When faced with danger, people's moods often change dramatically. Personal grudges may even vanish, and they may become even more motivated to live.
Liu Zhiyuan watched as everyone breathed a sigh of relief. He continued, "Compared to this, we have a very, very serious battle to face. This not only concerns the population of our country, but also the survival of humanity on the entire planet."
Liu Zhiyuan looked at everyone like this, and the seriousness in his eyes almost turned into solid ice. Such a scene made everyone present tense up. What kind of thing could be more serious than the zombie virus?
"About this Earth..."
After he briefly recounted the whole story, everyone fell silent.
"Are there aliens?" Liu Zhiyuan nodded.
"Will we fight them then?"
"We don't rule out the possibility of facing this," said Liu Zhiyuan.
"Then..." Everyone was silent for a moment. They didn't even know if they should ask the last question, "Can we win?"
"..." Liu Zhiyuan was silent. The other party mastered neutron space technology and was able to come here from a distant alien galaxy. It was really hard to guess what other technologies they had.
"There's some news that's not exactly good news," Xu Xuening said, looking at them. "If we can prove within 30 years that this planet can be well managed, then this human war can be avoided."
"Really?" A soldier looked at Liu Zhiyuan.
Everyone looked at Liu Zhiyuan.
"This was proposed by the other party. The premise is that we can prove within 30 years that we can really manage this planet well."
Liu Zhiyuan nodded and reiterated.
"Then... Captain Liu, where should we go now?" Duan Tianmen, who was the first to react, immediately encouraged himself. As long as the planet was still alive and mankind still had hope, none of those things mattered.
"Our first stop is to resolve the nuclear power plant leak crisis."
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At the same time, the president of Country M and many surviving senators gathered together, their eyes all fixed on the more than 200 screens in front of them.
Soon, the screens of countries D, S, C, and A all lit up. Ten minutes later, the other small countries gradually started showing their videos, but more than a hundred of them were still black.
There are currently less than a hundred countries that are organized to go out into the world. For those present, it is somewhat depressing, as this means that the situation they will face in thirty years will be even more serious.
Whether it is to eliminate the zombies on the earth or to restore world order, it has become increasingly difficult.
"Ladies and gentlemen who have survived, what I am about to talk about today may be more serious than the spread of the Sang-Xiao virus. I would like to ask you to put aside your past prejudices against each other..."
On the other side of the Earth, Country C was also looking at the other side of the screen seriously. Compared to the leader who was discussing the future fate of the Earth with presidents, prime ministers and leaders from all over the world, the people in the entire hall were even busier.
No nation, from ancient times to the present, has ever been able to accomplish the feat of governing the entire planet within thirty years. The road ahead is arduous, but it will not shake their resolve.
For the sake of survival and the next generation, they must devote all their energy to facing this matter.
"Minister, do you really mean to say that?" Everyone in their department was shocked when they received the manuscript handed over by the minister.
The Propaganda Minister nodded affirmatively. "Success or failure depends on this. Furthermore, the entire Huacheng culture needs a change." Since the apocalypse, people accustomed to a comfortable life have been devastated by this natural disaster. Not only have they lost their families and lacked supplies, but more importantly, most people have developed negative thoughts. Such severe psychological trauma is like a cold, and as time goes by, more and more people are developing these thoughts. However, there are only a few psychiatrists left in the city. For those affected by the disaster, it's a drop in the bucket.
To this end, everyone tried their best, even trying to open the radio as soon as possible, but the public's psychological trauma still did not improve.
This time, when the officials saw the letter written by the minister himself and read the contents, their hands began to tremble.
"Is this really possible?" The officials were still hesitant.
"It's time to give them a strong dose of medicine." The Minister of Propaganda said firmly and forcefully, slamming the table.
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