The end of the world begins with failing an exam

"You want to take a gamble?" The burly man looked at him and sneered, "Even if there is only a 1% chance that he will go against us, we can't tolerate him now, and we can't miss this opportunity..."

"How do you want to kill him?" The white old man narrowed his eyes.

"It is obviously unrealistic to rely on other old descendants, so in the end we can only rely on ourselves..." The burly man adjusted his tie and said nonchalantly, "There is a self-destruct device we installed deep in the base, and that is enough..."

"You mean nuclear..." Everyone frowned at the same time.

"That's it."

The burly middle-aged man looked at everyone, with a slightly ferocious smile on his face.

"Raphael, who has been out of contact, has been contacted by us before. He said that he and Chen Jing are in the same city in the other world, so he knows Chen Jing's details very well..."

"Raphael's idea is consistent with mine."

"He said that if you want to kill the old descendants with tenacious vitality, ordinary firepower strikes are not enough, so you can only take the final means... For example, let a beautiful mushroom cloud bloom in Antarctica, let that damn Chen Jing go to hell!"

Chapter 231 For peace, kill Chen Jing

"Give up that base?"

The white old man seemed a little hesitant. After all, he has spent the most effort on that base over the years.

"Do you want to wait for him to come out..."

"Wait for him to come out?" The burly man in a suit sneered, "Are you old and confused? Can't you see how fast his winged family flies? Do you really think your intercontinental missiles are invincible?"

"Use the self-destruct device for nuclear strikes, is this Raphael's suggestion?" asked the woman next to him.

"Yes."

"Does Raphael have any personal grudge against Chen Jing..." The blond man who had been suggesting peace talks frowned and muttered to himself, "He suggested from the beginning that we should not win over Chen Jing, saying that Chen Jing had a relationship with the [Ether Association]. When Chen Jing really joined the association, he urged us to find an opportunity to kill him..."

"Let's not talk about this now." The white old man spoke, and seemed to agree with the idea of ​​the strong man in the suit, "Let's kill him first. He can't be used by us, and the hidden danger is still too big..."

"It's good to think it through." The strong man in the suit smiled and looked around at everyone, "It's still the old rules. The five of us raise our hands to vote..."

After that, the strong man in the suit raised his hand first, and there was a hint of anxiety in his deep eyes, as if he couldn't wait.

"Raise your hands if you agree to activate the self-destruct device in Antarctica to kill Chen Jing."

Soon, the white old man and the blond woman raised their hands. They had no reason to object to this approach of cutting off hidden dangers.

The slightly timid blond man looked at the man in a suit at the end.

"Kill them." The man in a suit raised his hand tiredly, then looked back at the five descendants sitting in the corner of the conference room.

They all came from the Hanging City.

But except for the old man in a Taoist robe, the remaining four were not alchemists.

Those four were just employees of some high-tech companies.

They had undergone basic biological transformation.

Although they were not as good as the orthodox alchemists of the research association, they were enough at this time.

They used the technology of the Hanging City to build a simple regional virtual network, and then used special equipment or other "descendants of the Hanging City" as relay points to transmit signals over long distances...

The main purpose of this virtual network is not to communicate with others.

If it is just a simple chat and send messages, the function of forum friends is completely sufficient. That is more practical than the walkie-talkie they developed earlier, and there is no delay in information transmission worldwide.

But forum friends are limited to chatting and sending messages.

If you want to operate some devices under the Antarctic ice or remotely control other military equipment, you can't do it without a stable signal network...

"When will it be detonated?"

The old Taoist priest with four bionic eyes installed on his forehead spoke, and he didn't seem to have much respect for the people present, and he was completely businesslike.

"The sooner the better." said the white old man.

"I'll check the signal repeater. If there is no problem... the base in Antarctica can be detonated in ten minutes." The old Taoist priest slowly stood up, and his thin body seemed to contain infinite power.

The sense of oppression unique to the old descendants made everyone in the conference room feel a little breathless.

After the old Taoist priest left.

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became much more relaxed.

"Turn on the video connection." The strong man in a suit lit a cigar, turned his head and shouted to the staff, "I want to see what's going on at the base!"

"Yes!"

...

Western Ocean.

On a ship that seemed to be wandering around aimlessly.

The brand new giant antenna is constantly rotating, and the deafening buzzing sound has been tormenting the staff on the deck, forcing them to wear noise-proof earmuffs.

Compared to these ordinary people who are tortured by noise, the old people living in the presidential suite at the top of the ship are much more relaxed.

In the quiet suite.

Li Mobai is still dressed as a Taoist priest in a Taoist robe.

At this moment, he is standing at the end of the big bed in the presidential suite, with his hands crossed in his long sleeves, smiling on his face, and no real psychological activities can be seen.

"So you don't agree with the proposal of Vice President Huangfu and me?"

"How could I agree..."

The old man lying on the bed was a white man, with age spots all over his wrinkled skin, and more than a dozen tubes inserted into his body to connect to the medical equipment beside him.

Although he looked half dead, his eyes were extremely clear, without the turbidity that his peers should have.

"You...you are trying to seize power..."

"Nonsense." Li Mobai said with a smile, with a sincere face, "I don't know about Huangfu, but I am the most sentimental person. It was you who brought me into the association...I remember whether it was a favor or a grudge."

"I didn't expect...you...you..."

"I thought you would agree. After all, you are a smart person. You should know which way to choose if you retreat at the peak of your career."

Li Mobai interrupted the old man and spoke to himself.

"Those capital groups... are all brought in by me... Once I die..."

"If you die, will they stop doing business with the association?"

Huangfu Huaisui, who was sitting on the sofa in the corner of the suite, held a cup of pure Pu'er tea in his hand, and spoke without even raising his eyes.

"You have been lying in bed like a vegetable for these years, and they have long lost their relationship with you. Don't forget who is dealing with them on your behalf..."

"I don't understand..." The old man, who was barely breathing, looked at Li Mobai. Compared with the panic that should be felt when facing death, he was more confused and puzzled, "Why do you want to push Huangfu to the top..."

"For the time being." Li Mobai said with a grin, "After the second round of exams, if I can return to the surface world safely, he will have to give up his position to me."

"This... have you all agreed?!"

"Yes, it's agreed."

Huangfu Huaisui took over the conversation and drank a sip of hot tea slowly. He seemed to remember the scene when Li Mobai came to chat with him that day. There was a trace of fear in his eyes that had not yet dissipated, but his tone was still trying to pretend to be calm.

"You have to be smart. If you occupy the toilet but don't do anything, isn't that just looking for death?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huangfu Huaisui smiled, but there was a hint of self-mockery in his words.

"We are all old. It's time to retreat bravely. We can't rush forward... Young people can't be stopped."

"I can also take the initiative to give up my position..." The old man changed his words.

"You can't." Li Mobai shook his head, "I can't sleep unless you die, and I have always hated you..."

As he said, Li Mobai turned his head and looked at the hall, where there were more than a dozen naked women kneeling on the ground.

They seemed to have lost their human consciousness and turned into so-called kittens and puppies, licking each other's non-existent fur.

The youngest of them was only ten years old, and the oldest was thirty or forty years old.

Each of them had exquisite looks and outstanding appearance. In the outside world, they were all "goddesses" who could make their suitors line up in a long line.

"Old pervert." Li Mobai smiled coldly, "What I despise most is scum like you. In terms of being a human being, you are far inferior to the old eunuch Huangfu!"

"Who are you scolding?" Huangfu Huaisui couldn't help but glare at him.

"Foul mouth."

Li Mobai patted his mouth in a fake manner and apologized to Huangfu Huaisui with a smile.

"President Huangfu! I won't talk about you! I'm talking about him... Old pervert, how do you want to die?"

Li Mobai showed an excited expression, like a child who got a new toy and couldn't help but want to play with it.

"I have prepared many ways of dying in the other world for you. I guarantee you haven't heard of them, and you can't even think about them..."

Suddenly.

Li Mobai lost his voice.

Huangfu Huaisui felt strange and looked over there.

Li Mobai's biological artificial eyes suddenly lit up with red light, and the smile on his face gradually faded, becoming cold...even furious.

"Damn it." Li Mobai suddenly cursed.

"What's wrong?" Huangfu Huaisui asked with a frown.

"What's wrong..."

Li Mobai gritted his teeth and turned back. The red light in the pupil of his biological artificial eye seemed to dye the white of his eye blood red.

"My brother is going to be killed by a nuclear explosion!"

"???"

Chapter 232 Digital Virtual Network Fighting

Although Huangfu Huaisui looked confused, he guessed it almost right after thinking about it.

After all, Chen Jing was the only person who could be called "brother" by Li Mobai. In connection with the "nuclear explosion" he mentioned and Chen Jing's current location...

"Something happened at the Antarctic base?" Huangfu Huaisui asked with a frown.

At this moment, he did not get any response.

Li Mobai could not listen to what he said at this time. He was immersed in a rage.

"Now tell the alchemists in Antarctica to cut off the signal! Don't let them activate the detonator at any cost... Right! How long can it take? I'll deal with it soon! Leave the rest to me!"

Li Mobai's mumbling was not strange at all to Huangfu Huaisui, after all, these alchemists seemed to have their own communication methods.

Different from the ladder-style signal transmission method of the foundation and the association at this stage, their communication seemed to be more efficient and more stable.

"Alright." The red light in Li Mobai's eyes faded, but the expression on his face was still angry, "I have to find an opportunity to give them a hard time!"

"What's going on?" Huangfu Huaisui asked cautiously.

"My brother killed that jerk Xue Shiguan." Li Mobai cursed, "This news should have been passed to the headquarters a long time ago, but we said we were having a meeting at the president's place, so... Damn it! It's all your fault!"

At the end, Li Mobai glared at the old man lying on the bed.

"You mean... Chen Jing killed Xue Shiguan... so the foundation is going to nuclear him?" Huangfu Huaisui asked tentatively, feeling a little confused because the situation changed too quickly.

"They are all afraid." The more Li Mobai spoke, the more angry he felt. He gritted his teeth as if he wanted to eat someone. "They are afraid that my brothers will kill them in the future, and they also want to take the opportunity to weaken the strength of our association..."

"Do they have the ability to weaken our strength?" Huangfu Huaisui laughed disdainfully. Thinking of the bottom that Li Mobai had told him before, he felt that the possibility of the foundation turning around in the future was zero. "Those silos are now named after the foundation, but as long as we need them, they can also be with us..."

"Don't fucking talk nonsense to me. Now get the business done. After it's done quickly, I'm going to enter a state of meditation and get out of the Yin spirit. I'm going to the South Pacific to see those bastards..."

After that, Li Mobai walked to the bed and took a last look at the old man.

"Old pervert, you're lucky." Li Mobai said expressionlessly, "I'm in a hurry, so I can only give you a quick death."

"Then...then I have to thank you...Li Mo..."

Without waiting for the old man to finish his words, Li Mobai grabbed the old man's neck and threw him into the hall like throwing a garbage bag...