HISD Chapter 59 After the Nuclear Strike
Star Dragon Era 0200, the first day after the Federation exams.
Today, Tianhe City, thick fog, surface temperature 30,000,000 Celsius.
Five hundred kilometers from Tianhe City center, Dongmu City.
At this moment, nearly all citizens were outside, staring blankly toward Tianhe City. They could still feel the tremors, a massive mushroom cloud rising, the terrifying cataclysm akin to the apocalypse.
"Miss Tifa."
Chen Hong anxiously looked at the black-haired girl beside her, worried that Dream Tifa couldn't handle it. In her view, no one inside Tianhe City could have survived the nuclear strike.
After all, this was a nuclear bomb, the ultimate weapon of the era, in the tens of millions of tons!
Such a bomb could destroy most of Tianhe City's infrastructure and make a hundred-kilometer radius uninhabitable, a forbidden zone for humans.
Yet, reflected in Chen Hong's eyes, Dream Tifa stood tall in the street, black hair flowing in the wind, hands clasped over her chest.
In her palm rested a mechanical USB drive.
"He will come back. He will definitely come back."
Tifa's delicate and beautiful face remained calm, her voice firm.
Chen Hong shook her head and sighed. She didn't know if he would return, but Tifa was utterly enthralled.
Actually, Tifa had always been enthralled.
Three hundred kilometers from the city's nuclear epicenter, a large truck full of survivors was evacuating. They could clearly see the explosion from Tianhe City, and the truck shook with the tremors.
The mushroom cloud pushed aside the white fog, rising from the surface to the sky.
It was a terrifying yet spectacular sight.
"Those monsters must all be dead now!" someone on the truck shouted.
"But our homes are gone too," another murmured, eyes vacant, seeing no hope.
Many survivors fell silent.
From today, ninety percent of Tianhe City's citizens would be homeless, many losing relatives and everything they knew. A true tragedy.
"At least we're still alive, right?" someone comforted themselves quietly.
Pan Hu, sitting on the truck's side, held the frame and stared at the nuclear devastation, recalling the spined humanoid he had seen. Was it destroyed along with the monsters?
Suddenly, Pan Hu froze. He vaguely remembered glimpsing a side of the powerful spined humanoid at the military base earlier.
A grayish-white bone mask, with a small opening showing part of a familiar human face.
Before leaving, it seemed to nod at him, then leapt violently toward the goat-like monsters.
"This can't be!"
Pan Hu's eyes widened, staring at the mushroom cloud over Tianhe City.
Meanwhile, in the Eastern District, Tianlong Kunlun, supernatural headquarters.
The underground command hall, accommodating hundreds, was silent. Everyone stared at screens showing near-orbit satellites, bombing aircraft, and nearby city watchtowers.
Through these live perspectives, they monitored Tianhe City to confirm the nuclear strike's impact.
However, all live feeds now only showed the mushroom cloud rising, replacing the prior fog.
It would take time for the nuclear cloud to disperse.
"Don't worry, a tens-of-millions-ton bomb. Even the largest fog monsters can't survive it," a scientist said confidently.
But just then, the live feed changed dramatically.
Under the sunset, the previously dispersed fog suddenly spread from the mushroom cloud's center, engulfing the remaining cloud, and then spread outward like a tide, quickly covering the city again.
No, it wasn't stopping!
Thick, strange white fog expanded, covering Tianhe City and a hundred-kilometer surrounding area.
Everyone at the headquarters froze, dumbstruck.
Fear spread like an unending fog in their hearts.
"Damn it!"
"This is definitely an SSS-level invasion, extinction-level!"
"Nuclear bombs don't work, the Dragon Maiden's body has issues, what do we do?"
In the Western District, underground, a thousand meters below, a middle-aged man with graying temples arrived at the subterranean palace with two general guards.
Before him stretched a thousand jade steps leading to the temple at the end of the underground hall.
"O supreme deity! Outside, the Dragon Maiden's body suddenly turned diamond-like, and an SSS-level invasion has appeared. Please bestow a miracle to guide the future of the Star Dragon Federation."
Ten seconds later, a pair of giant vertical pupils lit up in darkness above the temple. Dozens of long tentacles drifted from the shadows, a massive, bizarre black head protruding.
"God!"
The two generals trembled, eyes fanatical, unable to look directly. The middle-aged man knelt, tears streaming. "Save us, save the Federation!"
A sharp, hoarse voice echoed like thunder: "The time… has not come."
"Not yet? So the time to resolve this hasn't arrived," the man in a suit muttered, half-comprehending, overjoyed.
He waved his hand: "Prepare the offerings! Increase the annual quota to a thousand for the deity!"
"Yes, high priest!"
The generals exchanged glances and obeyed.
In the Western District, supernatural headquarters.
The conference hall was filled with senior councilors, agents, and generals discussing the SSS-level fog invasion in the East.
This was the first officially classified SSS-level invasion in Star Dragon Federation history. Mishandling it could endanger the entire Eastern District, and the fog could potentially spread to the Western District.
During the discussion, the door opened.
Frowns appeared but quickly turned to excitement.
A young, handsome white man with short dark-gold hair entered, wearing a blue tight uniform with a Star Dragon Federation flag cape.
"It's Homelander!"
"The homeland hero has arrived!"
"Of course, how could a meeting go without him!"
The Western District headquarters conference hall erupted like a fan event.
The handsome man smiled with quiet confidence, walking in with relaxed composure, radiating mature, invincible charm.
He scanned the room, smiling slightly: "I'm here. So, it's all right now."
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