495: The pathogen is coming!

Night fell.

The rocket launch base was brightly lit, still in a busy state.

Previously, they had been notified that the bomb threat had been eliminated by Fang Ping, and all plans would proceed as usual.

That is, in just over twenty hours, the rocket would be launched.

"Hey, hey ho!" While the staff at the rocket base were busy, a large group of ordinary people who did heavy labor arrived around the rocket base.

These people, amidst shouts, carried large speakers taller than a person in twos and threes, placing them on the open ground around the base.

At first, the base staff didn't understand what was happening and went forward to stop them.

Later, knowing it was an order from Fang Ping, they stopped questioning it.

However.

When the staff stood on the high platform and saw the thousands of large speakers placed around the rocket launch base as the center, illuminated by the bright night lights, they couldn't help but feel a sense of strangeness.

How could this scene match up with a rocket?

The next day.

Noon.

At the hottest time of the day, the sky above the rocket launch base still couldn't see any trace of the Sun.

The gloomy weather seemed to have replaced the four seasons.

On the launch pad, after the final inspection work was completed, the staff withdrew.

And the launch department personnel were all standing by their monitors.

Base office.

Linda knocked on the door and walked in.

"Mr. Fang Ping, the one thousand speakers you requested are in place."

Hearing the Assistant report the task, Nie Fangping nodded slightly and looked out the window.

With everything ready, it was time for him to step onto this stage, destined to leave a significant mark on Human history.

Outside the base.

Reporters from various countries were gathered.

The journalism industry had developed again during these two months of Human recovery.

And now, the matters reported by reporters had basically departed from social-level affairs.

Nowadays, traffic was always focused on the four great Saviors!

As long as there was information related to a Savior, it was a traffic magnet.

Many people knew about Nie Fangping building a rocket.

After all, he had never deliberately concealed it.

As for this action, most of the survivors who could still access the internet were full of curses.

With the World's resources stretched thin, you're going to build a rocket launch base in this situation?

Looking for help from aliens?

This Savior's strength is good, but his brain is terrible!

Over two months, countless curses directed at Nie Fangping filled the internet.

Currently.

It was the day of the rocket launch.

The resentment that people had been accumulating found an outlet for eruption again.

When the reporter's live broadcast screen focused on the rocket in the distance, there were countless sneering and unfavorable voices in the live stream chat.

"Oh, our great Savior Fang, the grand plan to find aliens is finally about to begin!"

"Fang Ping! Wake up! The Gene Serum our scientists researched from Zombie crystals is the only way to become stronger! What in the World are you doing now?!"

"Yeah, look at the other three Saviors. Those two woman Saviors have already increased their strength by a level through the Gene Serum recently! You stood out so amazingly back then, how did you become the most disappointing one now?!"

"Heh, he's gotten carried away, see how beautiful the Assistant next to this Savior is? Who knows how wild he's been playing behind the scenes."

Miscellaneous voices covered the live broadcast.

The reporter filming, however, felt a secret joy in their eyes about this.

They wouldn't pay attention to the barrage of comments.

For them, who were just making a living, rising popularity was the most important thing.

"Audience friends, this is the rocket launch base that Mr. Fang Ping spent two months building."

At the reporter's signal, the camera moved towards the towering rocket: "This rocket carries a large amount of equipment for searching for alien civilizations. Manufactured by the team Mr. Fang Ping has gathered, this rocket, embodying Mr. Fang Ping's idea of saving the World, will officially ignite and launch at midnight tonight!"

The reporter was giving a simple narration.

As the camera moved, they suddenly discovered that around the base, there were box-shaped objects standing upright one by one.

"What is this?"

The number of these things around the base was quite large.

It was hard to ignore.

The reporter was also slightly puzzled.

However, someone from the team then handed the reporter a piece of information that had just been collected.

Looking at the content, the reporter's expression was slightly strange.

"Audience friends, these box-shaped objects you see are speakers."

"A total of one thousand speakers, transported here by order of Mr. Fang Ping. Their specific use is not clear."

"Speakers?!"

Hearing this answer, people all over the World watching this scene were confused.

"No way, Fang Ping isn't going to hold a concert, is he?"

"One thousand speakers, what in the World is he going to do? Really hold a concert? That's absurd!"

"The identity of a Savior is not for his own comfort. He should constantly strive to save Humans. How can he be so willful? I suggest stripping Fang Ping of his Savior status and letting someone with more strength and ability be the Savior!"

With the added dissatisfaction from the previous rocket base construction.

These speakers directly became the fuse that ignited the gunpowder, and the curses grew more intense.

Inside the base.

Linda hurried into the office.

"Mr. Fang Ping, there are reporters outside filming and reporting. They discovered the speakers you arranged and think you're going to hold a concert. Public opinion of you is sharply declining. Should we make an explanation to the outside World?"

The woman's emotions were relatively calm. Public opinion in the apocalypse would indeed be more severe with the people's hostility, but dealing with these things wasn't difficult for their organization serving the Savior, just a bit troublesome.

"What's there to explain?" Nie Fangping looked at the black clouds in the distance and slowly stood up: "I am indeed going to hold a concert, a concert for one audience member."

"Here... the audience has arrived."

The moment the words fell.

"Boom!!"

In an instant.

The sound of heavy wind and waves exploding echoed throughout the entire plain!

The sudden loud noise caused the large group of reporters outside the base to look towards the distant sky, their hearts shaken.

The cameras, following the reporters' gaze, presented the scene in the distance to all viewers.

Everyone could clearly see.

A pair of enormous wings pushed aside the thick dark clouds in the sky.

And then, a demon revealed its pitch-black figure, shrouded in countless wronged and dead spirits!

"This..."

"It's the Pathogen! The Pathogen has appeared!!"

The reporter filming, after clearly seeing the entity that appeared, was so scared their pupils dilated, and their voice trembled uncontrollably.

"The Pathogen is here, run, run!"

Amidst the swarming camera crew, panicked voices instantly emerged.

Although everyone hadn't seen the Pathogen for a few months, its terror hadn't diminished in people's hearts at all!

An existence that Humans, so far, have no way to fight against except with nuclear weapons.

The more they thought about it, the more despair they felt.

And because of this, the entire reporter team fell into chaos.

And at the rocket launch base.

The staff who were making the final preparations for the rocket launch, upon seeing the Pathogen appearing in the sky, were also so scared they trembled all over and ran towards the buildings.

"Quickly tell Savior Fang Ping, the Pathogen is here! It's come to our base!"

Those running towards the buildings kept shouting.