Tang Ji stood alone in the central area. He was attacked by a player for the first time and died with him on the roof. He thought that if he had died like that at that time, maybe nothing like this would have happened today.
What power allowed him to survive and possess the special ability to kill players is still a mystery. Even Wu Qianying doesn't know where the problem comes from.
Mikkelson Mikkelsen repeated what happened to him that day countless times. He thought Tang Ji didn't know, but in fact Tang Ji knew everything. This is why that bastard Mikkelson wanted to take that...
The reason why the transhuman prison is supposed to be here.
Use superhuman prisoners to simulate players, search for the 'Avengers' related to these criminals, restore everything that happened that day in depth, and then wait for that coincidence to happen, use superhuman prisoners to simulate Tang Ji, and attract real players to hunt them down
,etc
Mikkelsen tried it so many times that the ground under the rubbish bin under the rooftop that Tangji had built into with thermite was filled with cracks due to repeated high-temperature baking. Mikkelsen believed that if Tangji
Mastering that special power is a kind of coincidence and a kind of miracle, so you can completely recreate the coincidence and the miracle by resetting the scene.
It's a pity that he failed, the miracle did not happen again, and the Scarlet Disciples were just Scarlet Disciples in the end. They could not guarantee a 100% chance of killing players like Tang Ji.
After all, the world still counts on Tang Ji, or rather, it counts on rage.
Tang Ji looked at where he had fought hard, touched in his arms, and took out a long chain of necklaces made from the bones of the player's skull between the eyebrows. There were three hundred and seventy-nine players on the long necklace.
soul.
It seems like a lot, but it's meaningless compared to the size of the player base right now.
Tang Ji threw the necklace downstairs in the wind. He thought he could use this thing to comfort Angelina and himself, but he couldn't deceive himself: "It's not enough, far from enough."
As time passed by, Night City seemed to feel the impending storm, and suddenly fell into a city-wide blackout. It was because the overwhelmed power grid finally could no longer hold on. The person who was previously responsible for maintaining the power system
People, I also returned home early today and chose to spend this night with my family.
Everyone has an inexplicable feeling of palpitations, just like before an earthquake, ants have a special feeling and start to migrate. The reason why humans can't feel it is because earthquakes are not a catastrophe for them.
But tonight, the Day of Apocalypse, is enough. The entire human race feels that depressing depression to the extreme, as if there are dark clouds overhead and a violent storm is about to pour down.
In Tang Ji's sight, the entire Night City dimmed in an instant, and the long-lost night sky suddenly appeared in front of the world, as if he wanted to return all the debt owed to mankind in the previous decades.
The dazzling Milky Way reflected the entire city in the night sky. Countless people raised their heads to witness this spectacle, and sent each other Christmas Eve blessings through the blessings of the stars.
Then, firefly-like light spots lit up everywhere in Night City. They were emergency lights, candles, flashlights, holiday lights lit by Night City residents and refugees, and the stars were dotted, warm, but not dazzling.
Complementing the starlight above.
For a moment, Tang Ji wished that time would stop at this moment and not move forward.
But the world is always cruel, especially this world. At this time, a fiery red color was soon accompanied by thick black smoke, reflecting the distant sky red. It was an explosion in a high-rise building.
Maybe it was a conflict between small gangs, maybe it was players in action, in short, the warmth of that moment was wiped away with an explosion.
War, death and destruction are the mainstream of this world, and Tang Ji's heart gradually hardened.
At 23:20, all shelters suddenly received a message from the coalition command: "Final check of the shelter closure system and survival maintenance system. The shelter doors are closing. This is not a drill. Please note that this is not a drill!"
Although many people had expected the sudden news, when it actually appeared, it still carried a devastating momentum, blowing away the last trace of courage in people's hearts.
"Go back and check if your own children are there! TMD, this is no joke! Hurry up! Especially the children, check if your children are there! There are also hydroponic farms! Check the hydroponics for the last time
Farm, energy center, fresh water purification system!" Martin Sanye stood at the gate of Davis Mountain Military Base, looking at the heavy metal door that was slowly closing, trying to calm down as much as possible.
But he couldn't do it. The heartbeat of the tall, all-metal man was like a drum set, thumping, thumping, and the gravel on the ground vibrated with it.
"I have to go out again to see if there is anything left outside!" Martin warned, walked out of the door, and looked around on the platform full of trucks outside to see if there was anything else worth looking in.
take.
The next second, he saw a long motorcade in the distance, with crazy high and low lights alternately signaling his presence.
Looking at the brightly lit military base with red and yellow warning lights flashing continuously, those vehicles immediately stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, splashing a lot of dust, and drove here like crazy.
"Fuck! If you don't come sooner or later, you have to come at this time!" Martin Sanye looked back at the thick metal door that was slowly closing. The closing command of the door came directly from Mikkelsen and was irreversible.
of.
The people coming from the convoy outside were the Adecado branch of the wandering tribe that had escorted the Saints and his party before. After a period of communication, although both sides recognized each other's survival philosophy, they had never made up their minds.
Abandon everything you have and go live on someone else's territory.
But today, that weird atmosphere finally crushed the dignity of the Adeccan people, causing them to give up everything and rush to the Davis Mountain Military Base regardless.
Martin looked at the gate behind him, and then at the convoy that was at least four kilometers away in the distance, and spat on the ground with excessive amounts of heavy metal: "I must owe you something!"
Then the four-meter-tall, one-ton heavy man roared and pushed the trucks to the side. The huge force caused a harsh wailing sound between the tires and the ground floor, leaving black traces there.
In just a minute, Martin cleared a road large enough for cars to pass.
But the convoy in the distance seemed to be in trouble. A bus full of women and children was overwhelmed by the long acceleration, and its cylinder exploded. After a burst of roar, the engine died completely.
Adecado's cars were parked next to them, transporting them as quickly as possible. Some people opened the hood despite the high temperature and tried to make emergency repairs. They were less than one kilometer away from the shelter, so long as they persisted just a little longer.
!
"Damn it! It can't be repaired!" Brian jumped off the bus, kicked the tire and squatted on the ground with his hands on his head in annoyance: "Let them get on another bus!"
At this time, they were close enough to the Davis Mountain Military Base. The sound of the shelter door being permanently closed could be clearly heard over the wireless line. The person in charge of contacting them spoke very quickly and explained the reason why the door was closed.
Instructions come from higher up and they have no control.
"Take them to the shelter first, and pick us up if there's time!" The men and women on the car got off the car. They were the backbone of the homeless, but they were now willing to let their families live.
"Panam, be obedient, we will catch up!" A woman forced the distressed girl in her arms into the car, and then the next child, and then the next child, until the car was filled to the brim and there were more hangings hanging outside.
Enough adults.
The convoy set off again, and those who had no place abandoned all the weapons and maintenance tools they had relied on for survival before, started running on foot and prayed that they could run fast enough.
But their speed was still not fast enough, and the door had already fallen by two-thirds from top to bottom.
This is a gate that is eight meters high. Martin looked at the people running desperately and the vehicles filled with children and the elderly. He sighed, gritted his teeth, and stood under the gate, like Hercules.
, used his own shoulders to resist the eighty-ton door.
This is a collision between metal and metal, a competition between muscle and hydraulic pressure.
The first car whizzed past Martin and drove into the shelter. Then came the second car. Martin saw the frightened little faces in the car and let out an overwhelmed gasp. His back gradually
Bend downward.
A few more cars came, and Martin was bent downward again. When the ninth car arrived, its roof and the bottom of the gate were scratched, and Martin was already on one knee.
The following cars stopped outside the gate in time, and the people inside rushed into the gate with their children and the old man in hand.
At this time, other people inside the door finally reacted. The prosthetic soldiers headed by Tony also entered the super-time flow to grab time. In just a blink of an eye, they dragged several panting wanderers from outside.
Tony was the last one to come in. He sprinted from a distance of fifty meters from the gate and used a rugby player's volley to knock Martin headlong into the gate.
Without Martin's obstruction, the door was finally able to fall smoothly from the top. With the sound of a jet of air as the closed system was completed, the lights inside the entire shelter suddenly changed from flashing red and yellow to green.
The shelter was quiet for half a minute, and then someone suddenly knelt down and cried bitterly. He didn't know why he was crying, but he just wanted to cry.
Not only him, but at this time in shelters all over the world, people were crying uncontrollably, as if they were mourning for the world that was about to pass away, and they seemed to be weeping for those of their kind who could not enter the shelter.
At 23:30, Wang Zhengdao appeared in front of Tang Ji, followed by Mikkelsen.
The three of them remained silent for a while, as if they had nothing to say, and they seemed to still have a lot to say.
"Are you ready?" Mikkelsen asked. Then, without waiting for Tang Ji's answer, he turned to Wang Zhengdao and said, "You can go back now. The next work is not suitable for you to participate."
Wang Zhengdao sighed, hugged Tang Ji, and then hugged Mikkelsen after hesitating: "Then see you after the end of the world?"
Mikkelsen shrugged: "It's definitely not me. You probably won't be able to see my clone."
Tang Ji patted Wang Zhengdao on the shoulder: "Go back, leave it to us."
Wang Zhengdao took one last look, turned around and disappeared. He had returned to the shelter of the Ark Organization.
"Are we going to start?" Vicky asked cautiously, looking at Wang Zhengdao who suddenly appeared, like a frightened little rabbit.
"It's about to begin." Wang Zhengdao nodded, turned around and turned on his music player, and the majestic Symphony of Destiny resounded throughout the shelter.
In the Lost Mountain base, Surte sat obediently next to Wu Qianying and looked around. Alia was chewing her nails nervously, while Chris was lowering her head to shape an ice sculpture, but the ice sculpture itself was in a mess.
"Dr. Wu, what will it be like after the end of the world?" Sirte asked cautiously. He felt that the atmosphere at this time seemed a bit tense.
Wu Qianying looked at Sirte and wanted to explain something, but considering Sirte's background, she could only say: "It is probably similar to the Great Wilderness, except that there are fewer supplies, the air and land are poisonous, and it takes a long time to wait.
to use it normally."
"Oh, then what?" After hearing this explanation, Soult suddenly felt as if the end of the world was nothing to be afraid of.
"Then?" Wu Qianying showed a rare expression of confusion. She didn't know what would happen next. Models are not omnipotent. At this time, she even missed the little bitch of the prophet.
"Knowing this, what will happen next?" Anthony looked at the 100% progress bar in front of him and said calmly, then turned to Anonymous and said: "Start taking action now and seize all the problems you suspect are problematic.
, I would rather kill by mistake than let go, I want absolute order."
"As you wish, Overseer." Anonymous didn't care how much chaos the action would cause. He had lived in a disciplinary force since he was reborn and was used to obeying orders.
"How do we start?" Tangji looked at Mikkelsen who had nothing in his hand and asked, "Do you need me to press a button or something?"
"This is how you imagine the end of the world will start. You press a button, and then boom, civilization ends?" Mikkelsen laughed, and then he actually took out a palm-sized, black, middle
There is a remote control with a big red button: "I fucking guessed it, this is the button you want, press it now."
Tang Ji looked at the remote control that didn't even have an anti-accidental cover, and then looked at Mikkelsen's amused expression, feeling that the other person seemed to be thinking about himself.