I give the world destruction and rebirth

(Let’s talk about 406. My editor has been off for the past few days, so he hasn’t responded to my messages for the time being. I changed it myself and it didn’t pass. I’ll try again tomorrow. Please forgive me.)

"John, be careful today, I have an ominous feeling." Gino John's partner put on a heavy bulletproof vest, hesitated and put a shotgun on the passenger side.

"Berg, you made me nervous!" Gino John's heart skipped a beat. His partner was a superhuman who had just completed registration on the FBAS Bureau's official website a few days ago.

Although there is no rating yet, John and Berg have been working together for four months. He knows how powerful Berg is and he can always detect danger before it comes.

"I know, I do too." Berg is like a person who forgets to turn off the gas at home after going out. His subconscious keeps giving him various signals of discomfort.

But Berg has never been able to find the source of danger. His ability seems to regard the entire demonstration city as a dangerous place.

This made him very panic. The precedent of Night City being attacked by nuclear weapons was vivid in his mind. Nuclear explosions seemed to have become commonplace in the past six months.

Berg really seriously considered the possibility of leaving the city now, but the salary and benefits in Model City were far higher than those in other areas, and its excellent social security attracted him like a magnet.

He and John were both law enforcement officers from small cities, and the Model City Law Enforcement Bureau offered them an olive branch. In addition to the top salaries in the industry, they were also provided with an additional family apartment. As long as they worked for twelve years, they could obtain permanent residence. right.

Berg didn't want to give up his hard-won opportunity. It would be difficult for a superhuman with ordinary abilities like him to find such a good job.

Those superhumans who attract attention all the time on TV and on the Internet are, after all, a minority. Most superhumans are actually like Berg. He did awaken, but did not gain any additional benefits from it, such as becoming stronger. React faster, even become more attractive, and more.

In fact, Berg didn't even know what his ability was and when it would take effect. His ability to predict danger was not completely accurate. From the perspective of his partner, it was closer to predicting the small note in the cookie. level.

Even so, Gino John still brought his most luxurious equipment, a set of lightweight protective equipment with military technology, and a force feedback assist device on the joints.

The price of this thing was about six months' salary, and John would only wear it during big operations.

But today, Berg's prophetic biscuit revealed a sign of great danger, and John decided to deal with it carefully. He always had the attitude of preferring to believe in this ability that sometimes works but not in others.

"Sixteenth Street and Nine Streets, we can find a place to relax." John rubbed his eyes. For him, everything in the Demonstration City was good, except that the height of the buildings and the streets were similar. .

Especially for patrolling law enforcement officers, if you accidentally open an extra intersection and turn onto another street, there will be no difference in your senses. You can only realize your problem through navigation prompts.

Moreover, looking at these black buildings for a long time can make people feel depressed and hurt their eyes.

"Maybe you just have a cold today, and we won't be so unlucky that we encounter shooting incidents three times in a month." John continued: "After all, this is a model city, and the higher-ups also want this place to look like a model city, not a model city. It’s as chaotic as Night City, isn’t it?”

"I heard that during the last night of riots in Night City, Enforcer Tang killed hundreds of superhumans who were making trouble on the streets in the city. What do you think of him?" John asked curiously.

As a law enforcer, Tang Ji is undoubtedly his idol. Every law enforcer has dreamed of becoming Tang Ji, killing the legal bastards on the streets from beginning to end, pulling out their intestines, and choking them. His neck, until his tongue drooped and his face turned black.

But after all, there is only one law enforcer Tang. He used his own experience to show all law enforcers with illusions how difficult this road is.

So John is very curious about what the image of Law Enforcer Don is to Berg, a man who is both a spell caster and a super human.

"Begg?" John, who hadn't heard his partner's reply for a long time, looked back at Begg, who was on alert in the back seat with a loaded gun, only to see that the other person had lost consciousness at some point and fell directly on the seat.

"What the hell! Something happened?" Gino John stepped on the brakes, jumped out of the car in a hurry, and checked his partner's vital signs.

"Call the General Bureau, General Bureau. My name is Gino John, number D.C0815. There is an emergency situation among law enforcement officers and they need to go to the hospital for first aid. Please plan the route!" After John made sure that Berg would not be choked by the bulletproof helmet, I jumped in the car again and started calling the main office.

Without waiting for a response, John had already driven to the nearest hospital: "Begg! Can you hear me? Damn it, your premonition today was really accurate!"

"Law enforcer Gino John, we have planned the shortest route to the hospital for you. Please ensure that the patient will not be harmed twice." The gentle female operator of the General Administration revealed an unsettling panic in her tone: "We. "

Before she could finish her words, John narrowly avoided a pickup truck that hit him in the middle, and watched as the car crashed into the traffic behind him, causing an explosion: "Fuck! Fuck! Sixteen Street, there is a car accident! There must be casualties! Ask other law enforcement officers nearby to come over and respond!"

"There is no one else!" The operator lady yelled in a panic: "All superhuman law enforcement officers have had accidents! There are police reports everywhere, and we have no other manpower!"

Hearing what the operator said, Gino John suddenly became more uneasy. He took the time to look back at his partner: "You have a premonition that something big will happen today, Berg! Even I have such a premonition now!"

John drove his patrol car almost all the way into the hospital. The parking lot was full of battered cars, and all the patients who were carried out and brought to the hospital looked like Berg, intact, but only unconscious.

"Put the patient where he is! Then step back! We are going to start isolation here!" A male nurse saw John in uniform and shouted hurriedly: "Law enforcer? Great! Help us maintain order!"

The same order was quickly issued to John through the General Administration, and he became the order maintainer at the entrance of the hospital.

Now John began to thank Berg. His hard goods produced by military technology and the big guy in his hand were very intimidating, which made several street fighters who brought patients to the hospital honest.

But as more and more people were admitted to the hospital, John began to worry.

Rumors in the hospital were flying everywhere. Some said it was a virus targeting metahumans, while others believed that there was something wrong with the superhuman group itself. Their genes were unstable, etc.

However, in fact, these patients who were sent to the hospital and occupied all the beds were all in good health. After detailed examination, the doctor thought that they might just be asleep.

As for why this kind of mass sleep symptom occurs, no one knows. One doctor even thinks that it is a prank of a superhuman who has awakened related abilities, and it is a new way of saying hello.

"There are many superhumans in this city, but I have found them all." Envy sat on the boss's chair opposite Markarian and said with a relaxed expression: "Now they have all been deprived of their free consciousness and have become My puppet."

Snap, snap, snap.

Markarian applauded in admiration: "Amazing, Mr. Jealousy, I knew from the very beginning that we were natural allies."

"Haha, what I'm saying is that they are all my puppets now. If you want my puppets, you can make an offer now." Envy leaned back, and Greed behind him adjusted the backrest for him in time. A hand never left Envy's shoulder.

"This is different from what we agreed, but I am happy to accept the price increase from excellent collaborators." Markarian's expression remained unchanged, although jealousy burned the bridge in front of him.

According to Markarian's initial plan, they originally planned to take advantage of Tangji's emptiness to launch a large-scale indiscriminate attack centered on the Demonstration City.

But the battlefield over there was full of twists and turns, and jealousy suddenly became the big winner, and with greed, he went directly to the demonstration city to avoid the edge.

So Markarian's plan also changed. He hoped that Jealousy could help process the superhumans in this city.

After all, many of their bodies were handled by Envy in the past, and Envy's skills in this regard have been recognized by everyone.

According to the price they just negotiated, after Jealousy takes control of these superhumans, he will get a hundred messenger-type superhumans from the Pioneers, and these messengers all possess the ability of dimensional gates.

But now, Jealousy clearly has greater ambitions.

"I want a separate production line that can make the greedy blood potion I want at will." Envy crossed his legs and put his shoes directly on Markarian's table: "It's that simple, and then those scattered around the city Within this time, the total number of superhuman beings exceeding 4,000 will be yours."

"I'm afraid we can't reach an agreement." Markarian was not angry at all because he was offended. He just stated the facts: "The ability to copy requires both the blood of greed and the flesh of gluttony. Now we have solved the problem of the former, but The latter are still rare, and we are also worried that if you master the same technology, you will not sell high-quality superhumans to us."

"I can't see our own interests in this deal, so I won't agree. If you want these puppets, you can take them away." Markarian made a gesture of invitation: "I promise , this does not affect other agreements between us in any way."

"I'm just kidding." Envy bared his teeth at Markarian, his expression as unruly as possible. After controlling greed, his self-confidence was unprecedentedly huge: "In this case, let's talk about something more practical. Yes."

Markarian smiled and said nothing, as if he still had the same expression that allowed you to make conditions.

"I can save you a lot of trouble and speed up your conquest here, but I also know that once you win the final victory, I will be useless." Envy patted Greedy's arm hard: "And he just happened to It is the final link in your plan, so now I want to know, at what price do you plan to buy the blood of greed from me?"

"How can a person as powerful as you worry about your own safety?" Markarian's jealous smile distorted with just one sentence, but he did not continue to sarcastically say: "If you want a safety net, I will now I can promise you."

After saying that, Markarian pulled out a world map from the table: "We don't actually need to occupy the whole world. The world is big enough for both of us to coexist. To show sincerity, you can Draw whatever you want and draw a safe zone to come out, our people will never enter on their own initiative."

"The question is, how can I trust that you will keep your promise?" Envy asked sarcastically: "As far as our previous cooperation is concerned, the word promise means nothing to you."

"So I followed your request and sent them all to Tang Ji." Markarian replied with a smile: "Are you still not satisfied?"

"What's the point of this?" Envy slammed the table hard: "Don't think I don't know, you have no fear of death in our world."

"No, we have it now." Markarian looked at Jealousy with some pity: "Don't you know?"

Some people are locked up in a basement for two and a half years, and when they come out, the whole world has changed. But he buried himself in a small place in Sudan, deaf to what happened outside the window. Such a person is actually a member of the Seven Deadly Sins.

Jealousy's face instantly brightened up. When he heard Markarian say this, the jealousy with strong self-esteem immediately began to overtake the memory of greed.

He actually resists doing this, because Greedy's mental power is very strong, and it is very difficult for him to read the other person's memory, and Greedy's memory length is several times longer than that of ordinary people.

He has so many colorful experiences and unforgettable memories that at first glance, he almost burned his brain out of jealousy.

But now he had to do this, and he would not allow himself to learn the truth from Markarian.

This lasted for fifteen minutes, and the expression on Jealousy's face kept changing, sometimes extremely ferocious, sometimes laughing heartily, and sometimes looking as cold as ice.

"Tangji?" Jealous frowned and looked at Markarian, his face full of confusion: "I don't understand, aren't you from a higher dimension?"

"You stopped me from asking this question. Believe me, I want to know why more than you do." Markarian said with emotion: "This world of yours is so amazing."

So I actually still have untapped potential? Jealousy looked at the part about Tang Ji in Greedy's memory and fell into deep self-doubt.

God testified that he really fought against these pioneers. Only after he was sure that he could not control the will of those pioneers did he give up hope of resistance and choose to commit adultery.

But now, the jealous face is dim and uncertain.