Soon, Damian and others returned to the hall and exchanged their findings.
The air conditioner disappeared and became an electric fan. Soon even the electric fan disappeared and became a banana leaf on the table.
The refrigerator disappeared and became a cellar. Although there was still ice in it, it was all wrapped in straw, which looked unhygienic.
The bathroom was in the worst condition. The toilet turned into a big pit, the toilet paper turned into twine, and there was no place to wash hands. Damian was almost smoked out by the smell that stung his eyes, which made him very uncomfortable.
Happy.
"Everyone get out of here, now!"
After a brief exchange, he seemed to suddenly remember something and immediately urged everyone to leave the restaurant, as if something had bitten his tail.
Fortunately, everyone in the team relatively trusted him, so after dragging the 'Dance King' who was still dancing, the group of people ran out of the dark restaurant.
Just a few seconds after they left the room, when they looked back, they could only see a wooden house. It looked like a common hunting cabin in the forest.
The thin walls creaked and sounded like they might collapse at any time.
"Great, we have returned to an era when there was no cement. Is this caused by the enemy we have to face? Damn it..." Sui Zhen couldn't help but start to confide in Fang Fang. The main reason was that she had just
I took out my mobile phone and looked at it, and found that it had turned into a small notepad.
Her father is a violent wolf, which is actually similar to being an orphan. Her financial life is very difficult. Damian gave her this mobile phone, and she always cherishes it.
The result is that it’s gone now? I didn’t feel anything, it’s gone and turned into a pile of waste paper!
How could this not drive her crazy?
Damian looked at the unstable building and motioned for everyone to stay away from the wall over there and go under the tree across the road:
"Don't worry about the phone, just crush it. I'll buy you a new one after everything is settled."
He didn't look back at his teammates' actions, but as if there were eyes behind his head, he guessed their respective reactions.
"Phew! I want to smash something right now." The pale girl took a deep breath and finally controlled her anger.
"There will be a chance, be good." The giant spirit quickly touched the strong girl's back to help her calm down.
Everyone left the fast food restaurant safely. Even if it collapsed next, it would not be a problem. But now this technological regression is affecting reality. Many plans that originally relied on technology will most likely be scrapped.
"Harry, is there any other version of the plan that Deathstroke told you?" The chief pushed the wooden wheels of his wheelchair. Due to the lack of lubrication, he couldn't even push them, so he asked while pushing the wooden wheels of his wheelchair.
His eyes were focused on the armored man aside, seeming to be thinking about the possibilities.
"His plan actually doesn't use any high technology, but without a car, I'm afraid we will have some difficulty in transportation." Harry touched his chin. If the plan is implemented, everyone will need transportation tools now.
.
"Transportation, no problem."
The chief reached out and touched the armored man's thigh, feeling the rich feel of the metal, and smiled:
"I can just build a car that uses primitive power. Fortunately, this is Washington, D.C., and the greenery is always good. We have no shortage of wood. Why are you still sitting around cutting down trees?"
The crowd began to take action, but what they encountered was just a microcosm of all sentient beings on the entire earth. Everyone encountered troubles caused by technological regression, especially those living in high-rise apartments.
Almost as soon as cement technology disappeared, many people died in their sleep. After all, if the cement walls were suddenly replaced with wood, many buildings could not support such a weight.
People in Washington, D.C., may not feel this very clearly because there are not many high-rise buildings here, but at this time, modern big cities such as New York and Gotham are all experiencing similar problems.
It seems that this is just the beginning, as the technologies possessed by mankind continue to regress, and they are quietly replaced by gadgets with similar functions, but more primitive and inferior, just like they are.
First came electrical appliances and buildings, what will come next? No one knows, but Damian and Harley have almost understood that this is a matter of time flowing out.
The enemy we face this time seems to be erasing some key nodes in human history, and the first to bear the brunt is every technological take-off.
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At this time, Deathstroke, who was far away in the world of nesting dolls, was sitting on the floor of DC's warehouse. There were several comic books beside him, all of which were classic first issues.
For example, there is a magazine with a very retro cover, with many words written on it - Is that a bird in the sky? Is it a human? Is it a Superman!
This is the title of the first issue of Superman. Su Ming in his previous life had only heard of this book. If he had a rare opportunity, he would definitely steal it from the display cabinet and take a look.
There was no one in the company, and the security facilities were just toys to the two of them and the monkey. After a brief consideration, they did not rush to find the editor's office, but first visited the display library.
Although the comic book in Su Ming's hands had been stored for too long, making the paper a little fragile, and the backward printing technology at that time made the coloring look like a child's graffiti, and the plot was incomparable with later ones, he still read it.
Very exciting.
This first issue mainly talks about one thing, that is, Superman lifted up a car and saved a child, and then the child and his parents smiled and thanked Superman, and Superman said you're welcome and ended with this.
Of course, what Su Ming lamented was not that the plot setting in the book was too simple, but that it reminded him of reality.
In fact, I don't know since when, people have become accustomed to Superman's existence, and fewer and fewer people thank him, as if his help is a matter of course.
This made Deathstroke see the dark side again, so he was very happy.
Bobo was also sitting on his lap, but he was holding a journal of "Justice League Dark" in his hand. He quickly turned the pages of the book to find the scene where he appeared.
However, after reading dozens of comics from V1 to V3, he found that he hadn't appeared yet and was very angry.
"Is my popularity so low? I am not included in this book."
He shook the comics in his paws and asked the two humans dissatisfied:
"I didn't appear at all. Could it be that I suddenly joined the Dark Zhenglian with a 'pop'? It was just that one day Xiao Dai walked out of the elevator door and entered the underground hall of the Dark Zhenglian, and then he found a gift box at his feet.
, the kind that makes me jump out after she opens it?"
"Well, in a way, it's a bit like it." Mindy was reading the first issue of Batman. At that time, Batman was actually a comedy character: "But if this is a story you have experienced, shouldn't you
Do you know best how you joined the Dark Zhenglian?"
"Hey~~~ Now that I think about it, I can only be regarded as a non-staff member. I have never officially joined the Dark Alliance. Every time I encounter a big event, I am dragged into it by someone. I almost forget that I am even a member.