Chapter 278 The Backlash Begins
"Ah what?"
Wei Jianshe saw Qiao Lan's stunned face and just smiled.
"Little boy, you don't think that we have no connection with the leaders of other countries, do you?"
Qiao Lan didn't quite understand: "But Saint Yes..."
Wei Jianshe said: "They are very powerful in the other side. They are not just a company. You can think of them as the ancient Vatican."
"It's still a little different." Qiao Lan scratched his head.
Although she did not study hard, she roughly knew that religion had played a certain positive role in the ancient West.
And Saint Yes, this evil water company, has always been against humanity.
Wei Jianshe said, "I mean power. Contacting his elders is like engaging in diplomatic activities in the apocalypse."
The world is in a mess, and the old man is also very upset about having to flatter the evil forces.
"So, do they know about the Crown's betrayal?"
"I think they already know the basics." Wei Jianshe laughed. "What's that look in your eyes? It wasn't me who snitched. They have spies and communication methods in the capital. The reception for Wang Guan was so grand, with planes and tanks, so before I could communicate, his spies had already reported it overseas."
The official welcome to the crown was as grand and high-profile as that to the envoy of Saint Yeshua, just to show a friendly attitude.
At that time, no one knew why Wang Guan wanted to see him.
To be honest, Wei Jianshe did not expect that Wang Guan would betray the church as an apostle and reveal a lot of internal information about the Presbyterian Church.
The human heart is so unpredictable... The old man feels like he wants to express his feelings on behalf of the Presbyterian Church.
The Seventh Apostle acted on his own and asked to see the authorities in a high-profile manner. Soon after, many of Saint Yes’ secret bases in and outside the capital were raided by the authorities. This must have made the Elders’ Council furious.
However, during the overseas communication just now, a certain elder on the other side was not angry. They politely discussed matters related to the post-disaster reconstruction of the world, exchanged friendly greetings, and casually mentioned the apostle's request for a meeting before ending the communication.
"Hypocritical human beings."
Qiao Lan grinned.
He asked, "Grandpa Wei, what's next?"
"Next, those warheads should be arriving soon."
"ah!"
Qiao Lan exclaimed, thinking it was insidious.
On the surface, you are communicating with others in a friendly manner, but secretly you even drop a nuclear bomb on them?
"Don't look at me like that. This is my second warning." Wei Jianshe was extremely dissatisfied with Qiao Lan's reaction. His face was stern. "It wasn't our warhead that was dropped. Can we just throw that thing around? We have it to deter others, not to throw it around randomly."
"That?"
"It was lost by Country E in the north."
Wei Jianshe told Qiao Lan that the nuclear war between some countries had been going on for a long time.
Country A drops a missile today, and country B retaliates with one tomorrow, and the two go back and forth. There was once a stupid country that dropped dozens of missiles crazily and destroyed its arch-enemy. Of course, this stupid country was later killed by other countries.
Our area was once shrouded in the shadow of a nuclear crisis. In the early stages, the higher-ups actively mediated, formed alliances, and adapted to various circumstances. Coupled with good luck, we were able to barely squeeze out a glimmer of survival space in the chaos of the world nuclear war at the beginning of the apocalypse.
Later, warheads were dropped on them, but the defense system had been restored by then, and luckily a technological breakthrough was achieved, giving it extremely strong defense capabilities. Therefore, it successfully intercepted those warheads and kept the area safe.
Now that the era of nuclear chaos has passed, no one has dropped warheads in two months. Today, Country E's wave is targeting several secret scientific research centers in Saint Yes, with the intention of destroying them.
"If we attack others, we should persuade Country E. Too much nuclear radiation is not good for the entire planet. But attacking Saint Yes is like using unjust means to uphold justice, so we still have to support it." Wei Jianshe said.
Not only did he provide emotional support, he also revealed the coordinates of a secret base reported by the Crown to Country E. Combined with several other locations discovered by Country E's spies themselves, Saint Yes was going to suffer a great loss this time, and its scientific research level would drop significantly.
This is a blessing for the whole world.
After hearing this, Qiao Lan raised her hands and feet and cheered.
Had this happened in her previous life? She didn't know. As a survivor from the bottom, she was completely unaware of the power struggles at the top of the international hierarchy. But regardless, the situation in this life was definitely much better than in the past.
"Grandpa Wei, you're not just chatting when you tell me this, right?"
The old leader was very busy. Qiao Lan felt that he must have a purpose for not rushing back for the meeting.
As expected, Wei Jianshe laughed heartily. "Kid, you're quite clever. I'm telling you about the world situation so you can strengthen your faith. Don't be frightened by Saint Yes or other evil forces. Just focus on what you want to do. We old guys can't match the energy of you young people. Rebuilding the world still depends on you. We'll work hard to keep the place going, and you guys just have to do the big things!"
"Hey! Okay!"
Qiao Lan made an OK gesture to the old man.
The situation had developed to the point where the apostles had all defected and were demanding their private territories. If she still harbored doubts about the development of Blackwater Town, would she still be considered a qualified Reborn? She might as well have brought shame upon the Reborn and just committed suicide.
"Boss! How are you!"
At this time, in the suburbs of Beijing.
Wang Guan, who was on his way, suddenly shook and fell off the off-road motorcycle.
Fortunately, the men behind him reacted very quickly. The man in red flew over and caught him, and the man with great strength jumped over and grabbed the ownerless motorcycle that was running around.
Blood oozed from the corners of Wang Guan's mouth, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyeballs were almost popping out of their sockets in pain.
The man in red and the strong man looked at each other, worried.
The backlash has begun!
Is it so easy to be the seventh apostle?
The Presbyterian Church has extremely strong mental and physical control over the apostles sent out. Once they betray, they will suffer backlash and even destruction.
In fact, betrayal is simply impossible.
Wang Guan is a psychic, and a mutated psychic at that. His abilities are extremely powerful, which is why he evaded the psychic surveillance of the Elders Council and acted on his own in secret.
But he could not escape the subsequent devastating punishment.
"Boss, can you hold on? Can you hear us?" The man in red stretched out his finger and waved it in front of Wang Guan's eyes.
Wang Guan coughed up a mouthful of blood.
His face was distorted with pain, but he could still smile.
"Take it away, I'm not blind and I can hear!"
He gasped for breath, twisted his body, broke free from the arms of the man in red, and stood on his own.
The desolate suburbs, with ruins and wilderness everywhere, were covered in a gray haze. Wang Guan walked forward along the broken and twisted road, struggling to move his legs.
After receiving a special potion from the Elder Council, he was also branded with a mental mark. Once his betrayal was known to the Elder Council, destruction would automatically begin.
At this moment, every cell in his body was collapsing and destroying, and every electrical signal connection in his brain was breaking.
After a while, it wasn't just the corners of his mouth that started bleeding.
His skin was oozing with blood, his hair was dripping with blood, and his whole body had become a blood gourd, leaving bloody footprints with every step he took.
The blood stretched along the road.
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