If it had been in the past, perhaps this major incident would have been covered up, but the impact of this incident is too great, and the more it is covered up, the more it arouses people's anger.
In the dark night, Nantian Building is brightly lit.
Because the newly harvested dragon corpses need to be distributed and related processing matters, most departments of the entire group are working overtime. Of course, all employees who work overtime will be rewarded with a pound of king-level dragon meat.
The factory roared, and the sound of machinery in the processing plant echoed in the night.
Branch offices in other provinces and regions are working hard, and the various materials and monsters Gao Peng needs are delivered through various channels overnight.
"It's going to be chaotic," Gao Peng murmured in a low voice, frowning.
Grandpa hasn't come back yet. Nantian Group needs him to be in charge. Just after hanging up a certain phone call, someone invited Gao Peng to join them, but Gao Peng declined.
If he hadn't met that person, Gao Peng would have really suspected that it was a scam call.
But both the voice and the phone number in the note told Gao Peng that this was not a liar.
"There's going to be chaos." Gao Peng's expression was complicated. Time didn't wait for me. The chaos came too quickly. It only took more than a year. Gao Peng originally thought he could give himself several years to develop.
During this year, after Gao Peng returned to the Nantian Group, in addition to improving the quality of the beasts for the senior executives who were loyal to the group and a small number of senior executives of the Explorers Union, he also cultivated many rare beasts and multiplied them in large numbers.
After a large number of breeding, the beasts were cultivated into monster legions.
Some are performing tasks outside, while others are training in the mountains.
"If you give me a few more years, I can even cultivate an army of lord-level monsters."
Dong dong dong, the door knocked.
"Come in." Gao Peng said.
"Shaodong, these are the experts you asked us to invite. These are all professors from the Department of Archeology in Huaxia District." Xu Qingzhi, who has always been a researcher, has now temporarily become Gao Peng's secretary.
The door of the room opened, and seven or eight old people walked in. These people were all professors in the Huaxia District who were the most proficient in the study of ancient times or had unique insights in certain aspects, as well as old scholars who had in-depth research on ancient texts.
"Student Gao Peng has met several teachers." Gao Peng turned his head with a smile on his face, bowed and said sincerely.
Gao Peng's attitude made some of the professors who were brought in through tough measures feel relieved.
"You said you have some ancient documents from ancient times for us to study?" an old man with a ruddy complexion and gray hair said loudly on the left side of the station. "Let's talk about it first. If there are no ancient documents, prepare a return ticket for me immediately. I will have to teach students tomorrow."
Gao Peng smiled slightly, "How can the student feel that he deceived the teacher? But the student did lie. I don't have any ancient written records from ancient times." Before the old man could get angry, Gao Peng continued: "But I have two ancient tribes here. Those who come down, they should be able to become research materials for teachers.”
"What the hell?" The professor was stunned.
In the room, seven or eight old men surrounded Tong Xiang and Tong Ling, staring at each other.
Tong Xiang, who was wearing brown plush pajamas and sitting on the sofa with a big watermelon in his hands, moved his butt uneasily. The sofa was very soft, but he felt an inexplicable ache in his butt.
"Are you sure you're not kidding me?" Professor Wang was still a little skeptical.
"Don't make fun of me, old man."
"Don't worry, absolutely not." Gao Peng stood nearby and said to several professors.
The reason why Gao Peng invited these professors here was also to learn the language and writing of ancient times.
Although these people are ancients, Gao Peng, who knows something, knows that these ancients in their eyes have very unique insights into the cultivation of beast control, and have gone a long way on this road.
Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you fight without danger.
Whether it is to facilitate communication with them in the future or to be able to understand their words, learning their language and words is very necessary. At least it can prevent two people from ancient tribes from talking under Gao Peng's nose, and Gao Peng has no idea what they are talking about.
After learning it on his own, Gao Peng is also preparing to further learn ancient characters and languages from the senior management of Nantian Group and specially train people who are loyal to him.
It will then be further promoted throughout the Nantian Group.
He didn't feel at ease simply letting Tong Xiang and Tong Ling teach him. After all, they were enemies before.
So Gao Peng found authoritative experts. These were all real old professors who worked hard and down-to-earth. With a two-pronged approach, Gao Peng believed that he would learn ancient characters and languages very quickly.
"Young Master, the phone number of the mayor of Yuzhou." Xu Qingzhi picked up the phone and trotted in and said to Gao Peng.
Gao Peng signaled to several professors, "I'll go out and take a call."
After leaving the room, Gao Peng answered the phone. The voice of the mayor of Yuzhou on the other side of the phone was a little tired and hoarse. He wanted to know more details about the Wuxia Base City from Gao Peng.
Although they already know the general story of the incident through satellites in the sky, the impact of this incident is too great, and they want to know the specific details.
Gao Peng didn't hide anything. In addition to concealing his ability to control beasts, he told them all other details, especially the ability of the Black Water Nightmare Dragon.
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a long time before he replied, "Thank you."
The next day, news came out that Great Britain officially announced its withdrawal from the alliance and established the Holy Day Alliance.
On the afternoon of the same day, the Southeast Asia and China regions Jiangnan Base City, Jinling Base City, and Magic City Base City simultaneously announced the independent establishment of the Poseidon Alliance and the Freedom Alliance.
The prestige of the World Alliance government has plummeted. All base cities and major consortiums around the world have recruited emissaries, recruiting strong emissaries at high prices, and offering high salaries and positions.
Those strong casual cultivators instantly became fragrant buns.
Several videos were posted on the top of forums on major websites.
Over the Big Ben in Great Britain, a huge red dragon hovers over the city, and the scorching flames turn into a sea of fire and cover the sky.
In the center of Stonehenge, a fifty-meter-tall lava man looks up to the sky and roars.
In the shallow sea next to the Maldives, a giant turtle, as dark as the back of an island, as if it were covered with rocks, set off huge waves of hundreds of feet.
Over the base city of Jiangnan, a giant blue bird circled around a green mountain. A wind tornado formed on the top of the mountain leading to the sky. Thick white and gray clouds formed a vortex around the tornado.
The videos all have one thing in common. There is a small but unignorable figure standing on the top or back of these monsters.
This indicates that they are not wild monsters, but beasts with masters!
These videos were uploaded to major forums and video websites, and were instantly hit the top.
A lord-level envoy active on the forum left a message, "This is a king-level one."
One night ago, the situation changed and the situation became strange.