Apocalyptic Forecast

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Unexpectedly, the arrival of the second natural enemy made the atmosphere in the entire camp even more solemn. During this silent meal, no one spoke.

After eating, no one left.

Sitting in his chair, waiting quietly.

And Lucia, who presided over the lunch, didn't speak either. After serving tea and fruit, everyone in the room calmly sat down.

In the uncomfortable silence, only the general leaned on his chair, bowed his head nonchalantly, and took out an aluminum tube from his pocket. After skillfully biting off the other end of the cigar, he tilted his head and lit it with a lighter.

Beside his daughter, Chu Hai raised his eyes and took a look.

The cigar that had just lit up in red went out silently.

The general frowned, click again.

But this time I couldn't light it anyway. When he put down the lighter and frowned and looked over, he only saw the innocent traveler holding the water glass.

"If there are children, you should set an example when you are an adult." Chu Hai said, "At least for America, right?"

"Oh, America? I can't represent America long ago, I can't even represent myself."

The general raised the shackles in his hands, picked up the cigar that was extinguished at his fingertips, opened his mouth and bit off a piece, chewed on the spicy tobacco leaves, sneered and shook his head:

"Now it seems that the only meaning of education is to serve as a lesson for the past."

"Seriously, I still discuss education issues with others in hell."

Chu Hai smiled, glanced at a certain place in the middle of the long table, and suddenly asked, "You have been waiting for so long, so you don't want to watch it?

Do you have any teaching experience to share? "

Just between Toronus and Jixiangtian, the two turned their heads in doubt, and instantly they felt the chill that spread from their souls.

Why didn't you notice it?

Such an obvious goal.

It's like a mountain of dishes and chopsticks piled up in the sink, like countless to-do items on the desk, and even all the problems that have been thrown around without paying attention.

Obviously so eye-catching, so... it is impossible to ignore.

Someone is sitting there.

Right from the beginning!

It’s just that you don’t want to see it...

"Hope, everyone, enjoy your meal."

From the throat of the silent figure, the sound of a dull sound generator was heard, like pressing the keyboard slowly, carefully answering: "I, don't want, excuse me."

Age cannot be judged.

Sex cannot be judged.

Looks, can't judge.

As for the name, let alone.

The figure covered in biochemical protective clothing even wears a thick gas mask on its face. But what are the people here that can only be observed by sight?

Mind exploration, blind vision, soul resonance, intuitive perception...

Everything, all the means of observation, when it falls on that person, you can only see an empty void.

"Meeting for the first time, or meeting again. Maybe, everyone, I don't have an impression, but I have already dealt with you many times..."

The representative from the Survival Institute said so.

No, to be more precise, he or she, or he, is the Survival Institute itself.

Among the three major institutions under the jurisdiction of the Astronomical Society, there are the same seats as the fate recorder of the Utopia, the director of the governing bureau, and the administrator of the surviving hospital.

You can call him the dean in the most convenient and understandable way, or whatever you like.

He doesn't care anyway.

There is no information, no records, and there is no news circulating in the outside world. The Survival Institute handles all the information of this manager so carefully.

Not only to protect him, but also for the safety of others.

What he represents is the dark side of the Astronomical Society, all the ugly shelters in the present, and all the unknown distortions and destructions.

Even he himself, because of the contaminated distortion, seldom leaves the Survival Institute and appears in front of others.

Indeed as he said.

No one will have appetite anymore.

When he appeared, something that was enough to make ordinary people maddened continuously spread from him.

Right where he is, distortion and reality distortion have already begun to occur.

Even in the deepest hell.

Flesh and flesh dust squirmed under his feet, and countless strange phantoms and nightmares flickered one after another behind the pitch-black eyepieces. Under the heavy protective clothing, the limbs were squirming abnormally...It is difficult to tell whether this is an illusion or real.

"Come and come, eat and ate, and I have experienced all the hospitality that should be. It should also be discussed." Chu Hai held his chin and asked calmly: "I'm very curious. Astronomy will worry us here. , For what? Explore the bottom of the abyss again?"

He paused, and said solemnly: "I am enough for this kind of thing. I can't make anyone else help, right?"

It doesn't mean to look down on other people.

However, he was dissatisfied with the astronomical arrangement of his daughter in the team.

Even though the daughter is stronger than countless people, how can a father be a reason to bring his daughter to the battlefield?

"Don't worry, the number of people is more than and needed." The dean replied calmly, "We must, do our best, there can be no, any, errors, and failures."

As he said, he raised his hand, opened the briefcase placed on the table in front of him, took out a USB flash drive from it, and inserted it into the port behind his forehead.

The archived memory was decompressed again, and the backup consciousness went through fifteen verifications before connecting to the soul.

As a result, the secret that was sealed in my mind was opened.

I don’t know if the speech was recorded long in advance, and even the speech became smooth.

"Calling everyone up to this point is for the most critical battle plan of this battle of the worlds, and it is also the top secret in the Surviving Yard."

He gave the answer with a dull to no ups and downs electronic sound: "About [Destroy Elements·Porzun], the battle plan."

For a while, there was a long silence on the entire long table.

Everyone stiffened slightly for a moment, and raised their heads in confusion.

Suspect that I heard it wrong.

"impossible."

Chu Hai shook his head first: "Bo Xun is immortal, and the wisdom of the abyss is the same body as the abyss. If you want to eradicate it, unless you erase all the creatures with brains in hell.

This is simply unrealistic. "

If the Buddha, who once merged with miracles and disasters, eternally disappeared for a moment, and has no traces and traces in later generations, can be called "enlightenment"~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then, Bo Xun, is the opposite of it. 'Obsessed' itself.

Deep-rooted evils, endless desires, evil thoughts and malice flowing from the depths of the soul, and the cruel nature of all living things for the rest of their lives, and more...

Now all the hells in the abyss, the magical wisdom worshipped by countless sects, is the crystallization and fruit of eternal desire and thirst in hell.

Just as a huge star will drag countless asteroids into its own gravitational belt.

As long as it exists, it will always interfere in the operation of the Silver Sea.

This gravitational force from **** is watching the sea of ​​silver all the time, looking for any opportunity to take advantage of, casting the haze from **** all pervasively.

As the guardian of the Sea of ​​Silver, Chu Hai couldn't be more familiar with his existence.

Because of this, I understand the absurdity of this plan even more.

"It's not destruction above the form and spirit."

The dean replied: "Dismantling, segmentation, decentralization, containment, blockade, and ultimately, harmlessness... Even if the elements of destruction still exist, it does not have the ability to harm, minimize the area of ​​interference, until the final blockade Save."

Chu Hai shook his head: "I don't care about the success rate, how do you determine its location?"

The paradise of Bo Xun has never risen, even at such a moment, it is still hidden behind the waves of the deep tide, hidden in the deepest part of the quiet zone.

The chaotic sea is a breeding ground for all disasters, and it is also a natural labyrinth. If you break into it unpreparedly, you will only get lost in the eternal chaotic phenomenon, and there will be no way out.

"It's like a hydrological survey, Mr. Chu Hai."

The dean replied: "Day after day, the dyeing markers are being used to trace the origin, until the flow and destination of all souls and origins are determined.