I give the world destruction and rebirth

"We need real food, hamburgers! Coke! No garbage!" Tang Ji stood by the window and looked at the prisoners holding signs in protest below, expressionless.

He despised the following people from the bottom of his heart. He regarded them as cockroaches in dark corners and bedbugs in the garbage heap.

Some of the people below have never created a penny of value in their lives. They have been lying on anything they can to suck blood, and live by exploiting others.

There are also some people, the only reason they have never done evil before is because of cowardice, and the awakening is like handing a knife to them, they almost immediately jump up to become what they long to be.

The gray-black flame of hatred was like a living thing, constantly stirring in the office, covering the entire floor under Tang Ji's restraint.

He didn't want to scare those people, he wanted to see how far they could go in the end, and then just kill a few more.

As the spokesman of rage, Tang Ji's anger hardly needs a reason, but the firewood makes the flame of hatred always burn brighter.

His biggest source of anger is that he almost went down the same path as the people below, if it weren't for Angelina.

The longer Tang Ji stayed away from her, the more he realized how beautiful she was and the huge impact she had on him.

"Did you act too kind before?" The druid version of Mikkelsen was sent to Tang Ji's window by a vine from the top floor. He looked at him from the sky: "I thought with your intimidation , they will tolerate it for at least a few weeks, and then start to resist because of food problems."

"That's because that bastard Carl Wheeler has to stand by the window every meal, so that every prisoner can see how happy he is eating." Tang Ji looked at this version of Mikkelsen up and down. A touch of green has appeared in my hair.

All the weird things about him, as well as the never-before-seen 'prison gardener' Brandon Mann, were enough for Tang Ji to guess the ending.

The big bastard ate the little pervert alive

For Tang Ji, cannibalism is obviously a taboo. He feels that people must have a bottom line after all, and they cannot and should not cannibalize their own kind.

Therefore, he has always been hostile to greed and turned a blind eye to the olive branch he extended. The only reason Tang Ji did not kill him was because of lack of strength.

As for Mikkelsen, he is undoubtedly a smart man. He knows the basic basis of his cooperation with Tang Ji. He regards Tang Ji as the sharpest weapon, while Tang Ji regards him as the only one who has both ability and ability. Someone in power who has resources and is less Shabi.

Therefore, the good cooperation between the two people has been maintained until now, and both parties have temporarily accepted the flaws of the other.

Of course, Mikkelsen thought much more about the details than Tanguy, or to put it simply, he served Tanguy very well.

For example, in the matter of devouring Brandon, the son of nature, Mikkelsen could have made the pervert a part of himself openly, but he knew that Tang Ji was a person with a moral bottom line, so he made up a plan to make it clear. The reason is just to make Tang Ji feel more comfortable.

"What are you going to do about it?" Mikkelsen was put into the room by the vines, and then shrank back: "I suggest you not to kill too many people. The products of the Gray Field Project need to be tested by enough people to determine the social level. Impact."

"I hope that when you do this experiment, don't forget to include yourself." Tang Ji glanced at Mikkelsen with anger in his eyes, because he himself had eaten that garbage for three days in a row.

Yes, just as Tang Ji said, he himself was also part of the experiment.

If he and Mikkelsen are the ones who ultimately decide to lead mankind into that gray future, then he can at least start with himself.

Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. The ancient Eastern philosophy covers the highest state of morality in one sentence, and Tang Ji hopes that this can alleviate his guilt.

"I'm afraid I can't promise you, because I have more than four thousand mouths to eat, and I can't eat all the experimental results by myself." Mikkelsen smiled, turned his palm over, and a colorful fruit appeared. Appeared in his hand and bit off most of it in front of Tang Ji.

"Believe me, I will not live in a wasteland full of stench, because I will not accept failure." Mikkelsen raised his eyebrows at Tang Ji provocatively: "If that day comes, I will stay in This old era that belongs to me ends with it."

"Coward." Tang Ji glanced at Mikkelsen with disgust. As the planner, initiator, and even the final executor of the entire plan, the most cowardly behavior is not to face the consequences of the plan.

"Coward? No, you don't know me. I can strategically plan for failure, because that is my responsibility to the entire race, and I must plan a feasible retreat for it." Mikkelsen raised his head , as if feeling the temperature of the sun: "But for me personally, I will never accept the possibility of failure."

"But so far, I don't see any hope of victory. We are too passive and can only wait for those players to take action." Tang Ji looked at the prisoner parade below and began to commotion. The prisoners holding homemade signs were noisy. Squeezing into the middle, within a few seconds someone suddenly set fire to it and started burning the surrounding plants.

"Huh? What are you dealing with because of us?" Mikkelsen said to Tangji: "The pioneers have taken root in this world for a hundred years, slowly dismembering our world, and I am sticking it back together."

"Invisible to you, I have convinced many naturalized people to return to our camp. The next step is information disadvantage, and the last step is a real war." Mikkelsen sighed and closed his eyes. In his mind, he manipulated the green plants within the prison to form a separation wall.

"Did you know, those pioneers have been secretly destroying nuclear weapons." Mikkelsen waved his hands, and two thick vines emerged from the nearby building, sweeping down a large number of superhumans, and then they were pushed to the ground. The green plants are firmly locked to the ground.

"Luthor and I are taking back the management rights of those military facilities, and it turns out that the pioneers have been doing this since a year ago." Mikkelsen continued: "The pioneers didn't want us to take the initiative. Table, do you know what this means?"

Tang Ji didn't want to ask, so he jumped directly from the window. If he didn't get down, those superhumans would use their power to demolish the building.

"It means they like the existing world background, so for most existing people, we are actually playing villains who want to destroy the world." Mikkelsen sighed.

"Harland! We have broken through the wall!" A big guy holding a chainsaw and covered in dust shouted to Harland: "You can go!"

Harland took one last look at the almost boiling prisoners in the prison. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he turned and left without looking back.

The woman helped by the fake whirlpool is a spiritual superhuman. She can inspire the desires in other people's hearts, and use this power to easily stir up trouble, and her coverage is extremely wide.

The moment the other party called out his name, Harland knew that he had been cheated. He did not hesitate to call his cronies to start the jailbreak that was still being planned.

The area where the central prison is located is the last nuclear explosion center area restored by the Corinning Company. When these big guys were exploring the inner area of ​​the prison, they found a small warehouse of the Corinin Company, which was full of small construction machinery.

If Haaland hadn't been far enough away, he would probably have followed that group of people to protest against the food. He didn't want to stay in jail for a day longer.

What was his life like when he was in the Bear Gang? What kind of life are you living here?

Although he has assembled a team here and his own abilities are good, the Central Prison is like a cross between the eight immortals. No one knows what the superhumans here are capable of.

Yesterday, a superhuman who used to be part of the Death Gang died while going to the toilet. He died silently. Apart from the absence of bones in his body, no external injuries could be found. The cause of death was ultimately determined to be brain tissue damage.

The doctor who was also imprisoned and had the ability to give other people an experience equivalent to that of taking addictive compounds directly concluded that when the other person went to the toilet, his bones were peeled off and his brain was smashed to pieces. Who else would be taken away? You will die if you come here all of a sudden.

It was only the third day in prison. In addition to a few people who died due to escaping from prison, more than 20 people among the prisoners died in accidents. Even a veteran like Harland was frightened.

"Harland, I'm so sad. Have you forgotten the agreement we just reached?" However, the woman appeared in front of Harland like a ghost, bringing several of her bodyguards to Harland. De and his cronies were stuck on the road.

"Get out of the way, bitch, or I will..." Harland is not a newbie. The moment he speaks, he sticks out his tongue and shoots into the woman's face like a shotgun.

But there was an invisible shield suspended outside the woman's body, blocking Harland's attack.

"Go back, no one can leave until I am satisfied. You are all full of anger towards Tang Ji, and you are all full of resentment for the food here." The woman's eyes were glowing blue, looking at these high-quality cannon fodder, and said in a hypnotic tone .

She is a genuine player, a particularly adventurous player, Solyaso.

Solyasuo is not a newbie, she is a 'veteran' who has been in two worlds, but she was deprived of the player qualifications due to certain actions and had her memory wiped away.

The current memory in her mind was copied from a certain fanatical naturalizer, which is the body she is currently using.

There is obviously a very research-worthy issue here, that is, using the physical body, the memory of the physical body completely overwrites one's own memory. In this case, is Solyasuo Solyasuo, or is Solyasuo? The body itself.

Mrs. Generosity, who is very curious, is the initiator and follower of this experiment.

Strictly speaking, Solyaso was a xenophile in the past. In the second world she came to, she showed obvious xenophilic tendencies. It was precisely because of Solyasuo and her companions that The reason was that Markarian had no achievements in that world and could only watch the huge waves sweep across the entire world, eventually leading to the complete decoupling of that world.

And the body that Soluasuo has descended into is obviously a xenophile. This is undoubtedly a very dark humorous thing.

This prison riot was just a small test by the pioneers. They wanted to know what was in the prison. The strength shown by the new son of nature who joined Tang Ji's team was enough for them to take it seriously.

Markarian didn't care about the life or death of these newly-used tools. He was just cooperating with Mrs. Generous's work, and there was no personal grudge involved.

The performance of the experimental material Solyasuo at this time was directly displayed on Markarian's screen. Thanks to the guard dog system, it was now much easier for him to monitor these players than before.

"I don't want to cause trouble with Tang Ji." Harland used the last of his rationality to hit his head hard, making a sound of metal collision. This was the advanced hobby of the members of the Violent Bear Gang, and the valuable skull replacement surgery.

But the iron skull obviously couldn't save him. Under Soluasuo's persuasion, Harland gradually became angry. He began to feel that Tang Ji was a nosy bird feather. Everyone is super human. Why are you here? Above, me below?

Why are your people eating hamburgers and drinking coke, while I'm here eating gray garbage?

Harland took one last look at the chainsaw that was thrown on the ground. The last trace of reason in his heart was abandoned under Solyaso's persuasion, and he turned and walked towards the center of the prison, which was already in a mess.

Markarian watched with satisfaction as Tang Ji appeared in Solyasuo's sight. Although every time he saw the ominous black flames, he felt oppressed, but this also proved that Tang Ji was indeed in prison now. .

He looked at another screen, where Wang Zhengdao was suppressing his impatience, waiting for the old man on the stage to finish speaking.

It was the annual summit meeting of the European Union, and it was the first time that the Ark organization participated in this meeting as a special organization on the same level as the member countries.

So no matter how sleepy Wang Zhengdao was, he had to keep his spirits up and get through the whole process.

"Mr. Karcalf, this is our first official meeting. I'm sorry that I ignored your existence before." Markarian smiled and looked at the nervous man sitting opposite him.

He understood that after all, if he had made the same choice as Karcalf, he would not want to meet his current self.

"Are you waiting for Tang Ji's reply?" Markarian stopped smiling: "I'm afraid he can't save you. Have you stayed in this world for too long and forgotten that your real body is lying in the advent cabin? Waiting to be awakened?"

Markarian has become accustomed to such conversations. Karkarf will not be the last Solyaso. People like them always like to be generous to others.