Let you upgrade alone, you lead the country into the heavens

......

At the same time, at the Broken Dome base in Anchorage, Alaska.

Marshal Pantecost's black face was illuminated by the blue holographic display.

Hearing the suggestion of the person in the picture, he nodded.

"Yes, but Director Bai Ze, communicating with monsters is too crazy. Even the most crazy scholars would not do it."

But in the holographic interface, Bai Ze had a serious expression on his face.

Zhang Xuan issued such a warning, and there must be someone who did so, such as Newton.

He warned again and again.

"Marshal Pentecost, we advise you to proceed with caution, and keep a close eye on a man named Newton in your Science Department."

The dark face of the Pacific Rim Defense Organization marshal gradually became serious.

"Well, I'll pay attention to this matter. Director Bai, I have a question about the abnormal behavior of the poisonous dragon..."

Bai Ze smiled.

"Marshal, monsters are living creatures, so their unusual behavior is understandable."

Pantecost frowned slightly.

What are you hiding?

In doubt, Bai Ze looked down at his phone.

He was stunned when he saw the content.

It is understandable to request the Jumping Eagle helicopter. After all, this transport aircraft embodies cutting-edge technology from various countries, and only eight of them are needed to lift a mecha for strategic deployment.

Its transportation capacity can be of great use in both war and disaster relief.

However, why does Zhang Xuan want to set up a team to develop mechas? To build mechas for disaster relief?

Seeing Bai Ze's expression constantly changing, Marshal Pantecost of PPDC couldn't help but ask questions.

"Director Bai, it seems you've encountered some difficulties."

"It's not a big deal." Bai Ze shook his head.

Since Zhang Xuan wants it, let the domestic mecha development team cooperate and see what the mutual aid association can come up with.

He raised his head and spoke.

"Marshal, let's borrow a few of the Jumping Hawk helicopters from Hong Kong's Shattered Dome."

Pantecost didn't hesitate, "Okay."

Then, the light that hit his face dissipated and the communication ended.

Seeing the empty room, the Pacific Rim Defense Organization's marshal opened the communication and gave orders.

"Tendo, notify all base leaders to hold an online meeting immediately."

"Yes."

......

Anchorage Base, where the Science Department is located.

In the dim laboratory, there were only specimen jars containing monster tissue, emitting bursts of green light.

And in the depths of darkness, Newman murmured to himself.

"The fact that Bladehead and Duron destroyed Binhai City shows that they are different species, but they are carrying out a certain mission."

"Monsters are definitely not organisms in another macro-ecosystem; they must have a more complex relationship."

"By the way, since mecha pilots can enter each other's brains when they practice synaesthesia, what about with monsters?"

Thinking of this, Newman gradually became excited.

"Yes, through synesthesia, we can know the world on the other side of the wormhole, learn the purpose of the monsters passing through the wormhole, and even gain insight into the social structure they may have!"

"Hahaha, I'm such a genius!"

......

A week later.

In the suburbs of Binhai City, at the mutual aid association base.

Several black business cars arrived at the gate of the base. As the doors opened, Zhang Hailing and a group of diplomats dressed in formal attire and red ties got out of the cars.

As soon as he got out of the car, he noticed the buildings on the south side of the base.

They were prefabricated houses, most of which were six stories high.

These prefabricated houses, which are built at an incredibly fast speed, are designed to cope with the destruction caused by monsters and to relocate the affected people as quickly as possible.

But now, they have become temporary residences for members of the mutual aid society.

Around the building, you can see soldiers in training uniforms doing drills.

Zhang Hai's eyes flickered slightly.

It's only been a week, and the higher-ups have given the mutual aid association so many resources?

He collected his thoughts, went to the duty room at the door, and handed his ID to the guard.

"This is our ID. Let's go find President Zhang of the Mutual Aid Association."

The guard lowered his head and reported it immediately.

After a moment, he saluted in response.

"Commander, the president is at the training ground east of the base. You can go there on your own."

Zhang Hai looked strange.

The training ground on the east side of the base?

What was he doing at the training ground, training with his soldiers?

With doubts, he couldn't help but walk towards the training ground.

As soon as he arrived at the training ground, Zhang Hai saw that hundreds of soldiers were not training, but instead had surrounded a runway.

He parted the crowd and approached with curiosity.

Three soldiers were seen running for their lives on the track, but even though they pushed their speed to the limit, they could only watch as a figure rushed past them.

Moreover, the figure was still distancing itself from the three soldiers at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, the man crossed the finish line.

Guan Sheng, who was standing nearby, pressed the stopwatch and looked at the person crossing the finish line in shock.

The person who crossed the finish line was Zhang Xuan!

Although he was sweating profusely, his breathing was not disordered at all. Instead, he asked calmly.

"How many seconds?"

Looking at the stopwatch, Guan Sheng's eyes changed.

"4.34 seconds!"

Zhang Xuan nodded with satisfaction.

"not bad."

Guan Sheng swallowed hard.

What do you mean by not bad?

If you were to run the 100-meter sprint at the Olympics, you could set a despairing world record.

Unless genetic modification becomes widespread, or unless prosthetics like those in Cyberpunk 2077 appear, no one can surpass it.

At this moment, three soldiers crossed the finish line.

One of the soldiers stopped and couldn't help but sigh.

"President, 4.34 seconds! If you say you're an alien, I wouldn't be surprised at all."

Zhang Xuan smiled faintly.

"How is that possible? I'm a pure Earthling. Let's go! Let's take the next test."

"Okay!" Guan Sheng nodded.

After watching the two men leave and hearing the data passed down by word of mouth by the soldiers, Zhang Hai was shocked.

4.34 seconds!

If I remember correctly, the Guinness World Record for the 9.58-meter sprint is only seconds!

Zhang Xuan actually cut the world record in half.

Is he still human?

At this time, another diplomat whispered a reminder.

"Teacher Zhang, President Zhang and the others have gone far away, we..."

Zhang Hai came back to his senses and said, "Let's follow and see."

"it is good."

......

At the force measuring instrument, the instrument was surrounded by mutual aid association members.

There were bursts of discussion among the crowd.

"Tell me, how many kilograms can the president's punch hit?"

"About 300 kilograms!"

"Only three hundred? Who are you looking down on? I can pack that much with just one punch!"

"Which, six hundred kilograms?"

"That's pretty much it."

"Stop yelling, the president is starting!"