"What did you say?" Not only Yang Qi but also the researchers preparing to board the helicopter for evacuation were stunned.
"I said, let's temporarily halt the execution of Plan C." Candle Dragon said, "He has the situation under control."
Including Candle Dragon, the Mysterious Creature Hunters dispatched to the experint site were actually tasked with maintaining order there, preventing other mysterious creatures from invading the site— the "harmless treatnt" of Plan C was not their responsibility to execute.
In terms of combat power, all the hunters on site combined couldn't match the Black Dragon, but the real executors of Plan C were a special unit located 400 kiloters away.
They would launch a precisely calculated nuclear bomb at the experint site after the final evacuation deadline, erasing the fully transford Wang Xiyi and the site together from this world.
Just like how the original Black Dragon was eliminated back then.
"You better be clear about what you're saying!" a researcher shouted, "There's only two and a half minutes until the final evacuation deadline... Your words could get everyone killed!"
"You guys evacuate first!" Yang Qi glanced at the researcher, "I'm staying... I believe in him!"
"Are you crazy?! What good does it do to believe in him?!" the researcher shouted, "The nuclear bomb is about to be launched!"
"Pause Plan C, I'll take responsibility for all the consequences." Yang Qi's tone suddenly turned icy cold, filled with a command's authority.
"You'll take responsibility? Can you bear that responsibility?" The researcher waved his arms hysterically, "A new Black Dragon is about to erge, and as researchers, we know this outco just as well as you do... We cannot, and are ineligible to gamble with the lives of everyone in Celestial City, or even the entire Shuzhou region!"
Four hundred kiloters away, the ground-to-ground missile carrying a nuclear warhead was already erected on the launcher, the protective cover of the launch button lifted, and the officer responsible for launching stared seriously at the countdown on the screen.
At that mont, a sowhat aged voice suddenly sounded in his earphones.
This voice was heard not just by him but across the communication channels of everyone concerned with the experint, from the experint site, the research institute, the Disaster Response Committee, even inside the Dubhe Tower.
"Plan C is aborted, and the nuclear weapon launch authorization is canceled." The voice said, "This is an order."
"Who?" The officer responsible for launching was stunned for a mont, and then realized that the nuclear launch button had been locked, and the erected missile holder was slowly lowered.
"That voice... Mr. Pei?" Candle Dragon froze for a mont, muttering.
"It's Mr. Pei! It's definitely Mr. Pei!" the excited researcher, who was wildly gesticulating, shouted, "I've attended Mr. Pei's public lectures, and it's indeed his voice!"
"The authority is correct too." Yang Qi glanced at the colleague, "Who else other than Mr. Pei could forcefully access everyone's communication channels and then cancel the nuclear command?"
Even if it was the old director of the Celestial City Mysterious Creature Research Institute, to abort Plan C, one would need unanimous approval from all units... Only this number one figure of the Dubhe Tower has the authority to bypass all participating units, cancel the launch command with just one sentence...
"I will take on the responsibility for the cessation of Plan C." Pei Zongjun's voice ca once more over the communication channels, "I think I should have that qualification, right?"
"You... of course, you do." The researcher who initially opposed suddenly shifted his attitude 180 degrees, "It's just the situation on site is still unclear, if the Black Dragon... I an, if the 'Night Slayer' escapes our control, Celestial City might..."
"Hasn't it still been under our control?" A single sentence from Pei Zongjun silenced the researcher.
In the next second, the researcher's breathing beca heavy— he suddenly realized that in his life, possibly the only ti he directly conversed with this number one figure of the Dubhe Tower was actually to question the other's decision...
"My God... what did I just say..."
He wiped the beads of sweat forming on his forehead, lifted up a chair that had been knocked over in a hasty evacuation, and sat down sowhat despondently.
"The flas inside... seem to have genuinely subsided compared to before." A hunter standing beside the glass cover murmured.
Inside the glass cover, all the monitoring equipnt had turned to ash in the dragon fla, now all changes could only be determined through the naked eye. Yang Qi was first stunned for a mont, then turned around and ran into a nearby warehouse, dragging out a device used to monitor tic fluctuations.
"Continue executing Plan A!" Yang Qi shouted, "Everyone who hasn't evacuated yet, return to your posts!"
So nearby researchers sat back bewilderedly in front of the scrapped equipnt, while the smart ones, like Yang Qi, ran to nearby warehouses to retrieve so spare equipnt... However, when they connected the machines with cables, they realized another problem— the front end inside the glass cover was all burnt, and even if they replaced the scrapped devices with new ones, it was no use.
Only the type of remote monitoring equipnt Yang Qi brought could be useful now, but remote monitoring equipnt had a non-negligible problem, that is, lack of precision.
However, for Yang Qi, the issue of precision was no longer important— the tic intensity of the Black Dragon inside the glass cover was decreasing exponentially, which ant either Sun Hang successfully suppressed the mutating or he killed Wang Xiyi before she could fully transform into a new Black Dragon.
anwhile, another tic sequence, both familiar and strange, was repeatedly oscillating with varying intensity. Yang Qi could identify this as belonging to Sun Hang, except many segnts that didn't belong to him abruptly inserted themselves into the original sequence... as if a bunch of random notes forcibly entered a well-completed musical composition.
What was astonishing was that these seemingly random notes didn't ruin the song's overall harmony but instead elevated its lody and rhythm to a new level, their intermingling being both crude and seamless, abrupt yet harmonious... Yang Qi even inexplicably perceived a strange beauty.
"Did he really... devour the Black Dragon... devour the mutating Black Dragon?"
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