I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 630 - 370 He’s Here!_2

Chapter 630: Chapter 370 He’s Here!_2

At this boiling moment,

the three Superpowers had not made a sound. Besides arranging police forces to maintain stability, they seemed to have taken no other actions.

They ignored inquiries from other countries uniformly.

And no one in the world dared to forcefully question the three Superpowers, which clearly were standing united.

This silence enveloped the globe.

It made many wise people start looking toward "The Sun Never Sets."

Everything had developed too fast for the vast majority to react.

So, to know anything further,

it depends on what the british people do after Chen Yun’s declaration of war and their immediate proclamation of inviolable sovereignty.

According to King Chen’s intentions, british country was his next target.

If the british country didn’t suddenly surrender, then there would definitely be something to see.

...........

Quiet is the flute of parting.

Silence fills the tonight’s Kang Bridge.

No matter what others did, the Prime Minister of british truly could not help but fall silent after reading the official announcements of the three Superpowers.

To be honest,

he felt that something was amiss just from the beginning of their communiqués.

And when he realized they were declarations of surrender,

his vision literally darkened.

What is going on?

How could you all suddenly start following Gallia’s tradition so abruptly?

How could you surrender even faster than Gallia?

The Prime Minister felt like he had a multitude of complaints to voice, but for the moment, he didn’t even know where to begin.

He only knew that the feeling of being isolated by the world was becoming stronger.

He also wanted to know why they had surrendered.

But the three Superpowers were quite tight-lipped.

He didn’t know if there was some secret plan to unite them against something, or if that man had indeed subdued them by force.

In any case, he tended toward the former.

After all...

there hadn’t even been a hint of a battle.

If the three Superpowers were suddenly teaming up for something, he believed it must be some significant affair.

Nevertheless, he had to prepare for the second possibility.

That man had shown vast strength at the United Nations Headquarters, and must be treated with caution.

Even though it was the wee hours, he had come to a military base with not an ounce of sleepiness.

Beijing Time, June 4th, 11:30 PM.

London Time, June 4th, 4:30 AM.

The night was lowering, stars sparse, a gentle breeze passing, carrying a hint of coolness.

The Prime Minister of british walked heavily through a highly guarded military base with many things weighing on his mind.

The barbed wire and searchlights interwove into an impenetrable net, guarding the secrets of this land.

The sentries gripped their weapons tightly, their gazes piercing as they scanned every corner, vigilant against any possible threat.

The Prime Minister quickened his pace.

Each step he took on the firm ground echoed faintly.

His heart, however, was as complex as the shades of the night.

The nation was at a delicate tipping point, external pressures and internal discord intertwining, leaving him somewhat at a loss.

The cluster of buildings within the base loomed solemn and imposing in the night.

Walking through the military base, the Prime Minister pondered while examining the inquiry messages from various countries.

Almost done reading them,

a look of helplessness involuntarily spread across his face.

Other countries were counting on getting some information from him.

But...

You want to know?

I want to know too!

Who knows what the situation is right now?

Without any information, one couldn’t possibly just follow suit and surrender.

It may still be early morning domestically,

but the news of King Chen declaring war on all of humanity and having already taken over three Superpowers was wildly circulating within the country.

Countless people, not sleeping, were protesting online or marching in the streets, their hearts filled with unease and anger, understanding that The Sun Never Sets would be the next target.

They voiced to the government repeatedly, emphasizing that they must not surrender like the three Superpowers.

Even though among these voices, there were those who believed a more pragmatic approach should be taken, following in the footsteps of the three Superpowers for temporary peace.

Such opinions, however, were quickly drowned out by the mainstream public opinion, becoming an almost inaudible voice.

Most people absolutely refused to surrender.

The Sun Never Sets once glowed with brilliance.

Its light had illuminated every corner of the world, from the distant shores of the Atlantic Ocean to the mysterious lands of the East, leaving its mark of exploration and expansion everywhere.

It wasn’t just a geographical empire but also a cultural and spiritual symbol. The rise of The Sun Never Sets marked the beginning of an era.

Although, as time passed, the empire’s radiance dimmed.

Challenges from within and without followed in succession, and the once unbreakable strength began to show signs of weariness.

But even so, they could absolutely not accept the entire nation bowing to one man.

Now, the Prime Minister was in a tight spot, feeling like he was being roasted over a fire. He had to do something.

With these thoughts in mind,

the Prime Minister stopped at the door of a conference room.

After looking up to check the room number and making sure he was at the right place, he dismissed the many bodyguards by his side and entered with only one assistant.

Inside the conference room, a group of senior officers had been waiting for some time. Their gazes turned to the Prime Minister in unison, the air heavy with a tense and solemn feeling.