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Chapter 282 - 257: Three Days Until the Tide of Gray Mist Arrives (Requesting Monthly Votes)

Chapter 282: Chapter 257: Three Days Until the Tide of Gray Mist Arrives (Requesting Monthly Votes)

Constructing a massive base city in a short period of time is by no means an easy task.

The entire Dong Huang had already sprung into action, starting with subtle movements, and as the Dawn Plan’s location was gradually finalized and the scope narrowed, the machine that was Dong Huang truly began to operate, unleashing an unimaginable force.

This naturally did not escape the notice of the White-headed Eagle Federation, located across the Pacific Ocean.

"Dong Huang is preparing to build a base city to deal with the Mysterious Evil disaster?"

The leader in the black leather jacket pondered before looking at the person in the blue robe sitting opposite him, "Your Excellency, what do you think?"

The man in the blue robe, an envoy from Wave city-state, shook his head with a tone of certainty, "This is a futile effort, perhaps, it’s some method capable of precisely locating Mysterious Evil that has given them the illusion that they can block its leak."

He scoffed.

Seeing that the leader in the black leather jacket seemed to listen attentively, he continued, "In the second phase of the Ghastly Realm’s erosion, extinguishing most of the Mysterious Evil and ensuring the city’s stability is indeed possible with precise positioning and population convergence, but once the third phase, the Tide of Gray Mist covers us, the permeation of Mysterious Evil will be tenfold or even a hundredfold what it is now. Your Excellency, do you think it can still be held back?"

The leader in the black leather jacket also didn’t think it was possible.

He just wanted to hear someone with the same opinion as his.

There had been commotion within the nation lately because the White-headed Eagle Federation couldn’t extinguish the Mysterious Evil as timely as Dong Huang, White Bear Country, or Sunset Country.

But what of it?

Most people would eventually sink along with the world. It was only right to use limited resources to build an ark and preserve the human spark.

Years later, he would lead the people of Blue Star to take root in the Ghastly Realm and continue Blue Star’s glory.

His name would be forever etched in the history of Blue Star.

...

Sunset Country, City of Mist.

This once bustling international metropolis had gone quiet after the disaster of the Red Moon, but now, with the help of the Sky Eye System, the Mysterious Evil had been eradicated and the damaged buildings reconstructed; this great city was gradually regaining its former prosperity.

At this moment, within the headquarters of the Night Walkers located at the mysterious heart of power in City of Mist, one high-level executive after another arrived.

The bustling meeting fell suddenly silent, until the meeting’s chair, Yul, spoke:

"Dong Huang is planning to establish a base city as a central part of future disaster defense."

After a moment of silence, a middle-aged man with brown hair asked, "Is this arranged by the Ember?"

Another well-dressed elderly man spoke up, "Actually, the Ember has also informed us to establish a base city style sanctuary."

"That is to say, behind Dong Huang’s actions, there is indeed the push of the Ember."

"Is this feasible?"

"The Ember’s Sky Eye System is indeed powerful, it has restored peace and order to our cities, but how long can such tranquility last? A fiercer disaster is on the horizon."

"What the Envoy of the White Tower said might not be true, I think the Ember more credible by comparison..."

"I know the Ember is more trustworthy, but that’s based on extensive data extrapolating the future. If the frequency of Mysterious Evil proliferation is to increase by tens or dozens of times, the Sky Eye System can detect it, but our Night Walkers won’t be able to cope, even with a base city established.

"Just like the recent major outbreak of the Ghastly Realm’s portals, bringing a global disaster, and after that, the proliferation frequency of Mysterious Evil also sharply increased by 150 percentage points... All these data indicate that the arrival of the Tide of Gray Mist has a probability greater than 90%!

"The words of the Envoy of the White Tower are not false."

"After all, it’s from the profound depth of the Ghastly Realm, the mysterious power of the Great Oasis — they understand and possess information far beyond our reach."

"Yes, even the Ember can’t compare to these Great Oasis powers in terms of vision and information."

"But after all, it was the Ember who brought us order, who once saved City of Mist."

An increasingly fierce argument erupted within the meeting room.

Those who stood with the Envoy of the White Tower, those with the Ember, each stood their ground.

Some believed that the Ember had repeatedly performed miracles and, being from Blue Star itself, was more reliable.

But more were rational; the Ember could indeed be trusted, but that didn’t mean the way the Ember wanted to take was the correct one.

Following the Envoy of the White Tower was the only way to a future.

The discussion escalated from lively to intense to quarrelsome, to the point of almost coming to blows, all within a mere half an hour.

Yul had to invoke the authority of His Excellency Anthony to cool the room down slightly.

He said, "We still rely on the Ember in many ways, and our cooperation with the Ember cannot be cut off, but, we must also firmly grasp the opportunity presented by the Envoy of the White Tower."

Previously there was only the Ember’s big leg to hold onto, but now, the times have changed, and they, Sunset Country, also have the power to choose.

Naturally, they must choose the most secure option.

Since Dong Huang is building the base city, let’s wait and see how it works out when the time comes.

...

White Bear Country,

"An envoy from the Storm City of the Great Oasis?"

The leader of the Secret Security Bureau, Giant King, stroked his white beard, pondered for a while, and then looked at the people present, "Plans may be prepared accordingly, but everything else, let’s wait and see."

...

Wavemist Nation,

After listening to the subordinate’s report, the Minister of the Super War Department, Anderson, fell into deep thought.

"It seems Sunset Country and White Bear Country are both secretive, working on something, and the White-headed Eagle Federation is even more bizarre—what exactly are they hiding?"

It was almost the same time they got in touch with the Ember, and in fact, Wavemist obtained the contact slightly earlier than Sunset Country.

But he always felt that compared to their neighbors in Sunset Country, they were missing something.

What was it?

He turned his head to look at Katrina.

The Blood Queen shrugged, "Don’t ask me, this is the headache you should be having as the minister. I’ve already applied to study abroad with the Ember."

Wait a minute, how can you, as the deputy minister, become a student? Don’t you care about your power?!

But Katrina had already shaken her hair and left; she only came today to give notice.

Watching her leave, Anderson fell into silence.

He had won in the power struggle, and his position as minister was secure, with no one able to shake it, but... he always felt that this position was somewhat shackling.

It must be an illusion.

...

In the depths of the Ghastly Realm, the city of Sword Flower.

In the rose-filled office of the headmistress of Rose Academy – still charming despite her age and with an elegantly curvaceous figure – the headmistress once again received a letter from Matissa.

Also sent along were some delicacies from Blue Star.

She gently tore off the outer wrapping paper and placed a sweet called chocolate into her mouth, chewing elegantly, her eyes suddenly brightened a bit.

"Not bad."

"Matissa really put some thought into this."

"Besides its unparalleled potential, Blue Star is also famous for its gastronomy, isn’t it?"

In the letter, Matissa discussed the contents of the trade.

The plans for the Brightlight Lanterns were to be traded for some specialties of Blue Star.

Several food recipes were among them.

"But having only the food recipes is not enough; after all, they are just low-energy ordinary foods, mere desires of the taste buds."

She picked up another piece of chocolate and gently placed it in her mouth.

"Tea eggs, cotton candy... what a pity there’s no recipe for chocolate, and even if there were, exchanging such ordinary foods for something like Brightlight Torch blueprints or low-grade common potion formulas might be acceptable, but lanterns, those are already the top-tier of marketable technologies."

"It’s not enough."

She picked up another piece of chocolate, gently placed it into her mouth, and continued reading.

"So there are also special crop seeds included besides the food recipes?"

"The seeds of a mysterious crop that has been directionally improved to contain substantial energy and can be cultivated on a large scale?"

The headmistress pondered, habitually peeling the wrapping paper and placing the sweet in her mouth.

After a while, having finished reading Matissa’s letter, she nodded slightly.

"If that’s the case, as trade goods, they are barely enough in value, and being small items, they can be sent along with the letters."

"Not bad, Matissa is capable of handling matters on her own now."

She showed a smile and habitually reached out to the side to grab something.

And then she froze.

Where were the sweets? Where were the sweets that Matissa sent as a token of respect to the headmistress? How had they disappeared!

...

In the training base of Shui Ze.

Two days had passed since the dinner party, and Matissa had been staying here for two days, already cleaned up and no longer bearing the dust and fatigue of her time in the Ghastly Realm.

And she had put on a beautiful outfit made in Blue Star.

She loved it very much; Blue Star also had many beautiful and elegant clothes, and she would’ve loved to buy them all. She truly adored the world of Blue Star!

The thought that this world would also meet its end due to the Ghastly Realm’s devouring made her somewhat reluctant to leave.

"You guys from Blue Star better buck up and preserve all these specialties~!"

"This is our homeland; needless to say, we will do everything we can to protect it."

Shi Yunxi showed a bit of helplessness in the face of this girl.

But accompanying Matissa was her mentor’s assignment to her, so she could only continue to accompany her.

She said, "Let’s go, the mentor has arranged a special fitness card for you. You wouldn’t want to eat and drink every day and gain ten pounds in a short period."

Thinking of such a scenario caused Matissa to vigorously shake her head.

Forget it, forget it, it would just be an experience to see how the people of Blue Star trained, she thought.

"But don’t forget to tell your mentor that the Tide of Gray Mist is fast approaching. You can’t be careless."

...

"Indeed, the Tide of Gray Mist is drawing near, only three days left."

Seventeen days had not passed since the twenty-day prophecy.

During this period, the girl had made two more prophecies, each shortening the predicted time of the Tide of Gray Mist’s arrival.

It was not only prophecy; Fang You was also observing.

And compared to the observations in the Great Oasis, he, with the power of the Secret Realm, was countless times more accurate in his observations.

As time drew closer, he could even pinpoint it to the hour and minute.

"However, as the erosion deepens and the barriers of Blue Star further weaken, the number of guests arriving here has also increased."

"White Tower, Storm City, Wavemist City-State, it seems the Holy Serpent Society as well."

These messages didn’t require Thousand Faces to search like searching for a needle in the ocean anymore; the intelligence department he had established would gather the information and deliver it to his hands.

Even with Thousand Faces in Sakura Country, it did not affect the operation of the entire department.

"If those from the Great Oasis come as guests with the goal of mutual benefit, they are to be treated with fine wine and cuisine."

"If they are not guests..."

"Leave that to the intelligence department."

"Only three days left, just three days, Project Dawn... must not fail."