CHAPTER 568: CHAPTER 534: THE DISAPPEARED TRIBE

"Can it really be done?"

Shi Shi’s face showed some hesitation, but it was clear she wasn’t scared, just feeling that the decision was a bit too abrupt.

"Yes, you’ve seen the situation for yourself, there isn’t a clue in sight. Even if we don’t go to Shanghai-Hong Kong, shouldn’t we head to other places severely affected by the virus to see what’s happening?"

After a pause, Jiang Xiao continued.

"We can’t afford to waste more time, I’d rather make a mistake than do nothing!"

The old men looked at each other, a glint of resolve flickered in their eyes.

What the hell?

If this outsider can be so fierce, isn’t it disgraceful for us to be timid now?

On their faces, the long-dormant passion and decisiveness were reignited.

"Let us handle it!"

One of the old men suddenly stood up, his voice firm and strong.

"Are we just going to sit back and watch as disaster devours everything?"

"That’s right!"

Another old man also stood up.

"In our lifetimes, we’ve faced far greater storms than this young man, and now, it’s time for us to step forward."

"Our experience, our knowledge, our courage, none of these should be buried at this moment!"

A third old man followed, his eyes sparkling with determination.

The fourth old man seemed odd, frowning and looking at the documents in his hand since the beginning, apparently not having spoken for a while.

Shi Shi, watching these suddenly fervent old men, couldn’t help but feel excited.

She knew, at this moment, she was witnessing the awakening of a group of old men, and an extraordinary unity.

"Then let’s go together!"

Jiang Xiao’s voice rang out again, his gaze sweeping over each face.

"We need to devise a careful plan to make sure we can safely enter Shanghai-Hong Kong and locate the source of the virus."

The old men nodded in agreement, knowing they could provide some help to Jiang Xiao, but the main effort still depended on this man of prophecy.

These old men acted swiftly.

Some were responsible for collecting all information about Shanghai-Hong Kong, others started compiling all the details about the virus outbreaks.

And some began contacting old acquaintances in Shanghai-Hong Kong to understand the current situation there.

.....

Finally, as night fell, everything was ready.

Jiang Xiao, the old men, and Shi Shi, all eager on the school’s playground.

With the helicopter’s descent, Jiang Xiao knew that the moment had come to leave the campus.

"Let’s go!"

Jiang Xiao was the first to board the plane, followed closely by the old men and Shi Shi.

Their figures gradually disappeared into the night, but the flame in their hearts burned even hotter in the cold night.

Especially the "old warriors".

Possibly knowing the heavy responsibility they bore, they seemed to grow decades younger in an instant, each filled with vigor.

Only the old man wearing reading glasses seemed deeply troubled.

"Old Yang, what’s wrong? You seem a bit pale,"

An elder asked concernedly, with everyone else also showing worried expressions.

It looked like Old Yang held a high status, as everyone respected him greatly.

"Old Yang’s health hasn’t been very good, and now he has to rush around with us..."

"Ah, let’s stop talking about it; I’m old, not dead...."

Mr. Yang waved his hand to signal that he was fine.

However, the fatigue in his eyes and the lingering sorrow made it impossible for the others to relax.

...

Director Wang did not go back today.

He planned to stay overnight in the Nika Tribe and return tomorrow.

Earlier today, they had gathered a lot of useful information.

The most critical piece was that "God" was high above all, invincible, and the most perfect being.

Of course, that was the old lady’s account, the most faithful Believer, who naturally would not allow any flaws in her faith.

"Director Wang, when do we take action?"

Director Wang glanced at his watch and shook his head.

"No rush, let’s make our move at 2:30 AM."

As for how to deal with the natives, Director Wang’s team was divided into a radical group and a conservative group.

The radicals thought the matter was of utmost importance; they planned to knock out several key figures of the Nika Tribe while they were asleep and bring them back to Dragon Country.

They must pry more information from their mouths!

Because they believed the old woman definitely would not divulge everything to them.

The conservatives thought the radicals’ idea was rather conservative.

They believed that all the people in the tribe should be knocked out and taken away without any exceptions.

Time was like an invisible river, silently flowing until the appointed moment arrived.

...

"The time has come."

Director Wang’s voice was low and resolute, breaking the night’s calm.

Their eyes met, each flashing with determination to act. No unnecessary words, everyone knew what to do next.

The special forces team silently got up from bed, dressed, and checked their equipment, all movements performed silently.

As dark as ink, Director Wang led the team, ghostly moving through the shadows of the Nika Tribe.

Their target was clear—the old lady’s cabin.

The cabin was not hard to locate, situated at the center of the tribe with distinct decorations and symbols.

They cautiously approached, fearful of disturbing anyone inside.

A leading member of the special forces team gestured for the others to stay outside as he quietly pushed open the door.

However, when they entered, everyone was stunned.

There was no one inside the cabin; the old lady’s bed was neat as if untouched.

Not just the old lady, even the guards outside were nowhere to be found.

The entire Nika Tribe, all people, had vanished without a trace.

"What’s going on?"

Someone asked in a low voice, unable to hide the shock.

Director Wang’s heart sank—he knew this was no normal occurrence; something unknown had happened here.

He quickly turned around and gave orders to the team.

"Search the entire tribe immediately, see if there are any other clues."

The team members quickly dispersed, searching through the darkness.

They checked every corner, every cabin, and even the surrounding jungle, but the result was the same—completely empty.

Director Wang stood in the empty center of the tribe, filled with confusion and unease.

Yet, the tribe seemed as though it had been erased from the earth. They had come here searching for answers, only to encounter an even greater mystery.

"Report, Director Wang!" a team member ran over, gasping for breath: "Some strange footprints were found on the periphery of the tribe, like many people had hurriedly left."

Director Wang’s brows furrowed, and he immediately ordered, "Lead the way, let’s take a look."