Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm-Chapter 590 - 372、Our Forefathers Have Never Died_4

Wen Zehan sighed deeply, with a resolute tone: "Yes, without the country, where is the home."

On one side is the country, on the other side is the home. He weighed it for a long time and finally chose the country.

His wife smiled: "This is the Wen Zehan I met thirty years ago."

But Wen Zehan did not smile: "While I was unconscious, I used my superpower to see the situation inside the nearby shelter, and the people there... all perished."

Although he accurately predicted the danger, he couldn’t feel any joy.

His wife was silent for a moment, her eyes full of encouragement: "Go quickly and do what you want to do."

Wen Zehan nodded: "Alright!"

He immediately closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the bedding.

After a while.

Wen Zehan suddenly let out a muffled groan, crimson blood trickling from his nostrils.

He did not open his eyes, nor did he bother to wipe it, simply saying: "I am Wen Zehan, a senior researcher at the Great Xia Aerospace Information Research Institute.

"I am now speaking to you through the superpower I just awakened. I have discovered a powerful Knight Level monster.

"I have a thought, if we kill this monster, there’s a strong possibility it will cause great intimidation to the other monsters, forcing them to flee from Jindu City.

"I know the dust greatly reduces visibility, but I have a way to guide missile attacks.

"If this method succeeds, maybe more people can survive..."

As he spoke, Wen Zehan’s nosebleed flowed more and more.

Some of the blood even reached his mouth, its motion giving a thrilling impression.

His face slightly twisted, clearly the forced activation of his superpower was causing him considerable pain.

His wife knelt beside him, tears welling in her eyes, but she did not utter a word to stop him.

She understood very well, once her husband completed this task, he would probably die.

The reason her husband was sacrificing his life was to find a path of survival for the people of this city.

"Sob~"

She let out a low sob.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered some old war movies she watched during her student days.

Back then, she was moved by the heroic sacrifices in those movies.

As she grew older, she began to see it as exaggerated propaganda.

Now she was somewhat shocked to find that the heroes in the movies seemed to have resurrected in her husband.

This strength passed through the generations of Great Xia People, uninterrupted, and today it was her husband’s turn to inherit the flame passed down by his ancestors.

In the not-too-distant future, her husband would certainly pass the flame to those who come after.

They guarded generation after generation of Great Xia People this way.

A phrase came to her mind — our ancestors have never died.

"Comrades in the air force, my time is running out. Please believe me, these coordinates are the monster’s location..."

Not only was Wen Zehan’s nose bleeding, but blood was also streaming from his ears, and a large part of his chest was stained red.

His eyes were severely bloodshot, his eyeballs turned completely crimson, looking a bit terrifying.

People with experience could see that he had lost his sight forever.

His wife covered her mouth tightly, suppressing the urge to burst into tears.

A few seconds later.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A series of loud noises came from afar.

The room started to shake violently.

His wife immediately realized that the air force had launched an attack on the Knight Level monster according to her husband’s remote guidance.

She shakily grabbed the bedsheet, wanting to wipe the blood off her husband’s face.

She just moved her hand when she suddenly saw her husband’s head drop, his shoulders completely slumped.

"Wah~"

His wife began to cry bitterly.

In the next moment.

"Knock! Knock!"

The sound of knocking suddenly echoed.

His wife only felt a blur before her eyes, as the scenery inside the room suddenly changed.