Chapter 447: Live Broadcast, Incorporation into the Realm, and Angel

After the nuclear explosion.

Both spherical zones remain unharmed, and the iconic nuclear explosion's "sun" fireball, mushroom cloud, shockwave, as well as the invisible lethal radiation and electromagnetic pulse, are also confined within the spherical zones.

The nearby ground and sky stay as they are; even the chickens, ducks, and cows on the farm merely glanced curiously and then continued to enjoy their feed.

After filming this nuclear blast scene, the farmer uploaded it to various platforms under the title "Wozhe Fuck #NuclearExplosion #Apocalypse".

Thus, the boy who owns this bedroom could "see with his own eyes" the nuclear explosion.

So far, the farmer's nuclear explosion video on the site called "YouTube" has reached 350 million views in just half an hour and is still climbing rapidly.

Combined with numerous other nuclear blast eyewitness videos and photos, and the appearance of the Battle of New York, this video caused people worldwide to panic within half an hour, believing humanity is about to face nuclear and interstellar war.

Nuclear bombs, aliens, and the humanoid aircraft (Centurion II) present a huge amount of information; no one could easily accept it.

Otherwise, Mount O'Leif Town would fall into chaos.

Fortunately, people—and those guys with an innate rap talent—haven't gone so crazy as to break into homes, so the boy can sit at home and watch the world's situation.

After watching the video, the boy used his mechanical keyboard and mouse to browse the military‑enthusiast forum he often visits.

The hottest, most viewed posts suddenly appear before his eyes; the top three are "On the Easy Suppression Barrier/Shield/Zone of Nuclear Explosions? What is the principle?"

"Humanoid mecha is definitely linked to the three massive warships of the Battle of New York! Upload evidence! {Image}{Image}{Video}"

"What about the government? The army? Who are we fighting?"

At such a tense moment, the military fans can still discuss and debate online with enthusiasm; it's truly another kind of perseverance.

Seeing this, the boy hesitated briefly, then double‑clicked the second post with his right hand.

Clicking in, he saw the flagship and carrier of the Shark‑Eater camp, and the escort ships released tens of thousands of aircraft photos and videos.

However, the pixel quality is hard to describe, yet from the blurry footage one can vaguely spot a humanoid Centurion II‑type bio‑mech.

In addition, the poster claimed to live in Brooklyn and said that after seeing a portal appear above the Stark Tower, New York was invaded by aliens.

The original words are:

"Oh! My God, I recall at first Iron Man tried alone to block the portal, and not long after, two huge vessels that could hover in the sky appeared, then another about seven kilometers! Seven‑kilometer ship! Now a bunch of giants are patrolling the streets! Giants!"

{Image}.

{Video}.

When the poster finished writing, they also uploaded several photos and videos taken from behind an apartment window, secretly filming the street.

Through these, the boy directly observed a Shark‑Eater walking slowly in the middle of the road, maintaining order, and a support unit of a combat platoon.

!!

At the sight of Thor's Hammer Mark VII and Helundin II, the boy's expression became quite excited and thrilled, his eyes shining with unabashed yearning.

It is understandable; given the bedroom's décor and his fourteen‑or‑fifteen age, the boy's fondness for sci‑fi war things naturally leads him to like the futuristic, rugged, solid Astate and its support troops.

Meanwhile, among the many comics and novels in the cabinet, the centerpiece displays books such as "The Manifesto" and "From Utopia to the Leap of Science".

And considering his past browsing history, comments, and remarks, it is easy to infer that the boy is quite dissatisfied with his country's system and conduct.

"Zzz~!"

At that moment, the computer speakers emitted a few harsh electric noises, and the screen fell into darkness.

??

Realizing the computer seemed to malfunction, the boy quickly raised both hands to slap the screen and speakers; the tower itself barely moved and wouldn't dare to.

But after a few slaps, the screen brightened, yet the image started playing on its own uncontrollably.

When the boy noticed something was wrong and sat back in his chair, he realized the screen showed the bridge of the Bloody Shark.

Helusi, clad in giant python scales and leaning against the porthole, displayed his full 4.55‑meter height and imposing physique to the boy and to everyone watching TVs, computers, phones, and mall screens at that moment.

Effectively a global live broadcast.

Helusi's slightly youthful face showed a stern expression; after a few seconds of silence, he spoke: "Fellow citizens of Zero Five Earth, the battle that broke out in New York City, North America, has, under the intervention of our Prime Universe humanity, ultimately ended in victory.

I know you feel confused, bewildered, even doubtful.

What is Zero Five Earth, and what is the Prime Universe? We will publish related information online for all compatriots to consult.

And I, the OriginalBody offspring of the Lord of Humanity, Helusi Sui, hereby represent the Lord's will, guiding all compatriots to continuously evolve physically and spiritually, freeing them from disease and poverty.

Of course, the original armies of Zero Five Earth will soon be replaced by our Prime Universe's Umbrella Legion and United Nations Space Command (UNSC); as for the national governments, they will be dismantled, with the Prime Universe's United Earth Government (UEG) taking full control of Zero Five Earth.

Rest assured, the benefits of becoming a member of the United Earth Government, as well as related policies and laws, will also be posted on the official website.

Finally, I know that the overwhelming majority of compatriots actually have no grievances against the original governments and armies, especially North America's "world police," but the video I am about to release will completely tear off the perfect veil and expose its original ugliness and hypocrisy."

At this point, the boy saw the screen switch from Helusi standing on the bridge to a confrontation dialogue between Nick Fury and a group of high‑ranking officials.

??!!

"Fuck!!"

Hearing that the higher‑ups unhesitatingly chose to drop a nuclear bomb on Manhattan made the boy, who already disliked his own government and army, burst into profanity.

Moreover, the footage continued to show the low‑IQ AI from the Shark‑Eater camp, "hand‑picking" its sordid deeds.

At this moment, even the level of street unrest began to ease and decline due to Helusi's public speech.

However, the group of guys with innate rap traits seemed to rely on "their" common sense…

Some individuals, even their IQ, still cannot grasp the drastic shift; the police, whom "they" despise and call "pigs," will receive strong backing from Umbrella, UNSC, and UEG.

A few minutes later.

The computer screen ended the video, switching back to Helusi on the bridge of the Bloody Shark, and this all‑powerful OriginalBody finally showed a slight smile, saying:

"I know that even after watching these videos, some compatriots will still refuse to accept, but Zero Five Earth's incorporation into the Prime Universe's domain is inevitable, so prepare for a leap forward."

After speaking, Helusi unilaterally ended the "live broadcast," restoring the computer screen to normal, and the military‑forum posts reappeared before the boy.

But at that moment, the boy could not calm the indescribable emotions stirring within him.

Umbrella, United Nations Space Command, and United Earth Government?

These…

These are the "future" world he has dreamed of for so long!!

His ideal is, within his lifetime, to become a space police officer or marine, soaring through the galaxy with like‑minded comrades.

Now, the arrival of humanity from the Main Universe indirectly brings his ideal a step closer.

"Boom—!!"

Suddenly, the boy feels the entire residential building he's in tremble and sway, as if something skimmed low over their house.

Before he can react or guess what it is, a transport‑and‑troop carrier painted shark‑gray, the Yuyou variant, and a Silver Europe II low‑altitude craft sweep over the boy's residential community.

Reduce speed.

Adjust angle.

The Silver Europe II descends straight onto the town's central plaza.

Seeing this, curiosity drives the boy to quickly strip off his pajamas, ready to change into civilian clothes and head to the plaza to watch.

As for the central plaza.

After the Silver Europe II lowers its landing gear and comes to a halt, it immediately opens the rear hatch of the cabin.

Once the hatch is fully opened, forming a step, the magnetic boots of the Main Universe power armor emit their distinctive "step, step!" sound.

A group of standard‑issue power‑armored women, standing about 1.9 m tall, cloaked in red or white, wielding "Mortal" caliber explosive‑arrow rifles, stride out of the craft.

Their left shoulder plates bear Umbrella's red‑white umbrella insignia; their right shoulder plates hang personal ornaments, such as paper copies of "Human Truth," or pure‑white marks related to "Human Truth."

Most notably, they seem not to close their helmets, revealing flawless, delicate faces with refined features, complemented by their short, silver‑white, shoulder‑length hair—each looking like an "angel" from myth.

They leave the cabin.

About thirty‑plus women, a combat squad, split quickly into pairs, leaving two groups to guard the Silver Europe II while the rest rush through the town.

Soon, the garrison police of Mount Oliv will receive strong, deterrent, lethal, and effective support.

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…

At a bank in the town.

"Tap! Tap‑tap!" the rapid gunfire rings.

It turns out the local "Black" gang, confused about the situation, thought cash still held high value and seized the chaos to rob.

Yet during the robbery, using their 9 mm pistols, improvised submachine guns, and three black‑market‑bought 7.62 mm Soviet rifles, they killed all bank staff and withdrawing customers.

Upon learning this, the Mount Oliv police station dispatched two patrol cars that had been maintaining mall order nearby, sending a total of four officers to respond.

But…

In numbers, the officers are at a disadvantage; the "Black" gang has nine members and also occupies the hard‑to‑defend bank.

Normally, for such a massive robbery, the Mount Oliv station would call in sixty to seventy percent of the town's police force.

Now?

Even though the four officers' weapons and gear are superior, they are pinned down, relying on the modified police cars as cover to try to confront the "Black" gang.

One sergeant in charge of the scene, using a. 45 ACP sidearm bought with his own salary, fired seven rounds toward the bank before the "Black" gang focused fire on him, forcing him to retreat and lean against the police car's hood.

Then, just as the sergeant swapped in a fresh magazine, he heard:

"Hahaha! You bunch of pigs!"

"Die! Die!"

"No one can help you now! Hahaha!"

The nine members of the "Black" gang, realizing they held the advantage and that police reinforcements were delayed, grew bold, slung backpacks full of cash, and swaggered out of the bank, continuously firing at the two police cars.

The "Black" gang likely didn't know the professional term "fire suppression"; they kept shooting merely for thrills, but their actions succeeded, completely suppressing the four officers.

Given this trend, only two outcomes remain: either the officers charge head‑on and all perish, or, in an extremely perilous yet extraordinarily lucky turn, they survive, with all four officers living.

Yet however you analyze it, the four officers' fate is death.

"Bang! Bang!"

However, the four officers hear crisp, violent gunfire ringing not far behind them.

"Puff! Puff!"

Immediately, through the police cars' windshields and windows, they see the previously swaggering, rap‑gifted nine "Black" gang members explode and shatter along with the sharp gunshots.

"Sizzle~! Sizzle~!"

Fresh blood, entrails, and chunks of flesh spray onto the ground.

In an instant, the gunfight at the bank ceases.

Yet the whole town still echoes with sporadic gunshots, shouts, and vehicle horns.

The four officers, having resolved the crisis, pay no mind to the town's condition; they swiftly point their barrels and sights toward the source of the gunfire behind them.

Completing the turn, they see two cold‑faced, icy‑beauty women, eyes filled with disgust, seemingly repulsed by the "Black" gang's deeds, and who have lowered the muzzle of their mortal‑caliber explosive‑arrow rifles.

Moreover, whether due to an eye problem or a brain hallucination, the four officers feel those two women radiate golden light, giving them an indescribable, comfortable, warm sensation.

This makes the officers instantly let their guard down, standing up involuntarily, awaiting the two sisters' approach.

(End of chapter)