Shang Jing, Southwest Sea.
Beneath the massive arched dome sat six to seven hundred people.
Some in small groups of three or five.
Others in clusters of about ten.
Representing different nations.
Of the nearly two hundred countries on Blue Star, only a few dozen were present, yet all the strongest nations were accounted for.
They, sufficiently represented the will of all Blue Star!
As for the small countries that didn't come…
They lacked money.
They lacked influence.
They lacked powerful military strength.
It was possible their leaders didn't even have private jets.
Whether they came or not made no difference.
In any case, it wasn't their turn to voice opinions.
"On behalf of the White Eagle Nation, I say sorry to the Great Xia Nation. Everything that happened before was a misunderstanding," the White Eagle President declared, his head held high.
There.
He immediately attributed everything to a misunderstanding.
Did he intend to admit fault?
"That's right! A small misunderstanding!"
Seeing his father downplay the issue, the Gallic Rooster President immediately chimed in, "I can guarantee that such things will not happen again!"
Isn't that obvious?
Of course, it wouldn't happen again!
You had your nuclear weapons stolen, how could you conduct nuclear blackmail again?
Before coming to Great Xia, the Gallic Rooster President had considered that even becoming a vassal of Great Xia would be better than being annihilated.
After all…
What was surrender?
Before the Gallic Rooster surrendered, no one could occupy Paris.
But he hadn't expected the White Eagle to attribute everything to a misunderstanding, clearly not intending to sincerely apologize.
Since father did it.
Shouldn't I follow suit?
Thus.
All the countries that had participated in the nuclear blackmail plan stood together in tacit agreement, none of them intending to admit guilt.
So what if they knew about the nuclear blackmail plan?
Someone overheard it.
There was no concrete evidence!
Li Hongxing's expression was visibly displeased.
He had thought this would be a grand ceremony of nations paying homage, that Western countries would not only apologize but even offer compensation.
But the result?
A brief mention, dismissed with a wave of the hand.
They attributed their malicious actions to a mere misunderstanding.
Detestable!
However, the nuclear blackmail plan was overheard by Great Xia's espers, and there was no solid proof.
"Mr. Qin Feng has arrived!"
Suddenly!
The doors to the conference hall opened.
Qin Feng, Xiao Ruoruo, and Zhou Haiyang entered.
Seeing the three of them, the leaders of the countries involved in the nuclear blackmail had uneasy expressions.
This guy…
Was different from the high-ranking officials of the Great Xia Nation!
The high officials, led by Li Hongxing, represented the nation's dignity and composure.
They had to be courteous.
They had to consider national image.
But Qin Feng?
He was a former delivery man who had started slaughtering his way through the apocalyptic world.
In that world of blood and fire, there was no room for dignity or composure.
Might made right!
Strength was paramount!
Qin Feng walked along the aisle.
The seating in the conference hall was arranged according to national strength. For instance, the five permanent members sat in the front row, with the White Eagle Nation in the center of the front.
Soon.
Qin Feng reached the front row.
Everyone thought he would go to the Great Xia's seats.
Whoosh!
He lunged forward and grabbed the White Eagle President by the neck.
Slap!
Slap!
Slap!
Several slaps landed.
He raised his knee!
His knee slammed hard into the president's abdomen.
He released his grip.
The White Eagle President curled up on the floor, frothing at the mouth, his body convulsing uncontrollably, as if having an epileptic fit.
"You think you can get away with this?"
Qin Feng directly stomped on him.
His icy gaze swept over those who had traveled thousands of miles only to refuse to admit their mistakes, "You haven't seen a president get beaten, have you? Many of you haven't!"
"Have you seen a president publicly executed?"
"Have you seen your nation annihilated and your people wiped out?!"
The last sentence.
Qin Feng's voice rose significantly.
His voice echoed throughout the entire conference hall.
Making eardrums tremble.
Annihilation of a nation!
Extermination of a people!
At that moment, they realized how foolish the White Eagle President was.
Did they still think it was the past?
Deny it?
Cover it up?
And get away with it?
Times have changed!
The World Police were no longer glorious.
Their nuclear weapons, which once deterred the entire world, had been stolen.
Besides nuclear weapons, their aircraft carrier battle groups, which once deterred the world, were now a complete joke.
A massive aircraft carrier battle group destroyed within three minutes.
What reliance did they have left?
What confidence did they possess?
This world…
Had completely changed!
Qin Feng walked to the podium and said into the microphone in a cold voice, "From the next storyline onwards, my base can provide basic sanctuary to adventurers from all countries around the globe – just like the Great Bear Nation."
"Those who wish to receive sanctuary know what they need to do."
"Additionally, besides basic sanctuary, you can also buy crystals from me."
With that said.
He stepped down from the podium.
He didn't say another word, nor did he linger in the hall. He left directly with Xiao Ruoruo and Zhou Haiyang.
The representatives present were all stunned.
What was basic sanctuary?
They had watched the live broadcast.
Kashiyev was the best example!
Qin Feng had provided the Tsar Team with a safe accommodation area, as well as basic food, clothing, and shelter.
Safe lodging.
Sufficient food and warm clothing.
This was the so-called basic sanctuary.
As for crystals…
When food, clothing, shelter, and transportation were no longer issues, they could focus on hunting with peace of mind.
Look!
Because they had basic sanctuary.
The Tsar Team had achieved third place in the team rankings in the last storyline, receiving generous rewards!
On the contrary, most other countries…
Not only did they not receive any rewards, but because their ranking was outside the top fifty, disasters befell them.
Not only that!
Qin Feng had also said.
Besides basic sanctuary, he would even sell crystals!
The reason was self-evident.
Many countries' adventurers had been wiped out.
The replacements were all ordinary people.
However, the storyline would not reduce its difficulty because of these weak ordinary people.
Putting aside disaster-type storylines like "The Day After Tomorrow."
Take "Army of the Dead" for instance, where ordinary people could kill zombies because zombies were initially only level 1.
Now?
Level 5 was the lowest!
New adventurers entering the fray would die as soon as they left the safe zone in such scenarios.
How could they survive, develop, or improve?
If they could obtain crystal support from Qin Feng…
In a short period, ordinary people could become espers, giving them a chance to survive!
After all.
The entire world had watched the live broadcast. Everyone knew that Qin Feng possessed tens of millions of crystals.
More than enough to go around!
"I'll buy!"
The John Bull Nation, whose adventurers were wiped out in the last storyline, eagerly stood up first. "We'll buy crystals from the Great Xia Nation. Price is not an issue!"
The John Bull Nation had already collapsed.
Externally.
Isolated by other countries, becoming a global outcast.
Internally.
Due to the annihilation of their adventurers, under the dual onslaught of storylines, they had suffered catastrophic losses.
In the next new storyline.
The replacements would be ordinary newcomers, with no hope of survival.
Once wiped out again.
Another new storyline would descend upon the John Bull Nation.
If they could buy crystals, the situation would be completely different.
"You buy nothing!"
The Prime Minister of the Barbary Sheep Nation, who had the best relationship with Great Xia, sneered. "The entire John Bull Nation has been isolated and its trade cut off. Your currency is worthless – what will you use to buy crystals?"
The John Bull Nation was on the brink of returning to the Stone Age.
Their money…
Was too coarse to even wipe their bottoms!