Chapter 130: Composite of Fierce Ghost and Ghost Story

Federal Weird Investigation Bureau, Central Data Hall.

The atmosphere was heavy to the extreme.

"Beep—"

The shrill alarm kept blaring wildly, but no one cared any longer.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on the main screen, on the video just received from Dongdao, titled 【Dongdao Shockingly Appears 'Smiling Demon'!】.

The video footage was blurry and shaking, filled with chaotic screams and fleeing crowds.

But all of that became the backdrop for the man standing at the center of the podium.

He simply stood there, turning a fervent gathering into a blood‑soaked massacre.

More terrifying, the video spread through the Federation's network like the most malignant virus, expanding geometrically.

Countless forums and social media were instantly flooded by this Weird video.

Countless curious onlookers, with a taste for the bizarre and a questioning mindset, clicked on the video.

—Of course.

After the video reached the Federal Weird Investigation Bureau, the man's smile was blacked out with a mosaic.

Having experience dealing with meme contamination, this has become the routine handling method.

"Wei Gong, the video has been intercepted and deleted to the greatest extent by technical means,"

A Technology Department supervisor reported with a pallid complexion.

"But... it's already too late,"

"According to incomplete statistics, within a mere fifteen minutes, the number of people in the Federation who have viewed the video has already exceeded three million,"

"The vast majority of them have IPs located in Dongdao,"

Wei Gong's expression was so grim it seemed it could drip water.

He looked at the screen, at Lingmu Jianer's face obscured by a black mosaic.

"Let's temporarily call it the 'Smiling Demon',"

"Obviously, it's not a ghost story, because its killings are indiscriminate, with no discernible pattern—at least so far,"

"And it's not a Fierce Ghost either,"

Wei Gong's voice was soft, yet it sent a chill through everyone present:

"A Fierce Ghost harbors grievance, hatred, and a clear target. Once revenge is fulfilled, the resentment dissipates,"

"But this thing... after its revenge, it does not stop,"

"It transforms its own resentment into indiscriminate slaughter, spreading to the whole world,"

He paused briefly, then said word by word.

"It combines the Fierce Ghost's 'unconditional trigger' with the ghost story's 'propagation,'"

"This is a brand‑new Weird form we've never seen before. It is a composite of a Fierce Ghost and a ghost story,"

"Transmit my orders,"

Wei Gong stood up, his gaze sweeping the room.

"Designate this Weird as Sequence 012-Laughing Demon,"

"Since we have not yet found that the Laughing Demon can kill through perception or transmitted images, the threat level... is provisionally set to A Ji!"

"Also, closely monitor its development; if there are still rules we do not understand... it could at any moment be upgraded to S Ji!"

S Ji!

Nation-Destruction Level!

Those two words froze the air in the entire hall.

"Now, immediately connect me to the highest communication channel of the East Island Prime Minister's Office!"

Wei Gong's voice carried unquestionable authority.

A few seconds later, the screen showed a middle‑aged man in a crisp suit, his hair meticulously groomed, who was the current Prime Minister of Dongdao, Xiao Yesi.

"Wei Gong, calling late at night, is there any emergency?"

Xiao Yesi's tone carried official courtesy, but his eyes hid an unmistakable arrogance.

Wei Gong did not waste words, getting straight to the point.

"Prime Minister Xiao Yesi, you should already know what happened in Xinsu,"

"It was neither a terror attack nor any biochemical weapon,"

"It was a supernatural event, a Weird codenamed 【Laughing Demon】,"

He pointed at Lingmu Jianer on the screen.

"This person is the source of the contamination. Conventional force is ineffective against him; any attempt to observe or lock onto him with the naked eye will be instantly infected,"

"Based on the professional judgment of our Federal Weird Investigation Bureau, we recommend that a specialized containment team we dispatch intervene immediately; this is currently the only way to control the situation,"

Wei Gong's words were concise and to the point.

However, after Xiao Yesi finished listening, he let out a light laugh.

"Wei Gong, thank you for your 'kindness',"

His tone grew harsh.

"But I want to remind you, Dongdao's sovereignty is independent. We have the capability and confidence to handle our internal affairs,"

"Our powerful Self-Defense Forces are enough to grind this 'contamination source' into powder,"

"So there is no need to trouble the Investigation Bureau's friends,"

At this moment, Dongdao was seeking 'independence', the period of greatest tension with the Federation.

In Xiao Yesi's view, this was essentially just another pretext for the Federation to intervene in Dongdao's internal affairs.

"You have no idea what you're dealing with!"

Wei Gong's voice suddenly rose.

"This isn't a problem that can be solved by sheer numbers or advanced weapons! Your arrogance will cause the entire Dongdao, even the Federation, to pay a painful price!"

"Enough!"

Xiao Yeti slammed the table abruptly, and his complexion turned completely cold.

"This is Dongdao's internal affairs! We'll handle it ourselves!"

"Doo—"

The communication was brutally hung up by the other side unilaterally.

"Damned it!"

Wei Gong hammered the console with a fierce punch.

He stared intently at the darkening screen, his clenched fist's knuckles turning slightly white from the strain.

What angered him wasn't Dongdao's refusal.

What angered him was that this bunch of idiots might, in the most foolish way, open Pandora's box with their own hands!

Meanwhile.

Dongdao, Yokosuka Military Base, underground command center.

A Self-Defense Forces officer bearing a General Star stared with blood‑red eyes at the massive monitoring wall before him.

Hundreds of split screens on the wall were live‑streaming a scene of earthly hell.

The once‑bustling CBD was now completely paralyzed.

Skyscrapers after skyscraper saw silhouettes constantly leaping down with Weird smiles, like dumplings being dropped, striking the ground and splattering blood flowers.

On the wide streets, countless out‑of‑control cars crashed in chain reactions, igniting towering flames and billowing thick black smoke.

The terrified crowd fled like headless flies, running everywhere, yet some would suddenly halt.

Then, slowly turning around, they showed that same stiff smile on their face.

In the next second, they would without hesitation launch the craziest attack on the nearest people around them.

Murder and death were spreading wildly through the heart of the city.

"General! A death‑order from the Prime Minister's Office! Spare no cost to contain the spread of contamination!"

"General! The 1st and 3rd Mobile Divisions request support! Their front lines are about to be breached!"

"General! Citizens' distress calls have been flooded!"

Countless communication requests and reports surged like a tide, nearly drowning the officer.

"Shut up!"

The officer let out a beast‑like roar.

He knew better than anyone that sending any ground troops into the City Center now would be sending them to their deaths!

Whether ordinary soldiers or elite snipers, as long as their eyes, via any device, saw that man, the outcome would be only one!

Death!

He must be killed without "seeing" him!

An insanely crazy idea detonated in his mind.

He shoved the communicator blocking his way aside, staggered to the main console, and snatched the red microphone linked to the air base.

"Emergency combat order! Emergency combat order!"

"Deploy F-35! Immediately! Right now!"

"Target! Xinsu CBD, coordinates XXX, XXX! Pollution source Core area!"

The air force commander at the other end of the mic was clearly frightened by the order.

"General! That's the City Center! Are you sure......"

"I'm sure!" the officer roared.

"Authorization to use......"

He took a deep breath and forced three words out between his teeth.

"Cloud‑burst bomb!"

Everyone in the command center was stunned, frozen on the spot by those three words.

Using a thermobaric bomb to bomb the heart of one's own most prosperous capital?

This is madness!

But the officer just stared fixedly at the center of the screen.

In the footage, the blood‑soaked figure, Lingmu Jianer, had already reached the center of the city's busiest intersection.

He stopped, then slowly lifted his head.

His hollow eyes surveyed the surrounding apocalyptic scene he had created with his own hands, and the terrifying grin at the corner of his mouth widened even more.

He seemed to be admiring his own masterpiece.

And at that moment.

On the distant horizon, a tiny black dot roared toward them at supersonic speed, tearing the air.

Beneath its cold wings was mounted the pinnacle of modern warfare's destructive power, capable of turning an entire block instantly into a sea of fire and vacuum!

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The so‑called Nation‑Destruction Level is certainly not that simple.