Chapter 518 Awaiting the Final Result
Han Shuo pondered for a while before slowly loosening his grip on the Tang sword. After calming down, he nodded.
"Okay, then I'll leave it to you, Silver-haired Brother."
He could also see that the atmosphere between the two sides was too tense, and that if his group stayed, it would only further provoke the white-haired man.
It might be more effective to have someone with an older personality try to persuade them.
Similarly, he didn't want to completely break ties with these cyborgs at this moment.
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Let's go.
Han Shuo waved his hand and turned to walk out the door.
"snort!"
The fat man glared angrily at the white-haired man, then turned and left.
Afterwards, Xiao Zhao, Li Shurou, and Chen Hai also left the conference room.
The wind, however, said nothing.
He sheathed the two short blades in his hands and calmly turned his head back.
He didn't even glance at the white-haired man before disappearing out the door with measured steps.
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Soon, Han Shuo and his six companions came downstairs.
As soon as the wind came out, he couldn't stop coughing.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
He had just recovered from a serious illness and started moving around as soon as he woke up, but his current physical condition is not optimistic.
Upon seeing this, Han Shuo rushed over anxiously. He saw that Feng had coughed up some blood, which was flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"Wind, how are you? Can you still hold on?"
Feng's face was pale, but he still raised his head and shook his head at everyone.
"It's nothing. Cough, cough..."
Seeing that he was still coughing, Han Shuo quickly called out.
"Quickly, let's go back first. Shurou, check Feng's injuries again later."
"good."
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A few minutes later, the group helped Feng back to his residence.
After Cheng Shenghong and his group left, many rooms in their residence became empty.
Feng lay on the bed, his body no longer moving, and his complexion had eased somewhat. Li Shurou and Chen Hai took care of him, while Han Shuo and the other two returned to the living room downstairs, quietly waiting for news from the silver-haired man.
At this moment, all three of them looked anxious. Xiao Zhao kept looking at his wristwatch, staring intently at the time on it.
"I'm so anxious! Why isn't Silver Hair here yet? The hydrogen bomb will be launched in 15 minutes. Will he be able to dissuade White Hair from making the decision?"
The fat man next to him was also very anxious. He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, as if he was waiting for a verdict.
If the silver-haired man can persuade the white-haired man to return, then everyone will be happy. If not, and the first generation of the God of War successfully launches the hydrogen bomb, then the future of all mankind will be shrouded in darkness.
He never imagined that a simple meeting would escalate the situation to this extent.
Unbeknownst to them, they had become entangled in an event that threatened the very survival of all humanity.
Thinking of this, the fat man jumped up from the sofa and shouted in fear.
"My God, if the hydrogen bomb is actually launched, wouldn't we become the eternal sinners of all mankind?"
"Wait, no, we can't blame them. Blame the silver-haired guy. Who told him to organize this meeting?"
"Hmm... no, that's not right either. It has little to do with the silver hair. The culprit is still that white-haired stinky woman. Yes, yes, that's her."
"If humanity were to perish today, please, our ancestors, do not come looking for me. This matter has nothing to do with us."
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In that instant, the fat man completely shirked responsibility; his thought process and focus were truly unbelievable.
Of the three people present, Han Shuo was the most composed.
He was equally worried, but he knew that today's events were already beyond their control.
In that case, excessive speculation and wild guessing will only add to your troubles.
Looking at the two extremely pessimistic people beside him, he helplessly changed the subject.
"Alright, you two stop discussing this and calm down for a bit."
"Oh, okay..."
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Seeing that the two had calmed down, Han Shuo temporarily suppressed his worries.
While waiting for news from the silver-haired man, another matter came to mind.
To be honest, although the second half of his meeting with Bai Fa and the others wasn't very smooth or friendly, he still gained a lot of useful information.
In particular, he obtained some intelligence from distant Western countries.
After continuous analysis, he suddenly realized something:
If the white-haired man hadn't launched the hydrogen bomb today, and everything had proceeded as normal, it seems that when the zombie king advanced to this point, they wouldn't be able to continue fleeing westward as before.
Because the far west is mostly comprised of formerly developed countries, the living conditions there are likely much harsher.
Han Shuo didn't take the mutants all over the streets seriously, but the combination of zombie creatures made him feel somewhat wary.
Therefore, if everyone encounters any unusual situations in the future, he will need to make some appropriate changes to the escape route.
Before figuring out whether he could defeat those zombie-like creatures, Han Shuo didn't want to take everyone into danger.
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While the three people in the living room were each lost in thought, 25 minutes had passed since they left the meeting room.
At this moment, the fat man glanced at Xiao Zhao's watch and could no longer sit still.
"Oh dear, can that silver-haired kid even handle it? What if he fails? The hydrogen bomb is going to launch in just a few minutes!"
"It's over, it's over! I'm really going to die today..."
The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Han Shuo was about to say a few words of comfort when suddenly...
"Knock knock knock!" A rapid knocking sound rang out on the door.
Hearing the knocking, the three of them immediately perked up. The fat man, impatient, ran to open the door with a shout.
"Ah! They're here! They're here! They've finally arrived!"
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The door opened, and standing outside was indeed a silver-haired man.
"Brother Silver Hair, how's it going! Did you manage to persuade the white hair to come back?"
Han Shuo and the other two had their hearts in their throats, their eyes filled with anticipation as they looked at him.
"Phew~"
The silver-haired man exhaled, a bright smile on his face, and uttered the words the three of them most wanted to hear at that moment.
"I did it!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room immediately became more relaxed.
"Yaha!"
Xiao Zhao shouted joyfully from the side, and the fat man excitedly sang a celebratory song at the top of his lungs.
"The vast horizon is my love, the rolling green hills..." The song is a bit old, but it's still quite fitting for the occasion.
Then, he and Xiao Zhao started dancing to the beat.
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Han Shuo finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded gratefully to the silver-haired man.
"Thank you, Silver-haired Brother!"
He didn't ask for more details. Perhaps Feng's words earlier had intimidated the white-haired man, or perhaps his anger subsided after they left, and he eventually listened to the silver-haired man's advice.
In short, the fact that the hydrogen bomb was not launched is the best outcome we can hope for today.
However, the silver-haired man then told the three of something else.
He said they were about to deal with the mysterious "old man" and needed Han Shuo and the others' help.
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