182: Ten Billion Zombie Trial, Here I Come

After Pan Han left Uncle Cheng, he felt much more relaxed, smoking a cigarette and listening to music, happily going to find Wang Doudou.

Due to time constraints, he didn't communicate much with Wang Doudou, only telling her that he would be leaving for a period of time.

Then he sent a WeChat message to Yan Xiaoli to inform her.

These two beautiful women were already used to Pan Han's hands-off approach, so they weren't surprised and told him to quickly get lost.

After returning to the shared apartment, Pan Han sent messages to his parents, Second Aunt, and Second Aunts Husband, telling them to eat and drink well and not to worry about money. However, he told them not to go out to play recently and to stay near home.

After saying that, he transferred 200,000 yuan to his mother, telling her to spend it.

Then he asked his maternal uncle to re-adjust the food production line, stating that flatbreads and steamed buns no longer needed to be produced. Everything was to be changed to various canned goods, compressed biscuits, smoked cured meat, etc. He then transferred 5 million yuan to his maternal uncle, telling him to produce at full capacity this month.

After everything was arranged, Pan Han took a vigorous shower, scrubbing every pore on his body as if he wanted to rub them off.

After showering, he lay on the bed and started a ranked game. After pushing the high ground, he sat steadily on the bed and began to meditate.

Everything around him quieted down. He emptied his mind of all distractions, constantly instilling one belief: he must win the Intermediate Evolution Potion.

Pan Han had never experienced the taste of entering a meditative state, but today he had some insights.

Previously, as soon as he closed his eyes, countless distracting thoughts (distractions) would rush into his mind like fish swimming upstream to spawn, crashing in a chaotic manner.

But at this moment, he only had the belief in victory, followed by a feeling of complete comfort throughout his body. He could hear himself, see his own body, and even vaguely perceive the universe.

A cool sensation permeated his heart, a sweet taste lingered in his mouth, and his heart was filled with boundless joy.

It was as if he had forgotten time and space, and he had merged with the universe.

Immediately, a wave of heat surged from Pan Han's dantian, flowing out as a warm current that spread throughout his entire body. Every cell in his body was irrigated, immersed, and nourished by this warm current.

Pan Han's face was rosy, with a smile, and his entire being entered a state of supreme perfection.

"Holy crap! Awesome!"

After a long time, Pan Han shouted the original Crossing (crossing) incantation, space fluctuated, and he disappeared.

...

Dawn Base, 5 PM, Pan Han arrived!

His face was rosy, his spirits were high, his body exuded the fresh scent of shower gel, and his hair was soft and fluffy. He was fully prepared, with his body and mind in optimal condition.

He had never felt his body so comfortable, so perfect, with an inexhaustible amount of energy.

His five senses had once again improved by a level. In the small room on the second floor, he could already clearly hear Lao Liu stomping out a cigarette butt outside the base gate.

Pan Han picked up the walkie-talkie on the table, cleared his throat: "Assemble!"

Throughout the base, shouts of "The Commander is back!" echoed.

Qin Zhong, Cheng Xiao, and others, hearing the call, immediately rushed to the first-floor hall to gather.

This expedition was of great significance, and all important members were present, including Reich, Ma Ji, Wei Monk, Mountain Top Rabbit, and others.

In just a few minutes, everyone had arrived.

Pan Han had everyone sit opposite him, smiling as he looked at them.

"Wow! Commander, you seem to have become even stronger."

"That's right! If Second Sister hadn't said it, I wouldn't have noticed. Now that I look, there's indeed an indescribable powerful aura."

"Commander, how prepared are you?" Qin Zhong formally asked on behalf of everyone.

"I feel like I've reached my physical limit; it couldn't be any better." Pan Han nodded to everyone, indicating that he was fine.

Upon hearing this, everyone praised, "Our Commander is indeed awesome, he never disappoints everyone."

"Is there any news from the reception personnel outside?" Pan Han asked Qin Zhong.

"We've set up an observation post 30 kilometers outside the base. If Mo Li comes, we'll know in advance." After speaking, Qin Zhong looked at his hand and then at the sky outside.

It was about to get dark, and logically, Mo Li should have arrived by now.

Just then, a huge roar came from the sky.

Everyone exchanged glances, knowing it must be Mo Li.

So Pan Han led everyone out of the hall and to the base gate.

They saw a huge aircraft appearing in the sky, with two enormous wings each 30 meters long, and a massive engine at each end, spewing blue flames.

The engines were adjusting their angle to be vertical with the ground, allowing the aircraft to hover.

After stabilizing for a few seconds, it slowly descended.

Once the aircraft landed, the engines slowly shut down, and the side hatch opened.

Mo Li emerged from inside with several fully armed soldiers.

This was Pan Han's first time seeing an apocalypse aircraft, and it was surprisingly similar to those in the sci-fi movies of his own world.

In his impression, the fighter jets in his own world could take off and land vertically, but he didn't think there were any that used such rotating engines.

Eagle-land did have a tiltrotor helicopter that could take off and land vertically and also fly horizontally at high speed.

However, Eagle-land's aircraft relied on propellers for takeoff and landing, while Mo Li's relied on jet engines.

"Good stuff!" Pan Han looked at the huge aircraft, an unknown liquid dripping from the corner of his mouth.

If he had a few of these things and brought them back to his own world to conquer Africa, wouldn't that be wonderful!

The soldiers behind Mo Li completely overwhelmed the base members.

Three of them were 1.9 meters tall, with robust builds and sharp features. They were dressed in full sets of black tactical clothing, wearing fully enclosed helmets with black visors that shimmered with light.

Another person was 1.7 meters tall, with graceful lines, a pair of long, straight legs, and two proud, perky peaks.

There was even a female soldiers!

Pan Han looked at these soldiers, then at his own soldiers, who looked like beggars in comparison.

"The Twelve Palaces are indeed wealthy! Their grandeur is unmatched," Lao Liu muttered from behind.

The others, seeing this impressive display, also couldn't help but sigh, stating that they absolutely would not clash with the Twelve Palaces for the time being, otherwise Dawn Base would definitely not see the dawn of the next day.

This overwhelming aura made Pan Han and his group appear incredibly small.

At this moment, Mo Li came before Pan Han and carefully observed him: "Not bad! A big change! Your aura is stronger."

"Mr. Mo, I hope you've been well!" Pan Han cupped his hands in greeting, and the people behind him also nodded in acknowledgment.

"You too, you too. Lord Pan is indeed disciplined. It seems you've suffered quite a bit recently," Mo Li said with a slight smile.

"Indeed, I wouldn't dare to be complacent. Mr. Mo, let's talk inside. Please!" Pan Han stepped aside half a body length, gesturing for everyone to enter.

"Alright. We'll stay here tonight and take the plane tomorrow. It seems we'll have to freeload a dinner from your Dawn Base."

"That would be our base's honor. We guarantee Mr. Mo and everyone will eat and drink well. Please!" Pan Han pulled Mo Li directly towards the hall.

The others made way and followed behind Mo Li and the soldiers.

Cheng Xiao hurried a few steps, busy arranging the meal.