After listening to Xiaocao's description, Lin Yao breathed a sigh of relief, knowing what Xiaocao was worried about.
"Oh, I see... It's alright, it's okay."
Xiao Cao was immediately overjoyed, blindly believing Lin Yao's judgment, "Really?"
"Of course it's true!" Lin Yao said casually and naturally, as if it were no big deal at all. "It's just that some foreigners died. This shows that they were destined to suffer. Although our life-and-death struggle with 'Wuyi' was the cause, the real reason is that these people were wrong. God just used our hands to take these people's lives. It has nothing to do with us."
"But... in the end, they died because of us."
"So what?" Lin Yao retorted. "Have you ever heard that a butterfly flapping its wings can cause a huge storm?"
The little grass gave a blank "hmm" and didn't say anything.
Lin Yao continued to comfort Xiao Cao, "That's exactly how it works. A butterfly flapping its wings can kill many people, but we can't stop it from flapping its wings and flying! We can't stop fighting 'Dancing Clothes' either, so it's not our business at all!"
"If we hadn't heard about it, we wouldn't even know someone had died. We're thousands of miles away, so even if someone died, it wouldn't concern us!"
After saying all that in one breath, Lin Yao muttered to himself, "Luckily, no Chinese people died."
As for the Chinese and overseas Chinese who are stranded overseas, let them fend for themselves. There's no point in worrying about them. Since they yearn for things from abroad, they should bear the corresponding risks. Lin Yao really has no opinion on this.
Ever since he learned of the existence of "Morning Mist," he had been mentally prepared for people to die, a large number of people to die.
Now that it's not our compatriots who are dying, it's easy to resolve our inner conflicts.
"Then I'm relieved." Little Grass breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again. "Yaoyao, I thought I was going to be struck by lightning by God, hee hee."
"What's there to be afraid of? The lightning will just replenish my lightning supply. We'll be fine. Let's think about how to get out of here first." Lin Yao's nonchalant attitude made Xiao Cao feel very relaxed.
"Oh dear! I forgot to tell you about our trip."
Xiao Cao suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to say something, "Yao Yao, the Chairman doesn't agree to give us nuclear weapons. He only agreed to let Xiao Deli get the missiles that are on the submarine to us, and only the warheads. He said he would dismantle them and then throw them into the sea for us."
Lin Yao rolled his eyes. "How can that be! Do the people on the submarine know how to defuse bombs? By the time they've finished, who knows when they'll be done. We're waiting to get out!"
"You've only sent out a clone, it's completely useless!"
"No! Have them drop all the missiles immediately, just remove the emergency self-destruct devices, to prevent the water pressure from causing the warheads to explode. That's it, Chairman!"
Xiao Cao said "Oh," and continued, "Now the whole world is watching our country. Even the Japanese pirates next door have started to provoke us. The shipping industry, which had just recovered, has been so badly damaged by them that they dare not go out to sea..."
"Hurry up and get the Chairman to give us nuclear bombs!" Lin Yao interrupted Xiao Cao anxiously before she could finish speaking. "Use nuclear bombs to blow them up. Even if we can't get out, at least we can get you to send some clones out. Then we won't have to worry about their naval attacks!"
"Without a naval attack, our country is not afraid of anyone in a land war. We could win with millet and rifles back then, and we are even less afraid of any enemy now!"
"Okay, I'll try again." Xiao Cao was very unsure of herself. Judging from her conversation with the Chairman, the country was very hesitant about using nuclear weapons, and she was afraid it would be difficult to persuade the Chairman.
"By the way, Yaoyao, even if we get out of here, you're not allowed to agree to let me improve the soil around the world! That would kill 'Timu' completely!"
Lin Yao smiled, thinking to himself that Mother Earth had already been integrated into him. Of course, he couldn't act as a persuader, but he was even more grateful to the little grass, because the little grass's meaning was clear: as long as he persisted, she would obediently sacrifice herself to improve the global soil properties.
"No! I promise I won't agree to any of their requests in this regard."
Lin Yao made a solemn promise, "Even if all the foreigners in the world die, I will not agree. Anyway, we Chinese are good at having children. At worst, we can have a large-scale immigration in the future and turn the whole earth into China! Don't worry."
"Oh, that's good, hehe."
Little Grass was in a great mood. "I'm going to report to the Chairman, wait for me."
The chairman, who was getting impatient, finally heard Lin Yao's voice again, and the phone was pressed so hard against his ear that it hurt.
Xiao Cao was in a good mood and spoke more decisively, without much hesitation. He clearly demanded that the Chairman immediately order Xiao Deli to contribute all the missiles and requested that submarines and other transport vehicles be dispatched immediately to deliver more missiles to the Bermuda Triangle.
As for nuclear warheads, she and Lin Yao already have plans.
Since the country is unwilling to use nuclear warheads, let's try ordinary missile warheads first. We can still get more of things like depleted uranium munitions. By concentrating a large number of missiles to explode at once, as long as we can breach the dome's defenses, we can find a way to get nuclear weapons ourselves after she sends out more clones.
China is not the only country in the world with nuclear weapons!
The chairman hung up the phone, feeling somewhat dejected.
The two-hour phone call did not yield the expected results. Lin Yao disagreed with helping to solve the global agricultural disaster, and even the production of effective drugs could not be guaranteed for the time being. Everything would have to wait until he returned.
But for Lin Yao to return, at least three nuclear bombs would be needed. Not to mention three, the Chairman wouldn't even dare to give him one.
Under such a grim situation, the use of nuclear weapons, regardless of the reason, could escalate the conflict. The consequences of the provocation of nuclear weapons are unbearable for anyone, and he does not want the land of China to be filled with radiation and death.
Leaving aside other countries, the nuclear warheads the United States possesses alone could plow the entire country of China seven times over!
Ultimately, the chairman only agreed to give Lin Yao ordinary warheads, but only those that were on the nuclear submarines controlled by Xiao Deli; he was powerless to provide anything else.
At this time, China could not even secretly send its submarines out to sea. The enormous noise of the domestically produced submarines made them seem like a beacon in the darkness, and they could not escape the detection of the navies of various countries in all of China's closely monitored waters.
The only thing that made the Chairman feel slightly gratified was that if the missiles carried by Xiao Deli were to take effect, Lin Yao would be able to provide some assistance to help the motherland defend against foreign invaders. It was said that they could control the territorial waters and prevent any enemy from invading.
This promise, based on a set of assumptions, is precisely what the Chairman earnestly hopes for. As long as threats from the ocean are contained, the Chinese people fear no foreign enemy!
On the seabed of the Bermuda Triangle, Lin Yao and Xiao Cao began a detailed battle analysis. Now they viewed fighting outside their dome and the outside world as a unified effort, willing to use any means necessary to defend their homeland, without any further hesitation.
"Yaoyao, I'll call the Yi family then. Should we also notify the Sun family?"
"No need. Let's just recruit the Yi family. Only they will fully trust us and follow our plan. We can't rely on others, so let's not test the loyalty of other families."
"Oh, alright then." Little Grass sighed, "It's a pity about those Heavenly-level experts from other families."
Lin Yao's heart stirred, and he said, "Little Grass, could you try sending out some 'Sacrifice Pills' at the same time as sending out the clone? If you can send them out, the Yi family won't lack Heavenly-level cultivators. Even if one 'Sacrifice Pill' can't create a Heavenly-level cultivator, we can use two or three, feeding them with medicine until we have enough! Anyway, we still have so many left, and there are even better ones."
"Ah! Yes, I had forgotten about that, hehe."