I give the world destruction and rebirth

Roseville, New Mexico.

"Do you believe what they said about aliens?" Law enforcer Mike Bledsoe asked his partner: "I thought the new commander-in-chief would be more reliable than the last one."

"Hey, this is Roswell, the city of flying saucers. Of course we believe in the existence of extraterrestrial civilizations. Otherwise, why would we choose this place for this large-scale third-kind contact?" George Wilcox played with his lighter boredly. .

The thing in his hand seemed to be alive and floating around the palm of his hand: "Even supernatural abilities have become a street stall, and aliens are nothing new, right?"

George Wilcox, a special agent with the FBAS New Mexico Division, was assigned to oversee the collaboration.

As an agent of the FBAS bureau, George knows a little more than ordinary law enforcement officers. For example, he knows that the alien vests that were first dug out were the Losas organization, and he also knows that this group of people kidnaps superhuman beings around the world as a Advent carrier.

The leader of the entire FBAS bureau, the man whose name should not even be mentioned easily, has been chasing the traces of that group of people.

George believed that their director would treat them equally regardless of whether they were pretentious superhuman terrorists or real aliens.

However, the director seems to have disappeared again in the past two days. Currently, all orders come from the federal W Palace. The FBAS Bureau is still nominally under the jurisdiction of the federal government.

The entire FBAS Bureau is actually divided. The grassroots agents who truly maintain the operations of the entire FBAS Bureau are basically mobilized by Mikkelsen from himself and old federal agencies.

For example, the New Mexico branch simply changed the brand of the office building it used.

The other faction is the Enlightenment Sect of George Wilcox. They are basically superhumans. They also agree that superhumans need basic moral restraints and cannot allow each other to affect social order.

When nothing happens, the entire FBAS Bureau naturally follows Tang Ji's will. His public image has long been fixed, so he can feel more at ease.

But now, when Tang Ji suddenly disappeared, the entire FBAS Bureau also developed in accordance with the inertia with the tacit cooperation of the mortal agents, and even became deeply involved in this mess.

The guys who claimed to be aliens came very cautiously. George Wilcox saw a gray truck appear at the end of the interstate highway and stop far away. Dozens of drones flew out of the truck, apparently in Detect how many people are ambushing nearby.

"They are coming." George touched Mike to make the other party mentally prepared. In the next second, dimensional gates appeared densely in front of them.

To a certain extent, the dimensional gate has actually been connected with the Losas organization. Their unabashed provocation made George feel like his DNA was moving.

But considering that the current mission itself came from the FBAS Bureau, he could only endure the discomfort and see what the other side had to say.

When each dimensional door is opened, it represents a superhuman or alien crossing the barriers of space and appearing on this land.

The flashes of dimensional gates came and went, but it was more like they were afraid of something. George Wilcox noticed that none of the dimensional gates existed for more than a minute.

George saw a man yelling at other metahumans who were trying to run around, like a kindergarten teacher, asking everyone to stand together and perform a life simulation.

"Hello, I'm here to connect with the Pioneers." A man with a gloomy face who looked like he had lost half of his fortune last night and mortgaged the other half stood in front of George: "They told me that from now on , can we legally operate in this area?"

"That's right, friend! Roswell." Enforcer Mike Bledsoe said enthusiastically, as if he was receiving a tour group.

"Shut up, idiot." George Wilcox stopped Mike in place. He is a telepathic superhuman and has entered the LV2 stage: "I am the supervisor of the FBAS Bureau responsible for docking. All actions will be legal under my supervision."

"No, I mean, can you guarantee that Tang Ji won't suddenly appear?" The man looked around nervously, seeming to be in a state of high tension.

"It depends on your performance." George Wilcox glanced at the time: "It is now 10:32 in the morning. This is a wasteland fifty kilometers away from Roseville. You need to wait here for everything. We hope that all civilians leaving the special zone will be evacuated before they can enter the city."

"Sounds quite troublesome." The man's attention was distracted after hearing that Tang Ji would not appear suddenly. He skillfully took out some kind of addictive compound from his pocket and started to smoke it, his whole body twitching. It really suits the temperament of an addict.

"This is the first version of the SAR Interim Law that you signed and agreed to implement. If any of you haven't read it, you can start reading it now." George Wilcox took out a simple book that looked like a travel brochure. Any Expectation asked, "No? Well, I guess so, you piece of shit."

George Wilcox never expected anything from these people, so he just touched the row of combat stimulants in his arms that were used to boost his spirits. He had already prepared for the worst for today's contact. Prepare.

But to his surprise, one of the sloppy superhumans walked out, stood opposite him cautiously, and asked politely: "If we want to stay here for a while, can you send us some tents? That's it. That kind of satin house that’s easy to build!”

"No, but if everything goes well, you will settle in Roseville within 24 hours. I believe there will be enough empty rooms for you to spend your money." George glanced at the time and the information interface on his mobile phone. There was no additional Notice, it seems that the above intends to let him play freely.

"We are willing to abide by the terms we have negotiated with your government before, but in order to avoid misunderstandings, why don't we elaborate on the relevant terms?" The player enthusiastically invited: "Maybe you can explain to us in detail, in what areas we can legally kill?"

Hearing this question, George Wilcox released the control of the local law enforcer Mike. He felt that this idiot who was full of fantasy about aliens should be allowed to follow him and listen carefully to what price the superiors sold them for.

In addition, out of instinct, George also pointed out that these players who are willing to think and compromise are more difficult to deal with than before.

If possible, he really wanted to tear these people into pieces and throw them to the sky.

But there is no point in doing so. I am afraid that only their director can achieve such a feat as 1VS50.

At this time, the director, who was missed by his subordinates, had already learned about the special zone through the media.

Apparently for whatever reason, Mikkelsen chose to go down a different path, a path they had talked about.

"You know, actually now is not the worst situation." At that time, Mikkelsen and Tang Ji shared the tree of life, looking at the dim lights in the distance and pointing to the country: "If I were a naturalized person, I would definitely not let The situation has reached this point.”

"They came to this world for enjoyment, but they have been accustomed to taking extreme measures from the beginning, which is too low-level." Mikkelsen said to Tangji with a smile: "They can completely disguise themselves as being superior. Packaging, contacting the world in a relatively mild way, such as leasing the body for a fee, how many superhumans do you think are willing to make this money?"

"Thanks to the decision-maker who is constantly abducting bodies around the world, otherwise the number of players we face now may already be in five figures." When Mikkelsen spoke, his eyes were filled with cold light. .

There was something wrong with him, Tanguy was sure of it.

But he didn't understand what Mikkelsen's plan was, and he had to be excluded before it could be implemented. Of course, none of that mattered now.

The cooperation is over. Tang Ji has been prepared for this. Now this is his battle alone. There is not so much intelligence support and there is not so much overall view, but it is much simpler.

"Are you opposed to the establishment of a special zone?" Teng Sennayuki looked at the frozen baby through the ice, trying not to show his curiosity, but still couldn't help but ask: "Those aliens, really Can't be eliminated by anyone except you?"

Tang Ji's special nature is actually not a secret in circles like the Tengsen family. Even if no one reveals the secret, the pioneers' fear and fear of Tang Ji can still reveal something.

They were indeed frightened by Tang Ji, but on the contrary, they still despised everything in this world.

"You also know?" Tang Ji frowned. He was not used to sharing his story with others, but this girl was indeed very capable. She not only helped Tang Ji quickly complete the information collection work, but also gave him some extra surprise.

For example, Neon and Ark organizations are also preparing special zones to be managed by themselves, and they are deliberately gathering players together.

But Tang Ji knew very well that he could not kill so many players directly. Even if he was not thirsty or tired, the players would be captured without any help, and it would take a lot of time to kill them all.

Teng Sen Nayuki replied with some arrogance: "I have read a lot of information about you, and I also know about the Seven Deadly Sins. Unfortunately, in a few days, I will leave here to live in the Crystal Palace. I hope I will come back one day. .”

"It's not far enough." Seeing that the girl was trying to help, Tang Ji reminded her, "It's too close."

"I'm a super human, so I can't apply for purchase rights in Phoenix City." Teng Sen Nayuki is quite open to this: "If the sky falls, there will be a tall man to hold it up. Anyway, I'm just an ordinary super human who loves surfing. If the following It’s all a mess, and it’s normal for the people above to take some risks.”

"Actually, I am your fan, sir, you are so cool!" Tensori Nayuki's eyes kept glancing back and forth on the faces of Tangji and the baby, as if she had discovered some great secret, her eyes widened. Liu Yuan: "Is he your son?"

"Yes, his name is Tang Anran." Tang Ji introduced. Once he decided to bring Tang Anran back to Night City, it was no longer a secret.

"An Ran." Teng Sen Naixue read the name. She tried to understand the meaning of the name, but the bodyguard's constant waving not far away caught her attention.

What the other party meant was to turn on the TV quickly. Tensori Nayuki instantly changed her expression and forced the other party away with her eyes.

But she still turned around and turned on the TV behind the bar. The bodyguard dared to take the risk to remind her that something worthy of attention must have happened.

"According to the FBAS Bureau's superhuman registration information, all registered superhumans must volunteer one week every three months to serve as bodies in the Special Zone." On TV, Mikkelsen's press statement Man, repeat this command in a slow but firm tone.

"Are they crazy? All the people who registered the information?" Tensori Nayuki was complaining to Tang Ji when suddenly a text message was received on her phone: "Congratulations, madam, you will be the first group to have close contact with extraterrestrial civilizations."

Teng Sennayuki kicked the phone away from others without caring. She was not a fool. How could she go back and join in the fun? She just explained to Tang Ji: "You just became the director of the FBAS Bureau. I went to the nearest federal city to register as soon as I was excited. own identity.”

During the whole process, Tengson Nayuki continued to talk and Tang Ji kept eating. The girl's expression was completely relaxed. She felt that Tang Ji was a very qualified listener, so she told him her sorrow and pride.

She has been a maverick girl since she was a child, and the Tengsen family has long passed the accumulation stage, which is enough to support her in doing whatever she wants, such as surfing and extreme sports.

Awakening was undoubtedly the greatest gift she had ever received, but now it had become a burden.

"Miss, the husband and wife invite you back for lunch." The bodyguard looked at Tang Ji and said, "You are the superhuman who was selected in the first round to provide the body. The FBAS Bureau does not accept any donations. Subsidy . Very tough attitude."

Semi-mandatory body donation, Tang Ji almost applauded Mikkelsen. How have those old haters from other worlds seen such efficiency?

"Are you in trouble?" Tang Ji asked knowingly.

"Your FBAS bureau stuck my registration information and asked me to fulfill my obligations." Teng Sen Nayuki looked helplessly at Tang Ji: "How long do you estimate it will take to kill the person who gave this order? I will board the ship the day after tomorrow. "

"Can they still control you?" Tang Ji could naturally see that the other party was a rich girl living in the clouds.

"The Arasaka Group and the Ark Organization have also announced that they have joined this framework and recognized each other's new policy." Nayuki Tatsumori sighed: "Does this mean I'm taking advantage of myself?"

Tengmori Nayuki just blinked her big eyes and stared at Tang Ji, mumbling the prices of different ingredients until Tang Ji finally said: "Don't worry, I won't delay you getting on the ship."

Then she beamed.