One Man’s Power

Time: On the seventh day, half an hour before Godslayer Tang Hong arrived at the Central Research Institute.

Location: Dr. Sang's exclusive lounge.

On the screen, the past video, the past Dr. Sang said the name Beni.

"Kill Benny!?"

(⊙o⊙)... Now Dr. Sang is holding this personal laptop, looking confused for the first time.

"Kill? Benny? Who is this?"

Unlike the location,

Unlike animal names,

Especially using the word 'kill', Bernie should be a person's name.

"interesting."

Dr. Sang adjusted his silver-rimmed glasses, and the lenses seemed to have a cold luster.

First of all, the computer in front of him, the sky-level files stored are obviously past records. So how many times have I watched this past video, and why did I activate the memory eraser to forget the records of experiments that took place in the past?

Second, who is Bernie?

Finally, why kill Beni?

I don't know men and women, I don't know the age, although Dr. Sang doesn't know these things, but if you kill Bei Ni, the pressure of this battle of gods can be relieved...

No matter who it is, they all die. Dr. Sang is not hard-hearted, but just insane. Countless people have paid too much for the war of gods. At present, the common interests of all mankind, the moral concepts of good and evil, good and bad, cannot interfere with Dr. Sang.

"But it's very strange."

Dr. Sang was puzzled.

How could [the me now] be inferior to the [me in the past]?

We must know that things are developing and changing, the times are always advancing, technology is also changing with each passing day, and a lot of research on supernatural beings is on the right track. Dr. Sang can't figure out that he is actually regressing?

"It's not as good as it used to be, it's weird."

"It seems to be because of the first genius. The assistance of the first genius brought my research work into a period of abnormal explosion."

That's why it's so unreasonable and illogical. Dr. Sang doesn't think it's unscientific.

What science cannot explain at this stage does not mean that it does not exist, nor does it mean that it is unscientific.

Thinking like this,

he looked down,

The picture on the screen changed, and the heroic first day appeared on the edge of the screen. Her eyes were as elegant and quiet as a pool of water, deep and indifferent, shining brightly.

Mysterious footage from the past.

Appeared past the first day of genius.

In that era, she stood on top of the pinnacle, and withstood the impending collapse of the god war situation.

She has a few freckles on her face, and a pair of rare dragon and phoenix eyes, that is, the left eye has a single eyelid, and the right eye has a double eyelid. She has short, clean hair that exudes a fresh breath from the inside out, and her crystal clear skin reflects the ivory-like appearance. Clear luster.

He looks like an ordinary person.

But it has a demeanor that attracts everyone's attention.

"PhD!"

"You are too much!"

Staring at Dr. Sang sitting in front of the camera on the first day.

Dr. Sang: "You like to be emotional, that's not a good thing." His voice was unusually indifferent, in stark contrast to the first day, as if a glacier that never melts for a thousand years meets a volcano.

It broke out on the first day: "Okay, okay, you said you want to kill Bei Ni, what about that puppy, Fang Nanxun, Lu Yumin, Liu Sheng from the Yellow River Organization, Zhu Guo from the Daohua Organization, Ma Lisan, Dou Guang from the Wolong Organization, Lu Shengnan, Hong Qingcha, there are more than 20 people on the list... just because of an undetermined possibility, you want to kill people, what is the difference between you and those gods!"

"PhD!"

"You didn't kill a person, you were guarded by our supernatural beings, shed blood for it, moved forward, even if you die, you must hold on to the roots!"

heard the words.

Dr. Sang held a red candle, turned his head, and turned around.

The blood-red candle burned quietly, emitting light and heat, faintly dispelling the darkness.

"Bei Ni is an ordinary citizen. I just kill an ordinary person. I don't kill a golden-red transcendent. You must know that the art of war is to exchange a small number of sacrifices for the enemy's large number of sacrifices. Killing one person may save tens of millions of people. I think it should kill."

"That's the doctor, you think it's useless!"

"From ancient times to the present, social changes, all wars are complex mathematical problems with traces, complex and variable number games, and the battle of gods is simplified to two numbers... One is extraordinary, and the other is the existing gods , if the numbers of both parties increase or decrease, it depends on which side's number decreases to a critical point, or which side's number increases to a certain level... I'm sorry, I don't mean to disrespect the extraordinary, it's just an objective evaluation, you must know that compassion is not in control Bing, if you think like this, you will never be a qualified commander, general, or leader."

Dr. Sang said a lot in one breath.

He didn't look contemptuous, just regretful, and didn't understand the way of thinking on the first day.

"hehe."

On the first day, he said indifferently: "We are superhumans who stop the gods, not the generals of soldiers and horses. This battle of gods is not a type of war known to mankind."

Facing the invasion of gods from different spaces, what is needed is reason rather than rationality.

If you are too rational, you lose your emotional power, and why do superhumans who lose their emotional power fight?

There is no reason at all.

Sober reason is the balance of rationality and sensibility.

To block the gods, the most is not to lose, but it is only the minimum requirement not to lose. Human beings can't do it, and many people have already collapsed.

Only Chaofan does not take a step back.

It was the first day that he stared into Dr. Sang's eyes: "I don't agree."

Everyone understands in their hearts.

Just never made it clear.

If this war of gods continues, sooner or later they will lose. Because extraordinary people cannot make mistakes, but gods can make mistakes again and again, until the terrible truth of this battle of gods is revealed.

On the first day, he said decisively: "Doctor, how can you be sure that killing a person on the list will reduce the pressure, not increase it? If the situation becomes worse, if your inference is wrong, it will only Push us into the abyss."

chi chi~

The blood-red candle seemed to be about to burn out, and the candle flame shook slightly, precariously.

by the twilight,

Looking back at the camera,

Dr. Sang from the past smiled slightly and said.

"She said what I wanted to say."

"so……"

"I'll leave the choice...to you." Dr. Sang said softly in the past: "I believe that I will collect more information in the future. This multiple-choice question will be decided by me in the future."

Crash!

The screen flickered, and the video disappeared, replaced by a sky-level file database.

The living room fell into dead silence.

"I see."

The current Dr. Sang scratched his hair, checked Bei Ni's information, and sighed for a long time.

"So……"

"I decided not to kill." Dr. Sang closed his laptop blankly: "At the same time, remind Tang Hong not to leave the order."

Take care of everything.

Dr. Sang took out the amnestic device countless times.

"That list actually includes Jiang Lulu."

"It's so interesting. It seems that Jiang Lulu has the potential to become a pioneer and transcendent. No wonder I would agree to the ridiculous request of eating gods... I wondered at the time that the Central Research Institute angrily accused the Yellow River of organizing a special training camp. Why should I support it? Shows she's just mentally handicapped."

Dr. Sang looked indifferently. He is tolerant and kind to Jiang Lulu because she has great potential.

That's all.

Click! The amnestic was activated, and a white light came into view.

If this goes on like this, and the memory is washed many times, he will become mentally retarded or even a vegetable.

But there is no way.

Sometimes, the more you know, the more you will lose in the face of the gods.

Half an hour later, Dr. Sang handed the bloody note to Tang Hong, and brought Tang Hong to a dark passage.

At the end of the passage is a very sci-fi door.

"follow me."

Dr. Sang led Tang Hong through a series of important gates.

"PhD……"

Seeing the dark tunnel light up suddenly, Tang Hong felt a warning, and asked hesitantly, "I've seen a biochemical movie before... Could this tunnel have laser weapons, or electromagnetic guns?"

"No, no, don't worry."

Hearing this, Tang Hong breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought of Dr. Sang's insidious style.

"Doctor, you probably planted a nuclear bomb here!!"

"No, no, don't worry."

Dr. Sang smiled and opened the silver door, revealing a large piece of golden light inside, full of gold.

Dr. Sang looked at Tang Hong: "Human beings have always loved gold in ancient and modern times, worshiping gods and immortals. Many religions use gold because gold does not change color and represents the supreme and eternal truth?"

Tang Hong: "Otherwise."

Dr. Sang pointed to his forehead: "Because we all have divinity."

Tang Hong: "But I also like gold."

"That's because gold is valuable. It's no wonder you don't like it."

Dr. Sang hit the nail on the head, and when Tang Hong entered, he closed the silver door.

Outside the door is a long passage.

Inside the door is a secret room full of gold, about 2,000 square meters. The floor of the ceiling is covered with layers of tempered glass filled with mercury, and there are pillars made of unknown metals, like load-bearing pillars in a factory building. There are many of them. countless.

Both have a golden luster...

Silver shines again...

Dr. Sang took out the goggles out of nowhere, and put them on slowly: "We believe that the battle of gods may be traced back to the origin of gold..."