"The data after the Tianbian incident has been analyzed."

In the empty office, the sound of the artificial intelligence "Yinglong" suddenly sounded, and the sound of Yinglong after the algorithm was improved and optimized was no longer so cold:

"The unknown energy particles named 'Reiqi Particles' are the most active among all known particles, far exceeding the second one by more than a hundred times! Not only is they active, they can also strengthen the strength, toughness, vitality of human meridians, objects..."

"This is why Poseidon named this particle 'God Particle'."

Yinglong, whose tone was getting closer and closer to ordinary people, told Qinglong in a soothing tone:

"This particle has a wide range of properties. Compressed into the qi veins, it can achieve the utilization rate of fusion, and it can exert the unstable damage of fission.... The threat is full!"

"Is there a way to stop the spread of 'real particles', or to limit them to a certain area, such as a desert uninhabited area?"

Qinglong calmed down and looked for a solution.

In fact, the Special Affairs Bureau's think tank has held a meeting for two months, almost per capita, and no solution has been found.

"The gentlemen from the think tank have analyzed and proposed plans. In theory, there is enough time to do it, but Mr. Qinglong, we can't do it."

Yinglong's tone was much gentler, but he still analyzed it calmly:

"The difficulty is only a little bit, but it cannot be overcome."

"......I see."

Qinglong's brow frowned, and Yinglong no longer needed to say anything.

Even the Special Affairs Bureau could not conquer. There was only one person besides the old rival with the world's largest "Dream Enemy Alliance" separated by the ocean.

Compared to the person behind, he would rather cross the ocean to fight against Truman for life and death.

"Does humans need God?"

The battle of the three-year battle of the Great Dream appeared in my mind, and the global riots in the past month emerged. Qinglong stood up for a long time.

"Yinglong..."

He whispered to arrange the tasks for the next few days, and then he took a step and disappeared into the office.

......

Garula, who was facing the old man, stood by the Ganges River. Smoke was everywhere in front of him, and the bones were everywhere. The water of the Ganges River stopped flowing for a while.

All the people who came, whether ordinary people or dreamers, were killed on the spot.

Bloody and cold.

When he closed the computer, Chu Fan couldn't help but sigh:

"The rise and fall of the people suffer..."

In just over a month, the wind and clouds of Xuanxing suddenly changed, and the friction between natural persons and dreamers became more and more serious.

From the earliest quarrels to the current bloody conflict.

There have been as many as 100 million people participating around the world, which is a thrilling number.

Similar to the video of warlords attacking the dreamer, it has been filled with the "Dreamer Forum" and the "Law Enforcement Warrior Forum", and it has even been spread in major forums online.

This is an extremely incredible thing for the people of Daxuan who have been in peace for many years, but this has become a fact.

"What exactly is Mr. An going to do?"

At this moment, even Chu Fan, who had a great affection for Mr. An, was a little surprised and puzzled.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and made a decision.
Chapter completed!