Tang Ji listened to Mikkelsen telling himself on the phone that when a player had accumulated enough points and wanted to die with him, his mind was a little out of tune for a while.
He did like to give players equal and universal death, but with those Death Cults, Tang Ji admitted that he was a little helpless with them. These people regarded death as relief, and even he couldn't do anything about it.
"So, I'm going to hold a funeral for a certain player?" Tang Ji controlled his power to prevent himself from accidentally crushing his phone.
"That's right, it's still your old acquaintance, Sigitas Lange, remember, your first player fan." Mikkelsen laughed when he mentioned this matter, even he
It's rare to see such novel and lively things.
"When? Where?" Tang Ji thought of that player, one of the few players he let the opponent live.
"Now, in Night City, it is considered the Castlevania in the hearts of players. Your reputation is unparalleled, Tangji." Mikkelsen made a joke, and then said: "The king will pick you up,
He should be here by now."
Before Mikkelsen finished speaking, Wang Zhengdao had already arrived. He was wearing a suit and nodded towards him.
Every time Lao Wang wears a suit, it proves that he was temporarily removed from a certain meeting. As the Apocalypse approaches, Lao Wang has to attend more and more meetings, with almost no interruption.
Until today, Mikkelsen has not officially announced the specific time of the Apocalypse Day to various countries. He only suggested that preventive drills be conducted before Christmas Eve. This is actually a clear statement, but the panic it caused is not that great.
For many people, the Apocalypse Plan is still an urban legend. They do not believe, or are unwilling to believe, that the coalition forces will personally promote the end of the world. After all, the purpose of the coalition forces is to prevent such a thing from happening.
Is not it?
If the coalition forces also want to destroy the world, then what hope is there in this world?
But the reality is that Mikkelsen's ultimate goal is not to preserve the fire of human civilization, but to ensure that human civilization maintains its dignity and has a proud ending.
Tang Ji hung up the phone, signaled to Lao Wang, and put on his windbreaker: "Are there still such fools in the European Federation that they don't believe that bastard Mikkelsen wants to destroy the world?"
"We generally call them optimists now." Wang Zhengdao smiled bitterly: "But it is understandable that the war has been going on so far. It's not that the optimists can't survive. Those who are more realistic have long thought of ways to go to outer space.
A few days ago, more than 70 of our congressmen raised funds to buy a privately built spaceship, but they were defrauded of 350 million yuan in refugee relief funds."
Tang Ji had a hard time imagining the causes and consequences of this incident, such as why more than 70 refugees could not find a single person with an online IQ, such as why these people had to pay in full, and why they used refugee relief funds to pay. In this matter, it was simply
Not worth mentioning.
When he worked as a law enforcer, he knew that big bosses are big idiots and small bosses are little idiots. What's more, many experienced idiots in the European Federation have already become rich. It's hard to imagine Lao Wang's current working environment.
In Lao Wang's own words, he can't wait for the Apocalypse to arrive immediately.
"That Sigitas has finally collected enough points. It is the first time he kills players in this way. What do you think?" Lao Wang laughed and asked. It is also a kind of fun to encounter this kind of fun before the apocalypse.
Relax.
"Don't expect me to have any sense of ritual." As soon as Tang Ji stretched out his hand, the prelude automatically appeared in his hand and flickered, as if he couldn't wait.
The next second, Tang Ji, led by Lao Wang, appeared in an open space in the central area of Night City. Sigitas Lange and several players who were not afraid of death were already standing there waiting.
JHSD-114, as the intermediary, stood between the two parties. The moment he saw Tang Ji, he even felt nervous about meeting an idol. He coughed and then said: "Mr. Tang Ji, according to the Death Cult and Mikol
According to Mr. Sen’s agreement, when Death Cult members accumulate enough points by completing commissioned tasks, they have the right to redeem them, including but not limited to giving the player the right to die by you personally.”
Tang Ji sighed, facing this kind of player, even the original rage is a bit depressed. When your biggest threat is regarded as a reward by the opponent, how should you deal with it?
"Rage, come on, I've been looking forward to it for a long time." Sigitas Lange wore a black suit suitable for burial, a white shirt, and a small white flower on the collar. This was also included in the package and came from Mi
Coulson's bad taste is that there is a solid wood coffin behind him. He will die and be buried immediately, one-stop service.
As one of the first players to understand the customs of this world, Daoud can roughly understand 50% of the fun Mikkelsen can get in this matter, but only 50% is enough to make him somewhat
Blood pressure has increased.
They were players, players who were looking for fun in countless worlds. But here, they became someone else's fun. The humiliating feeling of being looked down on from a high position made Daoud almost unable to control his emotions and heartbeat.
Speeded up.
But fortunately, he knew that at least two of the people present could judge people's emotions through their heartbeat rate.
"This is Mr. Sigitas Lange." As soon as JHSD-114 started to introduce the client, Tang Ji raised his hand and shot, smashing the other person's head.
"I didn't say I would leave his whole body." A smile finally appeared on Tang Ji's lips. He pointed at the player next to him and killed him with one shot: "I'm in a good mood today, buy one get one free."
"That's enough, Mr. Tang Ji. We must ensure that other Death Worshipers have enough motivation." JHSD-114 was stunned for a moment and reminded Tang Ji: "From an objective point of view, you do need these players.
Otherwise, it will be difficult to obtain more intelligence support on the frontal battlefield. We Paladins are discriminated against by many player groups in terms of authority."
Tang Ji took a deep look at JHSD-114, and when he turned around, the prelude had disappeared. He waved his hand to Lao Wang, signaling him to send him back.
So, now, Daoud glanced at the dead players around him, and a flash of fear flashed in his heart. He was just a little bit short of the 'lucky one' selected by Tang Ji at random becoming himself!
This aboriginal must not be allowed to continue to live!
Just as Wang Zhengdao walked towards Tang Ji, the two of them paused almost at the same time, and disappeared in the next moment!
Wow!
A bolt of lightning flashed through the eyes of everyone at close range, forcing these players to close their eyes to block their sight. Then they knew nothing. JHSD-114, who opened his eyes again, was already offline until he died.
He didn't know what happened either.
From Tang Ji's perspective, he clearly saw a figure running past him at an extremely fast speed. A saber in his hand created a terrifying wind pressure in front of him, cutting off the door next door diagonally with just the afterglow.
In the parking lot, the upper part of the building just slid down the diagonal angle, splashing huge amounts of dust.
The second time, Tang Ji ran wildly behind the assassin, relying solely on muscle power to break the sound barrier, chasing after him.
This time, he won't let the other party have a chance to escape.
Daoud didn't look back at all after failing to hit the target, and planned to just use the inertia to continue moving forward and escape from the battlefield. He must admit that his assassination failed this time. He missed the best opportunity because of fear. This assassination was not so much
The assassination against Tang Ji was rather forced by Daoud in order to save face and take the opportunity to escape from the battlefield.
As a result, Tang Ji caught up with him!
When Daoud felt something approaching from behind him, he turned around and saw Tang Ji crashing through an uninhabited building, chasing him with a devastating momentum, and almost fell out from under his feet.
He did a long period of research to confirm that Tang Ji did not possess the supernatural ability to move at high speeds. After all, his man Surte was the fastest man in the world, so there was no need for Tang Ji to invest in this aspect.
However, Daoud really didn't expect that Tang Ji would now be able to catch up with him blessed by multiple abilities with pure physical strength!
Time-sensitive hormone! Daoud did not hesitate to insert a needle into his heart, putting himself into the super-time flow, followed by the second and third injections.
Daoud thought that he could die without fear in the face of honor, but he was wrong. When he saw the player die without warning, he suddenly understood that he did not want to die, and he understood why those pioneers would rather be deprived of their descendants forever.
The powers of the world are no longer willing to face Tang Ji.
He is afraid of death
At this time, Tang Ji, who was catching up from behind, was the God of Death!
In the state of super time flow, Daoud could clearly see how Tang Ji caught up with him with violent momentum, as if all supernatural abilities were meaningless.
But time-sensitive hormones still have an effect.
Daoud looked at the God of Death, who was very close at hand but moving slowly like a performance art. In an instant, his courage seemed to have returned!
However, Tang Ji was surrounded by the flames of hatred, making Daoud afraid to get close.
How do I get close to a monster covered in flames that negate all supernatural abilities? This is a problem of the century, but Daoud has definitely considered how to deal with this problem.
He took out a retractable spear, stretched it out, and was three meters long. Theoretically, it was beyond the coverage of the flames of hatred around Tang Ji. The only problem was the strength.
Daoud didn't know if this thing could hurt Tangji. After all, he was completely immune to damage from thermal weapons, unless the target was his eyes!
Just like now, Daoud picked up the spear and tentatively approached Tang Ji, pointed the spear at Tang Ji's eyes, and moved it forward little by little. Tang Ji just looked at him quietly, as if he was laughing at Daoud.
Ude's overestimation is the same.
"I'm not afraid of you." Daoud encouraged himself in his heart and continued to extend his spear forward, while carefully preventing himself from touching the gray-black flames that looked like solid sculptures; "You are just an aboriginal, you are not afraid of you."
Be careful to master power that is not yours."
"To be precise, you have mastered a power that is not yours, idiot." A voice appeared behind Daoud, scaring him so much that he almost peed.
But when he turned back, there was no one behind him, as if the sound just now was just his imagination.
"He is indeed an idiot." Tang Ji's voice also appeared, and this time Daoud was sure that it was not his hallucination.
Surte didn't know when he stood beside him, and he, Daoud, brought out the super-time flow, and Tang Ji stood there and flicked away the spear that almost poked his face: "Do you have any last words?
"
"I" Daoud had just opened his mouth when Tang Ji suddenly appeared in front of him and punched his head away. In the system interface, the familiar points rewards and four different abilities were immediately refreshed.
Relic library.
But Tang Ji is no longer interested in mastering new abilities. When your power grows to another level, pure ability diversity becomes a burden.
"Forget it, I suddenly don't want to hear it anymore." Tang Ji looked at the headless corpse and felt a little boring.
But when the number of players was only a few hundred or thousands, Tang Ji could rely on his own personal strength to hunt them one by one. But now, the number of players has reached six figures, and this "stupid method" is meaningless.
Perhaps, the Apocalypse Plan is the only way out.
Sirte rushed out in an instant, picked up Daoud's head, and handed it to Tang Ji: "Which shelter are you going to then? I'll be with you."
"Shelter? We'll decide then." Tang Ji subconsciously touched Xiao Su's head: "Where do you plan to go?"
For superhumans of their level, I am afraid that the apocalypse itself is not a threat. The real threat is the unpredictable wasteland environment after the apocalypse.
Surte is fully capable of finding gaps in the nuclear explosion in the super-time flow, so that he can avoid the direct damage of the nuclear bomb safely. The real threat is the strong radiation environment after the nuclear explosion and the inability to obtain supplies.
small difficulties.
Look at Wolfgang, he just lives in the city assigned to him in the European Federation. Although he doesn’t care about the Apocalypse at all, after all, he is not afraid of nuclear explosions at all. As a character in the Seven Deadly Sins
The most versatile one, he has many ways to avoid this kind of trouble, but he cannot survive the nuclear winter and strong radiation environment that may occur after the apocalypse.
Even a fool who develops his body through gluttony will eventually die of hunger in such an environment.
As a lustful Annie, she has been in the Lost Mountain base for a long time, guarding Dr. Wu Qianying every step of the way.
"I should be at the Lost Mountain base, right? Martin and Anthony also invited me, but I still want to be with Dr. Wu." Although Soult didn't say it, what he really meant was that he wanted to follow Tang Ji.
After all, Surte did not believe that Tang Ji would stay in two different shelters with Dr. Wu Qianying. Even though Surte was relatively young, he understood that if Tang Ji really did that, the shelter where Tang Ji was located would have to worry.
