Sky Curtain: The upright ape and Uncle Crocodile have been exposed.

Chapter 16: Lin Xia made the higher-ups faint with anger.

The three senior executives of Longguo District breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, they didn't lay a hand on them.

But the relief was only for a fleeting moment.

Everyone knows that taking action against China is only a matter of time.

There's no difference between the tenth and sixth place; both are natural disasters.

They're aiming for the top five; in their eyes, China is nothing more than a stepping stone they can harvest at any time.

We need to find a solution.

Commander Hua stared at the brewing storms in the sky, his mind racing.

In the current situation, everyone is fighting desperately. If the war between Russia and the United States breaks out, regardless of who wins or loses, the situation will definitely be chaotic.

As long as there is chaos, there is opportunity.

As for whether they can survive the chaos... well, that depends on luck.

Or rather, look at Lin Xia.

"There's only one strategy now."

The white-bearded scientist spoke, his voice very low.

"Let the crocodiles scatter; don't let them gather together."

"There should be plenty of water in this area, scattered in various corners. We can survive as long as we can and then reproduce among them."

Another senior executive nodded.

"I don't expect them to fight, I just expect them to live."

Commander Hua was silent for a moment, then picked up the communicator.

"I called Lin Xia."

He paused, his gaze falling on the still leisurely young man in the sky.

"Tell him to listen to us this time and use the interference card."

……

On the other side, Lin Xia couldn't help but laugh as she watched the scenes of factionalism and treachery on the sky.

Let's keep playing the game, let's keep fighting.

If a meteorite falls, all your accounts will be shut down.

And you, Grandpa Crocodile, should now gracefully disappear.

Just then, the phone rang.

Commander Hua's voice came through the receiver, speaking quickly as he explained the plan to "scatter the original crocodiles and let each survive on their own."

Lin Xia raised an eyebrow after hearing this.

"This method...sounds feasible."

He paused.

"But if you go outwards, you are very likely to encounter the French Maniraptor and the Korean Dimorphodon."

"And they were all carnivorous dinosaurs!"

"Those that fly in the sky and run on the ground are all creatures we can't afford to mess with."

"The original crocodile population was already small, and it couldn't withstand any further disruption."

Commander Hua was silent for a moment.

"But surely some will escape, right? Don't put all your eggs in one basket."

Lin Xia did not answer immediately.

The two images of the original crocodile that had played on the screen earlier flashed through his mind.

When it was first driven into the water by the skeletal dragon, the Protosuchus only dared to hide in the shallow water area, which was two meters deep, with its eyes bulging and cautiously sticking out of the water.

But when it's played a second time.

He remembers it very clearly.

The crocodile was already in a three-meter-deep pool of water.

They are slowly adapting to deep water.

This is a good omen.

If they can remain in their current location, gradually adapt to the water depth, learn to hunt, survive, and evade predators in the water, they can gradually transform from terrestrial animals into fully amphibious aquatic animals...

So, at the moment the meteorite falls in the future, while all the dinosaurs are struggling in the raging fire and the freezing winter, Grandpa Crocodile will have already quietly sunk to the bottom of the water.

A few meters of water makes for the best air-raid shelter.

If we were to relocate them now, away from the waters they had gradually adapted to, it would mean starting all over again.

New puddles, new depth, new environment.

The adaptation period countdown has restarted.

Time is the most luxurious thing.

Double risk.

Even triple.

It cannot be moved.

Lin Xia held the microphone, her tone simple and straightforward.

"You can't move it."

Commander Hua was clearly taken aback.

"Why? Give us a reason."

Lin Xia opened her mouth, then closed it again.

I can't just say that.

Because there will be meteorites in the future, right?

He took a deep breath.

"There's nothing to explain; the decision is mine."

beep.

The call was disconnected.

I won't listen to your babbling.

……

Global Joint Command Center.

Commander Hua stood frozen in place, holding the phone that had been hung up, his face alternating between pale and flushed.

"...He's dead."

Several high-ranking executives nearby all looked at him, completely bewildered.

Commander Hua took a deep breath and recalled what Lin Xia had just said.

I explained in detail that I couldn't move, there was no reason, and the decision was mine.

After listening, the group fell silent.

"...Why did you end up with such a rebellious person?"

The white-bearded scientist rubbed his temples, his voice full of exhaustion.

"The lives of the people of the Dragon Kingdom are still in his hands, and he's acting so recklessly?"

Another senior executive couldn't help but slam his fist on the table.

He said, "The decision is mine"? By him? By a high school senior?

No one answered; a suffocating sense of powerlessness filled the air.

Commander Hua was helpless.

He initially thought Lin Xia might be pretending to be weak while actually being strong.

Now it seems, he was just a pig!

In the adjacent cherry blossom area, several high-ranking officials listened intently to the entire event and almost laughed themselves silly.

Yamamoto Ichiro laughed so hard he slapped his thigh.

"Hahaha! The Dragon Kingdom didn't just pick a contestant, they picked a ticking time bomb!"

Makoto Takahashi wiped away the tears that had come out of his laughter, his tone full of schadenfreude.

"Even if you gave them a Dilophosaurus, I reckon Lin Xia would still manage to play it like the worst!"

Hidekazu Tanaka held his teacup, his smile gentle and refined.

"Rebellious? Disobedient? Isn't this a good thing? The lives of the people of the Dragon Kingdom are entrusted to such a rebellious high school student. It breaks our hearts to see this."

Yamamoto Ichiro added the last sentence, laughing the loudest.

"Treasure! The Dragon Kingdom has won a huge treasure! Hahahaha!"

"Prepare for natural disasters!"

The netizens in the cherry blossom area laughed even more wildly than the higher-ups, and the barrage of comments was flying everywhere.

[Shouldn't the Dragon Kingdom be preparing to beg for mercy? Maybe then you'll kneel down and call them "Big Brother," and the Eagle will take pity on you and give you a fifth chance? Hahahaha!]

[Fifth? That's giving them too much credit, isn't it? Fifth from last is more like it. Oh wait, there are only ten in total, so fifth from last is still fifth, no problem!]

[Lin Xia hangs up on his boss? That's impressive! I suggest the Dragon Kingdom just make him emperor; he won't listen to advice anyway.]

[This is hilarious! Are the Chinese team here to compete or just to be funny? I'm betting them on Best Comedy!]

Chinese netizens were so angry they were trembling, but they didn't know how to refute it.

Even a dead duck will still be stubborn, but this time its stubbornness has lost its substance.

As a result, all the criticism turned to Lin Xia.

[Lin Xia, can't you wake up? The lives of billions of people in China are in your hands!]

Please, just once, will you listen to me? We're practically begging you to come!

[There was already no hope, and you're still just giving up? Do you want us all to be dragged down with you?]

I'm speechless. I'm even more desperate than when I saw the original crocodile being surrounded and hunted down.

Lin Xia stared at the comments on the screen, expressionless as she finished eating the last sunflower seed.

He brushed the crumbs off his hands and looked at the panel in front of him.

Should an interference card be used?

No hesitation.

There was no struggle.

He stretched out his finger and gently pressed the "No" button.

Clean and efficient.

Like throwing away a piece of waste paper.

Is this what it feels like to be misunderstood?