I have a space station

“Lingyue!” Lingluo gritted his teeth.

After reading the white paper, he suddenly realized that Lingyue must have mastered this information long ago, and even knew more detailed information than the online revelations.

Why?

Because this white paper was drafted under the leadership of No. 1, whom he controlled.

Although the compilation of the white paper was mostly the work of the Chinese National Assembly, this No. 1 definitely knew everything from beginning to end. If No. 1 knew, Lingyue would definitely know.

But Lingyue never told him a single word.

Wasn't this digging a hole for him?

Fortunately, it's not too late to know now. There are still two years to prepare, so he's not too passive.

He immediately decided to start as soon as possible and build an underground survival base around Golden City.

With the detailed information and complete technology provided by the Assembly, he could just follow the instructions, saving himself the trouble of figuring it out.

However, building a base is not an easy task.

Now that it's approaching December, the Northwest region is very cold, and the soil is basically frozen. Starting construction at this time requires considerable construction technology and large-scale construction equipment.

He didn't have any of these things.

What to do without them?

Borrow them.

Who to borrow from?

Lingluo's first choice was: Kurtak.

Having made up his mind, he immediately took a plane and flew towards the Russian Federation.

“Junior Brother, we meet again.” Lingluo appeared generous in every way.

“Senior Brother, what brings you here to see me this time?” Lingwu asked.

“What's wrong? Aren't you happy to see your Senior Brother?” Lingluo saw that his mental state was not good and asked with a smile.

“No, I've been busy with a lot of things recently and I'm a little tired,” Lingwu forced a smile.

“Is that so? Then you must pay attention to rest and be careful not to overwork yourself,” Lingluo said caringly.

“It's okay. Tell me, is there something you need from me?” Lingwu asked.

“Look at you, can't I come and see you if there's nothing wrong?” Lingluo said reproachfully.

“That doesn't sound like you,” Lingwu said bluntly.

“You! Alright, I won't hide it from you. I'm here this time because I really need your help,” Lingluo was used to Lingwu's low emotional intelligence and didn't mind.

“What is it?”

“Take a look at this first.”

With that, Lingluo handed over a document.

“2055 Human Survival White Paper, Senior Brother, where did you get this?” Lingwu asked curiously.

“This thing is everywhere in China, officially released,” Lingluo replied.

Lingwu nodded and sat down at his desk to read it carefully.

Twenty minutes later.

“Senior Brother, what is China doing by issuing this thing?” Lingwu asked.

“At first, my opinion was the same as yours. At that time, I also thought that China's promulgation of this thing had no practical significance at all, and no one could possibly build an underground base according to the plan above. It wasn't until today that a piece of news broke online that made me have to re-examine these contents. Take a look at this,” Lingluo said, handing over a mobile phone.

Lingwu took the phone and clicked play.

“This…” After watching it, Lingwu was also a little shocked.

“You are the smartest of our brothers, and you are also an expert in biology. From your point of view, how credible is the content above?” Lingluo looked at him and asked.

“How should I put it, it makes sense logically, but whether the atmosphere really contains this polymer methane needs to be tested to know,” Lingwu replied.

Lingluo nodded without speaking.

“Does China still have the internet?” While Lingluo was in a daze, Lingwu asked.

“It was gone originally, but later two very mysterious folk organizations appeared, called the Huatong Chamber of Commerce and the Mercenary Guild respectively. They built a large number of signal towers in northern China and formed a communication network,” Lingluo briefly introduced.

“Could this be…” Lingwu suspected, but did not say what it was.

“We can only say it's possible. A few months ago, Lingyue and Master went to investigate, but were defeated by an organization called the Red Lotus Sect and almost didn't come back,” Lingluo seemed a little sad.

“Then are they alright?” Lingwu asked nervously.

“Lingyue is fine, but Master's injuries are very serious and he's probably dying,” Lingluo lied.

Their master was being tormented to near death by him.

“What! What is the origin of this Red Lotus Sect?” Lingwu stood up abruptly and asked in surprise.

“I don't know. Master said that their leader is very strong, at least above Tier 5,” Lingluo replied.

“Tier 5? That's impossible!” Lingwu didn't believe it.

“You are still young. You must know that there is always someone better, and there is always someone stronger. Nothing is impossible,” Lingluo pressed him back into his chair and educated him in the tone of a senior brother.

“Impossible is impossible. From the appearance of the virus to now, it's been more than a year. According to my modeling analysis, humans can only evolve to Tier 3 at most, and it's absolutely impossible for a Tier 5 mutant to appear!” Lingwu looked a little childish and confidently stated his research results.