Tang Ji was standing by the Su Yinshi Canal at this time, waiting for Wu Qianying's signal.
Once Wu Qianying sends a signal, Wang Zhengdao will take him into the depths of a hundred meters deep and rely on water pressure to quickly pour seawater through the dimensional gate into the 'Human Quick-Freezing Pit' built by Stark Polo.
In just one night, Chris Cunningham, who was in charge of the freezing process, became very haggard, and her eyes were swollen like peaches.
As a young girl, she never imagined that one day she would decide the lives and deaths of millions of people on such an occasion.
If there is an accident with her ability, if her spirit cannot bear such a consumption and suddenly gives up halfway, there are too many ifs and too many possibilities for her to collapse.
Chris originally thought that what she experienced in San Diego was the biggest disaster in her life, but now she finds that it was just the beginning.
"Listen, kid, I know you're under a lot of pressure! But I'm also annoyed! Can you please stop crying!" Hawking Locke, who seemed to be in even worse condition, plugged his ears in annoyance and shouted at Chris: "
Let’s get this over with quickly and don’t think about it so much! You’re making me nervous!”
Hearing Hawking Locke's voice, Chris lowered her voice, but her tears still flowed down, and she sobbed from time to time, which made Locke even more upset.
As a failed opportunist, Hawking Locke was hit hard by everything he experienced after his awakening. If Mikkelsen hadn't found him and was willing to pay him a considerable amount of money every month, Locke might have insisted.
Not until now.
It can be said that everyone has the dream of awakening as a superhuman, and every superhuman also dreams of becoming Tangji one day, or at worst a superhuman like Surte.
But in the end, most superhumans have no choice but to accept that their awakened abilities can at most add some extra color to their lives, and can be used as a menu at birthday parties and company annual meetings.
Only Hawking Locke is different. He knows that his ability is very powerful, but this ability does not bring him any benefit at all. He is like an amplifier, which can only make others stronger.
In this world where the jungle prevails, this ability is more like a burden. All powerful superhumans will be interested in him, but he has no ability to protect himself.
So when Hawking Locke saw Chrissy, the darling of fate, complaining about such nonsense, he was very angry.
"Stop competing with that little girl, Locke, we all feel bad." A tired-looking Stark got off a gyroplane and slumped directly on the chair to drink nutrient solution: "You should be lucky to have such a powerful ability.
A girl who is willing to shed tears for those innocent people.”
Hawking Locke stopped talking. He had nothing to say. He had indeed seen a lot of cruel things, but compared with the current situation, it was just childish.
And deep down in his heart, he himself will be touched by the lives and deaths of millions of people.
This is human instinct, and this instinct will be triggered when anyone watches millions of similar people being threatened with death.
Then, when Hawking Locke thought of the culprit who caused all this, he felt extremely strong fear, because he knew that in the eyes of the other party, he no longer regarded human beings as the same kind.
"How long do we have?" Stark asked, looking at Wu Qianying who was also busy on the screen. This woman was just as he imagined, a perfect and efficient genius.
In her plan, there is only efficiency, and every executor should complete their work to the letter, thus forming an efficient operating system.
Stark's fatigue is not only physical, but also mental. He has been working for sixteen hours continuously and moved more than 20 million cubic meters of rock and soil. Without Locke, without the help of those drugs
, his brain has probably melted by now.
"The good news is that we have completed the most difficult part. You turned an entire city into a ladder shape that meets the requirements. After completing another city, only those people on the plain are left." Wu Qianying looked at Shi
The physiological index data came from Tucker: "If you can't bear it, we can abandon those people on the plain. They are almost dead."
"No, I can persist." Stark Polo replied firmly: "I am definitely fine. After awakening, I am much stronger than before."
"It's up to you, Anthony, do you think he's okay?" Wu Qianying asked Anthony at the scene.
This time, Anthony and the Saint were also on site. Anthony was responsible for monitoring the health status of the construction workers on site, while Saint, he was the security chief on site and was responsible for commanding an armed force with a total number of more than two hundred people, all of whom came from
Military technology.
In addition, the Ark Organization also organized a humanitarian rescue team with more than 1,500 people, mainly from the European Union, but as Wu Qianying said, they were too late to deal with such a complicated situation.
Most of the puppets that were thrown in place by jealousy could not last more than sixty hours, and the injuries were negligible. The healthy puppets also died because they could not change their posture to relax their bodies, causing muscle spasms.
From organizing manpower, to coordinating the rights of all parties, to consuming time on the road, by the time the rescue team arrived, all the main targets in need of rescue were already dead.
Currently, only these superhuman forces can react quickly enough to provide effective rescue.
Sirte was originally included in the plan. His speed was undoubtedly the most effective rescuer in the face of this man-made disaster, but a mere Sirte was too insignificant in front of millions of rescuers.
In the end, Wu Qianying made a rational decision. Sirte must stay at the Lost Mountain base and be responsible for protecting the safety of others.
"Stark is still healthy, I will keep an eye on him." Anthony nodded towards Wu Qianying, his hands constantly moving, configuring various potions.
As a military doctor, Anthony has seen many big scenes, but with the advent of a new era, he has realized that he will definitely encounter more difficult scenes in the future, so he has adjusted well psychologically.
Or to put it another way, like Tang Ji, he was used to life and death. Faced with a disaster of this scale, they came here more out of moral pity.
When Wu Qianying went offline, Stark nodded gratefully to Anthony, and then sighed: "I don't dare to look at those people carefully, because every operation I make will cause many innocent people to die."
"You'd better not take this kind of responsibility on yourself, no one can bear it." Anthony handed a prepared stimulant to Stark: "This thing will make you feel better mentally, for seventy-two hours
Within a day, you can use three, and then you will feel very tired and need a long nap, but there will be basically no sequelae when you wake up."
"Thank you." Stark took the potion and hit his neck without hesitation. His muscles suddenly tightened, then relaxed again. He let out a muffled groan and leaned back on the chair to regain his strength.
"It's almost me, right?" Chris didn't look like she was going to use her powers to save people, but more like she was going to the execution ground. She nervously held the saint's hand and asked for the third time.
"Ms. Chris, believe me, if the Lord knows about this, she will also send blessings and call you a kind savior." The saint stroked Chris's hair with compassion, and the cross pattern on his face
Eucalyptus and Bible phrases seemed to be glowing at this moment.
Some people work hard in the parish for a lifetime, but they can only save dozens or hundreds of children, and more than half of these people will eventually go astray due to various reasons.
There are also people who kill people and set fires, but their actions save millions of innocent people around the world.
The saint felt that what he had done was enough to enable him to stand in front of the pastor with his head held high next time he went back and tell him that he was worthy of the Lord and worthy of his friends buried in the back garden of the church.
Perhaps the image of the saint holding a Bible in one hand and a rifle in the other was so convincing that Chrissy finally felt less nervous.
She felt that if God did not treat her as kindly as the saint said, Tang Ji might have to go and talk to God himself.
forty minutes later
"Let's get started." Stark, who took a short break and returned to work again, sent the action signal to Wu Qianying.
Wang Zhengdao appeared in front of Chris in an instant, looked at the girl's resolute face, hugged her gently, and then took her and Hawking Locke to an unrecognizable city.
The entire city has been sunk downwards by Stark into a square pit, arranged layer by layer in a ladder-like manner.
Wang Zhengdao placed two people on the top of a building on the bottom floor, pointed to a huge red mark not far away and said: "Water will gush out from that location. The height mark is next to it. Dr. Wu will also remind you,
Just wait for her signal and then use your full strength."
Chrissy nodded vigorously, her throat so red and swollen that she couldn't speak.
Looking down from the roof, the surroundings seemed to be frozen in place by time and space bubbles. A man who was still running was wearing a sports suit. The thick lips on his dark face had no blood color, making them look particularly pale.
Not far away from him, an old man fell to the ground in a strange posture. The hard concrete ground broke the bridge of his nose, and blood piled up under his face, drowning him to death.
In a pool of his own blood.
A woman pushing a stroller looked at the baby in the stroller expressionlessly, but after a whole night of cold, there was no longer any crying in the stroller.
Jealousy simply leaves and no longer controls their actions, like a careless owner who leaves without turning off the television.
For these people, this is a disaster.
"Believe me, he will pay the price. I have never seen Tangji and Mikkelsen so angry." Wang Zhengdao took a deep breath and comforted Chris.
Even he still feels depressed every time he enters this land of death.
And Wang Zhengdao knew very well that this was the first area they started to rescue, and the scenes they saw would become more cruel the further they went.
For these people, every hour is an insurmountable limit of survival. If Stark hadn't changed the geographical environment on a large scale here, allowing those bugs and rats to escape far away, God knows how many people would die on weekdays.
Things you don’t even look at.
"Are you okay?" Wang Zhengdao looked at Hawking Locke, who was somewhat silent. His face looked even uglier than Chris's.
And Wang Zhengdao is also very curious about what will happen if the other party enhances his abilities. Maybe, he can go back and forth to the moon, or even Mars?
"I'm fine. Let's end this quickly. It's like hell here." Hawking Locke shook his head vigorously. The more he understood the horror of jealousy, the more frightened he became.
Obviously, for such a person, if his existence is discovered, a single thought can make Hawking Locke look like the sculpture below.
Wang Zhengdao didn't say anything, turned around and disappeared, making Hawking Locke's jealous eyes sparkle.
"It's ready over there. Let's go to the predetermined location to open the door to get water now." Wang Zhengdao, who appeared next to Tang Ji again, said: "I really don't like going underwater. I hope more people can survive."
Tang Ji nodded silently. Before coming here, he had personally visited several places of death and walked on the silent streets to see and observe those people.
He once put a few children on the roadside on the roof of the car to make them meet the optimal survival height given by Wu Qianying, but soon he saw a school with hundreds of children sitting in the classroom, as if waiting
The teacher continues to teach.
From then on, Tang Ji became silent.
He may have time to put all those children on the desks, but there are more than ten schools in that city alone. In the face of the huge number, time cost has become the most expensive thing.
Wang Zhengdao knew Tang Ji well, and he knew what touched Tang Ji's side. The other party didn't need comfort or understanding. He just had to do what he should do.
After Weiwei sensed the underwater situation and made sure that he and Tang Ji wouldn't have multiple fish in their stomachs, Wang Zhengdao took Tang Ji to the predetermined underwater location in an instant.
Two superhuman beings with strong physiques did not need any anti-stress equipment. The breathing equipment appeared directly under the water a hundred meters deep. The specially made metal shoes on Tang Ji's feet were fastened by the previously installed hook locks, and then went to the king.
Zhengdao nodded, and the other party immediately returned to the shore.
The next second, a dimensional gate larger than before was opened by Tang Ji underwater, and a huge amount of seawater immediately poured into the other side of the dimensional gate.
Chris, who was far away in the city, saw a waterfall appearing out of thin air, leaving a rainbow in the sun. It was about to enter her lips, and she tried her best not to look at the 'sculptures' that were frozen in place.
"Above the Sky"
As the water level gradually rose, and after a few minutes, it approached the predetermined height, Hawking Locke behind him pressed his hands on Chrissy's temples.
Suddenly, Kris Kris felt her power surge, and she felt as if she could freeze the whole world!
"Do it, Chris, now." Wu Qianying's calm voice appeared in the communication system, causing Chris to suddenly return to reality.
She glanced at the crowd underwater sadly, then thrust her hands into the sea water to freeze everything!
