Chapter 418 As expected, an accident occurred
All of the above plans are recorded and can be told to important people.
There are others that are currently being planned but it has not yet been confirmed whether they will be implemented.
Therefore, Zhao Hong did not tell Li Qi.
However, Li Qi is pessimistic about the plans made by various countries.
Their ideas are indeed good, but in Li Qi's opinion, none of them is as good as the idea of the Wenxian Sect of the immortal cultivation civilization, which allows people to enter the painting to avoid crisis.
Although the 'Twelve Golden Immortals' headed by Zhu Xingyuan may not be really alive, they have at least continued the civilization of cultivating immortals.
In another way.
Apart from them, who nowadays knows what the Questioning Immortal Sect is and what the Holy Demon Sect is? All traces of the entire Xiuxian civilization have been wiped out, leaving only some remnants of myths and legends to prove that Xiuxian civilization once existed.
Thinking about the immortal civilization, Li Qi was silent for a long time.
He did not tell Zhao Hong what he saw and heard in the rain forest. After thinking quietly for a while, Li Qi asked Zhao Hong about the Twelve Golden Immortals Diagram.
"Can I see the Twelve Golden Immortals?"
"You want to see the Twelve Golden Immortals?"
Zhao Hong was very surprised to hear Li Qi say this: "If this picture is not activated, it is just an ordinary ink painting. If you want to activate it, you must go through the discussion and approval of several decision-makers in the bureau. With your current authority... it is difficult to see it."
"Then how can I gain the permission to see the Twelve Golden Immortals?"
"…If you can help the members of the Hidden Dragon Class graduate successfully, maybe…it's possible."
Zhao Hong said uncertainly.
Li Qi exhaled and said faintly: "I don't want to hear 'maybe'. I want you to be sure that I will have the authority to see the Twelve Golden Immortals Picture."
The Picture of Twelve Golden Immortals is considered one of China's "national treasures" today, perhaps the only one.
After all, if all the Twelve Golden Immortals left the map, they could seal the extraordinary pollution. By analogy, if China was willing to sacrifice human lives and summon the Twelve Golden Immortals without limit, they might be able to "seal" all the pollution in the world! The reason they didn't do this was, first, they were not sure if the Twelve Golden Immortals could do it, and second, even if they sealed the pollution in the world, it would be useless. The source of the pollution was not clear, and it was very likely that they would seal the pollution and then new pollution would be created somewhere else.
But no matter what, this rare item is of utmost importance to China and not something that ordinary people can access.
Even Zhao Hong was not qualified to touch this rare object.
Even if he could not get rid of his identity as a multi-faceted spy, he would never be qualified to access the Twelve Golden Immortals Diagram in his life.
What's more, Li Qi has not yet been completely trusted by the upper echelons.
But the Twelve Golden Immortals are related to the civilization of cultivating immortals, and Li Qi must see them no matter what. However, he does not want to fall out with this country which is very similar to the country he came from before he traveled through time, so he is willing to access the Twelve Golden Immortals Map through formal channels.
Perhaps hearing something from Li Qi's tone, Zhao Hong asked:
“…Is this thing important to you?”
"It's very important. I got some information, so I want to talk to the 'Golden Immortal' in the picture."
"What information?"
Zhao Hong asked subconsciously, but when he saw Li Qi's half-smile, he immediately shut his mouth.
No matter what kind of information it was, Li Qi would never tell him.
He scratched his hair, messing up his originally stylish hair, and finally said to Li Qi: "...Okay, I can only say that I will try my best to apply for permission for you to see the Twelve Golden Immortals Picture when the time comes, but I can only try my best. After all, this is all I can do."
Even though Zhao Hong was parachuted into a certain city as a leader as soon as he returned, he was actually only a middle-level manager in the 057 Bureau.
A person of his status could not be in a higher position, and therefore he did not have much authority.
Being able to help Li Qi apply to see the Twelve Golden Immortals was already the limit of what he could do.
Zhao Hong couldn't do any more, after all, even he didn't have enough authority.
However, Li Qi only needed a promise from Zhao Hong. After listening to what Zhao Hong said, he nodded with satisfaction:
"That's fine. By the way, when do we leave for the capital?"
"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be five days later."
Zhao Hong calculated the time and responded.
…
Although the sky is no longer the territory of humans, at least airplanes can still fly as usual, which can barely be considered good news.
It’s just that without satellite navigation, the way aircraft determine their position in the sky has returned to its original state.
Radio and other methods are needed for positioning.
And because it is now completely dark, it is difficult for aircraft to confirm their position by using landmarks, so all navigation in the sky needs to be under the command of the tower.
This further increases the difficulty of flying.
Therefore, today’s airplanes generally fly one-way when heading to their destinations. They must confirm that there are no other airplanes in the air on the route before they can make long-distance flights.
Li Qi therefore waited for a long time, until the airport on their side was ready for takeoff, and then he could take his team members to the capital.
But what Li Qi didn't expect was that another accident happened on the day of departure.
…
The airport, which was originally a public place where anyone could enter as long as they paid money and passed the inspection, has now become one of the restricted areas established by the government.
Ordinary people are no longer qualified to come to the airport. Even high-level officials must be reviewed and approved by higher-ups before they can enter.
The reason for such strictness is to prevent pollution from spreading from the airport to other cities.
After all, what is troubling us now is not the dark sun or the cold, but the various types of pollution that seem to be everywhere and spread in various ways.
Therefore, any transportation is strictly controlled, and airports, train stations, and bus stations are all major targets of official monitoring.
Under such strict monitoring, if there is any sign of pollution, the entire airport, or even the entire city, will be immediately blocked to ensure that no pollution leaks out.
Like...now.
"Quick! Seal off the airport and activate the Level 2 crisis plan! No one is allowed to enter or leave! Notify the people at Bureau 057, tell them there is a pollution outbreak here, and have them come over to deal with the pollution as soon as possible!"
The person in charge of the airport stood in front of the monitoring room, staring at the surveillance camera in front of him, and gave orders to others.
At his command, all personnel in the airport were mobilized, the airport was blocked, and thick iron walls were erected, including the monitoring area where the airport manager was located. Defense railings were also lowered outside.
But all this did not make the person in charge take his eyes off the surveillance camera.
The surveillance camera shows the scene outside the airport.
Those staff members who were outside in the cold kept coughing and spitting blood, and used up their last bit of strength to walk into the airport.
But the airport was blocked inside and outside, and they could not get inside at all. They could only watch the thick iron door fall and die in despair.
They looked like they had a contagious disease.
However, airport officials know that this is a form of pollution.
A kind of pollution similar to an infectious disease!
Its transmission method and source are still unknown. All we know is that when they discovered the first case of similar symptoms, the scene had already become uncontrollable.
It takes no more than three hours from onset to death, and even if they die, their bodies will be contagious! When the airport manager knew about the contamination, it had already broken out in the airport.
After all, no one knew that the pollution would come so quickly! Who would have thought that the symptoms that were just similar to those of ordinary flu would kill people completely in less than three hours?
The first area to be contaminated was the medical station in the airport, followed by the service area near the medical station.
After that, other places fell one after another, and people fell down one after another like harvested wheat.
The airport manager looked at the surveillance footage with bloodshot eyes.
His heart was filled with sadness and panic. He was sad for the deaths of his subordinates and panicked about his own impending death.
He didn't think he could survive.
Because the way this pollution is spread... seems to be through the air.
"Ahem... Director, we... ahem... what should we do?"
In the airport monitoring room, which had already been isolated, a girl's cough and cry for help were heard.
The person in charge was stunned when he heard the cough. He slowly turned his head to look at the girl beside him. He saw that her face looked abnormal and she kept coughing as if she had a cold. Her expression was sad and she sighed: "...Write a suicide note while we still have time."
"Suicide note..."
After hearing what the person in charge said, the girl's already pale face became even paler, her eyes turned red, and tears flowed:
"Director, we...we are going to die, right...cough cough cough..."
"Yes." The person in charge did not hide the truth from the people here. He turned his head and stared at the tragic scenes coming from various surveillance cameras. He slumped in his chair as if he had lost his strength and exhaled a long breath.
"…We are all going to die, and no one will come to save us."
The pollution outbreak is very fast and the mode of transmission is unclear. Currently, we only know that it is air pollution.
The most crucial thing is that for all the pollution that we know about so far, whether it has been dealt with or is in progress, all the people who have been contaminated have never been freed from the pollution until they die.
The same goes for non-lethal pollution.
So it's just like what this little girl said.
They are all going to die, die in this big tomb called the airport, and no one will survive.
Feeling the tightness in his chest and the itchiness in his throat, the person in charge couldn't help coughing a few times. Then he found a pen and paper and wrote his suicide note on it.
Since death is inevitable, let's leave the last thing in this world.
I hope that the authorities will not seal off the entire Chunhui City like they did to Suhe City.
That way there is a possibility that their suicide notes could be seen by others.
But if Chunhui City is also sealed...
Thinking of this, the person in charge suddenly laughed at himself.
If a city with a population of two million can be abandoned just like that, then what will the suicide notes left by these people mean?
(End of this chapter)
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