Reborn and Hoarding Hundreds of Billions in Supplies

Mou Xuan reborn three months before the apocalypse, and with his awakened time ability, he was as if blessed by the heavens.

He calmly and decisively used his ability to travel to the future,...

Chapter 74: Foreign Enemies Return: Crisis Reappears

"That guy Mao... is here again!" The man finally caught his breath, his face as pale as paper, "He... he has joined forces with several other groups of superpowers, saying that he wants to... wants to..."

"What do you want? Swallow us?" A Noon Alliance mutant stood up suddenly, his fists clenched so hard that they made a clattering sound, his face full of anger.

As soon as these words were spoken, the originally cheerful atmosphere froze instantly, and a sense of tension filled the air.

The alliance members looked at each other, worry written all over their faces.

"Annexation? Do they have the ability to do that? I'm afraid they are just playing with snakes!" Another Noon Alliance psychic snorted disdainfully, but there was a hint of uneasiness in his tone.

"Don't underestimate the enemy! Mao is a treacherous and cunning guy, we must be on guard!" The Wei Alliance administrator pushed his glasses with a serious expression, "Maybe this is a trap, waiting for us to jump in!"

"What should we do? Are we just going to sit there and wait for death?" The Noon Alliance's superpowers were anxious, "We haven't avenged our last fight yet! We must teach them a lesson this time!"

"That's right! Brother Xuan, give the order! Let's fight them!"

"Fight? What are you fighting for? Do you think you're living too comfortably?" The Un-Alliance administrator retorted without any hesitation, "If Brother Xuan hadn't intervened in time last time, we would have been wiped out! Why are you showing off now?"

The two sides were on the verge of a war again, and the tense atmosphere spread again within the alliance.

Mou Xuan frowned and said nothing.

The leader of the Mao superpowers has joined forces with other groups and is coming with great force, and should not be underestimated.

If we attack rashly, we may fall into the enemy's trap; but if we do not take action, the morale of the alliance will be low, which will boost the ambitions of others and destroy our own prestige.

He rubbed his temple and felt a headache.

The dilemma made him feel very conflicted.

An atmosphere of anxiety spread around him, and people around him could feel the pressure emanating from him.

Chen Yao stood behind him silently, her eyes full of worry, but she didn't dare to speak out to disturb his thoughts.

"Brother Xuan..." Chen Yao called softly.

Mou Xuan raised his head and took a deep breath, "Yaoyao, what do you think we should do..."

Just as the alliance members were arguing, a shrill alarm suddenly sounded in the distance, breaking the tense atmosphere in the meeting room.

Everyone looked out of the window at the same time, and saw a group of psychics approaching the alliance base at lightning speed on the distant skyline.

It was a new united group of superpowers led by the superpower leader Mao. They were large in number and very aggressive.

"That guy Mao is here really quickly!" The psychics of the Noon Alliance immediately came back to their senses from the argument, and stood up, ready to fight.

The non-alliance administrators quickly issued a defense order, and everyone was nervously preparing their combat equipment.

However, the enemy arrived faster than expected.

Almost at the same moment the alarm sounded, the first wave of attacks came like a tide.

The alliance's psychics responded hastily and the battle broke out instantly.

The enemy's attack was fierce, like a tiger descending from the mountain with ferocious momentum.

The alliance's psychics seemed a little unprepared under the enemy's fierce attack, and their defense line was once in jeopardy.

"Kill them! Don't leave any alive!" The arrogant voice of the Mao superpower leader echoed on the battlefield. His voice was full of unquestionable orders and fanatical murderous aura.

The enemy's fighting style is extremely ferocious, and every one of them is like a madman who is not afraid of death. Their attacks are as dense as a rainstorm, making the alliance's psychics feel tremendous pressure.

At this critical moment, Mou Xuan finally calmed down.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly opened them.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and there was an extra determination and calmness in his eyes.

Using his time ability, he quickly understood the enemy's attack rhythm and weaknesses.

"Everyone listen to my command!" Although Mou Xuan's voice was not loud, it shocked everyone like thunder.

He quickly analyzed the situation on the battlefield, and then calmly directed the alliance's psychics to carry out targeted defense and counterattacks.

"The psychics of Group Chen, you are responsible for the left line of defense, you must stop the enemy's offensive!" Mou Xuan's words were full of authority, "The psychics of Group Wu, you are responsible for the right side." Following Mou Xuan's order, the psychics of the alliance quickly adjusted their combat posture.

The psychics of Group Chen quickly gathered together and formed a solid barrier; the psychics of Group Wu were not to be outdone and they all met the enemy's fierce offensive.

Under Mou Xuan's calm command, the alliance's psychics gradually stabilized their position.

A feeling of admiration spread among the alliance's superpowers, and the tense atmosphere eased slightly.

The traitor Chen stood out among the enemy group, his eyes flashing with betrayal, but Mou Xuan was not distracted by him.

"Get ready, the real battle is coming." Mou Xuan's voice was low and firm. He clenched his fists and his eyes swept over the alliance's psychics, as if giving everyone silent encouragement.

At this moment, he suddenly turned to look at Chen Yao and nodded slightly.

"Yaoyao, are you ready?" Mou Xuan's voice was full of trust and determination. His eyes were firm and full of hope, as if telling everyone that they would win this battle.

Mou Xuan curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer, "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Brothers, give them a surprise!" A team composed of elite psychics disappeared into the night like ghosts and quietly went around the enemy's rear.

This team is Mou Xuan's secret weapon. Each of them is good at fighting one against a hundred, and stealth assassination is their specialty.

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