Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

1756 If You’re a Tough Guy, You Need Strong Medicine

Meng Chao’s words were like a flood that just burst through a dam.
They crashed into the hearts of all Dragon City citizens, stirring up thunder and huge waves.

On the Internet, his comments instantly occupied the first to tenth most searched spots on major social media.

No one doubted the truth of his words.

Aside from Meng Chao’s own reputation and prestige, it was also easy to judge whether his words were true or not.

The space ripples around Monster Mountain Range had already disappeared.
Dragon City civilization had already taken its first step beyond the mountain range.
No matter what, the contact and communication between Earthlings and the natives of the Other World would become increasingly in-depth.

For example, if a statement like “the total population exceeds eighty million and may even exceed a hundred million” was a lie, it would be exposed in minutes.

As for the combat power of the Turan warriors, they would immediately be able to understand it following a battle.

After all, Meng Chao had held a press conference for the entire Dragon City.

He was not only representing himself, but also Broken Star Club, Battle God Palace, Superstar Company, and even the Azure Alliance.

If he dared to utter such a big lie on a strategic issue that concerned Dragon City’s life and death, it would not only destroy his own reputation but also the image of Broken Star Club, Battle God Palace, Superstar Company, and even the Azure Alliance in the hearts of the citizens.

Since everyone realized that it was impossible for Meng Chao to lie, the impact of his words was particularly far-reaching and heavy.

“The natives of this world are so strong.
Does Dragon City really have no chance?”

“So, it’s not a question of whether Dragon City can conquer the Other World, but that in the near future, we’ll likely encounter a disaster that’s even more terrifying than the beast horde?”

“When will the flooding, the spreading of viruses, the collapse of order, and the assault of beast hordes end for the people of Dragon City?”

For a time, such depressed and even desperate remarks were rampant on the Internet.

The general public and investors’ pessimistic mood was also instantly reflected in the financial market.

Whether it was the nine mega corporations or the innovative companies under the Azure Alliance, their stock prices began to fluctuate… No, there were almost no fluctuations.
Instead, there was a dive.

Within five minutes, the Survival Committee’s economic decision group decided to temporarily close the city for an indefinite period of time with unprecedented efficiency.

However, this decision could only temporarily lock up the restless funds.
It could not appease the restless hearts of the citizens.

No one could imagine how badly Dragon City’s comprehensive index would fall the next time the market opened.

Just like no one could imagine what their bleak tomorrow would be like.

Meng Chao, who was in the eye of the storm, could sense the confusion, dejection, panic, and even despair coming from all directions.

He also knew that his words would have an earth-shattering impact on the entire Dragon City.

Despite that, he decided to tell the truth after long consideration.

He had no choice.
It was useless to deceive himself.

The contact, exchange, and even war between the Dragon City civilization and the Turan civilization, and even the Holy Light faction, would come one after another in the next few years.

If he still held onto the dream of “their invincible torrent of steel under the heavens,” what difference would there be between him and an ostrich that had buried its head in the sand?

If only he did not have to give a severe warning and tell the truth to all the citizens of Dragon City today…

By tomorrow, it was likely that the tens of millions of Dragon City citizens would have to pay with their own blood or even life to see the cruel reality.

At the same time, Meng Chao firmly believed that his goal of conquering the Other World was neither correct nor realistic.

Ever since ancient times, whether it was Earth or the Other World, there had not been a single major country that had been able to achieve the grand goal of “global conquest.”

Even the powerful sun that never set in the past had fallen into a long decline after a short glorious period of a hundred years.
By the time Dragon City transmigrated to the 22nd century, it had already become a sh*t stirrer.

Their global conquest of the never-setting sun relied on the “flood of steel” or the “invincible fleet” to a large extent.
More importantly, they relied on their cold, shrewd, meticulous, despicable, shameless, and unscrupulous diplomatic means.

From that point of view, they made a successful case for being “global sh*t-stirrers” and enjoying the “afterglow of the imperium” for hundreds of years.

There had been countless war empires that tried to crush the entire world with their tyranny, but they had been annihilated, and they had collapsed for a long time.

When Dragon City had just transmigrated, it faced the repeated attacks of floods, earthquakes, viruses, zombies, and monsters.
Perhaps when everyone had fallen into despair and the fire of civilization was on the verge of dying, throwing out the idea of “a flood of steel conquering the Other World” helped to fortify their will, boost morale, and open a bloody path in the midst of numerous crises.

At this point in time, the basic safety of Dragon City’s civilization was supposedly guaranteed.
Yet, war between worlds was about to begin.
Meng Chao felt that compared with “a flood of steel conquering the Other World,” it was better to “build high walls, accumulate grain, slowly become king, and watch the tigers fight”

Therefore, the Dragon City civilization had to revise it’s strategic goals from “conquer the Other World ” to “unite and become a powerful sh*t stirrer in the Other World.”

As for whether the people of Dragon City could accept this cruel truth and a more realistic strategic goal, they could only take a gamble.

If he was a tough man, he had to be given a strong dose of medicine.
Meng Chao believed that the people of Dragon City, who had gritted their teeth and persevered through half a century of bloodshed, had thick and strong nerves.
They could continue to persevere.

Thinking of this, he continued, “I’m sure everyone would like to ask, since the Turan civilization has such a large population, Turan warriors who are comparable to superhumans, and powerful totem armor, why have they never been able to step into Monster Mountain Range in the past half a century?

It’s because Dragon City transmigrated, tore through space, and set off spatial ripples, causing the inside and outside of Monster Mountain Range to be so close yet so far away.
In that case, why didn’t the Turan civilization conquer Monster Mountain Range before we transmigrated?

“That’s because, for the past thousands or even tens of thousands of years, the Turan civilization’s strategic direction of attack has never been the narrow and barren Monster Mountain Range located at the southernmost tip of the continent.

“Instead, it’s the center of the Other World’s main continent further north.
It’s said to be illuminated by the Holy Light and blessed by the gods.
It has incomparably abundant resources, and is filled with milk, honey, and crystals.

“In reality, the Turan civilization isn’t the most powerful native civilization in the Other World.

“The Holy Light faction that occupies the Land of Holy Light is the most powerful force in the entire Other World!”