Tiga returns to take a leisurely look at human affairs

I don't know when, a drizzle of light rain began to fall in the gloomy sky, and gradually spread with thick clouds to the sky above the TPC Far East Headquarters Base. The rain gently knocked on the outer window of the conference room, making a soft pattering sound. .

However, in the TPC high-level meeting room at this time, no one cared about the slight changes in the sky. It seemed that the gloomy sky was supposed to rain and was not worthy of attention at all. Almost everyone devoted their energy to each other. Controversies and calculations.

After being pointed out by the Asian director, the North American director simply raised his head slightly and pointed at all the TPC executives present with his aquiline nose, and said proudly.

"That's right, our North American branch has already made contact with the ancient humans! Soon after this is done! I will be the first person among all the new humans on earth to gain immortality!"

With this sentence, not only Director Sawai's brows furrowed, but also the other TPC senior executives felt their thoughts fluctuate for a while after hearing the words, some were dissatisfied, some were disdainful, and some were complicated and difficult to explain for a while.

There were even a few people who looked obviously remorseful.

Who would have thought that because he was worried about the identity of the Ascended Church, an illegal organization, he had been hesitant in his heart before, but in the end, the North American director took decisive action to gain the upper hand and obtained the promise of eternal life from ancient humans.

Now, the director of the North American branch has actually become the spokesperson of the ancient humans within TPC. In the future, if you want to rely on the technology of ancient humans to avoid disasters and survive, you will probably have to go through the North American director first.

It’s no wonder that the North American Director has been firmly guiding the entire TPC towards the side of ancient humans since the beginning of the meeting, constantly refuting all other plans.

Because if this is accomplished, the North American Director himself can become the bridge between the new humans and the ancient humans. You can imagine what kind of personal influence he can gain by then.

The ancient humans want to win over him, and the new humans have to curry favor with him if they want to survive. How much benefit can the North American Director gain from this process?

Now the internal finger of the TPC has been pointed directly at Director Sawai. If he cannot reverse the situation, then more and more senior officials may end up siding with the North American Branch Director and the side of the ancient humans.

By then, the later a person makes a decision, the more likely he or she will miss the opportunity to survive or even live forever, and vice versa.

So now, we have reached a fork in the road that will determine the fate of all new humans, as well as all the senior leaders here.

Amidst the increasingly dense raindrops outside the window and the continuous sound of knocking on the glass, Director Sawai still lowered his eyes slightly and said nothing. He would occasionally cast his gaze outside the window on the dense raindrops knocking on the glass.

It gives people a feeling of being speechless and even slightly absent-minded.

At the same time, the North American director couldn't help but become more imposing.

After snorting coldly, he raised his head and flipped the blond hair on his head, glancing triumphantly at the senior executives who were still sitting there and did not stand up behind him.

Then, he used the burning red light in the screen behind him as the background and said coldly to the senior executives.

"I might as well tell you now that although the ancient humans have got rid of the shackles of the physical body and ascended to the Internet, they are actually still concerned about the survival of the human race as a whole. They speed up the movement of the universe at any cost and return to the earth all the way, rushing to stand up before the demise of our new human race And out.

Their goal is to obtain a sample of the human gene pool to ensure that even if we are defeated by disaster in the end, we humans can still leave a glimmer of hope in this universe!

Now that I have handed over all the North American gene sample bank to the ancient humans, and have been given the opportunity to ascend to the Internet, I wonder what you are still hesitating about now? "

Almost at the moment when the North American director finished speaking, in the live video screen projected on the screen, the giant peak formed by the burning red flames on the battlefield in the South Pacific was gradually slowing down.

And in the gradually weakening red fire, everyone saw a scene that shocked everyone.

Known as the most powerful dark monster, all the tentacles of Gatanjie have been burned, and the originally red eyes were burned into two charcoal-black round holes in the flames.

The hard shell armor that could originally withstand the energy of the giant sword was now covered with cracks. It made a crackling sound when the sea water was agitated, and continued to explode without any external force.

As for the three alloy heavy-armored knights, they were also burned to a very miserable state.

The heavily armored knight who fought Gatanje'e in close combat with his bare hands had already exhausted his energy, and his outer armor and limbs were also damaged. After being burned by Zilda's red fire, he had been completely melted, and the remaining metal was It sank into the sea and disappeared.

As for the other two sword-wielding knights, the originally majestic-looking full-body plate armor had already been melted away. Although the remaining bodies had complete hands and feet, their arms and legs were also extremely thin, as if they were Two rickety old men who had been sick for a long time and were skinny.

The originally broad two-handed swords in their hands had also shrunk in width by more than half, and were fused into a one-handed long sword by the red flames.

However, among these two long swords, the first one pierced directly from the front and the side of Gatanje's head. The tip of the sword broke through the shell and penetrated Gatanje's body laterally.

The second sword was stabbed from the top of the shell to the bottom by the slender mechanical body more than 200 meters high. It didn't stop until the long sword guard got stuck on the shell.

At the same time, the two mechanical bodies that pierced Gatanjie with swords finally exhausted all the energy stored inside and turned into two alloy sculptures that could no longer move.

And at this moment, Gatanjie's body stopped twisting completely, and the black energy mist that was originally overflowing on the sea finally stopped spreading in all directions and began to gradually retract into Gatanjie's body.

In the conference room of TPC headquarters, everyone glanced at the time subconsciously, and then calculated it based on the different time zones of the earth. No more, no less, it was just past midnight as promised by ancient humans.

"Everyone saw it!"

The North American director tried to slap the table, but after realizing that he was just a three-dimensional projection, he retracted his hand without leaving a trace, but still said in an exciting and arrogant tone.

"By killing the evil god Gatanjie at midnight, the ancient humans have demonstrated their strength and integrity. The black mist and black clouds are about to disperse! The dark disaster is over! Now everyone still doesn't understand, how to choose?! "

After the words fell, several more senior executives stood up and came to the side of the North American Director. Since they had made their choice, they all held their heads high and looked at the other people who were sitting still, including Director Sawai and Asia Director. , with a bit of pity in his eyes.

The outcome is almost determined, but the situation is still unclear, and the foolish people still have illusions about unrealistic options, and don't know how to advance or retreat. Don't they deserve mercy?

During this confrontation, Director Sawai looked out the window again. The heavy rain was so dense that it formed a stream on the glass. Suddenly, he let out a long sigh that seemed both helpless and sad.

Then he looked past the high-level officials in the confrontation and looked at the artificial intelligence Kallen, who was standing next to the projection screen, always smiling but silent, and slowly asked a puzzling question.

"What...will happen next?"

Under the puzzled gazes of many high-level officials, Kallen also looked out the window, where the heavy rain was still getting heavier and became a downpour.

Then, she also left behind a sentence that was difficult to understand, but enough to shock everyone.

"Next, there will be a real dark disaster."

Sensing that something was wrong, the TPC executives subconsciously imitated Director Sawai and Kallen and focused their attention on the window embedded in the wall outside the conference room.

Although it was still gloomy outside, with the bright lights indoors, people with good eyesight noticed that there were some extremely fine black energy particles floating in the "stream" of rainwater flowing down the glass.

The rain is gradually dyed black.