Global Freeze: I built a doomsday safe house

Dáriberg had a proud smile on his lips.

He said casually, "Anyway, we've pretty much figured out the situation in the Dark Sun Forest."

"I'm not afraid to tell you, not long ago we encountered a mental polluter from the Dark Sun Forest. His ability index was as high as 45000 points! But we still managed to take him down easily!"

"You should know who needs to solve your crisis, right?"

After Dáriberg finished speaking, he waited smugly for the praise from others.

He longed to see the shocked expressions on Zhang Yi's and King Arthur's faces, hoping they would admit that Fremont's Inhumans were the most powerful and the main force of the allied forces.

But after waiting for a long time, he did not receive the response he wanted, which made Darzhiborg somewhat dissatisfied.

Zhang Yi and the others stood there, their expressions somewhat strange.

They all stared at Dariberg, while Zhang Yi's lips twitched uncontrollably.

He reminded himself: No, I must hold back, but laughing out loud now would hurt their pride.

Everyone was feeling extremely uncomfortable.

In Dazhiborg's eyes, this became a fact that he was unwilling to accept Fremont's record, hence his expression of inferiority and pain.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. We Fremens have always been a warlike people! Strength is our hallmark!"

Alexei, however, sensed something from the faces of Zhang Yi and the others, but he didn't say anything. He simply stepped aside and watched Dariberg's performance.

Morana's lips curled up almost imperceptibly.

She slowly stepped forward, her gaze sweeping calmly over the surrounding ranks: "Darzhiborg, you're exaggerating. You can't even defeat a mental polluter, yet you dare to talk about saving the world?"

"It's just a trivial matter."

Zhang Yi nodded in agreement; there really wasn't much to say.

He single-handedly killed several mental polluters, including some at the knight level. Have you seen him talking about it every day with a megaphone?

However, he could understand Morana and the others.

After all, a mental polluter with a superpower index of 45000 is definitely a big boss-level existence for human superhumans.

But, but, but, everyone present had witnessed Zhang Yi killing mentally pollutants as easily as cutting melons and vegetables!

Morana looked at Zhang Yi and said coldly, "You don't need to worry anymore. Because our Fremont team has arrived! Only we can truly resolve the crisis on the moon."

Dáriberg chimed in, "Yes, yes, the moon's crisis would have descended into chaos long ago without the warriors of Fremont! It's a pity that you people can't even defeat a single Corruptor for several days."

The warriors of Fremont burst into laughter, nodding in approval, clearly energized by their own words.

Their laughter was full of confidence and arrogance, as if the fate of the entire universe was in their hands.

The others exchanged glances, feeling somewhat awkward.

Morgan and Brian, in particular, clearly didn't take Frimons's words seriously, looking at these smug guys with a hint of amusement on their faces.

"Haha, these guys are really good at bragging."

Morgan chuckled and teased in a low voice.

"But it's no wonder, after all, every 'fighting nation' likes to boast about themselves like this."

Brian shook his head, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes: "That's right, it sounds earth-shattering, enough to make us little guys bow down."

Just as the warriors of Fremont were getting more and more excited and seemed incredibly arrogant, Brian walked over unhurriedly.

He patted Dariberg on the shoulder casually and smiled: "Dude, you guys were pretty good at taking down the mental polluters! 45000 points of superpower index? You guys are practically the superheroes of the entire planet Earth!"

Dáriberg waved his hand.

"I dare not accept the title of hero; you are truly great and deserve it!"

"After all, you all escaped beyond the Dark Sun Forest. Only our Pantheon fought a real battle and killed a Mental Polluter!"

He glanced at the crowd and said in a somewhat reproachful voice:

"Alright, we don't have time to waste here! We need to get back as soon as possible and find the spark. After all, every day we're late, the danger on Earth increases!"

Professor Leonardo da Vinci took a deep breath and gave the dog a look.

"I'm going to throw up if I listen to them any longer! Tell them the truth!"

Why should Brian speak?

It would be too hurtful for anyone to talk about this.

But if it comes from a dog's mouth—it's even more comical.

Brian cleared his throat, then walked up to the crowd in the Pantheon, his eyes drooping, and spread his hands.

"What crisis? The crisis has been resolved! We called you back to inform you that you can return to Earth!"

Brian's tone remained calm, but his words struck the Fremont warriors like a hammer blow, leaving them speechless for a moment.

"You...what did you say?"

Dáriberg's smile froze on his face.

Morana and the warriors of the Pantheon stared at it in astonishment.

They suspected they were hallucinating, or that the dog hadn't learned human language properly.

Brian said lazily, "Under the leadership of my good brother Chaos, we have found the spark and handed it over to the Lunarian Empire."

"Now, the seal has been reinforced, and it's all over."

“In other words,” it spread its paws, “there’s nothing to do, just calling you back.”

Brian continued, "So, my heroes, there's no need to boast anymore. The crisis on the moon has long been completely quelled. Your heroic deeds, even if recorded in history books, will probably only be a transitional event."

The warriors of Fremont froze for a moment, their smiles stiffening for a few seconds.

Dázhberg, in particular, had his mouth slightly agape, clearly unable to believe what Brian had said.

Morana's smugness vanished instantly, replaced by shock and embarrassment.

Jusserberg muttered to himself, "This... can't be right?"

They wanted to argue that even they, as a group of powerful individuals, had expended tremendous effort to deal with a single person who had become a mental polluter.

They were still a long way from venturing deep into the Dark Sun Forest.

But now you're telling them that Zhang Yi and the others not only found the fire seed and resolved the crisis on Earth in just two days, but also had time to come and pick them up?

They were all unwilling to accept this fact, but their gazes swept over everyone present.

The look in the eyes of these renowned powerhouses on Earth had already given them the answer.