I have a space station

Baili Ji nodded.

This really was divine assistance in the dark.

That impostor probably never imagined that the Dark Night he personally built would become a sharp blade to end him.

“In that case, this matter will be much easier!” Baili Ji nodded.

“Yes, to be on the safe side, we also need the cooperation of the Southeast Military Region,” Ling Zhenhai said.

Baili Ji nodded, indicating his approval.

Multiple preparations, better safe than sorry.

So he contacted Yan Zhengping, hoping that Yan Zhengping could convey his order to Zongzhen Yue.

Why didn't Baili Ji contact Zongzhen Yue directly?

Because so far, only Yan Zhengping knows the whole thing.

In order to minimize the risk, having Yan Zhengping relay the message is the safest option.

Night of August 3, 2055.

This was the most unsettling night in Kyoto in months.

After a few months of calm, people heard the howls of zombies again.

No one knew when so many zombies had appeared in Kyoto again.

People closed their doors and windows, hiding in dark rooms, shivering.

Everyone was praying that the zombies wouldn't find them.

Kyoto had not been relocated; they were still in the city.

Zombies could appear from any direction and attack any human residential area.

The Central Military Region troops stationed in Kyoto quickly assembled and guarded all major traffic arteries.

But after all, the city was too large, and after being dispersed to each intersection, the number of soldiers was already small.

“What's the situation? How can there be zombies?” The fake Speaker was very worried after hearing the military region's report.

The Red-Clothed Sect members in Kyoto were all under his control.

So whether there were zombies on the streets of Kyoto was entirely up to him.

But today's matter was not right.

He closed the doors and windows, took out the telegraph machine, and contacted the Holy Envoys in Kyoto.

But after contacting them all, the result reported back was that they didn't know.

“Could it be spontaneous zombie attacks?” He was a little unsure.

So he issued an order for the Holy Envoys to control the situation and quell the zombie riots as soon as possible.

But things didn't go as planned.

No one knew what was going on; tonight's zombies were unusually disobedient.

It seemed like someone was playing tricks behind the scenes.

Just as the Holy Envoys suppressed those low-level zombies, they immediately began to riot again, over and over.

The fake Speaker was having a headache over this when the phone rang.

Another worrying thing.

Zongzhen Yue of the Southeast Military Region called, requesting to mobilize troops to Kyoto to assist in the defense.

At this time, the fake Speaker understood that someone was definitely playing tricks!

How could Zongzhen Yue be so well-informed and so diligent?

Perhaps he already knew the inside story, saying he was coming to Kyoto to assist in the defense, but in reality, he was coming to "capture the king."

He definitely couldn't let him come; once the troops entered the capital, the fun would be great.

“The Central Military Region is fully capable of dealing with the security of Kyoto; you only need to take care of your own jurisdiction,” the fake Speaker said.

“Yes!” Zongzhen Yue didn't say much and hung up the phone.

Zongzhen Yue said yes, but in reality, he sent people to Kyoto.

3 hours later.

It was already 00:10 AM.

“Ding-ling-ling~” The phone rang again.

The fake Speaker was still in the office, overwhelmed.

One order after another was issued, but things were not developing in the direction he had expected at all, which was a headache.

“What's the matter?” The fake Speaker answered the phone.

“Report, Commander, tens of thousands of troops from the Southeast Military Region have arrived in the South Third District, requesting to enter Kyoto.” The person on the phone was an officer from the Central Military Region.

They belonged to the troop sequence, so they didn't call him Speaker, but Commander.

“What? Tell them to immediately return to their respective garrisons and not enter Kyoto!” The Speaker exploded upon hearing this news.

“This Zongzhen Yue is simply two-faced.”

“He says he obeys orders, but secretly makes small moves. It's simply outrageous!”

The fake Speaker hung up the phone, cursing angrily.

“Commander Zong, the Speaker has ordered you to immediately lead your troops back to their respective garrisons and not enter Kyoto.” The officer stood in front of the哨, shouting loudly.

Zongzhen Yue ignored him, neither advancing nor retreating, just staying there as if nothing had happened.

The officer on the other side was helpless and could only shout again and again.

There was no way; the person on the other side was very important, and he couldn't afford to offend him.

“Roar~” Not long after, a group of zombies rushed over, attacking the soldiers at the哨.

“Bang, bang, bang~” The soldiers couldn't care so much and shot directly at the zombies.

This was what Zongzhen Yue was waiting for.

“Come, pass down the order, assist the brothers of the Central Military Region in eliminating the zombies!” Zongzhen Yue ordered.

“Yes!” The messenger left to carry out the order.

“Clang, clang, clang~, bang, bang, bang~”

After the soldiers of the Southeast Military Region joined the battle, the situation immediately reversed.

The attacking zombies were quickly eliminated.

“Thank you, Commander Zong!” The officer ran over and gave a military salute.

“Alright! You continue to be on duty; we are going to enter Kyoto! Zombies are very dangerous; your Central Military Region has insufficient troops, and I'm afraid it will cause civilian casualties!” Zongzhen Yue said.

“But the Speaker……” The officer was very embarrassed.

“Hmm?” Zongzhen Yue was very unhappy.

The soldiers next to him stepped forward in unison, but did not raise their guns.

Hua Country has such a tradition that they do not point guns at their comrades unless necessary.