I give the world destruction and rebirth

December 23, 22:00.

Tang Ji stood alone in the central area. He was attacked by a player for the first time and died with him on the roof. He thought that if he had died like that at that time, maybe there would be nothing like today.

What power allowed him to survive and possess the special ability to kill players is still a mystery. Even Wu Qianying doesn't know where the problem comes from.

Mikkelsen Mikkelsen repeated what happened to him that day countless times. He thought Tang Ji didn't know, but in fact Tang Ji knew everything. This is why that bastard Mikkelson wanted to take that... The reason why the transhuman prison is supposed to be here.

Use superhuman prisoners to simulate players, search for the 'Avengers' related to these criminals, restore everything that happened that day in depth, and then wait for that coincidence to happen, use superhuman prisoners to simulate Tangji, and attract real players to hunt them down ,etc.

Mikkelsen has tried so many times that the ground under the rubbish bin under the rooftop that Tangji once had built in thermite has become full of cracks due to repeated high-temperature baking. Mikkelsen believes that if Tangji Mastering that special power is a kind of coincidence and a kind of miracle, so you can completely recreate the coincidence and the miracle by resetting the scene.

It's a pity that he failed and the miracle did not happen again. In the end, the Scarlet Disciples were just Scarlet Disciples. They could not guarantee a 100% chance of killing players like Tang Ji.

After all, the world still counts on Tang Ji. Or rather, it counts on rage.

Tang Ji looked at where he had fought hard, touched in his arms, and took out a long chain of necklaces made from the bones of the player's skull between the eyebrows. There were three hundred and seventy-nine players on the long necklace. soul.

It seems like a lot, but it means nothing compared to the scale of players now.

Tang Ji threw the necklace downstairs in the wind. He thought he could use this thing to comfort Angelina and himself, but he couldn't deceive himself: "It's not enough, far from enough."

Time passed by minute by second, and Night City seemed to feel the wave of an approaching storm, and suddenly fell into a city-wide blackout. It was because the overwhelmed power grid finally could no longer hold on. The person who was previously responsible for maintaining the power system People, I also returned home early today and chose to spend this night with my family.

Everyone has an inexplicable feeling of palpitations, just like before an earthquake, ants will have a special feeling and start to migrate. The reason why humans can't feel it is because earthquakes are not a catastrophe for them.

But tonight, the Day of Apocalypse, was enough. The entire human race felt the depression that was extremely oppressive, as if there were dark clouds overhead and a violent storm was about to pour down.

In Tang Ji's sight, the entire Night City dimmed in an instant, and the long-lost night sky suddenly appeared in front of the world, as if he wanted to return everything owed to mankind in the previous decades.

The dazzling Milky Way reflected the entire city in the night sky. Countless people raised their heads to witness this spectacle, and sent Christmas Eve blessings to each other through the blessings of the starry sky.

Then, dots of light like fireflies lit up everywhere in Night City. They were emergency lights, candles, flashlights, holiday lights lit by Night City people and refugees. They were dotted with stars, warm but not dazzling. Complementing the starlight above.

For a moment, Tang Ji wished that time would stop at this moment and not move forward.

But the world is always cruel, especially this world. At this time, a fiery red color was soon accompanied by thick black smoke, reflecting the distant sky red. It was an explosion in a high-rise building.

Maybe it was a conflict between small gangs, maybe it was players in action. In short, the warmth of that moment was wiped away with an explosion.

War, death and destruction are the mainstream of this world, and Tang Ji's heart gradually hardened.

At 23:20, all shelters suddenly received a message from the coalition command: "Final check of the shelter closure system and survival maintenance system. The shelter doors are closing. This is not a drill. Please note that this is not a drill!"

Although many people had expected the sudden news, when it actually appeared, it still carried a devastating momentum, blowing away the last trace of courage in people's hearts.

"Go back and check if your children are there! TMD, this is no joke! Hurry up! Especially the children, check if your children are there! There are also hydroponic farms! Check the hydroponics for the last time Farm, energy center, fresh water purification system!" Martin Sanye stood at the gate of the Davis-Monthan military base, looking at the heavy metal door that was slowly closing, trying to calm down as much as possible.

But he couldn't do it. The heartbeat of the tall, all-metal man was like a drum set. It was thumping, thumping, and the gravel on the ground was vibrating with it.

"I have to go out again to see if there is anything left outside!" Martin warned, walked out of the door, and looked around on the platform full of trucks outside to see if there was anything else worth looking in. take.

The next second, he saw a long motorcade in the distance, with crazy high and low lights alternately signaling his presence.

Looking at the brightly lit military base with red and yellow warning lights flashing continuously, those vehicles immediately stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, splashing a lot of dust, and drove here like crazy.

"Fuck! If you come sooner or later, you have to come at this time!" Martin Sanye looked back at the thick metal door that was slowly closing. The closing command for that door came directly from Mikkelsen. irreversible.

The people coming from the convoy outside were the Adecado branch of the wandering tribe that had escorted the Saints and his party before. After a period of communication, although both sides recognized each other's survival philosophy, they had never made up their minds. Abandon everything you have and go live on someone else's territory.

But today, that weird atmosphere finally crushed the dignity of the Adecados, causing them to give up everything and rush to the Davis-Monthan Military Base regardless.

Martin looked at the gate behind him, and then at the convoy that was at least four kilometers away in the distance. He spat on the ground with excessive amounts of heavy metal: "I must owe you something!"

Then, the four-meter-tall, one-ton strong man roared and pushed the trucks to the side. The huge force caused a harsh wailing sound between the tires and the ground floor, leaving black traces there.

In just a minute, Martin cleared a path large enough for cars to pass.

But the convoy in the distance seemed to be in trouble. A bus full of women and children was overwhelmed by the long acceleration, and its cylinder exploded. After a burst of roar, the engine died completely.

Adecado's cars were parked next to them, transporting them as quickly as possible. Some people opened the hood despite the high temperature and tried to make emergency repairs. They were less than one kilometer away from the shelter. As long as they persisted like this Click!

"Damn it! It can't be repaired!" Brian jumped off the bus, kicked the tire and squatted on the ground with his hands on his head in annoyance: "Let them get on another bus!"

At this time, they were close enough to the Davis-Monthan Military Base. The sound of the shelter door being permanently closed could be heard clearly over the wireless line. The person in charge of contacting them explained the closing of the door very quickly. The orders come from higher up and they have no control.

"Take them to the shelter first, and pick us up if there's time!" The men and women on the car got off the car. They were the backbone of the homeless, but they were now willing to let their families live.

"Panam, be obedient, we will catch up!" A woman forced the distressed girl in her arms into the car, and then the next child, and then the next child, until the car was filled to the brim and there were more hangings hanging outside. Enough adults.

The convoy set off again, and those who had no place abandoned all the weapons and maintenance tools they had relied on for survival before, and started running on foot. Then they prayed that they could run fast enough.

But their speed was still not fast enough, and the door had already fallen two-thirds from top to bottom.

This is a gate that is eight meters high. Martin looked at the people running desperately and the vehicles filled with children and the elderly. He sighed, gritted his teeth, and stood under the gate like Hercules. , used his shoulders to resist the eighty-ton door.

It's metal against metal, muscle against hydraulics.

The first car whizzed past Martin and drove into the shelter. Then came the second car. Martin saw the frightened little faces in the car and let out an overwhelmed gasp. His back gradually Bend downward.

A few more cars passed, and Martin was bent downward again. When the ninth car arrived, its roof and the bottom of the gate were scratched, and Martin was already on one knee.

The following cars stopped outside the gate in time, and the people inside rushed into the gate with their children and the old man in tow.

At this time, other people inside the door finally reacted. The prosthetic soldiers headed by Tony also entered the super-time flow to grab time. In just a blink of an eye, they dragged a few panting wanderers from outside.

Tony was the last one to come in. He sprinted from a full fifty meters away from the gate and used a rugby player's volley to knock Martin headlong into the gate.

Without Martin's obstruction, the door was finally able to fall smoothly from above. With the sound of a jet of air as the closed system was completed, the lights inside the entire shelter suddenly turned from red and yellow to green.

The shelter was quiet for half a minute, and then someone suddenly knelt down and cried bitterly. He didn't know why he was crying, but he just wanted to cry.

Not just him, there were people crying uncontrollably in various shelters around the world at this time, as if they were mourning for the world that was about to pass away, and they also seemed to be crying for those of their kind who could not enter the shelter.

At 23:30, Wang Zhengdao appeared in front of Tang Ji, followed by Mikkelsen.

The three of them remained silent for a while, as if they had nothing to say, and they seemed to still have a lot to say.

"Are you ready?" Mikkelsen asked, and then without waiting for Tang Ji to answer, he turned to Wang Zhengdao and said, "You can go back now. The next work is not suitable for you to participate."

Wang Zhengdao sighed, hugged Tang Ji, and then hugged Mikkelsen after hesitating: "Then see you after the end of the world?"

Mikkelsen shrugged: "It's definitely not me. You probably won't be able to see my clone."

Tang Ji patted Wang Zhengdao on the shoulder: "Go back, leave it to us."

Wang Zhengdao took one last look, turned around and disappeared. He had returned to the shelter of the Ark Organization.

"Are we going to start?" Vicky asked cautiously, looking at Wang Zhengdao who suddenly appeared, like a frightened little rabbit.

"It's about to begin." Wang Zhengdao nodded, turned around and turned on his music player, and the majestic symphony of destiny resounded throughout the shelter.

In the Lost Mountain base, Surte sat obediently next to Wu Qianying and looked around. Alia was chewing her nails nervously, while Chris was lowering her head to shape an ice sculpture, but the ice sculpture itself was in a mess.

"Dr. Wu, what will it be like after the end of the world?" Surte asked cautiously. He felt that the atmosphere at this time seemed a bit tense.

Wu Qianying looked at Sirte and wanted to explain something, but considering Sirte's background, she could only say: "It is probably similar to the Great Wasteland, except that there are fewer supplies, the air and land are poisonous, and it takes a long time to wait." to use it normally.”

"Oh, then what?" After hearing this explanation, Soult suddenly felt as if the end of the world was nothing to be afraid of.

"Then?" Wu Qianying showed a rare expression of confusion. She didn't know what would happen next. Models are not omnipotent. At this time, she even missed the little bitch of the prophet.

"Now that you know what will happen?" Anthony looked at the 100% progress bar in front of him and said calmly, then turned to Anonymous and said: "Start taking action now and seize all the problems you suspect are problematic. , I would rather kill by mistake than let go, I want absolute order."

"As you wish, Overseer." Anonymous didn't care how much chaos the action would cause. He had lived in a disciplinary force since his rebirth and was used to obeying orders.

"How do we start?" Tangji looked at Mikkelsen who had nothing in his hands and asked, "Do you need me to press a button or something?"

"Is this how you imagine the end of the world will start? Press a button, and then boom, civilization ends?" Mikkelsen laughed, and then he actually took out a palm-sized, black, middle There is a remote control with a big red button: "I fucking guessed it, this is the button you want, press it now."

Tang Ji looked at the remote control that didn't even have an anti-accidental cover, and then looked at Mikkelsen's amused expression, feeling that the other person seemed to be thinking about him.