Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality Chapter 252 - 134 Global Live Broadcast of Lin Beichen Culti

Chapter 134: Global Broadcast of Lin Beichen Cultivating

All around the volcano crater, even the stones had turned to ash. At such extre temperatures, it was impossible for any life to exist!

This was common knowledge!

Everyone gathered around Kendia, staring unblinkingly at the live broadcast on the screen.

However, the screen suddenly changed, and a figure flashed by!

He was seen sitting cross-legged on an open ground, very close to the crater, resembling a cultivator from the movies.

The scene flashed by and was distant. The sky filled with smoke and the helicopter’s engine rotations caused the image to shake, resulting in a blurry broadcast.

Kendia rubbed his eyes, looked at the people around him, and asked, "Did you guys see that clearly?"

"Was that figure just now Lin Beichen!?"

Helena and the others shook their heads, "It was just a fleeting scene. We saw a human-like figure sitting cross-legged, but that doesn’t necessarily an it was Lin Beichen."

"And you can see the surroundings were barren. Even the ground was cracked from the heat, and the area near the crater was almost red hot. It’s impossible for anyone to withstand such temperatures and sit calmly!"

"Lin Beichen was unhard even after an explosion. What else isn’t possible!?"

Everyone discussed, but no one was sure whether or not the person on the screen was Lin Beichen.

However, the figure on the screen did look very similar!

"Quick, find a way to contact the TV station reporters and have the cara focus back on that spot, on that figure!"

Kendia then made a decision. Since the scene was just a flash, they might as well contact Divine Light Country’s main station and have the cara aim directly at the spot. This way, they could see it clearly!

"That’s right! I’ll contact Griffin, I’m sure with his level, directing a TV station reporter shouldn’t be a problem!" Helena patted her head, realizing the solution.

She then turned around, found a relatively higher and more open area, took out a special satellite phone, and dialed a special number and frequency.

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At this mont in Atlantis, in a towering skyscraper, there was a hollow interlayer that the elevator couldn’t reach. In one of the rooms, dimly lit, a figure could be seen vaguely standing by the window.

He wore a suit, but his hair was white. Just then, his phone rang.

Upon seeing the number on the screen, his previously indifferent face slightly furrowed.

"Helena, you know the satellite phone can only be used during critical tis!"

"Is it that Lin Beichen has been killed?"

The voice on the phone was raspy and harsh. Saying this, he extinguished the cigar he was holding. This was none other than Griffin, from the assassin group.

Helena was a bit nervous, knowing that unless absolutely necessary, cross-border communication via radio was risky due to potential eavesdropping and location tracking.

Moreover, their communication needed to be brief, with strict ti limits.

Usually, communication with the Atlantis assassin group required specific locations through dedicated personnel and machines, and those contact points could not be reused.

"Group leader Griffin, we have possibly spotted Lin Beichen’s trace, but there are still doubts, we need your assistance!"

"Just found his trace?"

Griffin’s eyes flashed coldly. He thought the satellite call would bring good news or so urgent issue, but it was just a trace.

After sorting his thoughts, he considered there might be so difficulty and asked:

"What assistance is needed?"

Helena then briefly explained the issue encountered on Jingli Mountain, ntioning the helicopter hovering over the volcano crater and the need for the reporter to refocus the cara.

To identify if that figure was Lin Beichen.

"I’ll handle the reporter issue. You all prepare to climb the mountain again."

Saying this, Griffin hung up Helena’s call, thought for a mont, turned away from the window, and returned to his desk. He pressed a red communication button fixed to the right side of the desk.

Monts later, a silent projection appeared on the desk, but the other side only showed a black background.

"Minister, do you have any involvent with Global Tis reporters?"

Griffin faced the black background with utmost respect. Global Tis’ live platform was globally renowned and authoritative, beyond his direct command.

Griffin explained the situation to the black background, requesting Global Tis reporters to cooperate with Helena and others.

"I’ll handle it."

The machine-like voice ca from the black background, and the screen showed "no signal," indicating the video call had ended.

Helena breathed a sigh of relief, collected her thoughts, and turned to everyone, "Alright, group leader Griffin will handle the reporter’s cara issue. Let’s prepare to climb the mountain again!"