Such a result will be an absolute nightmare even for the pioneers who respect order more than anyone else.

All things gather under the control of the law of eternity. Every creature, from birth, will be controlled by laws and regulations that are so strict that they will not even let go of the way of breathing.

Before birth, he was already destined to have a lifetime role in the burial field of the factory, including personality, occupation, partner, and even shelf life and service life...

An eternal class was divided among countless parts, and finally, a machine named after the governing bureau was formed.

With solidification and deepening of depth, this distorted order will eventually swallow up all the residue called humans and become an absolute monster.

Completely destroy the present situation and fall into the abyss.

"The crows in the world are really black now."

Russell couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Just as the person trapped in the well was watching another unlucky person who was about to fall.

"How many bombs did the flute player leave you?" he asked.

"Until now, it's still unclear that the Grand Secret has lost control. Before you get attacked, the Rainbow Bridge was destroyed by the rebellion."

William replied: "Now, except for some investigators who are directly under the Pioneer Association, the vast majority of employees are no longer trustworthy.

Russell was slightly stunned, not expecting that the situation had deteriorated to this extent. In the end, he could only sigh softly: "If I had known this, why should I have been there?"

"But who else can bear such a responsibility besides the governing bureau?"

William asked back, unshakable: "Even the worst victory is better than the best failure - even if it happens again, the decision to govern the bureau will not change."

In a brief silence, Russell didn't speak anymore.

It seems to be contemplative.

The expression gradually became gloomy.

"Let me guess..."

Russell's eyes were drooping, without any warmth: "You guys, you guys, shouldn't have prepared in advance, right?"

William, no, the pilot did not answer, but continued: "The sandbox of the regeneration plan has been lowered, the solidification trend has been blocked in London, and the authorities of the entire territory have urgently frozen all authority.

All the crux of the matter was blocked within the headquarters of the General Administration.

So, do what you should do, Russell. "You don't have much time left.

"What, now give me a countdown?"

Russell Moran: "Can't you come out and move your old arms and legs in person?"

"Sorry, we can't do it."

The voice on the phone said, "The existence of the Pioneer Society is itself a firewall of the Sea of ​​Silver. You have fifty-eight minutes to go before our personality and consciousness are completely eroded and dissolved."

"Putting the bomb vest on yourself first is really the moral style of you guys."

Russell finally asked: "Should I say goodbye forever?"

"Farewell, Russell."

They said, "Wish you

You got what you want."

The phone hung up.

In the silence, there is only the wind blowing from the huge and gloomy buildings.

It's like a sarcastic cry.

During the brief wait, Ms. X took out the injection gun from her pocket and replenished a shot of vaccine around her neck, isolating this erosion and infection from the governing bureau.

"After the Grand Secret Circuit went down, the suppression imposed here should have been loosened," she asked, "How is your condition recovering?"

"A little, but not much."

Russell lowered his head and blinked his fingers slightly, and the blood and dirt standing on his clothes disappeared without a trace: "It's enough."

"Then come with me, we have a lot of work.

Ms. x threw the magazine full of numbered curse bullets to him and knocked on the headphones on her temples: "Ai, is the permission taking over? Time is tight, I don't remember that my subordinates are so incompetent."

"Sorry, I am no longer a working employee, but I just cooperate with you for your obligations. You should try less workplace PUA."

On the other side, a disagreeable voice responded in the noisy noise: "Some of the closed monitoring permissions have been obtained, and the emergency passage has been opened.

The entrances are in b4, d2 and d32, and need to pass through several heavily polluted areas, and - an unknown armed squad is approaching you, picking up the enemy in one minute, and getting ready.

She said, "I wish your sunset red tour a good journey."

At that moment, in the distance, there was a harsh sound of the elevator shaft and the gate opening burst out.

The sound of gradual heavy footsteps came from the end of the hallway, becoming clearer and clearer.

Russell tilted his head and smiled politely: "Lady first?"

"Stop this, the time to pay off the debt, Russell." Ms. x glanced at him expressionlessly, and finally warned: "I haven't settled the Brazilian account yet."

Russell shrugged and tried not to argue again.

He just bent down and pulled out a blood-stained fire axe from the corpses on the ground, dragged it, and walked towards the sound of footsteps. He stared at the strange faces that gradually became clear in the darkness.

Then he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Erwuzi is in conflict, right?"

The white-haired man moved his neck and grinned, full of emotion: "I'm so familiar with this."

It was as if the wind of betrayal was blowing again from afar.

The smell of blood floats in the air, the bones of colleagues and friends are burned in the flames, and the cry of hatred and pain echoes in the darkness.

Everything that was once left behind appeared before me again after seventy years.

So clear.

He smiled and speeded up.

Just like when he was in the fallen kingdom of heaven in the past.

With murderous intent and hatred, he walked to the depths of darkness.

"Hello you guys."
Chapter completed!