The apocalypse struck, and I became a druid.

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He saw all sorts of people.

There was a young man dressed in magnificent leather armor, whose aura was as sharp as a knife.

There was a mysterious person shrouded in a large trench coat, whose face could not be seen.

There were burly men with exaggerated muscles.

There are also middle-aged people with refined manners and deep, unfathomable eyes.

Even wearing a down jacket, it's hard to hide the slender figure of this beautiful woman.

A woman with an ordinary, even somewhat ugly, appearance.

Men, women, young people, middle-aged people.

It's missing the young and the old.

They were all young and middle-aged people.

Without exception, their energy fluctuations were extremely powerful, with the weakest being at the Black Iron level. Some even exerted a certain pressure on Han Ning.

"Oh? Commander Zheng is here? Please have a seat."

Upon seeing Zheng Weiguo enter, an older young man who was talking to others stood up and pulled out a seat for Zheng Weiguo.

Chapter 284 The situation is tense

As the chair was pulled out, a deep voice suddenly rang out from across the conference table.

"Zheng Weiguo, your Sword of Judgment is getting more and more arrogant, making so many people wait?" The voice carried a sinister aura, making no attempt to hide its hostility.

Everyone looked over and saw a middle-aged man sitting opposite them, wearing a gray leather coat, with a cold look in his eyes and a sneer on his lips.

Several powerful Awakened Ones sat beside him, each with an unfriendly gaze.

"Who is this person?"

Seeing that the other party was hostile, Zhao Kai, who was standing behind Han Ning, subconsciously asked Li Feng, who was beside him.

Li Feng introduced in a low voice:

"He is Liang Tie, the leader of the White Shark, one of the five major gathering areas. He is skilled at manipulating water and ice and has a domineering personality. For some reason, he has always been at odds with the Sword of Judgment."

"So he was Liang Tie." Han Ning realized.

He had previously heard Jiang Lin from Panshi give a general introduction to the basic situation of the five major cluster areas.

Zheng Weiguo remained calm and sat down: "The journey is long, but it's still better than some hooligans who have no manners and speak rudely."

"What did you say?"

Liang Tie's eyes turned cold. A thin, sinister-looking young man behind him immediately stepped forward, emanating an invisible spiritual pressure.

The atmosphere became tense instantly.

This mental pressure materialized behind him, transforming into a phantom of a hideous monster, like a beast unleashed from its cage, surging towards the Sword of Judgment. Clearly, it was a master of mental attacks.

The chilling aura of spiritual power swept over, and the air in the conference room almost froze.

The other awakened individuals sitting around the round table subconsciously took a few steps back.

In an instant, only Liang Tie and the Sword of Judgment remained, standing face to face.

Liang Tie stared coldly at Zheng Weiguo, his body emanating faint black ice crystals, the edges of which reflected a faint silver light.

Zheng Weiguo remained seated, his expression unchanged.

Sizzle sizzle~ Sizzle sizzle~

When mental fluctuations strike.

Suddenly, streaks of dark red lightning appeared on his white shirt.

These dark red bolts of lightning moved swiftly, condensing into a dark red energy shield in front of them.

The shield surface shimmered with the same silver light.

"It has the aura of radiant silver, but it is very faint. It must be because it has been exposed to radiant silver fragments for a long time, so its energy naturally carries a trace of it."

Han Ning noticed the faint silver light emanating from the surface of the energy emitted by the two people's bodies.

The two leaders of these top-tier gathering areas were fighting, and they were much stronger than the Iron-level experts he had seen before; they were a whole level below him.

If converted to levels, it would be at least level 15.

puff~

An invisible force erupted.

The shield firmly blocked the invisible impact.

Both sides exercised considerable restraint, and no one was affected.

Seeing that Zheng Weiguo had easily neutralized the mental pressure, the gaunt youth's eyes flashed with ferocity. He changed his target and launched an even more intense mental attack, like an invisible spike, straight at Han Ning, who was maintaining his fighting strength beside Zheng Weiguo.

With the two leaders facing off, their powerful subordinates naturally retaliated in kind.

"Ok?"

Han Ning felt an unusually violent, aggressive mental wave coming towards him.

"What an undeserved disaster..."

He sighed inwardly, really not wanting to get involved in the conflict between large gathering areas.

But if the other party takes the initiative, there's no reason for cowardice.

A faint golden light flickered in his eyes as he glanced up at the other person indifferently.

Just a fleeting glance.

"puff!"

The gaunt young man was struck in the chest as if by a heavy hammer. His face turned deathly pale instantly, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He was thrown backward uncontrollably as if he had been hit by a speeding truck, crashing heavily against the wall at the back of the conference hall with a dull thud before slid softly to the ground, his life hanging in the balance.

"??!"

The entire conference room could hear the drop of a pin.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene.

All eyes were fixed on Han Ning in disbelief.

That gaunt young man was a mental expert under Liang Tie, with strength reaching the Black Iron level, yet he was severely injured by a single glance?!

Liang Tie's pupils contracted sharply, and he stood up abruptly. Black ice crystals spun violently around him, and the water glass on the conference table froze and shattered.

A terrifyingly low temperature, accompanied by murderous intent, filled the air. He stared intently at Han Ning, his voice spitting out through clenched teeth: "You...you're asking for death!"

Zheng Weiguo also stood up at the same time, his dark red shield shining brightly, protecting the others behind him. His tone was icy: "Liang Tie, it was your men who attacked first. Do you want to try again?"

"enough!"

A low shout rang out, not loud, but containing a peculiar penetrating power that overwhelmed everyone present.

A middle-aged man wearing an ordinary jacket, with a gentle face and eyes as deep as an ancient well, walked in from outside.

"Commander Lin is here," the survivors on both sides whispered among themselves.

"This is Lin Chen, the leader of the Green Wood Gang, who also possesses the strength of the Black Iron level," Li Feng introduced.

He wasn't surprised that Han Ning instantly defeated the young man on the other side.

After all, we've seen Han Ning make a move before.

Lin Chen's gaze swept over Liang Tie and Zheng Weiguo, finally lingering on Han Ning for a moment. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes before he softened his tone and said:

"Gentlemen, this is the Aoki Gang, not a place to settle personal grudges. Leader Liang Tie, your men acted rashly and were outmatched. You have no one to blame but your men."

"Commander Zheng, please calm down and give me some face. How about we both back down?"

As Lin Chen spoke, a gentle energy rippled outwards from him, like a spring breeze sweeping across frozen earth, quietly dissolving the tense atmosphere in the room.

The leaders of the various factions around them, who had been on edge due to the standoff, also felt a sense of relief.

Liang Tie's expression was uncertain. He glanced at his subordinate, whose fate was unknown, then at the unfathomable Han Ning and the unchanging Zheng Weiguo, snorted coldly, sat down again, and without even looking at his severely injured companion behind him, said nothing more.

Seeing this, Zheng Weiguo also withdrew his energy shield and nodded slightly to Lin Chen: "Matters come first."

Han Ning remained expressionless throughout, calmly accepting the probing, awe-inspiring, and apprehensive gazes from all sides as he sat in the seat behind Zheng Weiguo.

Chairman Wu, Zhao Kai, and others sat silently behind Han Ning, their backs ramrod straight.

The captains under Zheng Weiguo exchanged glances, all seeing deep astonishment in each other's eyes, and were the last to sit down.

After this little incident, no one dared to underestimate the unfamiliar young man beside Zheng Weiguo anymore.

The atmosphere in the conference room became delicate, and the various factions took their seats again.

The atmosphere eased slightly thanks to Lin Chen's mediation, but it was still a bit awkward.

Liang Tie sat opposite him, his face so gloomy it could drip water. Behind him, someone carried the unconscious, gaunt young man away, and Liang Tie didn't even glance at him during the process.

The other subordinates around him all had fierce eyes and kept glancing at Han Ning.

Zheng Weiguo acted as if nothing had happened.

"Everyone is almost here. There are still some people from the Navy, Army, and Atomic Fission who haven't arrived yet. Everyone, please take a break."

Li Feng turned to the side, lowered his voice, and said to Han Ning and the chairman of the association, Zhao Kai, and others beside him:

“Perfect timing, let me take this opportunity to point out the survivors here to you.”

Those sitting around the oval table, and in the rows of chairs behind it, mostly kept their outward demeanor restrained, either sipping the bland hot water in their cups or talking quietly with their companions, as if the conflict had never occurred.

Seeing that the meeting was still some time away from officially starting, Li Feng turned to the side, speaking in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for Han Ning, Chairman Wu, and the others to hear clearly:

"Chief Han, Lao Wu, Brother Zhao, let me take this opportunity to introduce some of the friends present."

He spoke casually, as if chatting with a friend.

Li Feng first looked at the middle-aged man in gray opposite him, who had previously been at odds with Zheng Weiguo:

"White Shark, Liang Tie, everyone has met him. He controls the largest non-military fleet along the coast, has many desperate men under his command, is skilled in naval warfare, and is a domineering person."

Then, Li Feng turned his gaze to a man sitting diagonally opposite Liang Tie, who was wearing an elegant dark blue coat and had his hair neatly combed, looking like a middle-aged businessman.