Gene of Brilliant City 13 Division

Chapter 1447 Fight!Master and Apprentice 14

Society is a huge melting pot, and the melting pot itself needs bearing capacity, bearing capacity, and temperature. The temperature can only be higher and higher to dissolve all metal lumps, form a molten liquid, and fill up the melting pot. When the temperature reaches its peak, society is formed. At this time, the temperature is too high or too low, or the furnace itself is dissolved together, or the cooled metal block returns to a solid state.

What color is the future?

What you see is just like a furnace, hot and steaming, with a pungent metallic smell everywhere.

Everything you see, think and know will eventually disappear in this melting pot!
What I want to explain is just a concept, or an effect. Your life, your career, your emotions, everything you expect will become a part of the melt. The ridiculous thing is that people are always stupid.

People have built the huge melting pot of society time and time again, and the melting furnace is overturned again and again. When the melting furnace is overturned, the molten liquid released will swallow everything, and finally leave a hard and dark condensation on the ground. The only thing that can't go away is the howling all over the sky.

Those who are vigilant, don’t try to build a layer-by-layer society. A stable society should not only have one form, one model, and one structure. How to build all these, please refer to geology, pressure and Time coexists and becomes a proportional relationship.

I believe you can find the answer. Humans have failed in the melting pot society time and time again. Please stay vigilant and pay attention at all times. Once the melting pot is overturned, everything will return to the source.

The last thing I want to say is that you may not be able to change everything, but just like geology, pressure is directly proportional to time. If you have time, please remember that time is a good thing. As time goes by, it produces a stronger bearing capacity, geology is so wonderful!
What the land can carry will increase over time, and time is the catalyst!
BY - Destroyer of Worlds

X stood quietly on the street, looking at a booklet from a small book stand on the ground floor.

"Sir, it only costs 5 cents. This is something from many centuries ago, and it is valuable for collection."

X unhurriedly took out 100 yuan from his pocket and handed it to the boss. His eyes were a little serious and he looked extremely angry. The boss was a little embarrassed because there was no change.

"keep the change."

X put away the booklet in black leather cover, with the words "Destroyer of Worlds" printed on it. The memories of the past are constantly waking up. He really didn't expect that he would see the destruction of the world in such a small market on the bottom floor. author's remarks.

Crazy, paranoid, madman in the scientific world, topic figure in the public opinion circle, X laughed loudly and walked quickly through the street.

In X's eyes, the Destroyer of the World is more like a vigilant standing on the edge of human society and watching human society. He warned mankind time and time again, until that disaster dragged the invincible human beings into the abyss.

Looking at the brand-new streets and the laughing crowd, X closed the booklet, carefully put it in his arms, and clenched his fists.

"It's a smart way to prolong the lifespan of human beings, delay the time when the furnace is knocked down, and start planning the countermeasures after the furnace is knocked down. You guys are really good, so good that I am surprised."

X pressed his forehead, and the memory had begun to recover. He enjoyed walking on the street, enjoying all the pleasure brought by the recovered memory. He stepped into the alley, took out the pamphlet, and raised a hand , took off the black leather gloves, revealing a pair of mechanical hands, the fingertips sprayed light blue gas, and soon the booklet was burned.

"It's better to seal up these useless memories at this stage, after all, it will affect my decision-making! Just enjoy the day first."

"what are you doing!"

A person shouted at the entrance of the alley, and immediately shouted, someone set fire, X immediately put on his gloves, and ran quickly.

After 10 minutes, X found an opportunity to sneak into a house in the back street, avoiding the surrounding crowd. He stood behind the door and looked sideways at the people running past the window. There have indeed been arsonists recently. , but X is very clear that the target of these arsonists is the Hillman family.

"Oh, there are already guests!"

A woman in tulle pajamas came out of the room, she looked at X with a smile.

"Sorry, I went to the wrong door."

As X was about to leave, the woman rushed over and blocked the door.

"Since you're here, I don't care if you're an arsonist or anything, you're a guest when you enter the door."

The woman's enchanting hands were spread on X's chest, and a cunning flashed in her eyes.

X took out 200 yuan, and the woman leaned on X's shoulder after putting it away.

"Guest, this service costs 1 yuan."

X's eyes widened, the woman had completely wrapped herself up, and she opened the corner of the door.

"Let's have fun, guest, I can give you any service, just."

"It's too expensive, you're only worth 50 yuan at most."

The woman shook her head.

"It's true that there are at most 50 at a time, or even less than 50. It's just that you can only be slaughtered by me now, and if you don't decide, I will call someone."

X took out a stack of money from his pocket, and was helped into the back room by the woman with a smile, but at this time X seemed to think of something.

"If you are willing to do me a small favor, I can give you more than 1 yuan. Well, I will send you to heaven first!"

The woman giggled.

"can you!"

Located in District 118 on the ground floor, this is a fringe block. In a factory building of quarry workers, people gathered. Today is the morning of January 1, just after 3 o'clock, these people gathered here .

Some people came here last night, while others came early this morning. The voices in the warehouse seemed a little noisy, and amidst the noise, there was anger. These large and small gangs came from various areas at the bottom.

They came here today because they were summoned by a mysterious person who said that they would find a way to get rich. It only depends on whether they dare to do it. I have also guaranteed that this matter is absolutely safe and will not involve legal issues. Do it slowly and you'll be fine.

Many people came here with a skeptical attitude. The most powerful organization among them is Red Tide. The leader of the gang, Porter, has been on the streets since he was more than 10 years old. He is brave and ruthless. The mutant, who is just 25 years old now, already has nearly 1000 men under his command.

"What's the noise!"

With Potter's roar, everyone in the factory fell silent in an instant. The large and small organizations that came here have all been entrenched at the bottom for a long time, relying on many black or gray industries to live.

Drugs, women, and gambling are the three pillar industries that these large and small organizations are currently engaged in. There are a total of 139 gangs, and many of them are hostile because of interest issues.

In recent years, many large and small gangs have been wiped out directly. Weapons are something that these gangs are determined not to touch. Before, many gangs were still doing it after the city explicitly banned weapons. They all knew the end result. The whole gang directly They were tortured and killed, and no one survived.

Everyone knows that Congress sent people to do it. Nowadays, most of their business relies on gambling and women. The risk of drugs is too high, which can easily cause problems. Only some small gangs are still doing it, but the output I dare not mention it.

Potter looked around angrily. The mysterious people who summoned them hadn't come yet. At this time, a masked man in black tights came in, followed by a masked man in the same attire. They were all carrying heavy boxes in their hands. Many people were wondering what was inside, and many people realized that they might be weapons.

"Okay, everyone, thank you for being here."

The leader of the man in black said, Potter keenly felt that the matter was not simple. This is the mine of the Hillman family. the family itself.

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For a moment, all the people present widened their eyes, and the leader of the gang who was still teasing that if it was a weapon, he would directly kill them also shut up.

The large boxes on the table were filled with banknotes.

"real or fake?"

Someone casually walked over suspiciously, picked up a wad of money, and the moment he held it in his hand, the man took out a gun and pointed it at the man in black.

"No matter what you want us to do, you should know the principle of not revealing your wealth, and who are we! Hahahaha."

In an instant, a large number of gang organizations directly blocked the surrounding doors, took out their guns, and aimed at the man on the stage. The man was not panicked at all with the gun on his head.

Porter casually estimated that 10 boxes of money would have at least three or four hundred million. Such a huge sum of money is placed here. It would be a fool not to grab it. Porter also winked at his subordinates.

A group of gang leaders walked up with a smile, grabbing the money inside.

However, in an instant, with a gust of airflow visible to the naked eye, the heads of the gang leaders were directly cut off.

In an instant, many men in black appeared around the warehouse, accompanied by slanted bullets. However, at this moment, everyone obediently raised their hands and did not intend to resist. Potter's eyes widened. So many high-level mutants , a few of them were still mutants who could use red particles, and the audience fell silent instantly.

Accompanied by the corpses of the leaders who fell to the ground, the leader of the man in black said with a smile.

"These 8 guys died because they thought they were stronger than us. Don't know if we have the ability to put money in front of you and not have the ability to deal with you? Well, you hurry up and choose a successor, the boss stays , the rest of you, you can go back."

In a short while, there were 139 bosses, 8 of which were to replace the successor bosses who had just been killed.

Potter stared at the money quietly, the only thing he could think of was usury.

At this time, a tall leader named Batu with braids came over.

"Usury?"

The leader of the man in black clapped his hands and looked at the man approvingly.

"The funds are provided by us, and the lending business is carried out by you, we 7 you 3!"

The leaders present were a little upset for a while, but soon the leader of the man in black laughed.

"Any comments?"

Many people nodded in agreement. They were also doing usury, but they didn't have that much money in their hands. Even life was a bit difficult. They had a large number of people to support, and they also wanted to give benefits to the local administrators.

"You see for yourself, we don't care how much you earn or lose, the minimum is 100 million, and you need to pay us 50 a month, and the remaining [-]% ​​will be returned at the end of the year."

Everyone was stunned for a moment. They had to pay 840 million yuan a year, and even if they made enough loan sharks of 1000 million yuan, they could only earn 60 yuan.

"Okay, you can start taking the money. Don't think you can escape. We can make you disappear without leaving a trace, including your family members. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

The bosses are still hesitating, but earning 60 yuan a year is already a huge sum of money for them, and the more they do, the more they earn.

Many bosses only dared to take 100 million. Potter stared quietly. It is a good thing that this kind of blood-sucking method can make a profit, but the risk is also multiplied.

The annual income of many organizations is only 10 at most. Under the guidance of some men in black, many people were told to leave after counting the money, and they will come to collect the bill on the 3rd of next month.

"If there is not enough part, you can use everything of the user as collateral. How you do it is up to you. Remember it, don't forget, starting from today on the 3rd of every month, if you do well, the amount will increase. Gao, we can also give you a part of the bonus, as for the bonus issue, we will discuss it next year."

Porter smiled, and directly ordered 500 million. Many people looked at him in surprise, and the leaders of some organizations also ordered several million. Porter already understood what the other party wanted to do. Some areas are still under construction, and many businessmen are investing. As long as you target those businessmen and take their assets through usury, you can make money no matter what you do.

There are nearly 1000 million people at the bottom, and most of them are short of money. They can easily create a profit of more than 1000 million within a month.

Frye stood quietly on the long slope at the gate of the Seminary of God, staring at the dazzling artificial sun in the east. His skin was pale, his lips were cracked, and he had no strength in his whole body.

Most of the people were already too hungry to move. After nearly two days of suffering, every minute and every second, hunger was tormenting everyone's will.

It's just that no one is willing to back down. Even though for many people, the current feeling is worse than death, they clearly understand in their heads that as long as they step into this gate, they can rewrite their own destiny.

In the past two days, many students have talked about their own affairs. Frye looked into the distance with a smile on his face. There really are similar people here. Frye is very clear that the grief and indignation in his heart may be the same as that of most people here. It's nothing in comparison.

Everyone wants to seize the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, because everyone knows that the opportunity to change their destiny may only come once in a lifetime. Once let go, everything will return to the grief of the past.

"I'd rather starve to death than leave here."

An eight or nine-year-old child with weak breathing, he came from an orphanage, and he knew very well that if he went back, the ending would be the same, he would die, maybe a few days later, maybe a few years later.

Although Luo Jiahui was hungry, he leaned against the doorway and watched the will of the students in front of him grow stronger. They never thought about what the world behind the door would be like, what life in school would be like in the future, but For them, it is full of hope.

The students inside the college are even more difficult. They don't need to endure the cold, nor do they need to endure thirst. The only thing they need is to endure hunger.

At the entrance of the cafeteria hall, there was no one there, and there were no students around. Most of the students stayed in the dormitory, and there was a body data measurement system in the dormitory. Once there was any problem with the students, Lolita would rush over.

Yu Susu was making breakfast, and Lolita was sitting in front of the long food table, waiting quietly, the seven gods hadn't come back yet.

Tonight is the grand opening ceremony. Yu Susu has already started preparing food for more than 600 people early in the morning. After suffering from hunger, as long as they survive, they can drink a bowl of thick soup and eat slowly Things to restore bodily functions.

At this time, with the sound of landing, Lolita ran out in a hurry, looking at the seven gods falling directly from the city wall, but there was a trace of indifference on Jean's face.

"Principal, what exactly?"

"Sorry, Lolita, I want to go to rest."

Gene walked quietly to the school dormitory, and soon he came to the door of Alpha's room. After knocking on the door, Alpha opened the door after a while, and she still looked quite energetic.

"Uncle Jean, where were you before?"

Gene entered Alpha's dormitory weakly, and Alpha also noticed that something was wrong with Gene's face, so she sat down.

"Did something happen?"

Genn nodded and put his hand on Alpha's head.

"Is it difficult, Uncle Jean!"

Gene nodded.

"Is it so difficult that even strength can't solve it?"

"Ah, strength can't solve it either."

Alpha looked at Gene suspiciously, and squatted at his feet in comfort.

"Then hurry up and start school, and leave all this to us."

Gene smiled, but there was still bitterness in his smile. He looked at the sunlight sweeping in on the bed, and looked at it in a daze.

A brown Beetle car was galloping, and with a creaking sound, it stopped at the door of a hotel in District 29.

"boarding!"

Pullman poked her head out, Wang Ying said a few words to the boss behind her, then turned around and walked over, got into the car, Freya and Baozhen were there, the car started to drive quickly, they were going to District 88 to the hospital.

Chris was hospitalized, his life was dying, and he had fallen into a severe coma. He heard that it was a car accident. The doctor only found a few people's numbers from his mobile phone. He called Wu Qun at first, and then Wu Qun notified him everyone.

Everyone decided to rush to the hospital, Freya in the car seemed a little panicked, and Baozhen kept wiping away tears.

"It's all right, he's in good shape, it's all right."

Wang Ying looked terrified and grabbed the door handle with only one hand. The Pullman quickly drove onto the regional connecting road and directly increased the speed of the car.

"This matter may not be that simple. Wu Qun passed away this morning because he was the closest."

As Pullman spoke, he called Wu Qun directly. Wang Ying took the phone, and Wu Qun picked it up after a while.

"The vital signs are almost gone, where are you?"

"Just went out."

Wang Ying replied.

Wu Qun laughed helplessly, with a trace of sadness in his voice.

"Old Wu, this is not an easy matter. A car accident? Today's cars have an AI automatic recognition system. If they encounter a pedestrian, they will definitely activate the advanced braking system. Car accidents are already rare."

"Of course I know that he was sent by the local management officer, saying that it was an accidental car accident. I have seen Chris's body, and there are signs of being beaten."

In an instant, Freya held the phone angrily.

"Call the monitoring team."

Pullman shook his head.

"Old Wu, you should find a way to preserve the evidence. This matter cannot be impulsive."

Wu Qun nodded and said.

"All the evidence that should be preserved has been preserved early in the morning. The hospital does not intend to provide evidence. I am still trying to figure it out, but the results should be available soon."

In a long corridor, Wu Qun hung up the phone. Through the glass window, he looked at Chris lying on the hospital bed with his head wrapped and a tube inserted in his mouth. His whole body was covered with bruises and purple. The heart rate and pulse are very weak, and brain death may occur at any time.

Wu Qun looked at the other crushed mobile phone, which belonged to Chris. He called Pullman yesterday and retrieved the communication records. Wu Qun probably understood that Chris’s school was short of money, and he I should have gone to the local management office today and asked them for funds that should belong to my school, and it turned out like this.

"Don't you think it would be better to give me a call and I'll give you an idea, Chris."

Wu Qun smiled helplessly. He pressed his hand on the glass and meditated quietly. Wu Qun checked Chris's school files, but there was no such person as Chris. On the day of graduation, Chris went straight back to At the lower level, he should replace someone from some family to go to school, and wants to get a diploma, otherwise, those who can enter that school have some family background, and Chris will not go around raising funds.

This kind of situation was quite common in Danian when the schools had just sprung up on a large scale and the gods hadn't issued relevant regulations.

Wu Qun sat on the bench, pressed his hands together on his forehead, and kept rubbing his cheeks. At this time, the dean came with some doctors. Wu Qun stood up smiling, but there were still some administrators behind him.

Wu Qun directly blocked the door of the ward.

"What do you want to do? His symptoms need to be transferred now."

Wu Qun stretched out his hands.

"If the ventilator and life support were taken off now, he would die in less than 10 minutes."

(End of this chapter)