I give the world destruction and new life

Mikkelsen even looked at the person in front of him with some expectation. After losing the connection with other clones, he was still the same Mikkelsen. Perhaps different experiences would make them each have their own small goals for the time being, but When it comes to players, Mikkelsen's overall strategy will not change.

Since he can end human civilization through the Apocalypse Day, and since he can use the Gray Fields Project to degrade the species on the earth by himself, he doesn't mind doing it again.

If a choice had to be made, Mikkelsen would not hesitate to destroy the world again, reduce the number of human individuals to less than 100 million, and conduct absolute supervision, so as to prevent the possibility of players infiltrating into this world.

So, when Vaughan woke up again, he just watched with cold eyes, waiting for the possible outcome.

Mikkelsen watched as Vaughan opened his eyes and looked around at the surrounding environment. Then his eyes suddenly became a little panicked. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything because the effect of the medicine was still taking effect.

But just the moment he saw the other person's eyes, Mikkelsen knew that the soul of that idiot was still contained in this skin, not some high-dimensional consciousness from the mother world.

At this moment, Vaughn finally saw Mikkelsen standing aside. He stretched out his finger, and his eyes contained expectations. Those eyes were so complicated that outsiders could not understand what Vaughn wanted to express.

"Who are you?" Vaughn finally asked a question, hoping to get the answer he wanted from the other party.

He expected that maybe it was his own problem that caused the descendant not to respond to him, maybe the companion had succeeded.

During the ten years in the refuge, Vaughn may have already forgotten his original intention of becoming an Adventist. The refuge is not a garden of Eden, nor is it a paradise. It is a closed, prison-like space where tens of thousands of people live. Life depends on supply-based materials, and the energy used is limited for equipment maintenance considerations.

In such an environment, people who have faith in their hearts, or people who have expectations for the future, can always live a little easier, and concepts like the descendants can change the status quo of human beings and punish those who turned the world into hell. , became the last firmness in Vaughan's heart.

The more wasted he lived in the refuge, the stronger his longing for this obsession in his heart became.

But now, his desire to become a body has come to nothing, and all expectations are placed on that companion.

"Didn't your descendant respond to you?" Mikkelsen asked with a smile. He was indeed in a good mood. What could prove that he is a winner?

He defeated those players who claimed to be high-dimensional creatures alone, alone!

Vaughan looked at Mikkelsen's face, his brain was still dazed by the previous drug, and he didn't understand the meaning of the other's words at all, but the Valentino who was using tools to pry the door outside the door was creating more and more troubles. The louder the noise, all this made Vaughan's persistence collapse.

Mikkelsen reached out and patted Vaughn's face, then turned and walked to the sealed door and opened it.

Vaughan saw that outside the door, Guswarta, who was covered with frost, was already standing there, holding a weapon in his hand. The strange thing was that he didn't feel frightened by it. On the contrary, he felt a sense of relief. .

Guswarta pointed the gun directly at Mikkelsen's head, looked at the two corpses in the afterlife bar and asked, "Who can tell me what the hell happened here! Why is my guide running away alone? Got here first?"

"I guess your guide is crazy. He came here alone and started killing people. I subdued him." Mikkelsen said without changing his face, and then gave way to Guswarta to let him come. deal with it.

Guswarta glanced at the guard, and the other party just smiled at him indifferently, unlike someone who had just experienced a battle, he was too calm: "Take him under control first."

Mikkelsen raised his hands indifferently, and let the other party bind his hands with nylon buckles. He didn't care about his identity, as long as he entered the refuge, he would change his identity and hide again when he turned around.

"Take that traitor to the VIP room, and we'll have a good talk." Guswarta pointed to Vaughn, who was still lying on the ground with dazed eyes, and asked Mikkelsen, "What's wrong with him? You Broken his mind?"

"He took a kind of medicine himself. I don't know what it is, but he should still have it in his pocket." Mikkelsen is playing the role of a conscientious guard at this time, although he has been too arrogant just now. It's gone, but for a person like him, there must be something to count on, isn't it time-consuming?

Guswarta forced the anger in his heart, turned around and walked towards the VIP room of the Afterlife Bar, but when he passed by the bar, he saw the empty bottle of black brand whiskey that he had just finished drinking, and his heart skipped a beat. tight.

Although the Valentino Refuge has its own wine brewing center, in order to feed the tens of thousands of people, the annual output is very limited, and the crops used to brew wine are basically the products of the Gray Tina project.

Those things are not delicious in themselves, and the final product obtained when brewing wine is also bitter and unpalatable, which feels like drinking shoe polish.

Moreover, the Valentino gang has their own intelligence channels, and their people are spread across all walks of life. They have a very special piece of intelligence on this special black-label whiskey, which can prove that the Mr. An unknown drink that suddenly disappeared in one day.

But Guswarta didn't make a fuss, he just walked into the VIP room, briefly interrogated Vaughan, and ended him with a single shot.

Although the Anti-Valentino Refuge is difficult for outside forces to infiltrate because of its special group, but Guswarta has not forgotten the Church of the Adventist, it was the first one who dared to invade the night The 'brave' of the city's underground forces.

Of course, they ended up proving how stupid they were with dead bodies.

So after confirming that this matter is related to the descendant, that is, the player, and the security guard who was controlled may be Mickelson's person, Guswarta put out the anger in his heart, and he has no right to be angry. .

In fact, if they hadn't already finished most of the journey, Guswarta would have turned around and returned to the shelter, and would go to the Heywood shelter to deal with the separatist tendencies there after everything settled down.

But now, that Mikkelsen's agent is outside, Guswota can only bite the bullet and continue with his plan, pretending that he knows nothing about what happened here, he definitely doesn't want to be with such a person, such things are related.

Not at all!