"I'm looking for trouble? So what? Either we relocate the whole country, and I'll see if the reserves of psychics in Korea can stop us. Or do you really think that one Lee Hyun-jo can destroy our great Korean Republic?" Lee Jae-ryong still clung to his ridiculous pride, always believing that he still had a way out.
As a result, he completely disregarded everyone, and even when asking for help, he adopted an arrogant and condescending attitude, expecting others to grovel before him.
"I haven't heard anything this funny since the zombie virus outbreak. Good luck to you all. With the few remaining members of your South Korean country, who can you possibly kill?" Old Huang chuckled and hung up the phone.
He was quite certain that Li Xuanzu possessed the combat power to destroy a nation, but in the context of China, the Korean peninsula was at most a provincial-level region.
Lee Jae-ryong was still cursing something, but all he got in response was a busy signal on the phone.
"Damn it! Why is everyone against me! Why!!!" Whether it was an illusion or not, Lee Jae-ryong's originally jet-black hair had turned a few strands of white at this moment.
"Call a national conference! Everyone, relocate the capital!" Lee Jae-ryong left with these words, not giving anyone else a chance to say anything more. He simply glanced coldly at everyone, finally fixing his gaze on Jung Seung-woo, and slammed the door as he left.
Lee Jae-ryong was really anxious. In just one day, he was not only scolded by Lee Hyun-jo, but also constantly mocked by Jung Seung-woo in a sarcastic manner. Even Old Hwang, whom he couldn't see clearly, ridiculed him severely.
This was something he, who was used to wielding great power in South Korea, absolutely could not swallow.
The public was naturally unhappy and complained bitterly.
"I don't care whether you lowly commoners come with us or not. All the spirit cores of the Korean nation are in our hands. If you don't come, any third-tier zombie can wipe out all of you here!" Lee Jae-ryong directly tore off the mask of pretense.
They didn't actually have to go this far, but Old Huang's attitude had always been very good, which gave them the illusion that Old Huang had to help them, even though that's exactly what happened.
They simply didn't want to expend manpower to deal with the fourth-tier zombies. The third-tier psionicists from South Korea were different from Leng An and his group; their teamwork, strength, and combat awareness were on a completely different level.
Leng An has extensive experience in fighting zombies, and his cooperation with the other three is also excellent. On the other hand, the psionicists in South Korea rarely encounter powerful opponents after reaching the third tier. When they encounter slightly stronger zombies, the group leaders will send a large number of civilians to serve as cannon fodder.
Therefore, if they were to actually deal with that fourth-tier zombie, there would be no chance of victory without at least ten people working together. Moreover, that fourth-tier zombie was surrounded by quite a few third-tier zombies. They didn't have Leng An's abilities, and clearing out the small fry would consume too much manpower.
This time, the leaders of the six major groups, along with their subordinates, numbered more than fifteen third-tier psionicists.
After witnessing the power of a third-tier psychic, the public knew that attacking would be suicidal, so no terrorist attack occurred, and they became much more docile.
Preparing to relocate the capital was a major undertaking, but time was of the essence, and there was no time for long-term planning. They could only hastily leave with some important supplies and documents.
However, it's impossible for South Korea to take all of these hundreds of thousands of people with them.
In response, South Korea has maintained its consistent approach—selecting the best options.
Some of the skilled workers had already joined the group, or had been killed for refusing to submit. They only selected the strong and healthy labor force to build the new home.
There are also some women whose job is to reproduce, and that's all they are responsible for. The pretty ones have already been chosen. It's true that beautiful women are a source of trouble in times of chaos.
Their so-called "new homeland" is, of course, the incredibly weak and vulnerable country of North Korea in their eyes.
What they didn't know was that the number of third-tier psionicists in the Korean Empire was skyrocketing. Once Li Xuanzu returned to Pingcheng, his third-tier combat power would far surpass that of the Korean Empire.
However, Lee Jae-ryong's condition was a bit off; it was as if... he had gone mad.
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