They hadn't reacted for a while and classified Bai Mo as a person who was on the ruthless path.

Because in the few examples that have appeared, all the people who show a strong ruthless tendency to Taoism are those who do not care about the world and stay in the clean room and practice hard all day long.

Even if humans are on the verge of extinction, as long as the disaster does not affect them, they will not frown, let alone be in charge of the matter, but Bai Mo did not show such characteristics.

Because the new society he created made him look like a complete idealist, this confused almost everyone in the Federation.

...

"The persuasiveness seems to be a bit insufficient based on the information revealed unilaterally in the stone tablet."

Many people actually have this idea in their hearts, but due to the strong sense of oppression on the other side, no one is willing to take the lead in questioning to attract firepower.

Although the celestial orbit defense network built on the moon can indeed withstand the seventh-order attacks in the simulation during testing, the losses in all aspects are astronomical.

At the moment when the Federation is about to expedition, they are unwilling to cause trouble again and cause some unnecessary trouble.

"Since you are still hesitating, I will make a decision for you." Bai Mo thought to the group of people who wanted to speak but stopped, and who wanted to speak and wanted to speak.

...

"Light!"

A aperture spreads around with white ink as the center, and the boundary begins to extend outward quickly.

Those soft lights do not give people any sense of threat, and they look as warm and harmless as ordinary sunlight.

When they were swept by the light, everyone felt that some subtle changes had occurred, but they did not notice what exactly they were.

The radius of the aperture continues to increase. In the first second, the entire villa was included in the circle, and then continued to expand outward without stopping, as if nothing could stop it from expanding.

Looking into the distance, the increasingly dimming halo was moving towards the horizon at a rapid speed, with the idea of ​​"swallowing" the entire moon.

...

"Why is my watch back to zero?!" Yun Ruyan, who was guarding the convoy from afar, subconsciously noticed this incident when he was looking at the watch.

The position of the originally displayed date was automatically reset to January 1, 0000, and the time displayed on the table was reset to 00:00:01 seconds.

"What passed just now seemed like a ripple?" She immediately linked the strange thing she had just noticed with the problem with the watch.

This is just the beginning.

...

A calendar factory office on the moon.

"Is my phone virus infected? Why does the time displayed on the screen become 00:00:01 on January 1, 0000?"

“So too…”

"Call the police quickly, there must be a hacker invasion."

"Check the company documents immediately to see if there are any lost secrets!"

...

"Hang... the calendar! Everyone, look at the calendar in the warehouse!" The secretary, who was so scared that he was a little unscrupulous in his speech, said in a panic.

"How could this happen? The time disorder of mobile phones and computers can be explained by hackers, but the company's calendar has become January 1, 0000!"

"That's a paper calendar! Can hackers still crawl over the network cable to modify it?"

"Is this world crazy or we crazy?"

"Contact the boss now!"

...

"How is the inventory in the warehouse?" After learning the news, the director of the calendar factory on the other end of the phone asked the secretary in a desperate and low tone.

He hoped that this was just a joke. The calendars in the warehouse did not all become January 1st, starting today, and the wrongly printed calendar had no value at all.

"Sad..." The secretary didn't know what he could say.

"Oh." Thousands of words are summed up into one word.

The sorrow that is more than death is the sorrow that others can feel it very clearly through the phone.

This batch of calendars was completed by the company after working overtime and was ready to sell, but in an instant they all turned into waste paper and would collapse if they were placed on any boss.

No one will spend money to buy a calendar that has been printed incorrectly.

The full warehouse calendar is full of scrap, and the upstream suppliers cannot pay it back on credit, and the downstream sellers' orders are also breached because they cannot deliver the goods. The factory's capital chain is about to break, facing the crisis of bankruptcy liquidation, and the efforts of the two generations have gone into vain.

"Where is the gods who are trying to punish me..." The owner of the calendar factory with a decadent look squatted by the rooftop and smoked.

...

"Please don't panic. This incident is just an accident. We must believe in the Federation and the government. We will definitely find out the truth of the matter as soon as possible and give everyone an explanation!"

The Internet, radio, television, and all public media are repeatedly playing the same message.

The sudden return of the clock made the emergency response team under the parliamentary government feel a little overwhelmed.

Many people in the senior management can guess that this may be related to the secret meeting of a member of the Representatives, but all the inquiries they sent were not answered clearly.

There is only one order from the Joint Parliament to maintain social stability.

Some people remembered the unreasonable "information storm" more than ten years ago.

The catastrophe of the information age swept through every corner of modern society. The data of bank accounts was tampered with on a large scale. Some people had two more zero deposits, and some people had two less zero deposits.

It took half a year for the data to gradually recover, and some permanently lost data turned into a headless injustice.

And the initiator of that catastrophe is now in a daze with a lollipop in his arms.

“Reinformation?”

In the garden of a villa, a little girl in a gothic skirt shook her white silk feet and said with a depressed look on her face.

It was by pretending to die that she escaped and sneaked into Leon's body to become the founder of his child.

When she arrived at the third year of the moon, she easily took over Leon's first child, and then burned away all the remaining power without hesitation to improve her adaptability and qualifications with this body.

The reason why she was desperate was because she witnessed Bai Mo and he fought with the shady scenes from the other end of the door.

The short moment when the "door" opened, the founder understood all the truth. They claimed to be playing with everything, but in fact they were just some pitiful food at high levels.

...

"Miss, what do you have to give?" Aware of the change in the lady's expression, the maids behind her asked in fear and trepidation.

The eldest daughter of the Leon family, Farrell, has shown her extremely powerful cultivation qualifications since she was a child.

More importantly, she also has the wisdom of being extremely precocious and easily grasped everything in the back house firmly in her hand.

Pspy recommends a book, "Umbrella Traveling in the Sky", a dark article...
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