After the exhibition ended, Gu Man sat alone in the backstage.

"Why do you look so grim when the applause is so loud?"

Long Yue walked in with a cup of hot tea and placed the tea next to her.

"Long Yue, don't you think this is strange?"

"What's strange?"

“Before the show, someone had been investigating my team members.”

She paused and whispered,

"Also, there have been a sudden increase in rumors about me online."

"Rumor?" Long Yue frowned.

Gu Man picked up his phone and clicked on a comment at random.

【Gu Man's technological breakthroughs are so rapid, I'm afraid he's preparing for war. 】

"Look, it's like this. There are a lot of similar speculations, all guiding public opinion."

Ryugetsu Ichirin:

"Who dares to do this to you?"

"Liu Hongsheng."

Gu Man uttered three words.

On the Communication Planet, it is clear who wants to harm her.

"I'll make a call." Long Yue's brows furrowed even more tightly.

"Don't worry, he won't jump around for too long."

Within hours, online commentary spread like wildfire.

[Will the proliferation of technology lead to a global arms race? ]

[Is she trying to use technology to create a world hegemony? ]

Various voices continued to accumulate, even attracting the attention of the international media.

With the international media adding fuel to the fire, public opinion became increasingly heated.

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The sky was dark and a huge storm was sweeping in like the wrath of the gods.

Song Lufeng stood at the commanding heights of the Xuanwu base, gazing at the vibrant steel city beneath his feet.

This is a miracle that was created by the spark of technology from three hundred years ago, and it stubbornly bloomed in the end times.

Dozens of maglev tracks crisscross the city, with trains loaded with supplies shuttling back and forth at high speed.

In the core area of ​​the city, nuclear reactors stand tall in the clouds, flashing with faint blue light.

The production line of the mecha factory runs day and night. The parts of new mechas are assembled one by one, emitting a cool metallic luster.

Xuanwu City, which was once on the verge of extinction, now has a surviving population of over two million.

Human reproduction and technological progress are all recovering like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Song Lufeng looked at the civilians and soldiers walking on the street, the young mothers holding their babies, and the tender children chasing the morning sun.

Nuclear energy, magnetic suspension, mecha, the evolution of these technologies has already made this place the strongest fortress in the apocalypse.

A sense of satisfaction that he had never felt before welled up in his heart.

He knew very well that Gu Man had once again changed the fate of the end of the world!

And he is the only one who knows best about this change!

"City Lord, Tu Rong requests negotiation."

Mr. Shu came in hurriedly, his face full of hesitation.

"What does he want?"

Song Lufeng's tone was cold and his eyes were as cold as ice.

"Food, fresh water, and armor and weapons."

Shu Weng gritted his teeth and said.

"What are the terms of exchange?"

"An alien spirit weapon."

The air froze, and the roar of the wind and rain seemed to be blocked out.

Song Lufeng's eyes turned cold, and a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Oh, he doesn't even dare to use it himself?"

Mr. Shu lowered his head and dared not speak.

"Bring him here."

Song Lufeng's voice was calm, yet full of pressure.

When Tu Rong was brought into the reception room, he looked frightened.

His armor was full of cracks and his expression was gloomy. The former overlord of the apocalypse was now like a beast cornered.

"Song Lufeng, let's get straight to the point."

Tu Rong spoke in a low voice, with a stiff smile on his face.

"The weapon in my hand can destroy the Xuanwu base. You know that."

"Really?" Song Lufeng sneered, raised his hand, and the holographic projection lit up instantly.

"This is the defense system of the Xuanwu base."

His voice was low and cold.

"It can absorb any form of energy attack."

Tu Rong’s smile froze.

"Do you want to try it?"

Song Lufeng approached step by step, his eyes as sharp as knives.

Tu Rong's Adam's apple moved and he pretended to be calm.

"My weapon is the Soul Harvester. You know its power!"

“So, you don’t dare to use it.”

Song Lufeng's voice was cold, and he looked at him with a half-smile.

Tu Rong was stunned, his face changing from gloomy to bright.

The three hundred years of technological spark, in the cycle of destruction and rebirth, has already evolved into an invincible force in the world.

Nuclear energy - an energy barrier that devours everything;

Magnetic Suspension - A Steel Network Across the Wasteland;

Mecha - Use cold metal as a shield and destructive power as a blade.

These three technologies have evolved to the extreme in this wasteland, becoming a nightmare for any invader.

Xuanwu City is a miracle.

And there is only one creator of miracles - Song Lufeng.

Tu Rong finally realized that he couldn't shake this man.

This is not an ordinary city, but an iron fortress built by will and faith.

Song Dynasty music is its soul and its guardian.

"Tell me what you want."

Song Lufeng leaned back in his chair and stared at him coldly.

"Food, fresh water, and armor and weapons."

Tu Rong said in a low voice, with a hint of reluctance,

"In exchange, I will give you control of the weapon. Only I can activate this weapon."

"That's all?"

Song Lufeng raised his eyebrows slightly, his voice cold and sarcastic, "Is this all your life is worth?"

Tu Rong gritted his teeth.

"My people need to survive! Your Xuanwu base is rich in resources, but my men can no longer hold on!"

Song Lufeng stared at him and did not answer immediately.

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He tapped his fingers lightly on the tabletop and spoke after a moment.

"very good."

Song Lufeng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a hint of sneer.

"But you want resources, and this weapon alone is not enough."

"Then what do you want?" Tu Rong asked impatiently.

"I want you to take my people to the wilderness to gather up the scattered survivors."

Song Lufeng's tone was cold.

"You know the places and how to find them."

Tu Rong was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily:

"You're asking me to run errands!"

"No."

Song Lufeng stood up, his tone was filled with an unquestionable chill.

"I'm giving you a chance to live."

Tu Rong stared at him, clenching his fists tightly, as if he wanted to refute, but he finally lowered his head:

"Okay, I agree."

"very good."

Song Lufeng turned around and waved his hand.

"Negotiations over. Send him out."

A few days later, Tu Rong led a team of special envoys from the Xuanwu base and began to search for survivors in the wilderness.

When the first group of survivors arrived at the Xuanwu base, their clothes were tattered and their eyes were full of fatigue and despair.

"Welcome home!"

Everyone was waiting outside the city to welcome them. The entrance to the city wall was filled with large pots of delicious meat porridge!

Pass the porridge to them!

These people went crazy when they smelled the fragrance!

It smells so good! It really smells so good!

They were so hungry that they couldn't stand the sudden aroma. They immediately ignored everything and just rushed over to eat it!

After regaining their strength, they found that the residents of Xuanwu City all had rosy complexions and were neatly dressed, which made them extremely envious.

"Look at their hair, so shiny and clean!"

"Not like us, dirty and slovenly!"

"Also, they have some flesh on their faces and bodies, not like us who are pale and skinny!"

"Look what that is! A giant steel city! A sacred city!"

Some people noticed the iron city behind them and were shocked to the point of their scalps going numb!

What a city it is! It seems to be built on the back of a turtle, filling the entire view, magnificent and splendid!

After seeing the high walls and shining lights of the Xuanwu base, some of the survivors could not help but kneel on the ground with tears streaming down their faces.

“Is there really hope here?”

A survivor asked, choking with sobs.

"Of course."

The captain who greeted them said in a deep voice, full of hope and pride!

"Xuanwu Base is humanity's last hope."

That night, Song Lufeng stood in the conference room, staring at the marked points on the holographic map.

"Tu Rong's operation went smoothly."

Shu Weng walked in and said, and nodded to Shi Hai, Cheng Fang and others.

He knew some of them, but he was not familiar with them.

For example, Liu Zui.

She is a queen with a cool and beautiful appearance, and is a newcomer brought by Gu Man to change his destiny.

Of course, in their minds, this girl is not "new". This sister has explosive power that is totally inconsistent with her appearance.

An S-class flaming superpower, when activated, the flames gather on her sword's blade, with extremely strong killing power!

She is a fanatical believer in romance!

According to historical records, her ancestor was Liu Hongsheng.

Liu Hongsheng opposed Gu Man for his own benefit, but she became one of the believers!

I have to say, fate is a very subtle thing!

"He will try to betray us."

Song Lufeng didn't raise his head, but his tone was icy cold.

"But as long as he still needs our resources, he won't make any rash moves."

"What about the alien weapons?"