Apocalyptic Forecast

Late at night, Kyoto National University, your hotel.

In the resident of the Ivory Tower communication team, the innermost, luxurious independent suites are isolated by layers of laws, excluding all prying eyes.

Under the dim light, the conversation has been going on for a long time.

"...Professor Miyamoto's mental state is still not stable."

Isaac rubbed his sore eyebrows and reported to the school council on the other side: "A few days ago, I had informed the Yingzhou branch of the Jurisdiction Bureau. But they remained silent about this and have never had an official response. It just said that he did not want to get involved in the struggle between the public and martial arts, and also hoped that we could maintain our position and not let the situation be too chaotic."

In mid-air, Russell’s projection nodded slowly: "You have been in Yingzhou, you may not have received a notice-in order to prepare for the battle between the worlds in the next two to three years, a temporary special project between the bureau and Wuchang The meeting will be held in a week.

Before the meeting started, no one might know what the final result would look like.

Under such circumstances, it is not surprising that the Yingzhou branch made conservative decisions. "

He paused for a moment and continued, "As for Professor Miyamoto, you don't need to worry. As far as I know, the Nakajima who served in the Continuing College has already negotiated with the decision-making room.

Miyamoto is a student he cultivated by himself, and he cannot let go. "

Isaac heard it, and his expression was a lot easier.

Since the creator, Nakajima, has come forward, at least Miyamoto Kenichiro's personal safety can be guaranteed at a basic level.

No matter how bad the situation is, with his presence, Miyamoto does not need to worry about life worries, not even formal trials.

The existence of every scholar is very precious to the current situation, not to mention the geneticist who can guarantee the continuation of the race like Miyamoto.

If necessary, the Survival Institute will take him to the headquarters for this reason and keep it forever to continue his research life and continue to contribute to the present situation.

"But this alone is not helpful to the status quo. The future existence of Shencheng itself has made the entire inner circle of Tambo very unstable."

The vice-chancellor said solemnly: "Prior to this, the president of Kyoto University told me privately that he was worried that this would be another repeat of the Feuerbach incident."

"Don't worry, Isaac." Russell replied confidently: "Isn't this already our ace teacher, the classical music master Huai Shi is responsible for handling it?"

The Vice-Chancellor's expression was even more severe: "Frankly speaking, this is not responsible for the life of Huai Shi, but also irresponsible for the inner circle of Tambo.

Principal, you should have more reliable candidates. "

Russell couldn't help laughing, "Don't always be so rigid, Isaac, you have to have some confidence in my secretary... Um, although sometimes he does like chaos, but so far, nothing has happened. Big problem? Maybe a miracle will happen by then."

"A miracle is nothing more than an accident of the survivor's deviation."

Isaac refuted indifferently: "Mr. Principal, scholars only believe in the law."

"Hey, so, that's why you can't always break through the creator. Isaac, if you hold such a concept, the more you learn, the more your cognition is bound by predecessors . No matter how many degrees you have, it’s just a shackle."

"I think we have debated this issue many times." Isaac replied coldly: "I don't think there will be any results this time."

"Okay, okay... you always make sense, I said, but how are you?"

Russell shook his head and sighed. After thinking for a moment, he replied seriously: "I know what you want to say, but unfortunately, before the dust has settled, the tower of ivory can not easily show its position-so if you can't see it anymore, just How about giving him a little help?"

Isaac frowned and tried to speak, but was interrupted by Russell waving his hand.

"Just be the task given to you by the principal, my deputy principal, how about trying to get along with your colleagues? At least please try to tolerate my secretary.

Otherwise, if you spread the word, my principal will be embarrassed. "

"..."

After a long silence, Isaac finally responded: "I know, if necessary, I will."

"Isn't it alright! Everyone gets along in harmony and has a bright future."

Russell clapped his hands, smiled, and was about to speak. Then he saw Isaac's expression stagnating, and his eyes suddenly looked into the distance.

"what happened?"

"Just now, the timing has rippled again. I'm afraid the beacon will be touched again."

Isaac frowned: "Nineteenth."

Among the heavenly genealogy, the sacred mark of the Road of the God's Heart is probably the deepest combination with the present situation. All the sacred marks are developed around the present situation.

As the fifth order of the Road to the God's Essence, the legendary incarnation of Kronos, the **** of time, on the ground, Isaac keenly perceives the change that affected the entire Kyoto at that moment.

On the timeline of nothingness, the nineteenth abnormal branch point appeared-

"I'm afraid it's an illegal time jump," he said.

"... really desperate."

After a long silence, Russell understood with emotion: "That'Feuerbach's Dead Soul' may not want to see the previous events happen again?

Let the once heroes sacrifice to this degree again and again... Nowadays the ruling bureau is becoming less and less ridiculous, and no matter how good or bad the bureaucracy is, there must be a limit. "

"Do you know the inside story?" Isaac asked.

"Yeah, after all, the meeting between the decision-making room and the senior leaders of Green Day was facilitated by me. I really lost a big old face for me."

Russell shrugged, "The situation was even worse than it is now. The friction between the Astronomical Society and Green Day continued, and it was almost out of control.

Fortunately, although everyone was reluctant at the end, in order to avoid the outbreak of a comprehensive conflict and maintain the stability of the current situation and the border, he still signed his contract with his teeth-after all, there is only one in the current situation. .

I remember at that time, it was the young man who stood up on his own behalf, representing the sincerity that Green Day was willing to pay for the current situation, and took the initiative to go to the bureau.

After all, it is a rare Rainbow Bridge resonance physique. Both its ability and identity are enough to be valued by the decision room, so it was once hailed as a symbol of peace.

Oops, you didn't see it, Peren's incompetent anger at the time.

I don’t know if I can’t bear my own son to make such a big sacrifice for false peace, or is it because the child I raised by myself chose to go to the governing board?

The scene was really...very exciting! "

Isaac froze for a long time and asked in a puzzled way: "But even if this is the case, I am afraid I won't be trusted?"

"Who said no? It's just flattering on both sides."

Russell expressed pity, "The governing bureau will prevent you from being a spy of Green Day, and Green Day will treat you as a traitor to the Astronomical Society. The situation is hard for anyone.

Under that circumstance, it still took pains to go for the hybrid race and fight for the rights and interests, but it also led to the official meeting between the leaders of the mixed race refugees at the time and the American official. It can only be said that it is not easy. And the elements of destruction. "

"You mean "Feuerbach incident"?"

"Yeah, after all, it is the most tragic loss of the American pedigree in the past fifty years, and it is also when the entire America is closest to hell. The most dangerous time is only one step away from the deepening of the United States...

Since then, there are no more pedigrees presently willing to bless those who are beastly. "

Speaking of which, Russell raised his hand, rubbed his old face, and sighed sadly, "Okay, stop talking about these sad old things.

Now let’s talk about something promising? Let’s say that our ace teacher, Huai Shi, who is saving Tambo’s inner circle, how is his progress now? "

When he said that, the old man's eyes were full of anticipation.

And Isaac's expression became incomprehensible.

"What's the matter?" Russell couldn't wait, urging: "Don't you call the Dragon Flute all the time? Don't sell it, let me see how he progresses?"

In the long silence, the Vice President raised his hand expressionlessly.

Between five fingers, the projection of Xuanlong flute unfolds.

The world's largest abyssal mirror silently changed direction, slowly rotated from the border, entered parameters, adjusted coordinates, aligned with the current situation, and then quickly locked the teacher of an ivory tower in an instant.

In this way, the picture is enlarged and then enlarged...

Unclear images emerge, and there is a noisy sound from the other end like a tsunami.

It seems that countless people are roaring and shouting excitedly.

And as the gamblers watched, a handsome face slowly emerged from the picture, with an excited smile, and all the hands pushed all the chips to the center of the table.

"——ALLin!"

He even threw a bet and put all on one hand.

Soon, with the change of his fingers, the bottom card showed up, and the combination with the public card, exactly the same suit, completely pushed the fanatic atmosphere to the climax.

5, 6, 7, 8, 9!

"Straight flush!!!"

In an instant, among those ecstasy calls, I do not know how many faces on the gaming table lost their blood color, turned into pale, and heard the desperate mourning deep inside.

With only this set of cards, the victory or defeat of up to 300 million US dollars was finalized, laying the pinnacle of being difficult to replicate tonight!

For a time, the atmosphere of the entire casino seemed to be ignited.

A well-deserved king descended on this land~www.ltnovel.com~ In the respectful eyes, the young man's face seemed to be coated with a bright golden light.

That's exactly what the new generation of gambling gods looks like!

But the room was silent.

In the long silence, Russell scratched his head, puzzled: "Who is this?"

Isaac replied expressionlessly: "Paperless."

"What is he doing?"

"Playing cards."

So Russell asked blankly: "What about our ace teacher Huai Shi?"

"...In saving the inner circle of Tambo."

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