Chapter 687: On the Eve of the Trial

Lin An's expression remained the same, only his gaze turned suddenly colder.

Continue.

His voice clear and cold, he indicated for Gao Tian to continue speaking.

Did the disaster advance because I acted early?

Possible.

That's fine to say.

But Lin An coldly snorted inside.

Do you really think the apocalypse is an exam?

Even without Lin An, the disaster would still occur.

In the apocalypse, all kinds of crises are beyond human control.

Now.

Now you're already thinking how to shift the blame?

Gao Tian forced a bitter smile, steeled himself, and continued:

They mean:

If you, Captain Lin, or rather Long An, had even a hint of responsibility and courage.

On this trial mission, you ought to cooperate well with them and avoid causing any trouble.

Don't become a criminal of the whole Huaxia war zone because of your mistaken actions.

Just the current difficulty of the apocalypse already causes enough deaths...

Gao Tian didn't dare say it, but the other side's words, both overt and covert, were using righteousness to pressure them.

The meaning clearly aims to separate Long An, even the Huaxia war zone, and Lin An.

Even if Lin An is strong, he doesn't consider the entire war zone—what's the difference between him and the enemy?

He took a deep breath.

Gao Tian watched Lin An raise his hand to calm the somewhat angry crowd, numb as he finished relaying the capital's final message:

They also said:

Between the war zones, there could also be a life-and-death clash.

Without their help, Captain Lin, you're in grave danger.

Especially after the auction incident was exposed, someone spread the word that we were the behind-the-scenes culprits.

Everyone knows Captain Lin, you've gained many system rewards and even 'swindled' away a large amount of equipment and supplies.

The capital says, if you want to survive this trial safely, you must not only follow their orders.

You also need to make a gesture.

Long'an Base doesn't need that much material.

Gao Tian clenched his mouth shut after speaking.

The latter part of this was relatively easier to hear.

The capital side, speaking earnestly, urged him, saying the capital war zone is under great pressure.

As the core of zombie resistance, they hope Long'an side can understand and send more supplies.

In their view, the Linjiang war zone is just a remote, insignificant periphery with no threat.

You Long'an, a few cannons to take out zombies would suffice.

Can you even use all that supplies?

They even sent frontline combat personnel, who complained bitterly about how dire the frontline soldiers' situation is.

Equipment is scarce, supplies are low, even spiritual energy fruits are doled out.

It's only right to contribute our share for the countless soldiers fighting desperately.

His feelings were complex.

To be honest, Jing Tian and he were indeed somewhat swayed then.

But just thinking of the problems Captain Lin found near the base...

Their pressure isn't much less either.

On the main seat.

Lin An gave a light chuckle after hearing.

The military's subtext is simple.

This is about demanding things, and they're coming after him.

If they don't give, they won't comply.

That would be me single-handedly facing all the Awakened Ones of the other war zones, even...

Surround and kill!

His smile faded, but Lin An wasn't overly surprised.

The capital side felt threatened and humiliated by him, naturally wanting to regain face.

He's basically an unstable bomb.

From what the capital shows, they seem confident in their Awakened Ones' strength.

Thinking of the early period of my past life, several famed Awakened Ones.

Lin An unconsciously licked his lips.

I actually want to see what my current self...

Whether I can actually shatter your so-called strongest with a single punch!

Speak plainly.

This world is like this, no matter when.

Strength that stands out a bit will make others envy you and be hostile toward you.

Only when you're strong enough that everyone can only look up will they admire you and dare not be your enemy.

Can only say.

The previously displayed combat power did not put pressure on the capital side.

If not for the combo of meme and broadcast, it would have forced the capital to temporarily abandon its thoughts.

I estimate Long An has long been blown into ruins.

He didn't intend to oppose the capital side, but that doesn't mean he's a soft persimmon anyone can squeeze.

To repel external threats, one must first pacify internal affairs.

Maybe this move of the capital would have been useful to my past self before the secret realm.

He would hesitate to act for fear of hurting others.

But now...

Perhaps this time.

Only then will you realize what true strength is!

Facing the internal twists and turns of scheming and intrigue.

He is truly fed up.

His expression was stern.

Lin An ignored the heavy atmosphere in the meeting room, stood up directly and strode toward the door.

Without looking back:

"Tell them."

"Reject their proposal."

"Ka-cha"

The alloy door opened.

As he neared the door, Lin An stopped his steps and added a final sentence in a cold, clear voice.

"Advise them a word."

"Give me command authority, and let me choose the reward distribution first."

"I can let bygones be bygones, counting it as giving them... a chance!"

Some people are ultimately innocent.

This is the greatest kindness Lin An can express.

After saying that, the alloy door shut tightly, leaving everyone staring at each other.

Gao Tian sighed, noticing that Jing Tian also sighed.

Everyone actually felt uneasy.

It's already the apocalypse, why still...

Unnoticed, Chu An, who had been silent like a sculpture, suddenly opened the private message channel.

"Nie Ping... I'm Chu An..."

"Contact him..."

Capital Military Region, newly built seventh defense line.

Leaping into midair, a man in military uniform wielded a sword with both hands, his body bursting with dazzling spiritual energy.

The sharp sword in his hand crossed and slashed out.

Slash!

One sword cut off the mutant's arm.

After withstanding the impact of a mutant like a human centipede, he expressionlessly drove the sword blade fiercely into the mutant's mouth.

"Hiss"

Brain matter pierced through.

Fresh blood brought out.

The Awakened Ones behind hurriedly followed up, supplementing output.

Looking far,

The incessant gunfire shrouded, the sky a hazy gray.

That's pollution caused by lingering gunpowder smoke.

"Careful!"

A heart-rending scream, the Awakened Ones following from behind were caught off guard as a suddenly appearing mutant bit off half of their head.

His body swayed and fell.

The spurting fresh blood splattered onto the face of the nearby soldier.

In his terrified eyes, he subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth.

The bloody, warm fresh blood felt piercingly cold in this winter.

From the brand-new military uniform, it can be seen.

The dead man, perhaps it was his first time going to the front line.

The bright red fresh blood dyed the murky snow water a hint of red.

The battle started, no one cared who else had died.

Mutants broke through the defense line!?

The uniformed man wielding twin swords, just about to turn back to support, saw the urgent message indicator light up.

"General Lin Zhan."

"Lin An over there, got a reply..."

"The military orders you to come back."

After seeing this message, General Lin Zhan hesitated a moment, withdrew his weapon, and had to rush to the rear.

Seeing corpses all over the ground with no human shape, he couldn't help but sigh.

Only upon reaching the front line did he realize how brutal the fighting here was.

It's no wonder Nie Ping constantly protests for his subordinates, eventually causing him to resign outright.

In the distance, black waves surged; a golden light floating in midair continuously erupted with blasts, trying to reduce the number of zombies.