Apocalyptic Forecast

As the crow lifted the phone, Huai Shi quickly hurryed over and carefully examined it, and immediately opened his eyes in disbelief.

"The American Taurus is difficult to give birth? Now we are recruiting auxiliary staff urgently ..." He was stunned for a long time, and he didn't respond at all: "Is this going to deliver me?"

"..."

The crow looked at him with a mentally retarded look for a long time and couldn't help covering his face and sighed: "I'm letting you get the one below!"

Huai Shi's expression twitched, his eyes down, and then his brow furrowed.

"Magic ... Women's Night is coming? What the **** is this?"

"The late funeral of a creator."

The crow said calmly: "Forty-one years ago, a creator died in the development of the abyss. After the laws and theorems created by her life were freed from the soul, she began to rise slowly.

After forty years, they finally reached their present state ... For example, today the cultural society urgently adjusted the position of all borders to welcome her final bubble return.

In a few days, a big storm will roll up outside the current blockade. The scholars who have waited for a long time at the observatory will select the rules she has set, and then integrate them into ‘Charathustra’ to integrate with the entire current situation, and finally, merge into the sea of ​​silver.

This is the ultimate destiny of every creator. Their talents and achievements in life will lay the cornerstone of the present situation and make the world more perfect.

In this process, the bubble dream will emerge randomly around the world, forming a phenomenon called ‘Witch ’s Night’. "

"That will be an illusory dream formed by the creator's lifelong obsession. It will only exist in one night of hell, and it will be an unrelenting final revelry.

At that time, the goal that the creator pursued for a lifetime will be realized in this short dream ...

The world does not know how many scholars and sublimators are flexing their muscles and eager to try, hoping to gain something in this fantasy dream.

Say well in advance, the laws and achievements currently controlled by this creator are still in the confidentiality of the Astronomical Society. The relevant circumstances are unknown, and the danger after entering is extremely high, and if they fail, the soul may be injured. ...... But if we can successfully explore and finish from the night of the witch, then we can get the final blessing of the creator as the anointed one.

For you, if you want to speed up the advancement, this is the best opportunity. "

For the first time, the crow said so badly about the consequences after the mess, and Huai Shi also felt a little pressure.

Before that, wasn't Sister Crow all at ease, boldly rushed, did I cover you?

Huaixi swallowed, thought for a while, and asked, "Is there any successful example ..."

"Yes."

The crow thought for a while and said, "The night of the witch twelve years ago was a phenomenon after the fall of a metallurgical creator. At that time, during the exploration, the blessed" anointed person "obtained a golden egg. Iron hens, average one per day, can hatch golden chicks ... pure, 24K! "

Huai Shi's eyes lit up.

"Twenty-seven years ago, the night of the witch was triggered by a creator who specializes in thermodynamics. The anointed got an electric blanket that never needs to be plugged in ..." The crow added after seeing Huai Shi's mouth. : "A high price of US $ 1.93 billion was later auctioned at the Mojin Bank auction, which is now a treasure in the Astronomy Exhibition Hall."

Huai Shi's eyes were bright again, full of longing and hope for life.

"Thirty years ago, I was the creator of classic mechanics and geology, and I blessed the anointed with a brand new semi-border, a huge underground base that can be opened at any time in the current situation ..."

"Oh oh oh !!!" Huaishi was excited.

"Forty-one years ago, the blessing left by a creator of mechanical dynamics was a super-large combat robot, charging for eight hours and fighting for ten minutes, with amazing destructive power."

"great!!!!"

Huai Shi's eyes were already full of stars.

"It can also be transformed." The crow added: "It has a fit function!"

Huai poetry has moved to tears, what kind of fairy creator, he wants to go to the astronomy will find two portraits of the big brother hanging up a few incense every day.

He was already fascinated by the prospect portrayed by the crow, and began to rush to try.

Boy, it's still too tender.

Crow sighed and looked silently at other places, hiding the last sentence in his stomach: Well, apart from the anointed ones mentioned above, most of the other people involved were already dead ...

So, if you do too much to deceive the honest people, you really will be overwhelmed ... But what about the feeling of wanting to come a few times?

Can't stop ...

In fact, in addition to the super huge machine, the thing that shocked Huai Shi most was the things he had never noticed before.

"Will the creator ... die?"

He sighed softly.

Noble identities are like creators, creators who can change their present situation, borders, and even **** at will according to the laws they master. As long as they have enough source quality, they can revise all their existences like gods. In the end, they have to face death. arrival.

"Yeah, it will die, everyone will." The crow sighed softly, "including the gods and spirits that once were. Before the death, everyone is equal, even if it is not human."

She paused for a moment and suddenly said, "I'm almost there."

Huai Shi froze for a long time, suddenly raised his head and widened his eyes.

"what did you say?"

"Did you hear me clearly? I'm dying."

The crow said lightly: "The signs have become clearer recently, and I knew the exact time when I woke up last night."

Looking closely at Huai Shi's nervousness, she sighed with regret: "Well, maybe after two hundred years ... Death is terrible, Huai Shi, you must take care of me. Do you know? Before I died, Can you use your money to contribute ... "

"..."

Huaishi's expression twitched, trying to control her urge to copy her and throwing her eyes away: "When I didn't ask."

Sure enough, there must be something wrong with what you expect from this woman ...

He affirmed this point again, and did n’t want to talk about this topic again, just asked: “What do I have to do next? Is it troublesome to enter that witch night?”

"Well, it's really troublesome."

The crow nodded and pointed at him step by step: "First, open your mobile phone, register in the list of volunteers, and checkmark in the column of voluntary exploration of witch night casualties, enter your here Mobile phone number, and finally take a selfie with your ID card, indicating that you are voluntarily unintimidated ... well, this is over. "

After completing a set of procedures like a card, the crow patted his wings and nodded. "The next step is to wait for the approval and permission from the upper level. During this period of time ... what should you do."

Huai Shi nodded, got up and walked to the living room, was cried by the crow again, and stared at him for a long time with a kind of hatred for steel: "I don't mean to continue to play games at home."

"Then what am I doing?" Huai Shi was at a loss: "The game I just bought has not been dismantled yet!"

The crow shook his head: "How long have you not been out?"

"Why didn't you go out?" Huai Shi asked back, "I don't want to ..."

The crow looked at him quietly, and after he finished speaking, he sighed and said:

"You should understand what I mean, Huai Shi ... Do you go to a social security bureau to get a certificate, and squatting at home to play a game is called going out? Can't you go out and play for a while?"

"I have games at home with happy water and air conditioning, why should I go out." Huai Shi was reluctant.

"Don't turn into a dead house, will you?"

The crow looked at the teenager who was completely salted in front of him, and began to have a headache: "Even if you don't go to school, don't always stay at home?

Adults should learn to manage themselves, Huai Shi, even if there is no younger sister to play with you, do n’t they be as good as poor children without friends? "

Huai Shi turned around in the same place, and finally, tilting his head, he almost turned the black question mark on his head towards her.

I don't understand what she is talking about.

"In short, go for a walk."

The crow lost his patience and waved his wings to drive him out of the stone pith museum: "Even if you can't find any fun, it's better than having mold at home ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Don't come back before dinner ..."

Boom!

The iron gate closed behind Huai Shi.

Huai Shi turned his head and looked at the uncle who waved goodbye to himself in the courtyard. He sighed reluctantly and pulled a long note reluctantly: "OK ..."

Where can I go next?

He couldn't find a place to go.

Since the cello was taken away and repaired by the harpist of the Hell Music Association, he hasn't even practiced the piano and can only stay home and mold every day. In fact, he originally wanted to go to school to fool around, and then look at his silly students. As a result, astronomy would choose to transfer money when Huai Shi was in class.

More than 30 transactions, with an average transfer amount of 8 million USD per transfer, and the mobile phone vibrated violently in the stunned eyes of the teachers and students, and played with a melodious voice: "Your account has arrived A total of 200 million US dollars ... hurry up and talk to him. "

Talking?

What are you talking about?

Huaixi burned his whole family's mind!

Fortunately, with the exception of Fu Yi, no one took this seriously, but as a mischief of Huai Shi, which caused Huai Shi's favorability with the teacher to plummet.

No, this kid is gone, so I have to educate me ...

He left a lot of homework for him, and he couldn't help it. As a result, Fu Yi went on a quiet tour, and Huai Shi had no friends in the school.

It is simply the loneliness of Xinhai ...

Speaking of the various sad stories that have happened this month, Huai Shi couldn't help but write 108 tragic characters on his lap.

Why is it good to be a prince in a paradise, singing a song on a white horse, and suddenly it becomes an old salted fish?

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