I give the world destruction and rebirth

At the beginning of NC-10, Haywood Asylum finally ended more than a year of chaos. John Fleming finally relied on his political wisdom and ruthlessness to kill all the idiots in the way and became Haywood Asylum. new supervisor.

Facts have proved that the senior officials of the Valentino Gang are quite talented in fighting for power. At the beginning of the war, they blew up the elevator from the shelter to the dormant area, so that John Fleming could not find his own. Right-hand man.

They knew very well that if those famous superhuman mercenaries were released, the outcome would be decided, so they simply cut off all communication between the shelter and the icehouse at the bottom.

But this only caused a little trouble for John Fleming. Not to mention that he himself was a superhuman, just by relying on the combination of vertical and horizontal methods, he quickly changed his identity from a mercenary in the shelter to a mercenary in the shelter. Became one of the top leaders of the Valentino Gang.

Of course, this is just a nice way to say it. In fact, John Fleming actually followed Edward's path. Through Edward, he met a widow from the Valentino gang. She was in her forties. There have been rumors that she was a crook. The illegitimate woman of Knife was so respected, but Scimitar never admitted it.

Relying on the wife's route, John Fleming first solved the identity problem, and then it was a head-on battle, a familiar battle for Valentinians, just like the Night City back then, except this time there was no ridiculous law enforcer involved. Adjustment makes the relationship between the enemy and ourselves more clear and fruitful.

In order to follow the various rules of the Valentino Gang, John Fleming spent more than a year step by step to finally take over the entire shelter. The good news is that although the street war looks bloody, it is not the same as a real war. Comparatively, it was like a child's play, and only more than two thousand people died in the whole process.

The bad news is that a large number of shelter facilities were damaged during the war, and even if engineers tried their best, they could only restore 85% of the shelter's power supply.

In addition, John Fleming also wants to thoroughly investigate the cultivation of addictive compounds inside the Heywood Shelter. This is not because Fleming has any moral obsession, but because if it is not stopped, the little bit in the shelter will be used for planting. The soil for food is being rapidly poisoned.

Soil that has been planted with addictive compounds several times will become severely compacted and cannot be used to grow food. Even the crops in the Gray Field Project will suffer a reduction in yields.

"Edward, old friend, now is the time to make a decision." John Fleming sat next to Edward and said softly: "I promise that I will manage this place well, but you also have to cooperate with me. You know very well that your safety is in danger. The threat to this shelter outweighs other factors."

"I don't know the news about Tangji yet. I can't sleep well." Edward drank the strong liquor from the cup. This kind of thing produced before the war is now a rare commodity.

"The hibernation chamber uses chemical drugs and low-temperature freezing technology. If you really can't sleep well, you may have woken up." Fleming unceremoniously criticized his old friend: "As for Tang Ji, I think he is better than us. Long life.”

"Assuming you can talk, after tonight, I will go to hibernate honestly." Edward sighed, looking like he had not changed much from when he first entered the shelter.

"Is there anything special tonight?" John Fleming asked subconsciously, but he received a blank look from Edward and he didn't say a word.

Tonight, Mikkelsen will take Tang Anran to watch the big storm on the earth in Jinghai. He hopes to look at the child from a distance.

Pablo Vaughn, from the Valentino Asylum, was a member of the Valentino Gang the day he was born and he hopes to be the same on the day he dies.

The good news is that his long-cherished wish will come true 80% of the time, but the bad news is that it might be today.

"Vaughn, let's go today!" A strong man passing by said to him, with a certain excitement in his tone. This was the most common thing he heard today.

"Vaughn, I wish you good luck today!" Another passing woman whispered to Vaughn, as if he was going to do something great.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Today, Vaughn will be a member of the exploration team and go to the surface outside the shelter. They will venture through most of the Night City to go to Heywood Shelter, reconnect with there, and let Va The Lundino Gang is back intact.

Although the great storm that destroyed everything on the surface still carried out Tangji's will, Gusvota had no intention of letting his loyal men die in vain.

The work of returning to the surface began the year Scimitar died. Scimitar did not get the funeral he deserved. Those ungrateful people were like a group of beasts, burying Scimitar's body in a hurry, and even forced Edward to have to Restrict the behavior of those thugs by asking other shelters for help through public information.

All this made Gusvota feel that the Valentino Gang's face had been severely trampled on, and he wanted to clean up the door himself.

The Valentino Gang built two shelters in succession. They may be one of the civil forces that knows the shelter project best. Gusvota has a high-level construction team and the ability to carry out in-depth Construction machinery for layer excavation work.

The Valentino Shelter is not far from Night City. After analysis by the engineering team, fourteen months ago, they continued to dig in depth from the bottom floor of the shelter, and nine months later dug out a ten-year-long tunnel. Eight kilometers of tunnel.

At the end of the tunnel, they found a small section of Night City's sewer system that still existed. After that, the Valentino Gang continued to send teams to explore and repair the fragmented sewer system, trying to find a tunnel that could be entered and exited.

It was not until three days ago that this exploration finally came to an end. After countless efforts, Valentino determined that the farthest section of the tunnel should reach the area where the city government was located the night before.

Theoretically, after leaving the tunnel, the team members only need to walk 11 kilometers west to reach Heywood Shelter.

Vaughan's mission is not to go directly to Heywood Shelter, but to establish a safe route along the way. According to the weather forecast issued daily by Shelter 0, today is a good day. The big storm that swept through the overnight city is rarely anything but kind. Level 14 is the lowest point in the past ten years.

Gusvota decided to send people back to the ground and use high-grade carbon fiber ropes to build a rope along the way to prevent people from being blown away or lost in a big storm.

Because of the radiation dust released by the Apocalypse Day, almost all means of transportation cannot be used normally on the surface, and the fine metal storms that are sometimes swept along by storms are even more of a nightmare within a nightmare.

In the Valentino shelter, it was often said that big storms were like Don Quixote's temper, never having a good time.

This sentence made Vaughan always maintain a high respect for Big Storm, because he had seen Tang Ji and knew what Tang Ji's temper was like.

"Vaughn, today." An acquaintance met Vaughn and repeated the same words, but Vaughn stopped him and nodded silently.

He walked back to his small room. The room was not big, but it was a rare luxury single room in the shelter equipped with an independent bathroom and a small kitchen. He had lived in it since he voluntarily signed up to be the first batch of warriors to return to the surface. Here it is.

In one hour, he was about to set off to face a storm comparable to Tangji's temper. When he thought of this metaphor, waves of nervousness squeezed Vaughn's stomach, making him feel like he was about to vomit.

But this won't change anything. Vaughn won't run away. The Valentino Gang is still the Valentino Gang. No matter what purpose Vaughn signed up for at the time, he can't quit temporarily. It would be better to die directly on the surface. Woolen cloth.

Vaughn took a few deep breaths, looked at himself in the mirror in the bathroom, and looked around, as if he wanted to know what he would think of himself when the Advent came.

"Vaughn, come here." The leader of this mission to return to the surface is Boris. He is a powerful middle-aged man. He just stands there like a tower, and the tower is waving to him at this time.

Vaughan walked over obediently and watched Boris carefully inspect the protective clothing issued to him.

In order to cope with big storms, the entire protective suit is covered in a fairing to reduce the wind-exposed area as much as possible without affecting activities. But even so, the person wearing this thing looks like he has just learned to walk when walking. As embarrassed as a penguin.

"The oxygen and radionine are all full, check other parts carefully." Boris handed the protective suit to Vaughn, and then said loudly to everyone; "Remember what I told you before, if you accidentally face In a big storm, you can't breathe directly, you need to turn around, look for the leeward direction, cover your face with your hands, and try to breathe, you will have three or four chances!"

"This is the job we are going to do this time. The safety rope is a high-strength carbon nano-rope that can withstand fifty tons of tension per meter. This is the suspension frame that supports the safety rope!" Boris motioned for everyone to pay attention. The brave people present There are nine people in total, divided into three groups, each with its own division of labor: "Look, this kind of suspension frame, I require it to be nailed into the ground at least one meter deep!"

In fact, no one knows whether the depth of one meter is useful. They are just trying it. If they can advance one meter, it counts as one meter.

Soon Boris finished his instructions, and the entire team lined up in a row and filed out in silence and entered the eighteen-kilometer-long tunnel. After the busy work of the engineering staff in the past few months, the tunnel has been paved. A long narrow gauge railway.

At least inside the shelter, human civilization still retains a certain degree of industrial production capacity.

Vaughn got on the narrow tunnel shuttle with some difficulty. The dark lights were far apart and echoed each other. He listened to the sound of breathing echoing in his ears, and suddenly felt a strong sense of fear. If the tunnel collapsed, what to do? What if something goes wrong with his suit?

The slight sense of fear was finally left behind as the shuttle started. The entire team seemed silent at this time. No one wanted to speak, not even Boris.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the end of the tunnel. It was here that people discovered the sewer system of Night City. This place is still 150 meters deep from the surface. The discovery of this place was all due to the work of superhuman beings.

The Valentino Shelter has established a small outpost here. Twelve armed sentries are here to guard the surroundings to prevent any unexpected objects from finding the shelter along the tunnel. After all, they did not live in the shelter just for fun. So.

"I wish you good luck." The sentries at the outpost cast admiring looks at them one by one, but their looks seemed to have weight, making people reluctant to respond.

"Follow me from now on, and don't make any mistakes. If you enter the wrong passage, no one can find you back." Boris emphasized, and then, before everyone could take a breath, he picked up the bag he was carrying. Some supplies were sent out.

From here on, the tunnel has been filled with toxic gases and radioactive dust. The detector built into the protective suit emits a feeble warning sound from time to time, seeming to blame its master for insisting on death.

The supplies Vaughn received were fifteen meters of carbon nanorope and five suspension frames. These items weighed almost forty kilograms in total. After walking for a while, sweat began to drip from his forehead.

But the team still moved forward in silence until Vaughan felt his legs were numb and he had no idea where he was. Only then did Boris say: "One kilometer ahead is the city hall. Thank you to the councilors back then. You built your house so solidly that it’s still standing there.”

For some reason, Vaughn suddenly became happy when he heard that the city hall was still there. After all, a building he was familiar with was still there, and he had escaped the Apocalypse like himself. This made Vaughn think that maybe the surface of the earth wasn't that bad after all.

However, it turned out that he was wrong.

When Boris led them to the dark passage leading to the surface and told them that they could enter the city hall by climbing up forty meters, no one in the team heard it clearly.

Because the harsh whistling sound was constantly vented into the underground space through the hole, as if someone was treating the land as a musical instrument and playing the music of destruction.

"Didn't I say that today was the day with the lowest wind speed in the past ten years?" Vaughn asked loudly. He just tried to climb up through the tunnel, but was knocked back directly by the wind.

"That's compared to other times!" Boris was still the first to enter the tunnel and began to climb upward, squeezing the storm with his own body, creating an even more terrifying roar.

Vaughn took a deep breath and followed closely. After all, he had more reasons than others to leave the shelter.

Climbing, climbing, Vaughan silently counted how many steps he had taken in total, hoping to restore the map one day in the future.

A quarter of an hour later, the wind became louder, and Boris stopped, turned around and said something to them, but no one could hear him clearly.

What he said was: "Welcome back to the old world!"