The excited hope that had just emerged in Wilson's heart was suddenly extinguished as if by a basin of cold water.
He frowned, his expression extremely serious.
"Severe pollution... will pollution cause irreparable disaster to mankind?"
Although it was a question, he already had the answer in his heart.
He thought of the contaminated humans he met.
As far as he knew, the first one was Jason Fox, who took the initiative to discover his anomaly. Although he looked like a human on the surface, his essence had been greatly distorted.
The young man made it clear to him that he was probably no longer human.
There are also the deformed residents of the town, who have turned into rotten monsters. Even a little bit of light will burn them and turn them into ashes.
And the level of pollution in their bodies is not even as high as that of Jiesen!
Drom told him that the entire world was surrounded by pollution.
Humans among them are definitely not immune. No eggs are left intact after the nest is overturned. It is probably only a matter of time before humans are contaminated.
Wilson's hands and feet felt cold when he thought of this.
He looked at the streets where industrial pollution still remained. Everyone had a lot of dirt on their bodies. Many chemical pollutions would cause irreparable damage to human beings.
Not to mention the terrifying alien energy that envelopes the entire world.
Wilson felt a coldness in his hands and feet. The more he understood it, the more strange and terrifying it became.
Not to mention that this world seems to have one or a group of evil masterminds behind the scenes.
Whether humanity has a future or not is a question.
Can that little bit of light of hope illuminate the whole world and dispel the pollution?
This is obviously impossible, even the black technology of the Kingdom of Light can't do it!
Zhuom's answer also confirmed his idea.
Wilson pulled a handful of hair anxiously.
"Then is there any way to save mankind and save the world?"
【Host is hope】
Such a brief text slowly appeared on Zhuomu's light screen, but it hit Wilson's mind powerfully.
Wilson was stunned for a moment.
He remembered everything the system told him from the beginning.
When Hikali No. 1 first appeared, everything was clearly displayed in front of him.
Tell him that it is a world shrouded in pollution, and what he needs to do is to save the world.
In the beginning, he was only attracted by the transformation into Ao and agreed to the system. He did not really feel the weight of this task at all.
Until he touched this heaviness with his own hands.
Human hope shines brightly, like a tiny flame, emitting light, but it is extremely fragile. A gust of wind may blow out the flame.
This world seems to be the same.
So, can he be the palm that protects the flames?
"call……"
Wilson breathed a sigh of relief.
"I will try my best."
He clenched his fists firmly.
…………
New York
It was already night at this moment, although most of the residents had gone to bed.
But a small part of it has become lively and noisy, and the nightlife here is equally rich. The decadent prosperity fills the corners of the night, growing in places where the moonlight cannot be found.
This is a city of wealth, a city of rapidly developing opportunities, a city of beauty and decadence.
In an inconspicuous tavern, all kinds of people are drinking and having fun here. The girls on the dance floor are dressed up in attractive clothes, and their white thighs are exposed, attracting the attention of countless people below.
.
People were drunk here, and some were looking for a little excitement, just to spend this wonderful night.
On the street outside the tavern, there was suddenly a harsh sound of a motorcycle, which woke up many sleeping residents outside, but it still could not wake up the numb people here.
The two gatekeepers in the tavern suddenly became nervous because the sound of the motorcycle sounded particularly familiar.
Sure enough, the next moment, the poor, inconspicuous door of the tavern was kicked open and hit the wall with a clang.
A young man wearing a black trench coat and a strange red mask walked in, exuding an aura that was particularly unpleasant to deal with.
This young man has silver-white hair, but a handful of bangs in front of his face are black. Even in this era, in this prosperous big city, this look is too advanced.
This person is none other than Jason Fox, who went to Arkham not long ago.
The doorman of the tavern saw the visitor and immediately greeted him with a smile on his face: "Boss, why are you here today..."
"Stop talking nonsense, tell me where the 'Cobra' guy is?" Jason said impatiently.
This tavern is indeed his property. However, he has never managed it very well.
After all, it was a gangster who was entrenched here at the beginning. On the surface, he was running a tavern to do some business, but in fact, he was doing some shady business, such as drugs, human trafficking, and the like.
The police have also been eyeing this tavern, but the strength behind this gang is complicated, and they have never been able to capture suitable evidence, so they have no way of starting.
Then Jason found out about this. He had no interest in wrangling the forces behind these guys. He held guns and bombs, relied on his physical strength to survive, and forcibly destroyed the tavern and the people behind them.
The gangsters served it.
So he is now the boss here and the gang leader in this area.
But he didn't care at all, and handed over the management of this area to the original second-in-command "Cobra".
The leader has been replaced, and the subordinates below have also been massacred. Not to mention that the terrifying guy is still alone. "Cobra" does not dare to say a word at all, for fear of being shot by the terrifying guy.
Collapse.
The gatekeeper didn't dare to neglect at all, and quickly notified the back.
A guy with thin cheeks, a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks who looked very cunning came out. This was the manager of the tavern, "Cobra".
A flattering smile appeared on his face: "Welcome, boss, what a good day it is today. You came here specially. Is there something wrong?"
"Yes." Jason was too lazy to argue with this guy. He felt that these things were a waste of his time, so he asked directly:
"I remember you once did some publicity work?"
The cobra was choked for a moment, and said sarcastically: "Well... almost..."
What he did in the gang before was brainwashing his younger brother...
"Oh, then help me promote a great existence." Jason's green eyes flashed with a little fanaticism.