77: Chapter 77 The Supreme Conference! The Endgame and Breakthrough of the Five Grandmasters

"In the face of national survival, personal emotions must yield."

"Director Zhao Gang." Old Long looked at him, his voice softening slightly, "You are the person who has had the most contact with them in the past few months. Give us the bottom line: to what extent have those three children... actually grown?"

"Are they truly as... miraculous as the reports say?"

Director Zhao Gang took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and the image of the three little Devil Kings "running amok" in Cloud Top Palace appeared in his mind.

He gave a bitter smile and spoke slowly, his voice carrying a sense of absurd reality:

"They are three monsters."

"The eldest, Wang Zhentian—when he moved to Cloud Top Palace half a year ago, he picked up a five-ton white marble pillar from the ruins and, just like throwing a sandbag, swung it around and smashed a fifth-order sculpture king into meat paste, then roasted it for dinner that night."

"And his teeth are outrageously strong. He has bitten through several sets of titanium alloy tableware at home, and he can even gnaw on the base's bulletproof armor plates like cookies."

"Hiss..." A collective gasp echoed in the conference room.

Sword Saint Ye Wudao's eyes shot out sharp light: "A five-ton stone pillar used as a brick? And he can gnaw on titanium alloy? This Physical Body strength... is likely already beyond the Peak of S-rank!"

Director Zhao Gang ignored everyone's shock and continued: "The Second, The Second, drinks the fire-evil Spiritual Vein under Cloud Top Palace like a beverage. A while ago, when farming, he found the weeds hard to clear, so he spat out a mouthful of Myriad Beast Spirit Fire, burning the ground into glass."

"His fire—even if I accidentally get a little bit on me, I have to use all my strength to extinguish it."

"Burned into glass?" General Lei Zhan's eyes turned green, "That is the ultimate high temperature! That is a natural-born fire Dominator! This kid... this kid must be mine!"

"As for The Third, The Third..." Director Zhao Gang paused, his expression becoming strange: "She thought the flashlights at home weren't bright enough, so last week she dismantled Dr. Su Qianqian's eyeglass lenses, found a piece of Spirit Stone waste, and in less than two minutes, modified it into a high-energy beam emitter."

"That thing... with one shot, it pierced through the base's alloy ceiling, and the beam of light shot hundreds of meters straight into the sky. Dr. Su said that the construction method of that energy circuit relied entirely on intuition and didn't need calculation at all."

After hearing Director Zhao Gang's narration, the conference room fell into a long silence.

But in this silence, it was no longer the previous despair, but a burning fire of hope—the madness of a drowning person grabbing the last straw.

"Good! Good! Good!" Old Long slammed the table, saying "good" three times in a row, and a shocking brilliance erupted in his originally turbid eyes.

"Heaven bless China! Heaven bless China!"

"These aren't children? These are clearly the Sharp Weapons sent by heaven for us to break the deadlock!"

Old Long stood up, his gaze sweeping across the room, and a heart-stopping majesty erupted: "Since that's the case, there's no need to hesitate anymore!"

"Pass on my order!"

"Activate the highest level Legacy of Fire plan (Special Recruitment Order)!"

"Led by Director Zhao Gang, with Elder Qian and Sword Saint Ye Wudao's personal Disciple accompanying!"

"Deploy the Kunpeng-class aerospace mothership! Mobilize the Dragon Tooth fighter squadron to escort!"

"Go to Cloud Top Palace—and pick them up!"

"Remember, this is not kidnapping children, nor is it conscription."

"This is—a national ceremony!"

"This is the nation paying tribute... to the future saviors!"

"Tell Wang Dachui that the nation thanks him. The nation will protect his children like the pupils of its eyes. As long as China does not perish, these three children will never suffer the slightest grievance!"

"Yes!" Director Zhao Gang saluted and turned to leave, his eyes filled with tears.

General Lei Zhan also stood up and patted Director Zhao Gang's shoulder: "I'm going too! Dachui is my brother, and his son is my own nephew! I want to see who dares to let my big nephew suffer!"

Cloud Top Palace, early morning.

The late autumn mountain wind carried a hint of chill, blowing away the thin mist lingering between the broken walls and ruins.

Although the outside world was engulfed in the flames of war, this piece of geomantic treasure occupied by Wang Dachui's family still maintained a strange and warm tranquility.

"One, two, three, four! Two, two, three, four!"

Wang Dachui, wearing his signature big shorts and undershirt, with a whistle hanging around his neck, was standing in the center of the square, leading the three children in doing... morning exercises.

Of course, this was only nominal morning exercise.

In reality, it was more like a small disaster scene.

"Eldest! I told you to do stretching exercises, not to pull up trees!"

Wang Dachui's eyelids jumped as he watched the eldest, Wang Zhentian, in order to show off his arm strength, casually hug a mutant ancient pine with hundreds of years of age by the side of the square, shout "Heh-ha," and pull it up by the roots.

The unlucky pine tree looked like a large green onion in the eldest's hand, mud splashing everywhere, and the tree roots were still twitching.

The eldest looked at his dad innocently, not knowing whether to hold the tree or put it down, and finally simply opened his mouth wide, took a crunching bite at the hardest part of the trunk, and chewed until wood shavings flew everywhere.

"Second! That's a chest expansion exercise! I didn't tell you to expand a ring of fire!"

On the other side, The Second, The Second, was holding his breath, his little face flushed red.

As his arms opened, a purple-gold ring of fire suddenly spread outwards, and with a "boom," it ignited the surrounding weeds.

He quickly took a deep breath, sucked the fire back in, let out a smoky-tasting burp, and looked satisfied: "Dad, the morning fire is fresher, it's sweet."

As for The Third, The Third... she didn't pay attention to her dad's command at all.

She was squatting in the corner, staring blankly at a faulty generator left behind by the infrastructure team yesterday.

Data streams flashed in her big eyes, and she held a wire she had dismantled from somewhere, muttering: "Rotor eccentricity 0.03 mm, magnetic field line disorder... trash, all trash."

As she spoke, she reached out her small hand and patted the generator, which weighed several hundred catties, a few times.

"Hum—" The originally scrapped generator suddenly emitted a beast-like roar, its rotational speed instantly soared to the critical value, emitting a ghostly blue light; it was clearly magically modified.

Looking at these three little ancestors with astonishing destructive power, Wang Dachui helplessly covered his face.

"Are these the legendary child prodigies? Why do I feel like I'm raising a demolition team?"

General Leng Feng, who was wiping the Hanyuan Blade, curled the corners of her mouth into a faint smile upon hearing this: "Be content, at least the house hasn't collapsed yet."

Just then.

A low, heavy engine roar came from above the Nine Heavens without warning.

The sound was so loud that it even triggered resonance on the ground, and the gravel on the square began to jump frantically, as if fearing something.

Wang Dachui suddenly straightened his waist, the playful look on his face vanished instantly, and his eyes became as sharp as an eagle's.

The blade in General Leng Feng's hand turned, her body instantly tensed, and she entered combat state.

Nalan Ruo and Su Qianqian also ran out of the house, looking at the sky with solemn expressions.

They saw the originally clear sky suddenly darken.

The clouds churned violently, as if torn apart by an invisible giant hand.

Immediately after, a black steel behemoth, so massive it was suffocating, slowly broke through the clouds!