Narezzano entered the Federation Continent in a physical body, a physical body loaded with three supernatural abilities.
As he uses his body more and more often, Narezano feels that he is much more advanced than human beings. Many times he feels that he is already on the same level as the players, and so does he.
player'!
Players cannot be killed, and so does Narezano; players can change their bodies at will, and so does Narezano; players don't care about this world, because they have another world of their own, and the same goes for Narezano.
He comes from Phoenix City, and his data soul has multiple backups. The consciousness in Narezano's body is only a part of him, and he cannot be killed!
Therefore, Narezzano chose the simplest and most direct one among countless ways, and he appeared in front of Rickard openly and openly.
"Surprise! Mother Fvcker!" Narezzano was wearing a white cowboy suit, a white cowboy hat, and riding a bionic horse with some hair loss. It should have been white and flawless, in line with his temperament.
and identity, but something happened to the transport plane when it was airborne, and a fire broke out in the cabin and burned the artwork.
Ghost directly gave his base in the Svalbard Islands to this young man, which was regarded as a gift for his cooperation with the Rothschild family. After all, an automated factory and some supporting facilities in exchange for a spaceship were considered a gift to Ghost.
A very good deal.
Rickard, who was digging a hole in the wasteland, heard a voice behind him, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his face before looking back.
The bright light shone on Narezzano's white clothes, making it difficult for Rickard to see the other person's face clearly for a while, but just listening to the disgusting voice was enough to bring back the worst memory in Rickard's heart.
Already.
"When they told me that you might come back, I thought they were joking, but now it seems that I was too naive." A smile appeared on Rickard's face, and the smile contained too many emotions.
, so much so that Rickard’s expression was somewhat distorted.
"You know, when I chose you, it wasn't that I had any ill intentions towards you. You were just the 'lucky guy' I randomly selected from a large list of candidates." Narezzano Rose
There was still that condescending greasy feeling in Childer's tone.
The days in Phoenix City made him fully understand that he was born noble and were two completely different species from these mortals.
What if this world is destroyed by players? He is no longer bound to this world. The future of the Celestial Being Organization is the sea of stars!
"Just like I don't care which goose the foie gras I eat that day comes from, I also don't care who you are and where you come from. You just need to provide me with some entertainment between meals."
Rezzano couldn't control his emotions when he spoke. For some reason, he felt disgusted when he saw Rickard's face.
"However, you can't do this little thing well." Narezzano frowned and shook his head, as if he was looking at a hound that had disappointed its owner: "So when I heard that you were lucky enough to survive the Apocalypse,
, I am very unhappy, no one can spoil my happiness and continue to live peacefully."
Rickard watched with some astonishment as Narezzano performed in the sunshine. For a moment, he even thought that he was hallucinating due to heat stroke.
"Is there something wrong with your brain?" Rickard's well-timed doubts greatly angered Narezano, making him furious.
"How dare you look at me like that? How dare you?" Narezano stretched out his hand, and the silver-white prelude on his waist was pointed at Rickard in the blink of an eye.
But Rickard just snapped his fingers impatiently, and the anger in Narezzano's heart suddenly disappeared out of thin air!
"Calm down?" Rickard wiped his hands with the handkerchief, put the hoe on his shoulder and walked towards Narezzano.
At this time, Narezzano, who suddenly lost his emotions, was a little at a loss. He didn't know what happened to him, but after the anger disappeared, he was left with only a feeling of loss, which made him feel...
Nothing can inspire me.
Rickard reached out and took away Narezzano's pistol, then took him off the horse with one hand and placed it in front of him: "Don't you remember what happened between us in the end?"
Narezzano searched his memory blankly and found that he did not remember these things.
"It doesn't matter, I've known for a long time that there's something wrong with your brain." Rickard smiled kindly: "I can help you recall your memories."
Narezzano instinctively felt fear. The fear was so severe that he suddenly fell to the ground as if he had been hit by a bullet, and his whole body began to convulse like an epilepsy.
"It's too late to pretend to be pitiful now, you bastard." Rickard raised the hoe like a real farmer, and then dug down, his movements were experienced and crisp, without any sloppiness.
Poof!
Narezzano's head was smashed to pieces by the hoe, and the splattered brain made the bionic horse snort in dissatisfaction and move to the side.
"Good horse!" Rickard comforted the bionic horse. He took one last look at the cabin where he had lived for several months and the farmland that was about to mature. He sighed with regret, then turned over and looked at the horse.
At a glance at the position of the sun, he was speeding towards the direction of Shelter Zero!
He thought about it, even people like Narezzano were living well, which only proved that the world had not changed at all. Instead of waiting passively, he should take the initiative and try to kill him a few more times in the limited time.
Vault 301——
"Supervisor, we are very grateful for your work during this period. If it were not for your appearance, we would still be debt slaves in the hands of the Hena Committee." A young girl stood in front of Ding Yue, holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand.
Passed it to Ding Yue: "This is a gift from all of us as a tribute to you."
In this era, this bouquet of flowers is absolutely precious. As far as Ding Yue knows, the closest flower origin to Vault 301 should be Rose Valley, a private refuge with only 300 people, where the world is preserved.
The last batch of purebred rose seeds, and in recent times sold 'processed' flowers at a very expensive price.
These treated flowers will become quite resilient and can maintain their blooming period for at least thirty days in a water-free environment, but they cannot be replanted through cuttings.
There were thirty or forty roses in the girl's hand. They might have paid enough food for thirty or forty people for a month in exchange for these flowers, but the girl's sincere tone still made Ding Yue accept this bouquet of flowers as his
A gift before being deported.
"But we don't want to get involved in this war anymore. Mr. Supervisor, please allow me to address you for the last time." The girl looked at Ding Yue with her beautiful big eyes, trying hard to appear innocent and charming: "I'm sorry,
But this time we have nothing to say to you and the War Construction Committee."
Ding Yue didn't know what he was feeling in his heart. First of all, he was sure that he was not as angry as these people thought.
He was originally a small citizen, and if so many accidents hadn't happened that led him to this path, Ding Yue might have made the same choice himself.
Although life in the shelter is poor, it is stable enough. These people, or rather the survivors, do not ask for much. They just want to live and do not want to fight.
There is nothing wrong with this. To be honest, in Ding Yue's heart, this war has nothing to do with these ordinary people. They are just the background of this war.
"Don't be nervous, I won't do anything to you, and I don't plan to make any promises to the Securities Regulatory Commission on behalf of Shelter 301." Ding Yue comforted the girl whose legs were trembling, and then said: "Since you think this is not your war,
, then I wish you good luck in the future. Twenty-four hours after I leave the shelter, the system will conduct a supervisor election. This time, don’t make such a big mistake like last time. Don’t forget Hena.
You chose it yourself."
When the girl heard Ding Yue's words, she bowed deeply to him in shame.
She was specially selected. The girl in the shelter who best suited Ding Yue's aesthetics was a Neon descendant. The men hiding behind her hoped that this face would make the communication less explosive.
After all, Ding Yue actually expelled the Hena Committee. In terms of hard power alone, if Ding Yue is unwilling to give up his rights, then all the survivors in Vault 301 can only oppose it in the Ganges way.
Him
If things really come to that point, I'm afraid everyone's face will look bad.
But finally everything went smoothly, Ding Yue walked away very gracefully, without even looking back, as if the number 301 had become 9 and was just a passerby in his life.
In fact, this is indeed the case. The task given by Dr. Wu Qianying to Ding Yue is to restrict the activities of players. He has done a good job in this regard. There are almost no player groups near Shelter 301, so there is no point in him continuing to stay here.
big.
These survivors who were lucky enough to survive the Apocalypse and the big storm just wanted to live their own small lives behind closed doors, so Ding Yue had no intention of pulling them into the chariot.
Before the Apocalypse, the coalition launched a war against players all over the world. Everyone has seen the final result, which is meaningless.
That's why Ding Yue sent the change of sovereignty that occurred in Vault 301 to Vault Zero before leaving. The response he got from Dr. Wu Qianying was also very simple. Dr. Wu Qianying asked him to go to the Ark organization's refuge and
Waiting there to return to Vault Zero.
Shelter Zero.
"Look at our old friend, if there are no restrictions, maybe in three to six months, we will be able to see the gluttony in the mature stage." Wu Qianying looked at the gluttony fungi in the culture tank that continued to cover an area, and said to
The other Seven Deadly Sins introduced their colleagues.
"You mean the gluttons we saw before were just infancy children?" Wolfgang frowned and looked at the weird things on the fungus carpet with critical eyes, like miniature versions of human limbs.
's tentacles asked.
Every time he sees gluttony, people like Wolfgang feel bursts of physical discomfort.
Gluttony is also the Seven Deadly Sins, but it goes a little further, which makes old people like Wolfgang have to think about where his future lies? What he saw in the greedy memory of the previous generation,
But it didn't make me feel much relieved.
"Are you going to weaponize it and throw it to the mother world?" Mikkelsen moved closer, threw the protein blocks next to the culture tank into the culture tank, and watched as the fungus quickly squirmed to surround and engulf the protein blocks.
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"When the Aztecs resisted the Spanish, they tried to use the most gorgeous feathers to show the bravery of their warriors. Although it didn't work, it was the best way the Aztecs could think of at the time.
"Yes." Wu Qianying said without looking back: "And you Seven Deadly Sins are obviously the most dazzling feathers in this world. If I don't use you as weapons, who else can I use?"
"It doesn't sound like a good metaphor, but I can accept it." Wolfgang muttered, then glanced at Tang Ji not far away, and suddenly laughed: "You are probably that peacock feather."
Tang Ji just smiled and didn't answer. During this time, he had been very calm, so calm that both Wolfgang and Mikkelsen were a little uncomfortable with Tang Ji. He didn't seem to be that happy when he gave people the impression that he was not.
Not happy anymore
Compared to Wu Qianying who devoted herself wholeheartedly to the work of weaponizing gluttony, Tang Ji thought more about how to clean up the other parts of the world that belonged to gluttony before going to the home world.
Wu Qianying once developed a nanovirus against gluttony, and it may be possible now, but obviously all her attention is currently on the counterattack plan.
Moreover, the Amir protozoa carrying the gluttony gene is now spread throughout the Ganges region. It is even used as an export commodity and is sold to other areas by the Ganges people. After all, the Amir protozoa can effectively remove the remaining radiation in the land, and even
It can accelerate the soil solidification process to a certain extent.
It can be called a super beneficial insect. Apart from its scary appearance, even Tang Ji can't find anything wrong with it.
Even if those Amir protozoa secretly collect resources to feed the gluttonous body, humans may not be able to make a break with these bugs at present. Even before the Apocalypse, the coalition forces never fully controlled the Ganges River area, let alone now.
So Tang Ji felt that this matter would probably fall on Tang Anran in the end. All he could do was cooperate with that brat's plan as much as possible.