Chapter 125 Chapter 125
The Goldberg Variations were played in the streets and alleys.
Ordinary passersby could not hear the tune played by this spiritual power and their expressions remained normal.
Only the sentries and guides raised their heads and looked around, wondering where the music came from.
The long and magnificent aria carries a divinity that soothes the heart.
It is like the mercy of the gods brushing over your head, making you close your eyes and pray involuntarily in order to gain inner peace.
Green grass grows silently all over the earth.
Bring the sound of music to further and further places.
This is a very long process.
Ou Xu placed one hand on the ground, resting his chin on the other, and asked curiously, "Music therapy...will it work?"
Xia Meng shrugged and said, "For ordinary people, it's just a common auxiliary treatment. For example, the 'Lullabies' by Mozart, Schubert, and Brahms, Mozart's 'Double Piano Sonata K448,' and Bach's 'Goldberg Variations' are all well-known therapeutic music, effective for patients with depression, mania, and even epilepsy. Moreover, now that this music is infused with my spiritual power, the effect on the Sentinels is even stronger."
This is not her original method.
In their guidance center, there are actually guides who use sound as a supernatural power to guide the sentries.
She looked off into the distance. "Many Sentinels actually only use a small dose of the Guide Factor, so Hermann's impact on them isn't as significant as one might imagine. This method can help us send out those low-level, ordinary Sentinels who aren't severely affected."
Ou Xu nodded, seeming to understand. After a moment's thought, he asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid of sending those special agents out as well?"
Xia Meng looked back at the curious boy with amusement and patiently explained, "I've already informed Director Zhou that the Black Tower's special agents will wear special earplugs that can block out the sound of music."
Ou Xu: “Oh~”
Curious Baby asked again: "How many people do you think you can send away this time?"
Music therapy is already working.
Xia Meng could feel that gradually more and more people were being sent out of her Vientiane.
Sometimes, you stop while walking on the road to listen to music that comes from nowhere.
Some were working in the office, watching the grass creep in from the window, then a morning glory bloomed in front of them and started to blow the trumpet at them.
In other cases, the radio suddenly starts playing music in public places with a lot of people.
People stopped in confusion, and as the music poured into their ears, countless points of light began to emerge from their bodies from the inside out.
They all heard a female voice gently say at the same time: "It's time to wake up, everyone, and return to your original path."
…
Reality, downtown Beijing.
In the temporary command center built by the military.
Major General Wang, the military officer in charge of directing the rescue and evacuation of the capital, was confronting the deputy director of the Black Tower who had suddenly appeared before him.
Major General Wang suppressed his anger, frowned, and slammed the table, warning, "The rescue work is urgent now. You can't just stop it. What if there are still potential dangers left, and more innocent people are implicated? Can you afford the consequences?!"
Luo Xunfei rubbed his forehead, feeling furious at the stubborn Major General Wang.
As expected, I’ve always heard that the Black Tower and the military are at odds.
Because the business scope of both parties overlaps a lot, they meet countless times in various mission situations.
There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. As the conflicts become more frequent, it is inevitable that both sides will compare with each other more.
The Black Tower's advantage lies in the physical fitness and special abilities of its sentinels and guides, while the military's advantage lies in its possession of various high-tech equipment.
The competition between special humans and humans in genes and technology has never stopped for many years.
This time, the special humans killed each other and caused a catastrophe for themselves. It's good enough that the military didn't take advantage of the opportunity to add insult to injury.
Most importantly, all military actions must prioritize the safety of ordinary people's lives.
Now those frenzied sentinels have calmed down, but who can guarantee that there are still some that have slipped through the net?
Now this inexplicable guide in front of them actually asked them to suspend the evacuation work, and instead send the fainted and unconscious sentinel guides to the hospital for treatment first... If the rescue is delayed and someone dies, who can bear the responsibility?
Luo Xunfei placed his hands on the table, staring intently at the major general. He spoke with great force, emphasizing each word, "I told you, if anything goes wrong, I'll take responsibility."
However, Major General Wang was well-informed and didn't buy his rhetoric at all. He suddenly asked, "Are you responsible? How can you be responsible? Will you pay with your life?"
Luo Xunfei was about to speak when he was interrupted by the sound of footsteps.
An officer came running in and shouted a report.
Major General Wang straightened his collar, which had been ruffled by the quarrel, and said solemnly, "Speak."
The officer shouted, "Several teams reported a few minutes ago that many frantic Sentinels are gradually showing signs of awakening. The team's military doctor has already conducted a diagnosis and the Sentinels are conscious and showing no signs of attacking."
Conscious?
No signs of attack?
Major General Wang turned his head suspiciously and looked at Luo Xunfei.
Could it be that what this person said is true?
Luo Xunfei straightened his back, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can you hand over the command to me now?"
…
Xia Meng opened her eyes and murmured, "Almost two-thirds of the people have been sent out."
The effect of music therapy was a little better than she expected.
Two-thirds is actually a very impressive number.
At that time, she brought as many as 100 million people into Vientiane.
This is equivalent to about 60 to 70 million people being sent out at the same time.
I hope Luo Xunfei can control the situation.
Ou Xu was surprised: "Two-thirds? That's so much!? Doesn't that mean it will be over soon?"
Xia Meng turned around and said, "Don't be too optimistic yet. The ones that were sent out are all low-level sentries, so they weren't affected that deeply. The ones that remain are the hard nuts to crack."
Having said that, she turned and walked out.
Ou Xu said "Hey" behind her: "Where are you going?"
Xia Meng didn't even turn around: "Let's go and carry out the next plan."
No one knew how much longer Herman could be trapped.
They have to race against time.
Xia Meng walked to the conference room downstairs.
At this time, Wang Xiangyi and others were holding a meeting here.
They brought in the heads of all the black towers around the world and were holding an emergency meeting.
Xia Meng stood at the door and waved to Wang Xiangyi.
When he came closer, she lowered her voice and asked, "How's the progress?"
Wang Xiangyi said, "They're still wrangling. What we're doing is tantamount to openly challenging headquarters, so they're naturally not going to make any rash decisions."
"But fortunately, Li Zhou still has some prestige." Wang Xiangyi glanced at the man sitting in the main seat in the conference room.
Xia Meng nodded.
She was confident in Li Zhou.
Needless to say, his status in the eyes of the major black towers is obvious.
I don't know if it was intentional on his part over the years, but many of the Black Tower leaders who were originally at odds with the headquarters now maintain very good relationships with him, and some even seem to be supporting him to replace them.
Now that Li Zhou stood up, the leaders of the Black Tower who had originally stood on the same side with him immediately voiced their support.
At the conference table, Li Zhou noticed her gaze and turned his head to look over.
Then he smiled at her with a firm look in his eyes to reassure her.
Xia Meng nodded, then raised her hand and pointed upstairs, making an OK gesture.
This means that the first step of their plan has been completed.
Li Zhou understood, retracted his gaze, raised his hand and knocked on the table in the conference room, interrupting the two factions that were confronting each other on both sides of the conference table.
At this moment, Hermann and his son were missing, and it was revealed that they had close ties with the notorious White Night Organization, so they had to be excluded from this meeting. At present, the only one who had the strength and reputation to stand up was Li Zhou.
The quarrel in the conference room stopped, and everyone looked at Li Zhou silently.
Li Zhou then spoke slowly: "Let me remind you all, I'm not inviting you to cooperate with me today, but to inform you. This plan must be carried out, and the action has already begun -"
The Black Tower leader from Hermann's faction asked hesitantly, "What action?"
Just as he finished speaking, the people in charge of the Black Tower began to receive feedback from various places in their jurisdiction.
A large number of unidentified plants suddenly appeared all over the world, growing wildly and making strange music.
At the same time, the sentries who heard the music began to mysteriously disappear...
The people in charge of the Black Tower looked at Li Zhou with doubtful expressions.
Everything coincided with what he said.
Is this really the world of Vientiane?
"Oh yes, I forgot to tell you the code name of this operation——"
Li Zhou curled the corners of his lips calmly. For a moment, the expression on his face looked somewhat similar to Xia Meng's, mischievous.
He glanced at Xia Meng.
Xia Meng lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at him and silently uttered three words.
Li Zhou withdrew his gaze, scanned the real-time images of the Black Tower leaders sitting at the conference table, and slowly said, "Judgment Day."
The final judgment in the Bible, the day that determines the fate of mankind.
Death in all things is eternal death.
Will be left here forever.
Therefore, now is the time to decide the fate of special human beings.
The head of the Moscow Tower stood up and said readily, "I understand the plan. Moscow... no, all Black Towers in Russia will fully cooperate with your command. I will organize the special forces operation now."
More than a dozen Black Tower leaders in Africa also immediately came out to express their views.
Afterwards, several European and Asian leaders looked at each other and then slowly stood up to express their willingness to cooperate.
Xia Meng did not continue to pay attention to the situation in the conference room.
She went to the security center downstairs.
At this moment, the special service department has become the general dispatch room. Zhou Qishou is here, directing the operations in Beijing and surrounding areas in real time.
Xia Meng walked over: "What's going on?"
Zhou Qi said, "Specially made inhalable guide element compressed gas canisters are already being produced. The first batch of 3,000 will be delivered in about half an hour."
The plan for the second step is also very simple.
The production process of guide agent injection is time-consuming and labor-intensive.
So Zhou Qi suggested that compressed gas would be cheaper and more efficient to produce than injections.
Beijing Tower had recently invested in the construction of a factory specializing in the production of compressed guide gas, which has not yet been put into use, so the possibility of being infiltrated by Hermann's people is extremely low.
Zhou Qi said, "I've seen that a can of compressed gas can fill a space of about 1,000 square meters in one minute, about the size of a school auditorium. Conservatively speaking, it can cover at least 800 to 1,000 people at a time."
The first batch consisted of 3,000 copies.
Xia Meng thought for a moment and said, "Let's prepare to send half to Russia and Africa first."
Zhou Qi nodded and patted the dispatcher sitting behind him on the shoulder: "Arrange two special service planes and send them over immediately."
"yes!"
…
The Black Tower's secret operations continue in full swing.
Another hour passed.
Xia Meng stood outside the isolation room on the fifth underground floor of the Black Tower.
Through the thick isolating glass, he looked at Hermann who was sent by Emil.
At this time, he was unconscious, his hands, feet and neck were restrained, and he was locked in an S-level isolation room with the highest level of prevention and control.
Xia Meng carefully observed his expression.
I saw that his facial features were stretched out, and I didn't know what he was experiencing in the world of sandbox.
This was probably the beautiful dream he had always dreamed of.
pity.
They're all fake.
Xia Meng turned around and thanked Emil. She raised her hand and gathered her spiritual power in her palm. She said, "Using Sky Split three times in a short period of time must be a big strain on your body. How about I take you out first?"
If I continue to stay in Vientiane, the burden will only become greater.
She looked at the corner of Emil's mouth and could still see traces of blood wiped away.
Emil shook his head and said softly, "I'll stay."
Xia Meng looked at him in surprise: "Are you sure?"
Emil nodded slowly: "Well, let's just consider it as...atonement."
Even though... he was already full of sins.
Xia Meng blinked and slowly put down her hand.
"Okay."
She smiled and said, "There's an old Chinese saying, I wonder if you've heard of it."
Emil: "What?"
Xia Meng: "The sea of suffering is endless, turn back now."
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