The Dragon Clan starts with poaching the corner of Kassel

Chapter 235 The final river flows into the sea, and everything gathers here

"A city with a population of close to a million and no one in it?!"

"Are you saying that aliens came and took all the people away!"

The editor-in-chief of Global Daily had a ferocious look on his face. He held his cell phone between his neck and his pants with both hands, and he was spitting and cursing the stupid subordinate on the other end of the phone who wanted to call and disturb him during his break.

He swore that when he got to work, he would throw the condom he used on his face and tell him exactly what a sin it was to disturb other people's nights.

However, with the reminder of receiving the email, the editor-in-chief's ferocious expression gradually changed.

From anger to doubt, and from doubt to doubt.

Finally, it turned into intense panic.

The clearest fact hit the editor-in-chief's brain, making his pupils tremble and making it almost difficult to breathe.

In the photos sent by my front-line reporters, the trembling scenes showed an empty city. The flames were burning, the animals were wailing, and the vehicles driving in the driveway collided with each other, sending up curls of black smoke.

The traffic lights kept flashing back and forth, but not a single car drove onto the driveway and left. Those ordinary and expensive vehicles with various graffiti and slogans on them are like coffins of different sizes, displayed indifferently on the coffin pavilion called the city.

There are many cases where the car door is opened and the owner disappears without a trace.

In the eyes of the editor, it seemed as if the dead had crawled out of the grave...

Or maybe there are invisible monsters that have captured everyone into the unknown abyss...

The huge fear penetrated the fragile defenses of human beings. The phone slipped from the editor's hand tremblingly, and the screen fell to the ground with large cracks. The reporter's voice on the other end of the phone also became extremely distorted, but the editor-in-chief had no intention of feeling sorry for him. He picked up the phone from the ground like crazy and shouted with red eyes:

"News, more news! I need photos that can be published in the newspaper! The kind with no blind spots at 360 degrees!"

"If there are really aliens who come and take away all the people in San Francisco, then we must expose everything as soon as possible! This is unique exclusive news!"

But before he could get a response, several gunshots were heard on the other end of the phone.

The reporter let out a distorted scream like a lemure burning in hell, and then fell silent again.

"Farke! What are you doing?!"

No matter how much the editor shouted, there was only deathly silence.

Teeth kept clashing up and down, and the slight madness in his heart due to the exclusive news was defeated by greater panic. The editor's trembling fingers tried to turn off the phone that was still connected, but failed after several attempts. success.

Instead, he clicked on the speakerphone, and the noisy sound of electricity from the other end, as well as the sound of footsteps that seemed to be getting closer and closer, hit his eardrums.

The editor subconsciously threw away the smartphone in his hand, but still heard a hoarse voice:

"Anyone else?"

"what!!!"

The man fell to the ground, knocked over the office chair with his arm, and let out a miserable scream.

……

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"Network control is ongoing."

"The spread of information has been cleared and located. Please send action specialists to "process" it later."

The black-haired girl was wearing a black tights that was connected to many electronic circuits. She stood in the center of the server hosts that were erected in layers. Green light was constantly flowing through her eyes as cold as a god.

Yet this is indeed the case.

In today's online world, EVA, which has completely become a mechanical life form under the technological transformation of Coinyasis, can indeed be called a god-like existence.

Relying only on her own computing system, she can single-handedly control the entire world's network with precise and personal information, and clear all kinds of images and text descriptions stored in the cloud.

Even the recordings saved in the mobile phone system and the call records of the network operator were no more simple than tearing up a few pieces of paper in front of her.

This was an ability that was enough to make the top secret party members fearful, but now the secret party has no intention of caring about such "little things".

In San Francisco, a large city on the west coast, nearly one million people disappeared without warning.

This is no longer something that can be described as a terrorist attack.

Natural disasters and terror.

Unjustified malice.

What can do such a thing can only be something beyond human sanity, a superpower that cannot be understood by logic, something more terrifying than nightmares... A hybrid who has always been immersed in the pride of the king of the world. We, like chickens with a basin of cold water poured on their heads, were in a panic all day long.

No one knows whether such a disappearance will "reappear".

The homeless, the poor, the middle-class blue-collar workers, the dog-like stockbrokers, the Wall Street elites...even the politicians who croaked and robbed, and the so-called aristocrats all disappeared equally in this silent terror.

with no exceptions.

No one can escape.

Suppose you are sitting at home holding your lover, and when you are about to do some "good things", you encounter such a nightmare.

It's like after an accidental death, all his money was taken away by his annoying ex-wife, and he went to meet a man who was his enemy... How could this not scare those "dominators" who think highly of themselves?

Therefore, it was under this sudden change that was almost a life-and-death threat that the mixed-race "society" began to operate at an unprecedented high speed.

Secret societies, established nobles, royal families, hidden armies, secret parties...

EVA looked down at the online world in her eyes and saw the blazing fire.

The flames, like the scorching sun, seemed to be able to burn the world.

Become a person who doesn’t need to endure pain——

A broken world.

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"Nono, please reply when you receive it."

"Have any abnormalities been found in the West District?"

The golden hair was draped over his shoulders like precious silk. The fit and handsome young man pressed the wireless earphones in his ears. While waiting for a response, he carefully observed the ghostly empty city in front of him.

Inexplicably, Caesar felt that the air between his mouth and nose was a little cold.

The wind familiar summoned by "Word Spirit Kamaitachi" was flying among the streets, transmitting all kinds of secret sounds that were difficult for human ears to distinguish. Caesar had already built a three-dimensional map in his heart.

But what he also finds unbelievable is that, as Cassel investigates, this city of nearly a million people is literally deserted.

If there are people hiding in cabinets or under beds, their heartbeats and breathing cannot be hidden in front of Kamitachi. This is why Caesar volunteered to go to San Francisco to investigate.

In the face of the extreme fear that ordinary people avoid, he wanted to do something.

Caesar couldn't tolerate being like an incompetent person, and he hid behind his back obediently, waiting for others to pass on information that was difficult to distinguish between true and false. He has a kind of confidence that he can find those clues that others cannot find...

He wants to find out the truth behind the disappearance of people in this city.

At this time, a sickle suddenly conveyed some unusual information to him.

Caesar quickly quickened his pace, took out the Desert Eagle, held it in his hand, and came to the front of a shopping mall.

He then frowned slightly and looked at the shopping mall sign——

The signboard, which is made of aluminum-plastic panels and blister light boxes, is now somewhat faded. A bit of dark gold and patina stained the gray-white bottom layer. The material was almost like some kind of metal, and it was so heavy that it seemed to tilt the signboard.

There are many kinds of information that "wind" can convey, and the sounds produced when it comes into contact with different materials are also different. It was after Caesar discovered this unique "tone" that he was able to realize its changes.

"Turned into...metal?"

After muttering something to himself, Caesar frowned and suddenly heard Chen Motong's response from the earphones.

At this moment, Chen Motong, who was operating with Jiude Aki in the West District, held up an MP9 in his hand.

With a submachine gun pressed against the back of the young man dressed as a mercenary in front of her, she said in a deep voice: "I found a mercenary sneaking in... Hey, what's your name? Where are you from?"

The next two sentences were said to the mercenary who had his back turned to her.

The mercenary young man slowly turned his head, with an awkward yet polite smile, and raised his hands in a very standard French military salute:

"H-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to break in... Heroine, can you give me a way to survive? For the sake of us all being Chinese..."

Chen Motong didn't give him a good look, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at his waist with a cold face, "Don't interrupt! Speak quickly! We will consider how to deal with you based on your cooperation or not!"

The mercenary suddenly shuddered.

Knowing that the red-haired beauty behind him was not someone to be fooled, he quickly shouted loudly:

"Ronald Tang, everyone calls me Old Tang!!"

I finally finished this chapter, rua, and will start a new volume tomorrow.

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