I'm not a drama god

Hearing Sun Zhongliang's answer, Chen Ling's eyebrows raised slightly, seeming a little surprised.

He originally thought that he needed to get rid of Director Sun first, and then lead his men away. Unexpectedly, the leader of the 749th Bureau was more decisive than he thought at the critical moment...

"However, I still want to remind you." Sun Zhongliang spoke again.

"After two rounds of nuclear strikes, there is still a lot of radiation and pollution left on the surface of Wushan. Long-term exposure is extremely risky. At best, you will develop a lifelong disease, and at worst, you may die of organ failure... It is up to you to decide whether to leave or not."

As soon as these words came out, some people's eyes began to hesitate, and whispers sounded in the conference room.

"Let me be frank with you. Not only is there radiation, but Mount Wu is also filled with all kinds of horrific disasters." Chen Ling said calmly.

"If you are afraid of death, then stay here and don't go to the battlefield to cause trouble. If you are not afraid of death... then please follow me and go to the edge of the gates of hell to rescue some people back."

"Those who are willing to die and kill the enemy can follow me into battle." Ying Fu also spoke calmly.

After saying that, the two of them didn't waste any more time and turned around to walk to the other end of the stone corridor. As two reshaped electric lights burst out again, a straight passage leading to the surface of the earth stretched infinitely from the darkness...

Chen Ling and Ying Fu had said everything that needed to be said. They did not expect all of their people to go to the battlefield, but if they could have a few more helpers with decent strength, their chances of breaking through the disaster would greatly increase.

Scarlet warning lights flashed in the conference room. Everyone looked at the two departing figures and stood there in a daze for a moment.

"I'm coming too!"

An excited voice suddenly sounded from the secret passage.

Everyone looked back and saw a young man holding a lion dance headgear, who suddenly jumped out from it. Colorful flames ignited from the headgear, and the next moment he turned into a huge lion dance, stepping on nothingness, shaking his head and following behind the man in the bright red costume.

In the secret passage behind him, Shen Nan, who was squeezed to the back, took out the Nuo mask speechlessly, followed him quietly, and muttered:

"Do all lion dancers love to show off so much?"

The strong follow-up of Sun Bumian, the seventh-level "old senior", and the appearance of Shen Nan, the strongest fighter in Shanghai, made everyone present couldn't help but get excited.

Facts have proved that the power of role models can really mobilize emotions, and for a moment everyone was ready to move!

Han Xiang, who had been silent in the corner, slowly stood up.

He brushed his black hair, which had turned silver roots, and took a long sigh. He then walked slowly forward. Seeing this, the people who had gathered in front of him immediately made way for him respectfully.

"Your Majesty has issued an edict, and I will not refuse even if I die."

Seeing this, everyone around couldn't help but sigh:

"Mr. Han, how old are you? Do you still want to go to the battlefield?"

"My body is already unhealthy, and I have to go up there and be exposed to radiation... This... Sigh..."

"Mr. Han is truly righteous."

"..."

After Han Xiang, Zheng Zhiqing, Wang Yuanrong, Li Huang...all the ministers who had been conquered by Yingfu before or in the past two days, stood up without hesitation, walked out from every corner of the conference room, and followed Yingfu!

If Chen Ling were here, he would inevitably be surprised to see this scene. After all, at first glance, there are as many as eight or nine people!

During this period of time, has Yingfu's strength expanded to this extent?

More and more figures followed the two emperors. In addition to Chen Ling and Ying Fu’s original followers, more figures who had never had anything to do with them began to stand up!

"It's okay to die. I've learned all these skills, and there will always be a day when they will be useful!"

"I want to see what's so terrifying about those... alien monsters!"

"Damn it, if we can save some, the better! Our Shinto has been hidden for so many years, it's time to let the world see it!"

"Isn't it for the sake of showing off my skills today after twenty years of hard training?! Let's fight them!!"

"..."

The gears of fate turn under the coupling of two imperial destinies.

An invisible vortex is drawing in most of the Shintoists of this era... and at the end of the vortex, which is as sharp as the claws of a monster, is a wildly growing forest of bitter flesh.

"Grandma...how come Chen Ling has become so strong after just a few days of not seeing him?" Yao Qing couldn't help but say as she watched Chen Ling's departing back.

Yao Qing remembered that when he met Chen Ling a few days ago, he could only fight with Nie Yu. In the blink of an eye, his aura had become so terrifying that he even felt that even Xiao Chunping might not be Chen Ling's opponent...

After embarking on the Qingshen Road, Yao Qing was complacent and determined to surpass Chen Ling and leave him far behind, but now it seems that the gap between them has become even bigger.

Xiao Chunping looked at the bright red opera robe going away and the old Han Xiang who was hurriedly following behind, and a complex look flashed in her eyes.

She took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, and slowly let go of Yao Qing's hand.

"...Grandma?" Yao Qing's heart tightened.

"My dear grandson." Xiao Chunping looked back at him, a doting smile on her wrinkled face, "My dear grandson, grandma has to go out for a while... You just wait here obediently, okay?"

"No! Not good!!" The thing Yao Qing feared the most happened. He grabbed Xiao Chunping's hand again without hesitation.

"Grandma! Your current body is not strong enough to withstand radiation and fighting... So, Grandma, you rest here, I will go and rescue people with Chen Ling! I am also very capable, and I will definitely not hold him back..."

Yao Qing's voice was already a little tearful. In fact, when Chen Ling told him about the situation outside, he had already sensed that grandma would not sit idly by... In addition, her mortal enemy Han Xiang followed them. How could she be willing to hide underground like this after being proud all her life?

Seeing Yao Qing holding on tightly with red eyes, Xiao Chunping's eyes flashed with relief, and her voice became gentler:

"Grandma doesn't have much time left... She has quietly embroidered for her entire life, and she doesn't want to die in peace. The embroidery silk is delicate, but it can also kill the enemy... At least, we can't let the world only remember the old man's calligraphy and forget our embroidery skills."

Xiao Chunping has been embroidering all her life, from a small embroiderer to a master. She has been quiet for too long... Even if it's only once, she wants to leave in a bang.

"No... Grandma, you still have a lot of time!" Yao Qing cried loudly.

"Didn't you tell me that if I go down this path, I might be able to live forever by relying on embroidery? Give me a little more time, and I will definitely reach that point... I will make sure you stay healthy and live a thousand years, grandma!"