Save Tomorrow's Ark with Game System

At 3:23 am, Chernobyl West District, Growlers Headquarters.

The night in Usas is deep and quiet, unlike Colombia. Leonid stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the city that was still sleeping, with clear eyes as water. The dim lights in the room were scattered on him, faintly

Smoke shrouded his upper body, and his pale green hair made him look like an elf in a mythology.

Leonid has not had a good sleep these days. His desktop is filled with documents from his gangs, the most of which is the news that the gang was captured. At the top of these files, there is a relatively vague picture.

photo.

A Vaivan in a black coat sat on the bar, holding a bottle of beer in his hand. Beside him was a Yan country woman, holding the collar of a gang member in her left hand and holding her right hand tightly.

Fist swung his cheek.

Someone was smashing his place, and there were only two people, and there was no other force behind him.

This is the only useful information that Leonids can give him.

Originally, he just thought that two guys were having trouble making trouble, so he didn't have to worry about it. However, when more and more small gangs under his command were defeated, Leonid began to pay attention to these two people.

"Boss, the man is brought here."

The office door was opened, and a waiter in suit led a gangster with a little blood on his face.

Leonid pressed the cigarette into the ashtray, turned on the lights in the room, and let him see clearly the situation of the gangster.

It was a sturdy Usas man with his arms covered with skeletons and angels, and a very conspicuous scar on his face. He was wearing a punk-style motorcycle jacket and leather pants, with

There were a lot of silver chains and spikes falling, and when they walked, they made a crisp sound of jingling.

This is the most common outfit for members of the lower gangs and looks extremely fierce, but in the eyes of senior officials such as Leonid, it is a group of jumping clowns that must be fought for.

After all, they are the most part of the gangsters, which is also the sorrow of the Usas gangsters eroded by Colombia and Letania cultures.

Looking at the non-mainstream gangster in front of him, Leonid's thoughts were a little dazed. He remembered the Usas gangsters when he was a child. There were no exaggerated decorations, no deep suits and umbrellas. They were in various positions.

Ordinary people on the go gathered together for various reasons and did some illegal but never harmful things. At that time, the gangsters had family, bottom line, and their own creeds, like a cup of mellow old wine, just simple spicy,

The aftertaste of the belly is endless. Now the Usas gang has lost those simple things, and all kinds of emerging things are filled with them, like a cocktail filled with various blended wines, full of pigments at the mouth

The taste is not as good as a drink.

But nostalgia only took a moment. Leonid quickly returned to his original state. He turned around and opened the wine cabinet beside him, took out two cups and a bottle of red vodka.

“Try this, Usas Classic.”

Leonid poured half a cup of vodka and pushed the cup in front of the gangster. The gangster's body trembled slightly, nodded slightly to Leonid, and sipped a small sip of the liquid in the wine glass.

A ball of fire penetrated into his throat and rushed directly into his stomach along the esophagus. The gangster put down his wine glass, and a heat spread from his stomach to his whole body.

"Are you still that nervous now?"

Leonid put down his wine glass and looked at the gangster in front of him with a smile. The gangster opened his eyes, his voice full of fear.

"No more, boss."

Only then did he realize that the cup in front of Leonid was empty.

"When my people arrived there, the bar was empty, and it was messy, full of blood and glass shards."

Leonid poured himself half a cup of vodka and drank it all in one go.

"You are lucky as the only one who escaped."

The gangster looked at the wine glass in Leonid's hand, nodded slightly, and his body began to tremble slightly again.

“Yes…yes, boss.”

Those two people are devils.

The gangster picked up the half cup of vodka in front of him and drank it all in one go, as if this would keep him away from fear.

"So, can you tell me what happened in that bar?" Leonid poured half a cup of vodka for the gangster and handed him a cigarette.

The gangster took the cigarette tremblingly and put it next to his mouth. He called the lighter three times before lighting the cigarette.

"Don't be nervous, take your time." Leonid gently shook his wine glass, waiting for the gangster's answer.

The gangster took a sip of the cigarette, and the smoke slowly spurted out of his nose. He didn't stop, and kept burning the whole cigarette.

The desk was filled with smoke, and Leonid was not dissatisfied at all. He stared at the gangster's eyes, waiting for the answer he wanted.

"A pencil."

The little gangster lowered his head, his voice as thin as a mosquito.

"What?"

Leonid frowned, he didn't hear clearly.

"A pencil." The gangster repeated.

This time Leonid understood.

"Pencil?" He was a little confused.

"Yes, boss..." The gangster raised his head, and what came into Leonid's eyes was an extremely face, as if he was telling something extremely terrifying.

"That woman... killed more than twenty of us in just half a minute..."

Even his voice began to tremble, as if the horror scene he described was near.

"Twenty lives, she...she only uses a fucking pencil!"

Keanu Reeves Pencil Killing

Click.

Valentine pressed a button on the watch, and the time on the display stopped at 19s23.

"Regressed, Yihuang." Valentin put down his wrist and looked at Xing Yihuang standing in the corpse not far away, with a smile on his face.

Xing Yihuang ignored him. She shook her right arm. Just during the battle, a guy hit her right shoulder with a beer bottle, a little sore.

Moreover, the pencil was covered with blood, so it was just enough to swing it clean.

"Here, handkerchief." Valentine took out a white handkerchief from her top pocket and threw it to Xing Yihuang. Xing Yihuang stretched out her left hand to catch it, wrapping the handkerchief around the pencil.

"You use pencils and time them all. Yesterday, you only used about 25 seconds to deal with twenty-three people, but today you used 19 seconds to twelve people. Didn't sleep well at night?"

Valentine jumped off the bar, escaped the pool of blood on the floor, and walked to Xing Yihuang.

Xing Yihuang rolled his eyes, and the meaning was very clear.

You can do it and you can go.

Valentine shrugged and thought to herself that I could go to it. Last night, I found two source stones in the bar. Valentine immediately exchanged one of the source stones for a ability.

heat.

English name superhot.

Su Po, Hot.

Su Po, Hot.

Super magical game, super magical voice.

The ability of this game is very single, just one, which can make the flow of time particularly slow, or slow down the flow of time in Valentine's eyes, provided that he cannot move.

The flow rate of time becomes normal once it moves.

It turns out that Valentine has changed the game right. When he sat there and remained still, everyone's movements in his eyes were slow motion. He had plenty of time to think about countermeasures, in the eyes of others.

Valentin became a master of fighting. He could easily dodge any attack and could also counterattack.

Just now when Xing Yihuang started a massacre in this bar, Valentine was not idle. Everyone could see that the woman in Yan Country would not provoke her, so some people targeted her, which seemed easy to bully.

Luntin.

Then Valentine taught them how to be bears.

Of course, someone's attack worked. A guy hid in the shadow and slowly moved behind Valentine, holding up the beer bottle and aimed it at the back of Valentine's head.

Accompanied by a bang, the wine splashed and the glass flew around.

Several small electric currents flashed through Valentine's body. He touched his head, picked up a bottle of wine and smashed it on the head of a guy who was rushing towards him, and then turned around.

The guy who was sneak attacking looked at Valentine, who had nothing to do with, and looked desperate.

"Do you have nothing to say?" Valentine turned around and avoided a flying kick behind her back. She hugged the guy who was kicking with her left hand tightly, picked up a bottle of beer and threw it on his head.

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Valentine won't make the same mistake twice.

"Uh... I'm sorry." The guy who was sneak attacking looked at the miserable look of the guy Valentine hugged tightly, and quickly bowed and apologized.

"I fainted." Valentine ignored his apology and turned around to continue watching Xing Yihuang's live fighting performance. The guy looked at Valentine's back and took a bottle and touched himself gently.

His forehead fell to the ground.

Looking at the scared gangsters in front of him, Valentine picked up a bottle of beer and pointed it at the head of an unlucky guy who was lying beside him and waved it hard.

Bang!

The bottle neck of the wine bottle cracked open, and white foam slowly poured out, flowing down the smooth shoulders of the bottle to his hands. Valentine's hand tightly held the bottle body without trembling at all.

He raised the beer and lowered his head slightly to the guys to show. Then Valentine raised her head and drank the beer in the bottle. The yellow crystal liquid was mixed with blood, like a source stone covered with blood.

Xing Yihuang was standing beside him in a black tight suit, holding the red pencil in his hand.

This is a slum bar and the nest of a certain Usas gangster. The floor of the bar is covered with blood, which looks like a red lake. Above the blood are dozens of gangsters' bodies, and there are also several

The member stood between the bodies, trembling all over and looking at Valentine standing in front of the bar.

Just ten minutes ago, the bar was still as peaceful as usual. The gangsters were drinking wine, hugging the exposed women and bragging with cows to each other, and they were so uncomfortable. But the appearance of the two madmen broke the tranquility here, Valen

Ding and Xing Yihuang kicked open the door of the tavern, knocking the two gangsters at the door to the ground, and shouting: "Call out your boss!"

The gangsters definitely don't want to do it. Just two people came to smash the ground and they still needed the boss. A bunch of people rushed up with a roar, and then they were all knocked down by Valentine and Xing Yihuang. Because of Usas's physical condition

Because many people were knocked to the ground and could still get up and continue to beat them, so Valentine watched those who got up and swung them directly at their heads with wine bottles, one by one like beating a gopher.

Immediately afterwards, the bar called for support, and the scene where Xing Yihuang killed someone with a pencil just now.

Soon, except for a few cowards who didn't go to this bar, everyone else was lying down.

At this time, Valentine was wearing a black windbreaker, and the hem of the windbreaker was filled with blood and showed a special dark red. The funny temperament on his body disappeared, and he became a madman in Bartmore again.

The wine flowed into Valentine's mouth like a golden thread. Soon a bottle of beer came to the bottom. Valentine felt a little dizzy and a little excited. He threw the empty wine bottle to the corpse at his feet.

On his head, he looked at the person standing not far away and asked, "Where are you bosses? Don't you dare to come out if you are cowardly?"

The gangsters trembled violently, and no one dared to speak.

Valentine picked up another bottle of wine and held the bottleneck and pointed it at them.

"There is the kind that doesn't speak, a wine bottle, only the head."

Soon someone spoke. A little gangster with light blue hair slowly reached out and pointed at the body at Valentine's feet: "That's our boss... He came out when the fight was just now.

I didn't notice that I just swung the wine bottle on his head."

???

There is still this? Valentine turned her head and looked at Xing Yihuang next to her. Xing Yihuang turned her face and ignored him.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

"Ahem!" Valentine cleared her throat and pretended to be calm. "Since your boss has sacrificed heroically, then I am the boss of your gang next. Who agrees with and who opposes?"

"I agree!" The gangster who just answered the question suddenly stood up straight and raised his right hand. The few people next to him also reacted and raised their hands to express their approval.

Valentine jumped off the bar, walked to the gangster and patted his shoulder with great satisfaction. Because of her height, the gangster even bent down to cooperate with Valentine's movements.

"Very good, next you are my agent in this gang."

"No problem, boss." The gangster smiled flatteringly, and his heart was filled with joy.

"What's your name? What's our gang?"

"My name is Ye Feim, boss. The name of our gang is the Iron Bear Paw Gang." Ye Feim didn't think anything was wrong at all, and gave a perfect answer.

"Iron Bear Paw? What the hell is the name..." Valentine looked disgusted. "From now on, the gang is renamed Black Crow Gang, do you know?"

His voice was loud and everyone in the bar could hear it.

"I understand!" all the gangsters standing answered in unison.

"Ye Feim, clean up here. If someone disobeys your order and reports to Miss Long behind me, she will let that guy know what obeying orders means." Valentine pointed to Xing Yihuang behind him.

Ye Feim bowed to Xing Yihuang: "Hello Miss Long!"

"We're outside." Valentine patted Yefim on the back and walked out of the bar.

"It felt like a dream." Valentine breathed the cold air outside and looked at the bar.

It's midnight now, and the neon lights at the door of the bar are constantly flashing with dazzling lights, but no one comes to visit. There is no pedestrian on the whole street, even if there is a drunkard with Usas's characteristics.

"But you did it." Xing Yihuang took out a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped her hands.

Originally, in Valentine's plan, he was planning to sneak into the inner city of Chernobyl before making plans, but when preparing things at night, a bar caught his attention.

It was the bar where he had just made a big fuss.

Gangster.

These two words appeared in Valentine's mind, and then a bold idea appeared in his mind, and Valentine's mouth began to rise wildly.

This idea is very fxxk crazy, but if it is successful...there is a great possibility of blocking the success of the integration movement in two years.

Of course, the monster Talula was not included, but just blocked ordinary integrated movement miscellaneous soldiers.

Valentine decisively gave up her original plan, returned to the hotel and bought a bottle of vodka and started bragging to the boss.

It was through this conversation that he learned about a corner of Chernobeller's lower world.

The Usas Empire was a feudal monarchy, and a king managed the entire country high above. Although the entire country seemed very modern, the social system was indeed relatively backward. The strength of the Usas Empire came from war, and hundreds of years of war was formed.

Today's behemoth. However, with the progress of civilization, wars became less and less, and all countries began to pay attention to economic development. The battle of swords, guns, swords and halberds on the ground was also transferred to the negotiating table, and the Usas Empire gradually declined as a result.

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Fighting is good, but economic development is slightly inferior.

Although the war is gone, the Usas people still have combative blood flowing in their bones. The crime rate of the Usas Empire is at an average level in the entire Terra world, but the most criminals are involved in the battle due to fighting.

The number of gangs is also among the top.

There is only one Chernobyl, with dozens of gangs of all sizes, and they divide the entire Chernobyl gray area, ranging from the protection fees to the smuggling source stones.

After drinking vodka Valentine went out to buy a huge map of Chernobyl, and returned to the room to tell Xing Yihuang about his plans. He first drew out the sphere of influence of each gang based on his memory, and then according to

Data such as the size of the territory, prosperity, population density, etc. to analyze the strength of the gang, and finally came up with a list of gang strength.

This table can be said to be very rough because Valentine had too little information and was arranged entirely by guessing, but he could only believe this table because it was the best way he could think of so far.

In two years, what did he do at Chernobyl? If he wanted to borrow the power of the official to stop the integration movement, he would at least climb to the position of mayor, but this would be for a foreigner who did not even have the identity certificate.

It is basically impossible. If you want to use the power of the people, ordinary citizens will not be able to use it at all. Judging from the official performance of Chernobeller in the game, they may well know about the integration of sports siege, but for some reason they are simply

Instead of preparing for the fight, some cannon fodder military and police left behind to hand over the city. If ordinary citizens are used to deal with the integration movement, they will likely be under the dual pressure of the integration movement and the official.

Then, there is only one answer.

Underground forces.

Valentine's goal is to integrate all the underground forces of Chernobeller into a huge gang headed by him within three months.

Is it crazy enough?

And the bar he just went to was the last small gang in this slum.

Every time a gang is killed, Valentine will find an agent to help him manage the remaining number and property, and by the way, find out the situation of other gangs, sort out the form based on the information obtained, and after cleaning up the area

The information on that form is becoming more and more abundant, and Valentine's grasp is becoming more and more important.

"Boss, Miss Long." Ye Feim ran out of the bar and came to them, holding a small iron box in his hand. "The bar has been cleaned up and can be opened at any time. There is also this one, found in the safe of the former leader.

Something.”

Xing Yihuang opened the lock of the iron box and slowly pushed open a gap. A little yellow light shone out from the iron box, which were two pure source stones.

"Source Stone..." Valentine smiled. He opened the box and directly held the Source Stone in his hand, which shocked Ye Feim to sweat. "Yes, the hope is even greater now."

Valentine put the source stone in her pocket and turned around and left.

"I'll give you two days to sort out the financial statements of the latest period for me. I want to know what business we're doing. The rest, as usual."

"I understand." Looking at Valentine and the others' backs away, Ye Feim bent down again until they completely disappeared into the street.

He tightened his clothes tightly, and the temperament of the lower-level gangster disappeared, and he became the king of the gangster in Xicheng District.

Leonid looked at the place where Valentine's back disappeared in the distance, and a plan took shape in his mind.

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Valentine looked at the smiling Usas man in front of him and felt something was wrong with his ears.

"Well, can you say it again?" he tilted his head and asked a question.

"Of course." Leonid nodded. "I would like to give up the position of leader of the Growler Gang to you, and if I can, I hope to be your assistant."

He stood up, pulled the chair away and walked to the side, waving his hand at Valentine.

"please."

Valentine felt that he was dreaming. He didn't expect this to happen when he was calling all the way today. Looking at the seat belonging to the leader of the Growler, Valentine stood up in a terrible way and walked slowly to the chair.

Sit down.

"Welcome, my new boss." Leonid bowed slightly to Valentine. "From today on, the entire western district of Chernobeller is under your control."

Valentine looked at Leonid blankly, then looked at Xing Yihuang standing at the table, and slowly spoke: "That, we actually wanted to beat you up."

Leonid smiled. "I understand that for those with strength, violence is the best solution. I don't want to be beaten."

"Don't you want to resist? You rant is one of the three major gangsters of Chernobeller!" Valentine tilted her head and looked at Leonid, her hands a little itchy.

Just after getting the two pure source stones not long ago, Valentine found a place to eat one and exchanged it with the system for a new ability to cry 5 New Dawn. At the same time, he also set his target for the entire

West City's largest gang growler.

The Growler Gang controls the entire gray area of ​​Chernobylsey City, and the rest of the small gangs are basically under his jurisdiction. They have a large number of legal industries and more illegal transactions under their name. One of them is the smuggling of Source Stone.

This is also the reason why he took the lead in choosing Xicheng as a breakthrough.

As a result, he hit the door opposite the door and directly opened the door to show that he would welcome him and give him the boss's seat. This weird operation made Valentine confused. I changed my skills and prepared.

If you start working, you surrender?

What about your professional ethics as a gangster? All the little gangsters under your command know to resist. Then you just raise the French flag and admit defeat?

Valentine felt that she had punched the cotton, but she could not use it.

"I have seen your brilliant achievements in Xicheng District. I don't think I can defeat you, so it's better to suffer less and give in to your position." Leonid's attitude was respectful.

"I feel like you are lying to me." Valentine's eyes chilled, and a very wasteland-style dagger appeared in his hand. He placed the dagger directly on Leonid's neck. "Tell the truth."

"Don't be so nervous." Leonid had no sign of fear. "When I first heard about you, I just thought it was a guy with no eyes who wanted to leave the world early, but when

When more and more news comes from people, I know something is wrong.”

"There are no skills like you and your minions. The gangsters here are basically silly and stupid people who only use brute force. They often fight in the internal struggles because of trivial matters.

The development of the Berg gray area can be said to be stagnant."

"Even the government is too lazy to care about us. At most, it only takes a trip occasionally to collect protection fees, because they know that a group of idiots with muscles in their brains can't cause any storm."

"But your appearance gave me the hope of unity of the entire Chernobyl underground world. You and your followers are powerful enough, calm and decisive enough to do things, and are fully worthy of this position."

"The most important thing is that my subordinates can beat you at all. Why do I give in to the point of giving in just a little bit of pain?"

Speaking of this, Leonid smiled slightly.

"And, you need a local gangster member to help you manage the future gang industry, and I, I, is definitely the best person."

"Oh? Why?" Valentine became interested.

"No one knows this city better than me, and no one knows the current affairs better than me."

"There is a saying in the Yan State that those who know the current affairs are heroes. Of course, for those who serve certain people, this is considered betrayal. But I am already the leader of the gang in Xicheng District, and there is no one on it, so it is impossible to say

betray."

Valentine nodded, it was true. In the five urban areas of Chernobyl and five gang bosses of the same level, no one has more rights than others.

"And I'm different from those idiots with muscle in their brains. It took me three years to climb to this position, and it's not about strength, but about my brain."

Leonid pointed to his head.

"So, the previous boss admired your wisdom so he gave his seat to you?" Valentine asked for an almost impossible reason.

"Of course not. People are selfish, and they will not give up their rights so easily." Leander smiled.

"I designed a conspiracy to send the previous boss and his confidants to prison and all the death penalty."

"What a conspirator." Valentine nodded, hugged Leonid's neck, and the dagger in her hand cut a bloodline out of Leonid's neck.

"From the current situation, I should have killed you, right?" Valentine whispered with her ear close to Leonid.

"Or I don't think I'm going to know how I died."

"You can kill me, but I can guarantee that you won't find a good dealer for at least a year."

"A whole city gangster, boss, is not so easy to manage."

Valentine looked at Leonid's eyes, and the two looked at each other. In his eyes, Valentine did not see any concealment.

Leonid said the truth.

"Then do you think I will be assured to hand over all the matters to you? Are you the boss or me?" Valentine moved the dagger back a few millimeters.

"Of course, I will let you make decisions in the end, and I just sort out the data and come up with solutions. And that Miss Long can also monitor me, right?"

"To be honest, I have my own selfishness in it. I like the feeling of giving orders and taking everything into my hands. Before you come, I can only manage Xicheng District. After you come, I can manage the entire truncation

Ernorberg, and if the government comes to cause trouble, as the leader, you have to come forward and I have lost a lot of things. Isn’t this the best of both worlds?”

Looking at Leonid's decent smile, Valentine felt... a little uncomfortable.

"You are really... honest, without any concealment." Valentine took back the dagger and pondered the words, but in the end she could only express honesty.

"Because I can tell, you like honest people." Leonid stood up.

"But I'm still worried about this." Valentine shook her head.

"I understand." Leonid nodded.

"It's better to do this. You give your family to me, so that I can feel relieved if I have a hostage." Valentine suddenly remembered the protons in history and made such a request.

He sat in a chair and held his chin with his hands, looking at Leonid with interest.

Leonid was silent for a few seconds, as if he had made up his mind. He took a deep breath and made a phone call.

"Hey?" The moment the phone was connected, Leonid's expression suddenly became relaxed, and it felt like he was having sex with his family.

"Villa, are you at home now? Can you come to Dad's office?"

"Yeah, be careful on the way."

Click.

Leonid hung up the phone, and he seemed to have grown up several decades in an instant, but he quickly recovered.

"Villa, my daughter, is also my only relative."

"She will be there soon." After saying that, Leonid turned and walked out of the office.

Originally, Valentine wanted to stop Leonid when he saw Leonid really called his family. He just tried it and did not really want to put Leonid's family under house arrest. But listen

After getting hostage was a little girl, Valentine forced to stop the idea.

He felt that he was sick, and his disease was called Loliguan.

Well, I just look at it, I don’t really treat her as a hostage, why am I so excited?

Valentine cleared the messy thoughts inside and stared at the office door.

Soon the door was opened and a girl with light green hair came in, and Leonid followed her.

Valentine felt that the girl looked familiar.

"Hello, dear sir. My name is Vera, Vera Leonid Ulyanov." The little girl saluted Valentine.

With blue eyes, short light blue hair, ponytail placed in front of his shoulders, and the blue star-shaped hairpin and calm tone, the little girl's image gradually combined with an operator in his memory.

Valentine grabbed Leonid's hand and spoke in an extremely excited tone: "Father-in-law, I'll ask you for the gang affairs in the future!"

Vera: Alas?

Xing Yihuang:???

Leonid:???