I give the world destruction and rebirth

Cliff's surveillance of the supervisor lasted until March of NC-11. He had been carefully hiding himself, maximizing his advantages, and making plans casually, so that the residents of the shelter who were increasingly angry because of the lack of information continued to be impacted. The authority of the supervisor.

These residents of the shelter are not primitive people, nor are they NPCs in the eyes of players. They are survivors who have been influenced by modern civilization. The end of the world may temporarily bring extremely high authority to the supervisors of the shelter, but ten years are enough to smooth out any Terrified.

What's more, the residents of Vault 413 have never actually seen the Apocalypse Day.

Supervisor Mikkelsen also fooled everyone with the reason that the communication tower was damaged in the shock wave and could not connect to external cameras.

However, Vault 413 did feel a shock at that time, so the survivors in the shelter did not suspect anything at that time.

But time. Especially in such a small and closed space, time will always dig out the darkest side of people's hearts, especially when someone deliberately provokes it.

Cliff felt like he was playing chess, guiding those mortals to discover the 'truth' on their own through various methods, and then waiting for the so-called 'truth' to finally ferment.

This is how the Vault Residents Committee appeared. People were suspicious of everything. Privately, these people firmly believed that the entire Vault Plan was just a conspiracy set up by the rulers for some purpose, and that the Apocalypse never happened.

Shelter 413 may just be a separate experimental project to stress test the ecological environment of the shelter.

When the seeds of doubt are sown, mortals will perfect the details themselves, details that sometimes even the instigator himself will be amazed by.

For example, Clifford McClung proposed a theory. He believed that Vault 413 was a special refuge from the very beginning. It was far away from the circle of civilization and was isolated near the Arctic Circle to facilitate government control. .

The same is true for their identities. He said that he had asked his friends before, and no other shelters screened shelter residents from all over the world like Vault 413, as if they were not selected at any time. , but was specifically selected.

In fact, this is indeed the case, but Cliff no longer needs to add fuel to it. This shelter is now like a powder keg, and everyone has a rage in their hearts that burns everything to ashes.

"This is all an illusion!" Clifford McClung shouted in the public activity room occupied by the committee: "We have been lied to, and it has been ten years! No one knows what is happening outside! No one knows Did the Apocalypse really happen? The communication tower was broken from the day we moved in! And the overseers never intended to fix it!"

"Conspiracy! Conspiracy!" Forty or fifty die-hard members of the committee shouted in response to Clifford's words.

The committee had not wasted time over the years, and Cliff had guided them in developing their strength among the technical staff and engineers.

These are the people who know their shelter best and who also control a lot of productivity.

Just like now, with Clifford McClun's shouts, several burly shelter security guards carried out several boxes, and took out a large number of "roughly processed by maintenance technicians and engineers" Improvised weapons'.

With thermal weapons strictly controlled, they created defensive shields, improvised explosives, and hand crossbows and other equipment.

When these weapons were taken out, even the most fanatical people felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on their heads. Although they were extremely dissatisfied with their current situation, they had never thought about having an armed confrontation with the supervisors.

Supervisor Mikkelsen's prestige in the shelter has always been very high. He can always solve one problem after another. Except for the problem of external contact, he is almost flawless.

"Do you want your children to waste their time here?" Clifford McClung used his trump card. The intended targets he chose were all people with children.

These words made the fathers hesitate again. They looked at the weapons, as if they had seen themselves bleeding into rivers in front of the security personnel loyal to the shelter supervisors.

Those security guards had guns. Although they never used them, the existence of the guns was always public.

"Think about your children! Think about their future! We must do something. If everything goes well, we will not hurt the supervisor. He is a good man, but he may have been deceived by the same rulers!" Clifford De Macron shouted: "Let us expose everything and see who are the people hiding behind the scenes!"

"They must be watching us behind the camera! We are not toys! We are not their puppets!" Clifford McClun turned his head and roared in the direction of no one: "Asshole! Did you hear that! If you can see I, please end this stupid social experiment quickly! We want freedom!"

Hearing Clifford McClun's interest in the drama, Cliff, who was watching them not far away, couldn't help but laugh.

"Freedom?" Supervisor Mikkelsen also laughed in the control room. The smiles of the two and the ridicule behind the smiles were exactly the same.

Supervisor Mikkelsen has long noticed that there is an undercurrent in the shelter that has been fishing in troubled waters, but the other party is quite clever and always fails to detect it.

As time went by, the two sides used the entire shelter as a chessboard to set up each other, and fought each other in the air, just like the left hand familiar with the right hand. Many routines were traceable, and there were too many coincidences.

Supervisor Mikkelsen finally came to the conclusion with a very low probability that it was the traitor hiding in his shelter.

He just hasn't figured out yet whose handiwork this is.

Therefore, Supervisor Mikkelsen has been using reverse thinking to analyze every move of his opponent, trying his best to behave like an 'arrogant' person who has no interest in what happens in the shelter, so that the traitor always thinks that he is still there. In the darkness, there is an illusion of superiority.

But in fact, Supervisor Mikkelsen has been looking for the traitor who calls himself Cliff. Mikkelsen originally planned to let him live and use him as a control group to continue observation. However, now he brings him With some unknown intention, he appeared in this somewhat special refuge for Mikkelsen.

This made Supervisor Mikkelsen feel a certain anger. Although he always called the other party a betrayer, deep down in his heart, he did not think the other party was a betrayer. After all, he made that decision to allow one of the clones to obtain a complete and complete life. It is himself who has independent personality consciousness.

However, now, Supervisor Mikkelsen is beginning to face up to the traitor. Without the help of others, he would not have found this place by chance. Mikkelsen never believes in coincidences or small-probability events.

There are not so many coincidences in the real world. Supervisor Mikkelsen smiled and opened a bottle of black label whiskey for himself, intending to go along with the situation and make the people on the committee cause trouble and let the traitor reveal more of his flaws.

That afternoon, the committee's 'armed soldiers' took to the streets. They shouted slogans and called on the shelter residents to unite, break the blockade of the shelter by the supervisors, and get in touch with the outside world.

As Cliff learned, although Supervisor Mikkelsen did a good job, the shelter residents would never be satisfied with eating Gray Field Project food every day in a narrow cubicle of only a few square meters. Life, they will never give up until they see with their own eyes the destroyed world outside.

A dimensional door is required to enter and exit Vault 413, so Cliff can easily infer that there is no entrance or exit in the traditional sense here. He is also Mikkelsen, and if he came up with the whole plan, he would definitely do it privately Build such an absolutely safe shelter in secret.

But was it really such a coincidence that I chose this place?

After Cliff started to riot outside, he sat alone in his cubicle and began to think about who would see through the hiding plan he thought he had concealed enough ten years ago.

The first is the Prophet. Even though the woman is dead, Cliff still has to consider people with similar abilities to interfere with his destiny by peeking into the timeline. The second is Mr. Luck. Mr. Luck’s ability is simply indefensible. , in theory, as long as he is alive and as long as he wants, his purpose will eventually be realized in some form.

Then, there is the ghost. Although Cliff tried his best not to pass through the network system during the entire process when stealing his identity, no one knows how powerful the ghost's computing power is before the Apocalypse.

After all, in theory, as long as enough data is collected, the ghost can use big data to make an observation model that approximates the timeline of peeking.

Of course, it may be simpler. The ghost has been targeting him from the beginning, and his eyes have never moved away from him. Then everything he does is no secret in the eyes of the ghost.

But now it's too late to consider the mistakes made ten years ago. Cliff is also Mikkelsen. He knows how difficult he is to deal with. If he doesn't want to die miserably, he can't be distracted.

Counting the time, with the scene being so big today, the supervisor should probably realize that he has shown his cards right, right?

Cliff put on a body armor made by the residents of the shelter, put on the standard jacket of the shelter, and took out a hard suitcase that he had prepared for a long time from a hard suitcase that had been hidden in the ventilation duct. A suppressed version of the Lexington M-10AF concealed pistol.

The most important thing Cliff has learned from the world after he was freed is definitely to get out of his own thinking inertia and try to live and solve problems in a completely different way.

If he follows the track he is accustomed to, Cliff will definitely hide a little deeper, and the fight between the two Mikkelsens will eventually form two factions among the residents of Vault 413, and the two sides will fight against each other across the air. , they will never end up personally without spending the last chip in their hands.

But over the years, Tang Ji has repeatedly used facts to prove that sometimes, you don’t need to think so much to achieve great things, and miracles can happen even if you are reckless.

Cliff has been observing the supervisor here for long enough. He doesn't want to waste his second time wandering in this dead end. He needs to quickly grasp the situation and find a way out of here.

From this perspective, Cliff's position is actually consistent with that of the committee he cultivated.

Cliff tapped the water pipe a few times, and Cathy Walter, who lived next door, responded with the same frequency. She was also ready to solve the trouble above her head.

Over the years, spending time with Cliff has made the former pioneer accustomed to life in this world. When she woke up many mornings when she was no longer alone, Cathy would ask herself one question repeatedly. What was she like before? What has your long life given you?

Even though Cathy is now living in a shelter, and even though everything she eats every day is the product of the Gray Field Project, she still feels that her life in this world is more real.

Not only that, life here is so magnificent. When Cliff knocked on the water pipe, Cathy's face burst into a long-lost smile. She tightened the handmade protective helmet and checked the body armor again. With the elastic buckle and the magazines on his chest and waist, he picked up the pulse DS-1 submachine gun in his hand and strode out.

The appearance of Cathy Walter was like adding a ladle of cold water to hot oil. Oil suddenly splashed everywhere, causing chaos in the entire shelter.

When the shelter security personnel who originally maintained restraint saw Cathy Walter among the demonstrators, they opened fire directly. The sound of gunfire that had not been heard in ten years once again enveloped the entire shelter.

"It's quite lively." Supervisor Mikkelsen looked at the situation in the entire shelter in the control room, not worried at all.

The riot quickly spread to the entire shelter. The committee soldiers, who were suppressed by the security personnel using firearms, unceremoniously used shields and explosives to fight back, and built barricades in the passage to stabilize their territory.

Ordinary shelter residents have no chance to choose a camp. The Committee occupies this area, and they are supporters of the Committee. When the Overwatch's security personnel finally come back, they are loyal to the Overwatch.

Cathy Walter soon became the spearhead of the committee. Although most people on the committee had seen this woman once, no one raised any questions because the leader of the committee, Clifford McClung, was obviously related to her. The fact that the women were known further strengthened his power on the committee.

After hiding for forty-eight hours, Cliff felt that there was enough chaos outside, so he left the room. As soon as he turned around, the person had already slipped behind the barricade set up by the security team.

Next, it is the assassin's job to physically erase the traces of the opponent's existence.