Chapter 15: Ruthless Legend
These movements caused some commotion inside the breakfast shop. Customers all raised their heads to look out the window, wanting to confirm what exactly had happened.
Jiang Yang did not look up. Not only that, he also sped up his eating progress a bit.
This bowl of tofu pudding tastes really good; no wonder this breakfast shop does such good business.
It’s just too hot, can’t eat it fast. If the person he’s waiting for arrives and he still hasn’t finished, that would be a pity.
While blowing hard to cool it down, Jiang Yang scooped spoonfuls of tofu pudding into his mouth and heard siren sounds approaching from afar, with many heavy footsteps sounding on the street, finally stopping in front of the breakfast shop.
Several fully armed guards pushed open the door and walked in. Instantly, the originally noisy breakfast shop became deathly silent.
Everyone’s gazes converged on these guards.
“Please everyone stay seated in your own seats and do not move about. Please forgive us for any disturbance.”
Jiang Yang sighed, put down the spoon in his hand, looked at the tofu pudding still steaming with heat, about half a small bowl left, feeling somewhat regretful.
He raised his head to look at the guards, and saw the guards walking straight toward him.
In the breakfast shop, the gazes of customers and service staff also shifted, ultimately converging on him just like those guards.
Even just from the corner of his eye, Jiang Yang could still see the excited expressions mixed with tension on people’s faces.
As if watching the most exciting, most gripping movie, people kept staring here intently, not wanting to look away for even a second.
It’s not often that so many fully armed guards rush into a breakfast shop to arrest someone.
Probably, the people witnessing all this at this moment have already planned in their hearts how to brag to their friends…
With a bit of emotion in his heart, Jiang Yang stood up and met the guards’ eyes.
The leading guard saluted Jiang Yang, his voice low and powerful: “Our unit has been ordered to report to you.”
Whoa…
A low murmur arose in the breakfast shop.
So it’s not an arrest, but reporting for duty?
Jiang Yang nodded slightly: “Let’s go.”
With Jiang Yang protected in the middle, the group walked outward. Passing by Zhou Yu, Jiang Yang looked down at her.
He could clearly see the excitement and gossip in Zhou Yu’s eyes; the fatigue from staying up late seemed to have vanished long ago.
Seeing Jiang Yang looking at her, Zhou Yu became a bit nervous again, and the arm holding the steamed bun that was just about to go into her mouth stiffened in mid-air.
“Take her along.”
Casually tossing out the sentence, Jiang Yang turned and left.
The smile on Zhou Yu’s face instantly froze, and the steamed bun in her hand dropped with a slap.
One guard turned around, saluted Zhou Yu: “Comrade, hello, please come with us.”
“Hey, I, I don’t know him, I…”
Jiang Yang ignored Zhou Yu’s explanations and urgency behind him.
Standing at the breakfast shop entrance, he took a deep breath, knowing that in the next few days he might not breathe natural air again.
At this moment, the entire street was under martial law, with armed guards on alert every ten meters along both sides of the street.
Passing pedestrians had all been isolated at the street edges, while dozens of police cars and armored vehicles were parked on the street.
Arriving in front of a tall, obviously specially modified heavy SUV, he sat in the back seat, and as before, two guards sat on his left and right sides.
The convoy started off in neat formation, and the guards who had been on alert quickly withdrew, leaving only the roadside people full of excitement and confusion discussing what had just happened.
Jiang Yang then looked at the guard beside him: “Contact Gu Changshan.”
“Yes.”
The guard did not hesitate at all, picked up the encrypted telephone, dialed a number, and handed it to Jiang Yang moments later.
“This is Gu Changshan.”
“Commander Gu, immediately form a strategic intelligence analysis team with you at the core. At the same time, contact Professor Lu Zhaoming and experts and scholars from various disciplines and fields to immediately form a scientific verification team.
Hold an emergency online meeting in one hour; I require all members of both teams to be fully present.”
Gu Changshan was silent for two seconds, then finally said in a deep voice: “Received, guarantee mission completion.”
Amid the constant helicopter roar from the sky, the convoy drove forward, just like in the previous life, arriving at a base with no signboard.
Taking the elevator underground, Jiang Yang once again saw Gu Changshan’s tall and upright figure.
“Comrade Jiang Yang, hello. The online meeting room is fully set up, with a total of 376 team members all online.”
“Good, lead the way.”
Following behind Gu Changshan, the image of him silently dying in his seat not long ago naturally surfaced in Jiang Yang’s mind.
The pain before death, even after injecting medicine in advance, still made him shudder. And Gu Changshan had no external assistance at all!
He did not struggle, did not make any sound, didn’t even grit his teeth, just like taking a usual nap, quietly passing through the most painful phase before death.
This guy is a freaking absolute tough guy…
Jiang Yang quietly defined Gu Changshan in his heart.
Led by Gu Changshan to a room, Jiang Yang saw a huge screen filled with densely packed windows.
There was a figure in each window. The figures were dressed variously: some in formal suits, some in sportswear or pajamas, others wrapped in bathrobes.
In one hour, gathering all these personnel and preparing online meeting room equipment of sufficient security level—the mobilization and organizational capability involved behind the scenes made Jiang Yang shudder just thinking about it.
Several of them Jiang Yang was very familiar with.
An elder in a formal suit, sitting upright, slim build with half-bald hair—that was Sun Changhe.
Hair gray, wearing glasses and a white coat—that was Lu Zhaoming.
Sitting down in the front seat, Jiang Yang looked at Sun Changhe: “Hello, Director Sun.”
“Comrade Jiang Yang, everyone is here. What do you have to announce?”
He knew that Sun Changhe did not fully and completely trust him at this moment.
Just as he had said in the previous life, it was impossible for a single statement to make an entire nation completely believe someone’s password.
This violated the most basic operational logic of a massive nation.
But this did not prevent the national level from trusting him to a limited extent and cooperating with him to do some things under the premise of “assuming it is true.”
The high-level meeting convened in front of him within one hour was exactly like that.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yang said: “Before talking about this matter, I want to make a prophecy first.
At 10:05:36 today, that is, about one hour from now, at coordinates 170°49’4.1″ E, 23°12’7.9″ N, a magnitude 4.2 earthquake will occur, with seismic source depth of 15 kilometers.
For now, let’s not discuss the truth of the prophecy or how I made this prophecy; let’s discuss something else.
Apocalypse.
