why the god of the world

The brown military boots fell to the floor, and the handsome man in the straight military uniform raised his face.Behind him is a large display screen that is several times larger than his body.Light and shadow passed through his green eyes, behind him showed the appearance of a beautiful man with black hair and black eyes.

But in this world, there is no such thing as beauty or ugliness.

They have no extra shame, no extra attention, and people's appearance has become an important but ignored existence.

"Major." Howard sat on the desk in the office, "report the situation."

Ayn Rand looked at him coldly like a robot, "We have searched A-level cities and B-level cities. So far, we have not seen anyone similar to Kami. Among the residents, several people reported, They said they found a suspicious person. I went to check it myself, and there was no one who was Kaya.”

"Very well, what about C-level cities?"

"Investigating." Ayn Rand knew that he was familiar with the situation in C-level cities. "Residents of C-level cities do not have complete resident registration until now, and they do not have the habit of living in one place for a long time, so it is not easy to check."

Howard took it for granted, "If he shows up, the possibility of being in a C-level city is greater than that of an A-level city or a B-level city."

Ayn Rand put his hands behind his back and gave him a sidelong glance.

According to military rank, Howard is Ayn Rand's boss, but for some reason, the majesty that Ayn Rand often exudes makes people feel that Howard is the subordinate who is running behind him.

Howard didn't find it strange, because it was a fact. If Ayn Rand hadn't made a mistake, was artificially downgraded, and was never allowed to climb up, he would really only be able to keep up with him, always following Ayn Rand's back. looking at the back of his head.

"Probably yes," Ayn Rand said.

Howard smiled, "Since what I said is correct, why did you despise me just now?"

Ayn Rand said with a straight face, "Because you, as the boss, cannot jump to conclusions before all the search results come out."

"You really are..." Howard didn't know how to say good to him.serious?rigid?

Ayn Rand looked at the time, "I'm going to check the current progress."

"Well." Howard agreed with him to leave.

As soon as Ain Rand turned around, his body paused, and then he turned his head.

"What else?" Howard saw his hesitation.

Ayn Rand sighed, then turned around. "There is one more thing that is not under my jurisdiction, but since such a situation has arisen, let me tell you."

"You can tell me anything," Howard said.

Ayn Rand didn't mean to have a relationship with him. "You know some people are born immune to the blue pill."

Howard immediately put away his smile. "Yes, we detected those people as soon as they were born, and then they were exiled in C-level cities."

What Alan Rand is going to say next is indeed very serious, "Recently, I have discovered that some people have developed immunity to the blue pill, acquired. After injecting a certain amount of blue pill or for a certain period of time, Some people's emotional awareness is still gradually awakening. In A-level cities, due to the emergence of drug resistance, more and more people are triggered by emotional crimes." His fingers unconsciously tapped his thigh, "I have received a lot of Report anonymously."

Howard fell silent, then he said, "I see."

His expression looked a little strange, but Ayn Rand didn't want to pay any attention to it.

"By the way." Howard stopped him, "How is your body recently?"

"It's okay, thank you for your concern." Ayn Rand opened the door and walked out.

When the door closed in front of him, Ayn Rand stood alone in the corridor.Obviously here, no one is looking at him, but the feeling of being locked in by the eyes is stronger than in the room.

Ayn Rand raised his head, and the monitors in the corridor turned in unison, all facing him.

Ayn Rand pretended that all this was normal, and then continued to leave the place indifferently.

He lost a large part of his memory, and when he opened his eyes in the nutrition cabin, the whole world was turned upside down.They no longer need to attack the world, but put on a defensive look.He was a major and Howard was an admiral.He didn't know what happened during his amnesia, and everything he had planned and wanted was ruined.

Although it is.

Ayn Rand stepped out of the building.

On the screen outside, the target they wanted to capture was displayed, and a big smiling face appeared in front of him.

In fact, when Ayn Rand saw his arrest warrant for the first time, he wanted to make suggestions, but the smiling face on his face was really indecent.He didn't say it in the end, because he was very perceptive, and he found that every time he mentioned that person's name, people around him always stared at him.The line of sight is like a cold monitor.

In this cold world, only his smile is out of place.

Ayn Rand lowered his head and looked at his shoes.

Although it is no longer possible for him to climb up and realize his ambition.But surprisingly, he didn't feel regretful or angry at all.

In this world, there are more important things waiting for him.

He thought so.

A moment of distraction, Ayn Rand accidentally bumped into a passerby. "Sorry." Ayn Rand supported him.

The man saw An Rand's face clearly, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Dr. Zhai." Ayn Rand hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Major." Zhai Aibo forced himself to calm down, "I'm sorry, I have something to do, so let's go first."

"Okay..." Ayn Rand nodded.

Zhai Aibo didn't pay much attention to him, lowered his head, and left in a hurry.

In An Rand's memory, Zhai Aibo was a calm and reserved person, and there would never be such a flustered expression on his face.

He wanted to follow and see what happened to Zhai Aibo.He had just turned around when the communicator rang.

"Major." His soldiers were reporting the situation, "There is violence/chaos in the C-level city."

Ayn Rand immediately rushed to his car, "What's going on?"

"Before the government issued a message asking to install surveillance cameras in C-level cities, people in C-level cities refused. Therefore, we decided to stop providing fresh food to C-level cities, and unilaterally cut off the sanitation protocol of the year, and transferred A Sewage from grade-B cities and grade-B cities is discharged to grade-C cities. Today, people from grade-C cities marched/demonstrated, and captured the passage, and ran to grade-B cities to make trouble."

The more Ayn Rand heard, the more something was wrong, "This seems to be a planned riot."

"Yes."

"What's a yes?" What's with their legitimately irritating tone?

"C-level cities have always had an organization that specializes in trouble." They said, "Major, have you forgotten? The rebel army."

Ayn Rand couldn't help but pause for a moment.

The setting of the world is distorted.

The culprit is holding a megaphone, standing on top of the ruins, encouraging the crowd. "Hundreds of years ago, this world formulated a very intriguing rule. Babies born should undergo genetic testing, and then according to the results of the testing, the babies will be divided into first-class, second-class and third-class. We are like this, without any When we came to C-level cities, we used the waste products eliminated from A-level cities and B-level cities, and ate food that people in A-level cities and B-level cities would not eat. We used to have no regrets , But today, when they pour sewage into our homes, we have to face one thing directly, we are suffering, abandoned, despised, and not treated as human beings!"

Xiao BuDian looked at Kami who was stirring up the crowd, and found himself dumbfounded all day long. "Is Kami such a person?"

"He is." Even Kami's companion has to admire him, "He speaks with a... hypnotic feeling."

"Are our genes inferior to others? No!" Kami is still giving an exciting speech, "No matter what kind of people we are, we all have the right to obtain our own rights and interests, and obtain our own happiness. We... have the power to cut through the night." s right."

The people gathered under the ruins roared.

Kami's eyes were extremely firm, "Go and liberate our own!"

He gave an order, and all the people rushed to the B-level city.

Everyone in the B-level city is working numbly. They are like precision machines. Apart from executing orders, they have no personal will at all.

The people in the C-level city spent some scheming. Under the leadership of Kami, they quickly captured some B-level cities and plundered their resources. They happily returned to the C-level city and distributed everything to resident.

Residents who haven't eaten anything new for a long time hugged the food and almost cried. . . . . Y. Q. Z. W. 5. . . . C***O***M#言,,,情,,,Chinese,,,web

Just when they wanted to go to the B-level city again, soldiers from the A-level city arrived.

Ayn Rand was at the forefront of the line. He got off the vehicle and also took out a loudspeaker. "Stop! C-level city people!"

"Boss!" Someone called Kami, "The picket team from the A-level city is here."

When Kaya heard that people from the A-level city were coming, she hurriedly put on a mask to cover her face.

"Boss, it's useless." Someone complained, "Your face has been hung everywhere in this world."

Lu Mi scolded him, "If you don't tell me, how will anyone know it's me?"

"Then boss, what should we call you?" The younger brothers first confessed to him.

"Just call me Boss." Lu Mi adjusted the mask, "Don't call me by my full name."

Ayn Rand was still shouting over there, "Release the hostages and resources in the B-level cities in your hands immediately. We can pretend that what happened today never happened and let the past go."

Kami heard his call and immediately walked out.

Seeing him coming, Xiao Budian immediately gave him the megaphone.

"Hello, elites of Grade A cities." He shouted in a mocking tone, and walked to the top of the ruins.

The warm sun's light shone on his body, and his soft black hair was blown by the wind.When Kaya appeared on the stage, it was like a hero appearing in a stage play, the light and shadow hit him, and the passionate music sounded, and everyone was looking forward to it.

"Let's not pretend that nothing happened, we want to talk, we want to deal, we want to be fair!" Kami shouted.

Ayn Rand rolled his eyes.

"I saw you rolling your eyes, please pay attention to your words and deeds now, officer of A-level city." Lu Mi smiled.

Ayn Rand also raised the megaphone, "What do you want? Be more specific."

Kami had already rehearsed the scene in front of him several times, so when he asked this question, he could answer without hesitation, "A-level cities can no longer dump garbage and sewage in C-level cities, we have to use labor And money, in exchange for fresh food. We want A-level cities to respect us, and we can’t install cameras without the consent of residents, and we can’t break into our homes for no reason and search.”

Ayn Rand understood that there was nothing to talk about, so he was ready to blow them to death.

Kami cleared his throat. "Just now, I have already synchronously transmitted to the A-level city."

"No, I'll go back and report." Ayn Rand said indifferently.

Lu Mi stepped on the ruins, wanting to put her hips on her hips and laugh out loud. "The passage has been closed. Now, you are also our hostages. People of A-level cities, if you don't want your own people to have accidents, please quickly agree to our request."

Ayn Rand sneered, can they win if they are trapped?

The major took out the gun in his pocket and fired at the people on the ruins without hesitation. . . . . Y. Q. Z. W. 5. . . . C***O***M#言,,,情,,,Chinese,,,web

The bullet was fired in an instant, but when he fired the shot, Ayn Rand shook his hand for some reason, and the bullet deviated from the track and landed on the garbage pile at Lumi's feet.

Garbage was thrown into the air.

Kaya was so frightened that her feet went limp, and she rolled down from the other side.

"Boss!" His younger brother hurriedly dragged his feet and dragged him away.

Ayn Rand put away his gun and ordered to his team, "Capture alive."