I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 296 Temporary Calm

Mikkelsen's solution made Tangy feel as cold as the cold wind in Antarctica, and Tangy was also unable to answer his last question.

If he really had to make a choice, Tanguy knew which choice he would make in the end, and he also knew that Mikkelsen would make the same choice.

Moreover, I'm afraid that bastard has already started to make preparations. Tang Ji doesn't believe that Mikkelsen will ask other people's opinions on this kind of matter.

The whole team enjoyed the aurora on the glacier for eight hours, and Wang Zhengdao finally recovered from the severe neuralgia.

"Getting ready to go home, guys." Old Wang smiled pale, but compared to the situation they were about to face, this degree of pain was not a problem at all.

"Wang, don't force it, we can go back by boat." Anthony checked Wang Zhengdao's vital signs for the last time. If it weren't for the superhuman body that is mostly stronger than ordinary people, he should be lying in the ICU ward now.

"I know my body well. You have already done the best job, and the rest will be left to time." Wang Zhengdao shook hands with Anthony.

It is not that there are no doctors with higher standards in the Ark organization, but if you consider that most of Anthony's treatment process is under the hail of bullets on the battlefield, and he has to put down the scalpel and pick up a pistol for self-defense from time to time, I am afraid no one is more professional than him.

Mikkelsen and the others don't intend to take a free ride with Wang Zhengdao. These avatars have not revealed their identities, and they will hide on the spot to gather more pioneer forces scattered in Antarctica.

The submerged body warehouse is like the pirate king's treasure. The pioneers will never let it soak in the water. It is foreseeable that this place will become one of the main battlefields of the two sides in the future.

Mikkelsen waved at Tang Ji and the others, watched them disappear in place, and then left the camp with a few body-supporting capsules, which he promised would be the first shipment of supplies When the ship arrives, it is shipped back to the Commonwealth.

"The kindness of a woman." Mikkelsen looked at the child in the life support cabin and frowned: "Forget it, human rage is a better choice."

After a short frame skip, Tang Ji returned to the villa where he set off. The sweltering weather in Night City made everyone take off their warm clothes immediately.

Shadow looked at his newly grown fingers in the sun, and was a little silent. Obviously, even for a person like Shadow, the rebirth of a severed finger was still shocking.

He had indeed shot and killed several superhumans with this ability, but when such a miracle happened to him, Shadow still couldn't believe it.

"Don't look, I'll go to the hospital with me for a comprehensive checkup." Anthony pointed to Shadow: "If you develop a tumor, cut off your arm as soon as possible and install a prosthetic."

"I'm thinking, if I inject a therapeutic needle into the brain, will it restore my eyes?" Shadow asked a little confused.

He has become accustomed to using prosthetic eyes, and has become a well-known sniper in the industry, but who can refuse the temptation to no longer be mutilated?
Perhaps there are indeed cyber prosthetic enthusiasts who firmly believe in the concept of mechanical ascension with weak flesh and blood, but the meaning of changing a metal arm is completely different from changing a pair of prosthetic eyes.

The human brain mechanism determines that it is more comfortable to process bioelectrical signals.

"Theoretically, it is absolutely possible, but considering that this self-healing mechanism comes from cell canceration, if something unexpected happens, we may have to cut off your brain." Anthony patted Shadow: "Wait a minute, this treatment After the needle is on the market, it won’t be long before we can get more comprehensive clinical data.”

Anthony's words also reminded Tang Ji that he suddenly realized that among the many special abilities in the relic library, [cancer recovery], a special ability from gluttony, could theoretically be exchanged for him, and he was not prompted by the system to belong to an independent system.

This is obviously not in line with the status of gluttony as the seven original sins, unless [cancer recovery] is not the core ability of gluttony at all, but a branch ability similar to [vengeance weapon] in the rage ability system.

Tang Ji, who had figured this out, was going to throw this issue to Wu Qianying to sort it out. Since he was going to have a showdown with Wu Qianying, he would do it thoroughly.

It's just that Lao Wang looked overwhelmed. Vicki was planning to help him to the temporary ward on the second floor, and Tang Ji was embarrassed to requisition Wang Zhengdao for a trip to the Moonlight Gold.

"Disband, but don't go too far, be ready to assemble at any time." Tang Ji gave the order to disband, and prepared to let Vicky accompany him to the Moonlight Gold.

Except for Wang Zhengdao, other people also need to rest, such as Jason, Tang Ji really can't tell whether he is really traumatized, or he is planning to take the opportunity to lie in Meihezi's arms and not get up, in short, he looks like he is dying soon.

Although Vicky was worried about Wang Zhengdao's health, she also knew that there was nothing she could do. What Wang Zhengdao needed was a long rest, and in private, she didn't dare to refuse Tang Ji's direct orders, so she obediently followed Tang Ji behind.

[Shielding] is undoubtedly a powerful auxiliary ability. Vicky has already proved her worth in the body warehouse before. Without her, I am afraid that several wounded people would not be able to survive the round of player pigs.

And now it is used to disguise Tang Ji, the effect is very outstanding. A few people who are obviously reporters just watched Tang Ji walk by him, but they didn't notice it at all.

And hiding farther away, the monitors from different forces are even less aware of Tang Ji's appearance. He is now an invisible man.

Tang Ji was very satisfied with this, he hadn't walked the streets of Night City so easily for a while.

Although Taiping Prefecture is remote, it is by no means lacking in vitality. Tang Ji found a wild mount on the side of the road after walking for less than a kilometer.

Several Kusanagi blade motorcycles with exaggerated shapes are the favorite of Tiger Claws.

Tang Ji glanced at Tiger Claw, who was dealing with people not far away, and unceremoniously chose a less exaggerated color scheme, and motioned for Vicky to get in the car.

Vicky looked at the back seat that was only the size of a palm, a little hesitant, but also a little excited. The hesitation was because she was still a little afraid of Tang Ji, and the excitement was because she had long wanted to try this popular means of transportation in Night City.

But unless she's willing to swap out her limbs for prosthetics, she'll have to buy a kid's version of the scooter given her height and leg length.
In the end, with Vicky's excited laughter, Kusanagi blade roared away, leaving only a few puzzled Tiger Claws. The familiar roar of the motorcycle made them realize that something was wrong, but the power from the shield Interfering with their focus on the keyword motorcycle.

The anomaly of the Tiger Claws made the other side of the transaction turn their faces immediately, and the two parties immediately drew their guns face to face and shot at each other. It is certain that no matter who the final survivor is, they will no longer care about the motorcycle.

Abu Barker Ibrahim, on the surface, is the senior director of the Petrochemical Alliance-Exxon Doyle Group, but in private, he can really define his identity as the loyal second heir of Saudi Aramco. Chief of Guards.

The Saudi Aramco faction is a semi-public organization within the petrochemical alliance, they are everywhere, and with the entire petrochemical alliance blocked in the land of Persia, it is all the more alive.

Those old-fashioned and powerful figures in the Petrochemical Alliance feel ridiculous about the current situation of the Petrochemical Alliance. Back then, they personally crushed the will of the countries and people in the entire Persian region, and the defeat and annexation of the Saudi Aramco Group was their iconic victory.

But these have ruled the Persian region with money for hundreds of years, and the remnants of blood alliances are as filthy as weeds, and they have thoroughly taken root in the petrochemical alliance during the second corporate war.

No one knows if someone is on the Aramco side until he reveals his identity.

Maybe they can't fight wars and do business sloppily, but when the petrochemical alliance became a caged bird in the land of Persia, and cruel business competition and war behavior evolved into a more cruel but also more hidden political struggle, these ancient Bloodline began to use its own skillful means to dismember the former enemy and use the enemy's blood to strengthen itself.

These people will never forget the glory of the past, and the humiliation of the enemy, and they will cooperate with anyone, anyone.
Ibrahim got off the helicopter and gently lifted his white robe to prevent it from being soaked by the blood on the ground. He didn't respond to the mutilated bodies all over the ground, and just walked towards the center of the town. .

The bodyguards around him also didn't care about the carnage that happened in the small town. They just kept their professionalism and stared vigilantly at every player who approached.

"I'm sorry that this happened, Ibrahim, we are still in the adaptation period." A pioneer who knew Ibrahim took the initiative to meet him, and shouted at the players in a warning tone: "Stand back! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

The pioneer's warning is at least the players restrained their inner irritability, and they quickly realized that this is an important task NPC, killing the prestige.

"It's okay, Tarf, just some fools." Ibrahim waved his hand, showing no mercy to his compatriots.

He was not being polite, but telling a fact.

As a Persian, the ancestors of Ibrahim's ancestors were the ruling class. During hundreds of thousands of years of rule, they tried slavery, feudalism, and constitutional monarchy. The purpose is to rule these foolish people efficiently and for a long time, and let them work hard for the prosperity of the Ibrahim family.

In this long ruling career, capitalization is undoubtedly the most efficient method among many ruling models. In modern history, the Ibrahim family was reduced to a second-rate family because of the insufficient speed and depth of capitalization. .

No one is more appreciative of the petrochemical alliance's creative restructuring of the Persian region than Ibrahim. They finally got rid of the model of relying on the ignorant class as their foundation to a certain extent, and fast forwarded to the ultimate rule where money can be used to make money mode.

The value of the foolish people has been greatly reduced, and it is entirely because of the benevolence of the rulers that they live in this ancient land.

"I now recommend to you, respected Lord Makarian, the leader of all descendants." The pioneer named Tarf has been familiar with the local culture in the past few decades, and he can play the role of Persia without any flaws. The nobility of the region.

He introduced Makarian's identity politely and thoughtfully. The Ibrahim in front of him was a representative of a high-status naturalized family. They needed the power of that family temporarily.

"Are you a naturalized person in this world?" Makarian stood in front of Ibrahim in a local costume, frowning and looking at the ruined town: "I need you to provide another gathering place like this." points for our people to acclimate to the local environment, and we also need good food and weapons."

"What you need will be met soon. We are selecting suitable towns. We just hope that you and your people will not consume it so quickly this time." Ibrahim considered his words carefully, neither wanting to let the coming They feel that they are disrespectful, and they don't want to lose the face of the Ibrahim family and even the entire Saudi Aramco faction behind it.

"It was just an accident, and they will soon learn to obey the rules." Makarian didn't care about the small thoughts of these naturalized people. He hadn't been on the front line to work as a pioneer for a long time, but he understood the essence of a pioneer .

"We have come, the world will change soon, and your chance will come, this is my promise." Makarian turned and ignored Ibrahim: "But hurry up, within 24 hours , I want to see new gathering points."

Behind Makarian, a somewhat unfamiliar figure appeared in the sunlight accompanied by several pioneers, looking at everything in front of him.

"Master Aslan, we have just lost the body warehouse in Antarctica, and only less than [-] bodies have been rescued." A pioneer who used to work in the European Union area took advantage of this opportunity and whispered to Yas Lan explained what happened recently: "In addition to this, we also lost a special individual gluttony, and the entire production line of Greedy Blood was shut down."

Aslan's face became more and more ugly. So many things happened, but no one informed him. It was obvious that Cathy Walter was playing tricks, deliberately letting him bear the anger from Makarian.

"By the way, after you're offline, the Seven Virtues Project will also work." The trailblazer closed his mouth after he finished speaking, because Makarian was already standing in front of Aslan.

"Are you the great pioneer who was in charge of this world before?" Makarian looked at Aslan with a bad expression, as if he was going to crush him to death in the next second.

"One, I am one of the great pioneers." Aslan emphasized: "I am mainly in charge of the European Union."

Makarian doesn't want to waste time pursuing any responsibilities. His work style has always been simple and rude, making demands and then making promises. The party that fails to complete has no second chance. It's as simple as that.

"Then go back to your site, reply to the intelligence network, find me more ferrites, and reply to the production line." Makarian made his own request: "I will see the results within a week, and then you All the mistakes you made are in the past tense, understand?"

"Understood!" Without any hesitation, Aslan emphasized again: "My lord!"

(End of this chapter)