I give the world destruction and rebirth

"So, the head is not only alive and well, but has now woken up from his dream, but we don't know where he is now or what condition he is in." The saint tried to get enough information from Anne's story, but his The brain can't process so much information at once.

First of all, the appearance of lust, one of the Seven Deadly Sins, is a big event in itself. As witnesses of the entire war, the members of Tang Ji's team know the Seven Deadly Sins far better than anyone else.

Even though Annie has always been very 'decadent' and easy-going, she is still one of the seven original sins. In theory, they are all the same as Tang Ji, who can change the world or destroy it.

As for the information about Tang Ji that Anne told him, it was even more unacceptable.

"So, Tang Anran is in charge now?" The saint finally asked slowly in a tone that did not dare to speak loudly for fear of shocking the world.

Everyone in the conference room looked at me and I looked at you. No one knew what to say. They had all seen Tang Anran. After all, he was the son of the boss. When Tang Ji carried Tang Anran back to Edward's shabby apartment, Each of these people had visited the other party's little Jiji.

There is such a friendship, so it becomes even more awkward.

First of all, what kind of power does Tang Anran have now, and what level of superhuman is he? Can he control Tang Ji's dream from a distance? Throw him out when he says, and take away some of his authority. Take away some of his authority.

The only laziness that doesn't appear in the Seven Deadly Sins?

When the saint put forward this hypothesis, almost everyone nodded silently. After all, it has been almost thirty years since Tang Anran was born. He has not walked a single step by himself, and the total time he has been awake probably does not exceed One hundred hours.

Is there anyone more suitable for lazy people than him? there is none left!

"An Ran didn't tell you where he threw his father?" Anthony, as the oldest person, asked this question for the others.

"No, I'm afraid he doesn't want Tang Ji to get involved in our fight anymore, right?" Annie smiled bitterly. She could still feel Tang Anran's faint sense of alienation towards her.

"Tang Anran is still on the moon, at Jinghai Base, with Mikkelsen." Miwako frowned. She was the one with the most overall view of the group. After more than twenty years of getting along, without Tang With the intervention of Ji and Wu Qianying, the entire team members have become accustomed to Miwako's will being the dominant one.

"With our current strength, I'm afraid we can only try to find the head. As for the moon, I don't know if we will have the chance to go to the moon in this life." Ethan raised his head and looked in the direction of the sky. Although there was a metal ceiling there, Yi Sen Sen still seemed to see the dust filling the stratosphere.

Although the intensified storms on the Apocalypse did not cause the emergence of nuclear winter, they still increased the particulate matter in the stratosphere dozens or hundreds of times. It even changed the refractive index of the atmosphere to a certain extent. When the weather is clear at night, even A frosted glass feeling visible to the naked eye can be found.

In the atmosphere, low-altitude aircraft have not been affected much for the time being. However, no one knows what new challenges they will face when flying at high altitudes or even returning to space.

At this time, Soult raised his hand, just like his habit when he wanted to speak. Seeing everyone looking at him, Soult asked: "Why are you all so serious? Tangji doesn't need you." Take care of him, even if he is thrown into the sea safely, he can only swim and eat sashimi for a few more days, right? Are you worried about his safety? "

Hearing what Soult said, a group of strong men who were accustomed to protecting the entire shelter suddenly reacted. Yes, they were also the ones who were protected under his wings back then.

In this world, who can do harm to the head? impossible

"Then what's for dinner tonight? Is there anything to eat that's not from the Gray Fields? I've had enough of those things. Unfortunately, I still have a large box of chewing gum on the Moonlight Gold. I don't know where that ship is now. "How is Mr. Forman?" Soult muttered, but his attention was immediately diverted: "What! You also have pure natural corn? Apples, grapes? And chocolate? ? I shouldn’t have waited for you, Aunt Anne, I was so stupid.”

"Shut up!"

"Mr. Tangji, from the current point of view, we do not have the ability to repair this ship. The entire propeller is cracked. This is a specially hardened metal. It is formed in one piece when it comes out. There is no other option except overall replacement. Way." A man with gray hair but a handsome body stood next to Tang Ji, looking at the exposed propulsion system of the big ship.

The other party's name is Wilson Bautista, and he was a ship maintenance engineer here before Apocalypse Day. To be able to pick up such a talent can only be said to be favored by the goddess of luck. Not only has he survived Apocalypse Day and the big storm, but he has not yet survived. Forget everything about yourself.

After gathering nearby survivors in the port area, Tang Ji is working to restore order in the area. He first ensured that the survivors regained access to labor in exchange for food, which is what this land currently lacks most.

Facts have proved that a stable and fair food distribution channel can restore the order of human civilization as quickly as possible.

Tang Ji could only be glad that he did not sleep for a hundred years. It was only twenty-five years after the end of the world and the older generation was not dead yet. If it had been fifty or one hundred years after the end of the world, the whole process would not have been so smooth.

"With all due respect, even if the blades of this ship have cracks, this may be the best ship in the world. Even before the Apocalypse, I have never seen a more exciting ship than this. There is no ship in this sea. It's a man-made thing that's faster than you, and it doesn't need any maintenance at all." Wilson looked at the Moonlight Gold with some obsession.

After experiencing the torment of a big storm, there were not even a single decent tree on the surface, and the land was severely desertified. The entire land seemed to be nothing but sand. Even for planting, they had to dig three feet into the ground before they could see the real soil.

So for a lot of people, just looking at this big ship is a treat.

"I need it to drive all the way back to the Federation." Tang Ji said lightly: "After helping you restore order here."

"The Federation. Yes, you are a Federation citizen. You will have to go back there sooner or later, but now we really can't help you repair the ship." Wilson was a little embarrassed about the changes Tangji had brought to this area. It's visible to the naked eye, but they have nothing to give back.

With the efforts of hundreds of people, the entire port has been visibly cleaned up. Because it is close to the coastal area, the monsoon rainy season occasionally brings rainfall. Desertification of the soil nearby is not that serious, but it is highly salinized.

However, the gray field project crops developed by Mikkelsen are also very fond of saline-alkali soils, and the impact on yield is very small.

Under Tang Ji, the survivors, headed by Captain Geraint, have established a post-war reconstruction committee. The members are mainly people who have reached adulthood before the Apocalypse. They are committed to restoring the East China Sea of ​​Australia to what it was about 180 years before the Apocalypse. At that time, Australia had just begun to be colonized, and the exiled ancestors were also building their own homes.

After the port cleanup was completed, the first order issued by Captain Geraint and the others was to expand the scale of agricultural production.

Although the season is no longer suitable for sowing food, just restoring the landform and building a windbreak wall is enough for this group of people to catch up for a while.

As the port recovered, free traders who were able to protect themselves gradually came. Not only did they bring some supplies that were not available in the stronghold, they also reported that order was being re-established here and there was a large ship at the same time. Word spread.

Of course, the name Tangji is more widely spread.

Although more than twenty years have passed since the Apocalypse, and the old world has turned into a broken dream, there are still people who remember the name Tang Ji.

Naturally, these news reached the ears of Keio, who was defeated. As the most powerful group of local predators, Keio himself was a complicated person.

He hates the old people and is full of appreciation for the civilization they created. Privately, Kaio is an artist. He loves to collect all kinds of art from before the Apocalypse.

Keo felt that he could feel the love of the creators for the old world and the beauty of the old world from these works of art.

He is contradictory and emotional, and to the outside world, Kaio is a conqueror and manager who speaks his mind.

Keo will go on a killing spree over a disagreement, until all of his predators learn to obey.

Kaio has always been the most powerful individual in the world he knows. He is as fast as a galloping horse and as strong as an ox. He can easily throw his competitor into the air more than ten meters high and watch him fall. die.

Ordinary bullets hitting his body would only leave a shallow mark that would disappear in a breath.

As long as Kaio can remember, he has been far stronger than other people he has met, but he has not met many people when he was a child. He ate up every grain of food in his hiding place, including of course his flesh and blood. The same parents, except that the mother was given voluntarily, and the father.

When he thought of his father, Kaio frowned. He didn't like his father. He was an irritable and unstable man. No, he was not qualified to say that he was a man.

In Kaio's memory, his father had always played the role of a tormentor and oppressor, occupying the best position in the small shelter, eating the most food, and leaving only scraps for them. of

Kaio remembered the way the other person looked at him countless times. The eyes were as fierce as a wolf, as if he was looking at food.

Sometimes he would wonder if he ended up on this path because of that look. His mother dedicated herself so that he could have a full stomach and have the strength to end that man's life.

If possible, Kaio hoped that he could change the order, so that his mother might not have to make sacrifices. But things are unpredictable, and Kaio, who was only six years old at the time, could only choose this.

This incident has shaped him into who he is today, and Kaio can't complain. He just doesn't adapt to the fact that he is no longer the strongest person, so he is complaining.

After writing this, Keio closed the diary. He didn't think there was anything wrong with calling himself in the third person in the diary. Alston had said before that many great people in the old world called themselves that, such as LeBron. .Jan.

"Tell me, how much do you know about Tangji?" Kaio looked down at the trader who had been kneeling on the ground for a long time, and asked softly: "Tell me everything you know, and I can consider it. Don’t let them eat you.”

The ones Kaio described were a few predators with severely mutated bodies, canine teeth, and severe protrusion of the gums.

Even the leader of the predators, Kaio himself, doesn't know how these subordinates can evolve convergently, but in short, their physical mutations are consistent.

Keo was very interested in this change. They had discussed it when Alston was still there, and Keo now called these subordinates the predator hounds.

Their sense of smell and physical strength have been greatly enhanced. It can be said that all of them are good hunting dogs. Kaio has never seen what a real dog looks like, but through Alston's description, he feels that these people are the best hunting dogs. .

The businessman was so frightened that his two sides trembled, but Kaio did have a reputation of never breaking his promise, which became his last life-saving straw: "Tang Ji. Before the Apocalypse, he was the most powerful person in the world. He was the Seven Deadly Sins." The rage in the game is the player’s biggest enemy, the culprit that destroys the world, and the beginning of the Apocalypse.”

Wow!

Kaio suddenly left his seat, pulled the businessman up, and glared angrily: "What you said is true!"

"I've heard about it too." The businessman was so frightened that he peed out: "Before the Apocalypse, I only read about him in the news. As for whether it is true, I don't know!"

Kaio threw the businessman back to where he was, and sat back on his throne, which was made of old human bones and reinforced with concrete, and began to think.

He has always regarded himself as the leader of the new human race and the strongest person in the world, but now Tang Ji sounds like the old world version of him. Maybe this is some kind of recruitment?

Kaio thought for a moment, then called some of his most trusted subordinates and asked them to drive further south and west to unite other raider tribes.

"Let's just say that, as the King of the New Humanity, Kaio summoned them to fight against the King of the Old Humanity who came from the big ship. If they don't come, Kaio will fight them first and gather strength." Kaio imitated himself. From the contents of the few books I had read, I passed on a message: "But if they are willing to come, Keao is willing to share everything he has, including land and food."

The businessman's eyes suddenly widened. What kind of world is this?