The call to the Special Affairs Bureau went through.
The female customer service representative on the other end of the line spoke in a delicate voice, "This is Yin City Red Star Organic Fertilizer Co., Ltd., your go-to for purchasing fertilizer. How may I assist you?"
Li Ang roared, "Maple Road in the northern city slums! Hurry!"
The customer service representative's voice became instantly stern. "Could you please describe in detail what exactly happened, so we can dispatch police forces according to the situation..."
"At least an Lv7 threat. Look at the satellite map yourself," Li Ang cut her off mid-sentence and hung up.
Armed with dialectical materialism as his intellectual weapon, Li Ang didn't ponder Zou Zhengze's words too much. The information he had was far too scant to draw any objective conclusions.
Whether Zou Zhengze's theory of rebirth was true or false, right or wrong, objective or radical, wasn't important at this time or in this place.
