Global Catastrophe: I Became the World Tree-Chapter 606 - 351 Massive Impact_2

Although the other party now dare not come out, they could directly retract the power of the forbidden zone, and at most they would just not absorb Spiritual Energy.

Therefore, how long the state of the Mutated Tiger could be maintained was filled with uncertainty.

Of course, these problems were impossible for others to know.

What was displayed before everyone at this moment was an invincible Mutated Tiger, whose strength had fully reached the Peak of the Seventh Order.

Rekton was staring intensely at the screen at this time, as he didn’t have the military system to know the Mutated Tiger’s specific data firsthand and intuitively.

But he had a top-notch analysis team following him, and in less than three minutes, a series of data was laid before him.

"Is this... for real?" Rekton said in disbelief as he looked at the paper in front of him.

"Absolutely certain, this is the data we obtained after repeated comparisons with the video, and the margin of error won’t exceed 3%," said a staff member beside him.

Rekton once again turned his attention back to the paper, especially to the few main strings of data.

"Maximum speed 45 times the speed of sound, even on the surface of the sea it could run at a speed of 30 times the speed of sound, overall strength judged to be at the Peak of the Seventh Order."

"We’ve made a fortune this time!"

His eyes grew brighter and brighter. He had been somewhat worried that the ordinary animals sent out by Dragon Hall might not be able to fully protect the city he was in, but now there was no need to worry at all.

All sorts of thoughts quickly flashed through his mind, and then he curled the corners of his mouth and gave orders, "There are several things you need to do right now."

"First, sync the video here back to Mike City and interrupt the programming on the TV station there with a breaking news announcement. Don’t forget to include the data in the broadcast as well."

"Second, contact the old guy from the Thore Family, tell them that the factory they were previously interested in is now three times... no, five times the previous price."

"He is sure to curse, but it doesn’t matter. Just tell him straight that five times is today’s price, tomorrow it will be six times. If he doesn’t buy, others will."

"Third, contact our dear mayor. To close the gap with Dragon Hall, our Miller family has paid a huge price this time. We hope he can approve the tax reduction proposal we made earlier, otherwise, we may consider relocating our industry."

"Fourth, get those freeloaders in the family moving. The construction speed of the ten-plus ’Dragon King Churches’ that were previously advanced is far too slow. Their efficiency needs to increase by at least threefold. If they can’t do it, then they should resign from their corporate positions and can go home to retire."

"Fifth..."

Order after order continuously came out of Rekton’s mouth, and each of these orders could affect the local situation to a certain degree.

...

In Mike City, compared to Yang City basking in daylight, it was just entering night here.

A year ago, it was a super metropolis with a population of 30 million, as well as the economic center of the region.

At night, it was practically the city that never slept. Countless young men and women partied all night long here. As long as you had money, you could live a life drowned in luxury.

But a year later, the lights still on in this never-sleeping city had been reduced to just one-tenth of the original.

Many streets and buildings had cracks, the result of the catastrophic earthquake.

And at night, no one dared to come out anymore; even those who did were in a hurry. Gunshots could be heard from time to time in the corners of the city.

If it hadn’t been for the aid of the Miller family, relying solely on the original police force of Mike City, maintaining public order would have been difficult.

But this maintenance was only superficial, because the problems they faced were too numerous.

Not to mention the other issues, just the destruction caused by powerful Mutated Animals that would break into the city every couple of days alone was enough to keep its inhabitants in a state of constant fear.

And then there were the swarms of Mutated Insects that infiltrated everywhere, causing daily fatalities.

For the ordinary people here, no one knew if there would be a tomorrow.

At this moment on the main streets of Mike City, there were few vehicles, but quite a few pedestrians on the sidewalks.

Because the streetlights on several other roads were broken and had not been repaired, it was pitch dark, and no one dared to walk there.

A young man staggered along with a bottle of alcohol in hand, his expression numb, his eyes even holding a hint of a death wish.

His name was Zack, and today his company had gone out of business, leaving him without his only source of income.

As for looking for a job at another company, that was even more unthinkable. With a massive number of companies folding, at least 100 people were vying for a single position, and someone like him, who was new to the workforce, stood no chance of finding work.

What was more terrifying was the extremely high cost of living; his meager savings probably wouldn’t last even a week.

Zack could almost predict that if he wanted to survive in the future, he might have to resort to stealing or robbing until he died in some corner.

"This goddamn world!" he cursed hysterically.

Passersby who saw this steered clear of him unconsciously.

These days, it wasn’t unusual to encounter people going mad, and such individuals were often terrifying, capable of completely irrational acts like murder.

Zack’s body swayed, and suddenly, he felt the lights become a bit too glaring, making him uncomfortable, and he instinctively squinted.

But when he focused on the source of the light, he blinked in surprise. The slight drunkenness he felt was quickly replaced by a measure of sobriety.

Because not far from him, the neon lights used for decoration on a skyscraper had suddenly lit up.

And that wasn’t all; looking into the distance, the buildings that represented the prosperity of this city on the main street were also lighting up one by one.

"What’s going on?" Zack couldn’t help but mutter to himself.

He hadn’t seen this scene in over half a year, as the economy had gone into a depression, and these non-essential decorative lights had long been shut off.

At this moment, the illuminated scene before him was highly abnormal.

It wasn’t just Zack; the other pedestrians walking down the street were also stopping in their tracks, looking around curiously.

Some quick-reacting people immediately took out their phones to find out what was happening.

Zack vigorously rubbed his cheeks to clear his head a bit more, then quickly took out his own phone, wanting to know what had happened.

Just then, not far from the roadside, a giant LCD screen that usually played advertisements also lit up.

Many people nearby instinctively turned their gaze towards it.

Then they saw a familiar television host appear on the screen, unable to hide his excitement.

"Hello, viewers, we’re interrupting regularly scheduled programming with breaking news."

"After relentless efforts by the Miller family’s patriarch, Rekton Miller, we’ve finally succeeded in persuading the Dragon King and have formed an alliance with him."

"The Dragon King has now dispatched his powerful subordinates to come to our aid in Mike City."

"Next, I’ll be doing a live broadcast of the assistance team."

After the host finished speaking, the screen swiftly changed to an aerial view.

Then everyone saw it—a giant Mutated Tiger sprinting across the water surface, with towering waves in its wake.

A single Mutated Tiger, exuding the might of an army on the move.

In addition to the footage, the host was relaying a series of data.

Zack didn’t understand the technical terms mentioned by the host at first.

But the last summary sentence, "This is a Mutated Tiger that has reached the Seventh Order," came across loud and clear.

Even in his inebriated state, his not-so-clear mind understood the kind of impact a Mutated Tiger of Seventh Order power would have in protecting their city.

It was no exaggeration to say that from this moment onwards, Mike City would become the safest city in all of America, bar none.