Simulation Game: Crisis Management-Chapter 333 - 164: Shocking Utterance

This is the pinnacle of power in India.

The Indian President’s Office was built in 1929, originally named Victoria Palace. After India’s independence, it was renamed the President’s Office. The avenue leading to it is called "Kingsway." Although only a few dozen meters wide, it is home to various Central Cabinet Government institutions such as the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Ministry of Defense, and several other magnificent palaces.

What surprised Gu Ji a little was that the soldiers merely glanced over and allowed the convoy to pass without even conducting a security check. They first passed through a vast and beautiful garden, with lush trees and green lawns on both sides of the wide road, adorned with numerous fountains, ponds, pavilions, and corridors, until they reached the endpoint and stopped in front of a majestic palace-style building — the official residence of the President.

The security here was evidently much stricter.

Numerous heavily armed soldiers stood guard at the entrance. After the aide-de-camp presented identification and documents, the soldiers consented to let them pass. The first floor of the President’s Office was a magnificent hall, with red carpeted floors and a decor of vintage wood. The aide-de-camp arranged for the three of them to wait in the reception room.

Only at this moment did Fatima finally come to her senses.

"I can’t believe it, Minister, we’re actually at the President’s Office!"

"Yes, even the Director of the National Crisis Management Bureau didn’t notify me in advance, which means the situation must be very urgent and highly confidential. The Cabinet Secretariat must be holding a discussion meeting now, definitely with many meteorologists and naval technology experts. Vidi, organize your thoughts right away and try to explain everything clearly in one go. Don’t be nervous. Absolutely don’t be nervous. Breathe..."

Anurag tried to comfort Gu Ji, but he was already nervously rubbing his hands on his thighs.

Gu Ji remained silent, constantly thinking about how to secure the maximum command authority for himself.

They waited for a dozen minutes.

The aide-de-camp returned and led them upstairs. The architecture of the President’s Office was quite similar to the White House, divided into three parts: two wings and a main building. Along the way, they saw various luxurious halls like the audience room, banquet hall, and library, while the core of the President’s office was mainly on the west side.

They arrived at a head room on the second floor of the west side.

A female secretary wearing headphones stood at the door, and after whispering a few words, she nodded slightly.

"You may enter!"

The aide-de-camp stepped forward and pushed the door open.

Instantly, a somewhat circular blue room appeared before Gu Ji and the others. The room was decorated with blue and gold carpets and curtains. About a dozen people were seated inside, their chairs scattered around rather casually, all facing towards the innermost side of the room, near a white fireplace where an elderly Indian man sat.

He appeared to be in his fifties or sixties, medium build, bronze skin, with completely silver hair and a beard, wearing a white shirt with a linen gray stand-up collar vest.

Anurag and Fatima immediately stared wide-eyed, their hearts pounding painfully.

The white-haired elder before them was none other than the number one BOSS of the Indian Central Government: Prime Minister Dieter!

[Objective: Successfully gain the trust of the Indian Central Cabinet Government!]

[Please choose your reward!]

[Emergency Response Enhancement (Medium)] or [Disaster Assessment Specialization (Medium)]

As soon as Gu Ji stepped into the office, a game prompt appeared before his eyes, causing his pupils to slightly widen.

He had initially thought it was just the Cabinet Secretariat who wanted to see them, not expecting the Prime Minister himself to make a direct appearance. This must be the advisors’ office of the President. Here is where all national level policy decisions are discussed and made, with the seats filled by high-ranking officials from both India’s political and military sectors, most of them in their forties or fifties, curiously observing the trio.

Blue [Emergency Response Enhancement (Medium)]: Increases emergency response capability by 31% in natural disasters, man-made accidents, and public health emergencies, improves emergency response knowledge by 27%, boosts brain activity in crisis situations by 17%, and enhances muscle reflexes in crisis environments by 13%.

Blue [Disaster Assessment Specialization (Medium)]: Increases initial formation and evolution analysis ability of natural disasters such as typhoons, earthquakes, heavy rain, lightning, and fires by 29%, improves predictive experience of sudden disaster changes by 32%, and enhances disaster site management and damage assessment capabilities by 22%.

At this stage in the mission, theoretically, the weather should no longer undergo significant changes.

A tropical storm, even if it evolves into a super typhoon, couldn’t possibly strike the entire Indian Continent, could it?

Therefore, disaster analysis no longer seems useful to Gu Ji.

On the contrary, Reward One could help him acquire more self-preservation ability in the upcoming tasks, and its practical application appears much stronger.

A blue light fell, immediately filling his mind with numerous disaster scenes, along with a faint tremor in his limbs, as if these emergency responses were being ingrained into his instincts.

[Ultimate Goal: Prevent the tropical storm and secondary disasters from striking India, and keep the casualties under 200!]

[Side Goal: Secure cooperation from the mountain division’s special border forces!]

Seeing these two tasks, Gu Ji furrowed his brows slightly.

While he could understand the ultimate task, the side goal left him rather confused.

Yet, from previous missions such as finding people or items at Laird Airport and within the underground world, this "special border forces" seemed closely connected to the final hidden target!

While he was deep in thought, the aide-de-camp slightly bowed his head and turned to introduce the three.

"Prime Minister, these are the people you wanted to meet: Assam’s Disaster Management Minister Anurag, Deputy Disaster Commissioner Vidi, and meteorological and flood disaster expert Fatima!"