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Unlike Chen Fan and his group, the Foreign Powers that arrived from the Marvel Universe had set up military vigilance at the exit, with building-type machines emerging from the Spatial Rift.
As the only known entrance, there could be no slackening or negligence here.
S.H.I.E.L.D. Base
Coulson arrived at the temporary base and inquired about Chen Fan's whereabouts. "Have we tracked down his location?"
Natasha responded, her tone somewhat weary as she waved a device in front of her. "The detection equipment can only cover thirty kilometers. At their speed, they’ve likely already left this range!"
After a brief pause, she added, "We can only wait until the monitoring Satellite is launched to continue tracking them!"
Coulson nodded, his expression serious. "Notify the logistics team to launch the Satellite as soon as possible. Without a broad view, we are at a disadvantage!"
"Understood!" Natasha replied with a light chuckle.
In modern military confrontations, information warfare is key; the more intelligence one possesses, the greater the chances of victory.
"Coulson... commanders from other countries are inviting you to discuss the current situation!"
Steve entered the room. Having been isolated from the outside world for seventy years—nearly a century—he found this once-familiar world to be incredibly strange upon awakening.
"Alright! Captain!" Coulson shed his serious demeanor upon seeing Steve, managing a smile. "Captain... your gear has been transported from S.H.I.E.L.D. and is currently at the Logistics Base. You should check it out; it should surprise you!"
Steve nodded and glanced at Natasha before turning to leave.
As he looked at a pile of Technological Weapons and devices, Steve felt conflicted. Apart from the English displayed on the Screen being familiar, everything else left him scratching his head—completely lost!
Not far from the entrance, a military base had already been established—
Inside, in a conference room of about a thousand square meters, representatives from various countries stood around a massive alloy conference table; they were also commanders of their respective military forces.
When Coulson walked into this room, the noisy discussions were so loud that even the alloy doors couldn't muffle them.
"This is an invasion, and I firmly oppose it!"
A shout rang out as Coulson pushed open the door. He turned his gaze toward the source of the voice and saw a frail old man with a weathered face, leaning on a metal cane.
However, judging by that shout, this old man was not someone to be taken lightly.
"The Commander of America has arrived; everyone quiet down and listen to what he has to say," a young man's voice stood out among the crowd of middle-aged individuals.
His words caused the commanders from various countries to pause, for the young man wore a uniform adorned with a golden star.
Major Zhao!
Coulson felt somewhat bewildered but still walked over to his designated seat, placing his hands on the table. "What can we discuss?"
How can I contribute when I know nothing? Coulson chuckled awkwardly.
The Young General waved his hand and, after sitting down, said, "Commander Coulson, everyone is currently discussing the strategic deployment in the other world and how to communicate with its inhabitants."
After hearing this, Coulson fell into a moment of silence. It was unavoidable, and he couldn't blame everyone for their heated debate.
The silence didn't last long. Under the gaze of many eyes, Coulson slowly said, "Isn't our goal to seek revenge on the Vampire Clan?"
After a brief moment of quiet, everyone broke into smiles:
"Ah, I can't believe we forgot! Indeed, as one ages, memory tends to fade!"
"That's right! We are here to punish the vampires!"
"I second that... these parasites that have infested for over a thousand years deserve to face annihilation!"
Listening to the laughter echoing in the conference room, everyone shared knowing smiles. The other world was vast; this was the conclusion reached after preliminary exploration. The various resources available were also quite abundant—a fact that brought them great satisfaction.
The Young General slammed his hand on the table, instantly drawing everyone's attention to him. He opened his mouth and said, "Since everyone understands the purpose of being here!"
"Then let's be clear. According to the latest findings, this world is dominated by monsters known as Kabaneri, and the surviving humans are hiding in various Stations, always at risk of invasion by these creatures."
The crowd nodded; this was a fact, corroborated by the intelligence gathered by unmanned reconnaissance drones that had entered this place earlier.
After scanning the room, the Young General continued, "Therefore, our goal is to help the people of this world establish civilization while simultaneously eliminating the pests threatening it. We will also seek out the Vampire Clan and eradicate them!"
"Agreed!" The commanders from various nations raised their hands in approval.
The meaning behind these words was already quite clear: everyone would act independently!
Helping this world establish civilized nations?
Ha! Sorry, to put it another way, it meant establishing subordinate states in this world, just phrased more gently, but the objective remained the same.
Truly a general of the empire; his rhetoric was quite comforting!
Coulson let out a helpless smile. This was an inevitable situation; it seemed that soon they would be dividing this world and marking territories with their national flags.
However, for this world, it was probably something that all humans eagerly anticipated!
They needed a stable world, one with a complete legal system, free from torment and no longer facing death in foreign lands—
—no longer having to confront the threat of Kabaneri!
After the commanders from various nations decided on their course of action, countless war machines began scouting and exploring the surroundings while searching for human gathering places.
Meanwhile, Tony controlled the Floating Fortress as it transformed back into train form, landing on tracks laid on the ground. The exterior projected a holographic image, making it appear just like a real train to the naked eye.
Atop this high-tech fortress disguised as a train, an open platform rose up where Chen Fan and his group sat in this bizarrely styled upper level.
"Follow the track, and it won't be long before we reach a human settlement!" Tony lay back in his rocking chair, cradling a large tomato, ready to enjoy his breakfast.
For the past few days, he had been eating tomatoes at every meal—one was enough to fill him up, and he could even overeat!
The Jarvis Squad had already dispersed around the fortress, functioning like Autonomous Turrets while also gathering information about this world.
As for why they hadn't launched a Satellite?
For Tony, with J.A.R.V.I.S. at his side, did he really need his own Satellite? He could simply wait for various countries to launch theirs and hack into them!
It was convenient! It saved money! And it required no effort!
Chen Fan sat far away from the others. It wasn't that he didn't want to mingle; rather, he was currently in a strange state, which could be considered a side effect of waking up too early.
He felt extremely fatigued—he just wanted to sleep!
Having just downed a glass of champagne, it did nothing to invigorate him; if anything, it made him even sleepier. So he found a spot and lay down, lightly closing his eyes for a nap.
The Floating Fortress moved steadily along the track at about one hundred kilometers per hour, which was beneficial for gathering information without suddenly covering vast distances in an instant.
The howling wind tore through the air; however, in front of an energy shield, it could only sweep past on either side, with not a single breeze able to penetrate.
Chen Fan had no idea how long he had slept. When he finally woke up, he heard intense arguing nearby. Following the sound, he found himself in a bizarre scene where thick steam lingered all around.
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