"So, the head is not only alive and well, but has now woken up from his dream, but we don't know where he is now or what condition he is in." The saint tried to get enough information from Anne's story, but his
The brain cannot process so much information at one time.
First of all, the appearance of lust, one of the Seven Deadly Sins, is a big event in itself. As witnesses of the entire war, the members of Tang Ji's team know the Seven Deadly Sins far better than others.
Even though Annie has been acting very 'decadent' and easy-going, she is still one of the seven original sins. In theory, they are all the same as Tang Ji, who can change the world or destroy it.
As for the information about Tangji told by Anne, it is even more unacceptable.
"So, Tang Anran is in charge now?" The saint finally asked slowly in a tone that did not dare to speak loudly for fear of shocking the world.
Everyone in the conference room looked at me and I looked at you. No one knew what to say. They had all seen Tang Anran. After all, he was the son of the boss. When Tang Ji carried Tang Anran back to Edward's shabby apartment,
Each of these people had visited each other's little Jiji.
There is such a friendship, so it becomes even more awkward.
First of all, what kind of power does Tang Anran have now, and what level of superhuman is he, so that he can control Tang Ji's dream from a distance, throw him out when he says, and take away some of his authority?
Take away some of his authority.
Is laziness the only thing that doesn't appear in the Seven Deadly Sins?
When the saint put forward this hypothesis, almost everyone nodded silently. After all, it has been almost thirty years since Tang Anran was born. He has not walked a single step by himself, and the total time he has been awake probably does not exceed
One hundred hours.
Is there anyone who is more suitable for lazy people than him? No one!
"An Ran didn't tell you where he threw his father?" Anthony, as the oldest person, asked this question for the others.
"No, I'm afraid he doesn't want Tang Ji to get involved in our fight anymore, right?" Annie smiled bitterly. She could still feel Tang Anran's vague sense of alienation towards her.
"Tang Anran is still on the moon, at Jinghai Base, next to Mikkelsen." Miwako frowned. She was the one with the most overall view of the group. After more than 20 years of getting along, without Tang
Under the intervention of Ji and Wu Qianying, the entire team members have become accustomed to Miwako's will being the leading one.
"With our current strength, I'm afraid we can only try to find the head. As for the moon, I don't know if we will have the chance to go to the moon in this life." Ethan raised his head and looked in the direction of the sky. Although there was a metal ceiling there, Yi Sen
Sen still seemed to see the dust filling the stratosphere.
Although the intensified storms on the Apocalypse did not cause the emergence of nuclear winter, they still increased the particulate matter in the stratosphere dozens or hundreds of times. It even changed the refractive index of the atmosphere to a certain extent. When the weather is clear at night, even
A frosted glass feeling visible to the naked eye can be found.
In the atmosphere, low-altitude aircraft have not been affected much for the time being. However, no one knows what new challenges they will face when flying at high altitudes or even returning to space.
At this time, Soult raised his hand, just like his habit when he wanted to speak. Seeing everyone looking at him, Soult asked: "Why are you all so serious? Tangji doesn't need you."
Take care of him, even if you throw him into the sea safely, he can only swim and eat sashimi for a few more days, right? Are you worried about his safety? "
Hearing what Soult said, a group of strong men who were accustomed to sheltering the entire shelter suddenly realized that they were the same people who were protected under his wings back then.
In this world, who can hurt the head? Impossible
"So what's for dinner tonight? Is there anything that's not from the Gray Fields? I've had enough of those things. Unfortunately, I still have a big box of chewing gum on the Moonlight Gold. I don't know where that ship is now.
"How is Mr. Foreman?" Soult muttered, but his attention was immediately diverted: "What! You also have pure natural corn? Apples, grapes? And chocolate?
?I shouldn’t have waited for you, Aunt Anne, I was so stupid.”
"Shut up!"
"Mr. Tang Ji, from the current point of view, we do not have the ability to repair this ship. The entire propeller blade is cracked. This is a specially hardened metal. It is formed in one piece when it comes out. There is no other option except the overall replacement.
Way." A man with gray hair but a handsome body stood next to Tang Ji, looking at the exposed propulsion system of the big ship.
The other party's name is Wilson Bautista, who was a ship maintenance engineer here before the Apocalypse Day. To be able to pick up such a talent can only be said to be favored by the goddess of luck. Not only has he survived the Apocalypse Day and the big storm, but he has not yet survived.
Forget everything about yourself.
After gathering nearby survivors in the port area, Tang Ji is working to restore order in the area. He first ensured that the survivors regained access to labor in exchange for food, which is what this land currently lacks most.
Facts have proved that a stable and fair food distribution channel can restore the order of human civilization as quickly as possible.
Tang Ji could only be glad that he did not sleep for a hundred years. It was only twenty-five years after the end of the world and the older generation was not dead yet. If it had been fifty or one hundred years after the end of the world, the whole process would not have been so smooth.
"With all due respect, even if the blades of this ship have cracks, this may be the best ship in the world. Even before the Apocalypse, I have never seen a more exciting ship than this. There is no ship in this sea.
It is a man-made object that is faster than you, and it does not require any maintenance at all." Wilson looked at the Moonlight Gold with some obsession.
After experiencing the torment of a big storm, there were not even a decent tree on the surface, and the land was severely desertified. The entire land seemed to be nothing but sand. Even for planting, they had to dig three feet into the ground before they could see the real soil.
So for many people, just looking at this big ship is a pleasure.
"I need it to drive all the way back to the Federation." Tang Ji said lightly: "After helping you restore order here."
"Yes, the Federation. You are a Federation citizen. You will have to go back there sooner or later, but now we really can't help you repair the ship." Wilson was a little embarrassed. The changes Tang Ji had brought to this area were visible to the naked eye.
It can be seen that they have nothing to give back.
With the efforts of hundreds of people, the entire port has been visibly cleaned up. Because it is close to the coastal area, monsoon rains occasionally bring rainfall. The soil desertification here is not that serious, but it is highly salinized.
However, the gray field project crops developed by Mikkelsen are also very favorable to saline-alkali soils, and the impact on yield is very small.
Under Tang Ji, the survivors, headed by Captain Geraint, have established a post-war reconstruction committee. The members are mainly people who have reached adulthood before the Apocalypse. They are committed to restoring the East China Sea of Australia to what it was about 180 years before the Apocalypse.
At that time, Australia had just begun to be colonized, and the exiled ancestors were also building their own homes.
After the port cleanup was completed, the first order issued by Captain Geraint and the others was to expand the scale of agricultural production.
Although the season is no longer suitable for sowing food, just restoring the landform and building a windbreak wall is enough for this group of people to catch up for a while.
With the recovery of this port, free traders who were capable of self-protection gradually came to hear the news. Not only did they bring some supplies that were not available in the stronghold, but they also reported that order was being re-established here and there was a large ship at the same time.
The news spread.
Of course, the name Tangji is more widely spread.
Although more than twenty years have passed since the Apocalypse, and the old world has turned into a broken dream, there are still people who remember the name Tang Ji.
Naturally, these news reached the ears of Keio, who was defeated. As the most powerful group of local predators, Keio himself was a complicated person.
He hates the old people, but is full of appreciation for the civilization they created. Privately, Kaio is an artist, and he loves to collect all kinds of art from before the Apocalypse.
Keao felt that he could feel the love of the creators for the old world and the beauty of the old world from these works of art.
He is contradictory and emotional, and to the outside world, Kaio is a conqueror and manager who speaks the truth.
Kaio will kill every one of them just because he disagrees, until all the predators under his command learn to obey.
Kaio has always been the most powerful individual in the world he has known. He is as fast as a galloping horse and as strong as an ox. He can easily throw his competitor into the air more than ten meters high and watch him fall.
die.
Ordinary bullets hitting his body would only leave a shallow mark, which would disappear within a breath.
As long as Kaio can remember, he has been far stronger than other people he has seen, but he did not meet many people when he was a child. He ate up every grain of food in his hiding place, including of course his flesh and blood.
The same parents, except that the mother was given voluntarily, and the father
When he thought of his father, Kaio frowned. He didn't like his father. He was an irritable and unstable man. No, he had no right to say that he was a man.
In Keio's memory, his father has always played the role of a tormentor and oppressor, occupying the best position in the small shelter, eating the most food, and leaving only scraps for them.
Kaio had remembered the way the other person looked at him countless times. The eyes were as fierce as a wolf, as if he was looking at food.
Sometimes he would wonder if he ended up on this path because of that look. His mother dedicated herself so that he could have a full stomach and have the strength to end that man's life.
If possible, Kaio would prefer that he could change the order, so that his mother might not have to make sacrifices. But things are unpredictable, and Kaio, who was only six years old at the time, could only choose this.
This incident has shaped him into what he is today. Kaio can't complain about anything. He just doesn't adapt to the fact that he is no longer the strongest person, so he is complaining.
After writing this, Keio closed the diary. He didn't think there was anything wrong with calling himself in the third person in the diary. Alston had said before that many great people in the old world called themselves that, such as LeBron.
James
"Tell me, how much do you know about Tangji?" Kaio looked down at the trader who had been kneeling on the ground for a long time, and asked softly: "Tell me everything you know, I can consider it.
Don’t let them eat you.”
The ones Kaio described were a few predators with severely mutated bodies, sprouted canine teeth, and severe protrusion of the gums.
Even the leader of the predators, Kaio himself, doesn't know how these subordinates can evolve convergently, but in short, their physical mutations are consistent.
Keo was very interested in this change. They had discussed this topic when Alston was still there, and Keo now called these subordinates predator hounds.
Their sense of smell and physical strength have been greatly enhanced. It can be said that all of them are good hounds. Keio has never seen what a real dog looks like, but through Alston's description, he feels that these people are the best hounds.
.
The businessman was so frightened that his two sides trembled, but Kaio did have a reputation of never breaking his promise, which became his last life-saving straw: "Tang Ji was the most powerful person in the world before the Apocalypse. He was one of the Seven Deadly Sins.
His rage is the player’s biggest enemy, the culprit that destroys the world, and the beginning of the Apocalypse.”
Wow!
Kaio suddenly left his seat, pulled the businessman up, and glared angrily: "What you said is true!"
"I've heard about it too." The businessman was so frightened that he peed directly: "Before the Apocalypse, I only read about him in the news. As for whether it is true, I don't know!"
Kaio threw the businessman back to where he was, and sat back on his throne, which was made of old human bones and reinforced with concrete, and began to think.
He has always regarded himself as the leader of the new human race and the strongest person in the world, but now Tang Ji sounds like the old world version of him. Maybe this is some kind of recruitment?
Keao thought for a moment, called some of his most trusted subordinates, and asked them to drive further south and west to unite other raider tribes.
"Let's just say that Kaio, as the King of the New Humanity, summoned them to fight against the King of the Old Humanity who came from the big ship. If they don't come, Kaio will fight them first to gather strength." Kaio imitated himself.
The content in the few books I had read sent a message: "But if they are willing to come, Keao is willing to share everything he has, including land and food."
The businessman's eyes suddenly widened. What kind of world is this?
