, if you still want them to continue to fight in the future instead of being directly disabled, they must be allowed to leave the field and rest for a while.

Even if it's only two hours or one hour, as long as they know there are reinforcements behind them, they will always have faith.

Civilians may be consumables, but the city defense forces are not. Without the city defense forces, the monsters would really be able to break in the next day.

In other words, rotation of super-powered people and city defense forces is imperative, but Lin Qingliu does not need to be rotated.

This inadvertently led to a bigger problem - more and more people were seeing the fire chief's performance.

Civilians had been released from collective evacuation at dinner time, and it had been nearly ten hours now.

The civilians living near the city wall are only separated from the sea-like strange beasts by a wall. Since they are all ordinary people, naturally they don’t have the heart to sleep well in such a situation.

But according to the strict regulations of Hope City, if you rush towards the inner city area which is under martial law at this time, you will be shot to pieces.

So people with nothing to do inevitably came out to watch the fun. Even if they were going to die, they just wanted to see how the strange beast jumped in.

Now, the super-powered people, the city defense forces and countless civilians all saw the fire captain.

The other person's golden hair was particularly eye-catching under the searchlight, and the fact that he was not wearing the standard uniform of a super-powered person left a particularly deep impression on people.

In addition, with the word of mouth from the thousands of people who were rescued during the day, the yellow-haired man's fame is rising at a terrifying exponential rate in Hope City.

"The radio station is my mouthpiece, they will never report a single word about this yellow-haired guy!

"no way!"

A congressman almost gritted his teeth as he said this. His body was as haggard as his exposed arms. He began to breathe heavily after just saying these two sentences.

These words sounded particularly powerful, and coming from a congressman, they seemed very credible.

But in fact, everyone knows that this stuff sounds like bullshit like surrendering and losing half, and it can only deceive yourself.

Not reporting it and not letting people know about it doesn’t mean that people won’t ask. People have mouths on their bodies, and I hope the city has not reached the point where people are not allowed to even speak.

Everyone has actually realized that it doesn't make any difference whether it is reported or not at this point.

After this battle, the yellow-haired man will become a household hero and the "savior" that people will talk about.

"No, Matthew, you think too one-sidedly."

The elderly congressman Matthew looked at the young congressman who had begun to eat while watching blatantly, and cast a questioning look in his bloodshot eyes.

"Sharma, what do you think?"

"It's not a great opinion, but I think your mind has aged along with your body."

The young congressman with a high nose bridge, delicate face and curly hair swallowed the food in his mouth and began to wipe his mouth very politely, vaguely challenging the limit of Matthew's patience.

After hesitating for a while, he finally spoke as if he had had enough fun:

“As the saying goes, it is better to open up than to block. Now, this superpower whose origin is unknown will be known to everyone within three days. This is an indisputable fact and a general trend. We cannot go against the trend.

"But we can use the opponent's strength to our advantage."

"Speak more clearly."

Matthew's tone was cold, but it seemed as if he was suppressing a fire.

"Old man, the so-called mouthpiece is used to speak, not to shut up."

Sharma looked at the figure under the hood as if he was looking at a fossil that had just been unearthed.

"Have your radio stations and newspapers start promoting the event. Promote it as vigorously as possible. Reduce the three days it would take to make everyone aware of the event to two days or even one day. Let everyone know about the merits of this 'savior' in this battle."

When it comes to the word "savior", Sharma snorts slightly, as if he is very disdainful of it.

"Isn't this helping him gain fame?"

"Yes, this is to help him become famous."

Sharma leaned back in his chair, speaking briskly as if he had won a secret battle:

"That's the 'borrowing force' part, and then it's 'fighting force' - as long as your mouthpiece adds this message when promoting his achievements:

“The councillors were very pleased with the first battle of this secret weapon they personally trained.

“After the battle, the MPs will personally honour him.

“This exciting ceremony will be broadcast live and centrally projected to all residents of the city.”