I give the world destruction and new life

"General, Edward, this is a dead move. Even if you repent a hundred times, it won't change the outcome." John Fleming sat on the sofa a few meters away, warming his knees with an electric blanket, his invisible servant Then sit opposite Edward and follow his instructions, step by step to kill that old wretch.

In fact, Fleming has already begun to regret his proposal to play chess at that time, because they have already played this game of chess for two hours. In all fairness, Fleming is not considered a strong player in this kind of sport, after all, before the day of the apocalypse Those professional chess players have more auxiliary brains in their minds. They compete not only for ideas, but also for the performance of the miniaturized supercomputers of the sponsors behind them.

In the professional arena, almost all of these people are the incarnation of Professor X, wearing a suit, with a big bald head, and sitting in a wheelchair.

The bald head is for better heat dissipation. Since FIDE banned them from wearing cooling caps to participate in the competition, temperature control has also become one of the hardening indicators for those sponsors.

As for the wheelchair, it is to save every bit of sugar in the body, so that chess players can squander the sugar in the body during the game and convert it into computing power.
John Fleming is very fortunate that he has seen the beauty of the old times and witnessed the feats of those who really rely on the natural brain power of human beings to fight against machines. That is the golden age that people in the new era have never imagined. They lost their identity Human pride.

Sometimes, he thinks that maybe it is because of this that there will be a wave of superhumans coming, which will turn the modern civilization that human beings are proud of upside down.

But having said that, although Fleming is not that kind of professional chess player, as a politician who gets older and better, his memory is very good. He has been playing blindfold chess with Edward= for these two hours.

The reason why this game of chess has been delayed for so long is mainly because of that bastard Edward. The only thing he is good at is thick skin. When there is no hope of winning, he actually started to regret the game constantly, trying to make Fleming, who didn't look at the board, remember error.

In addition, he still used an outside trick. At this time, the two old men were testing their bladders. They drank a lot of tea during the conversation, and now no one is willing to go to the bathroom first.

"If the time is correct, it is estimated that in a few hours, the advance team from Valentino's Refuge will arrive. How do you plan to deal with it?" Edward quietly hid a chess piece while speaking: " You wake me up at this time, don't you want to use me as a shield?"

"If Guswarta is willing to stay and become the new supervisor, I will go back to that frozen coffin and sleep until the big storm is over." Fleming stretched his waist and said, "General, the one who hid you Put the chess piece back, my invisible servant can sense all your movements, Edward."

"You're cheating!" Edward took the opportunity to sweep the chessboard with one hand and disrupted the chessboard: "You know that Guswarta can't stay, do you really want this shelter that much? Almost all of them are Valenti People of the Nuo Gang, do you think that the first contact between human beings in the era of great storms would turn into a war?"

"It was they who messed up everything themselves, and I was the one who cleaned up the mess. I kept the people here from dying of famine or suffocation caused by insufficient energy supply. I kept them alive." Laiming said slowly: "If Guswarta is unwilling to stay, then who will be the new supervisor? A greasy leader who was well-known in the local gang ten years ago?"

"As you can see, it turns out that they can't do this kind of thing. People here have already tasted the sweetness of power, and they don't recognize the old authority." Fleming shook his head, stood up, and stood up in the invisible servant. With the help of my friend, I donned my shawl: "Of course I can go back to the freezer below, but what's the use of that, maybe ten years, maybe sooner, I will be awakened again sooner or later, to deal with what I have dealt with before." What a mess."

"Hi, John." Edward walked up to Fleming and punched him suddenly.

Although the old man is old and strong, he can still control several girls at night, but Fleming is a superhuman after all, and his fist was directly blocked by the invisible servant.

"Don't use your rhetoric to deal with me, you old bastard! Always pack your ambitions under those lies!" Edward snorted, gave up his plan to continue attacking, and continued to criticize his old friend: "You are You want this shelter! You just want to be an overseer! Maybe the way you call yourself in your heart is the commander of the Heywood shelter! You just want this position! Right!"

"That's right! That's right! So what!" John Fleming was instantly irritated by what he was thinking in his heart: "Not everyone has a good son like you! I don't fight, I don't fight hard, what should I do in the future? ! Don’t rely on our bunch of old men!”

"Bah! You're over 80! What's the future? It's so enjoyable! Maybe you still want to be buried with an expired cover!" Seeing that the other party had broken his defense, Edward immediately became more energetic: "My son just wants to live up to expectations! You don't have a son, you don't understand!"

"You don't have a son! That's an adopted son, not a relative!" Fleming suddenly thought of something, and then asked, "I remember you have a daughter? Which shelter did you send her to? "

"Probably died somewhere outside? I called her, but she didn't answer." Edward suddenly fell silent. Until the end of the world, they still hated each other.

How long has it been since they met? 20 years?Or 30 years?They hadn't been in touch since Edward's troubled woman had publicly declared herself transgender.

Edward didn't know what medicine his well-behaved daughter had taken wrongly, so she farted a lot, and finally found a boyfriend. He always thought that she did this to piss him off, so that he could get the insurance money sooner.

In fact, it was true. Wellington was thinking this way back then. She felt that the only value her stubborn father had for her future life was to die early, and then let herself get a large amount of insurance money.

For this reason, she even asked her third boyfriend to find a chance to shoot the old man in the alley, but Tang Ji shot him in the head.

In a daze, Wellington realized that it was nearly 20 years ago, and what she didn't expect was that she would see Edward one more day after the Apocalypse Day.

"Wellington, do you remember everything I said?" Guswarta asked seriously, "Can you tell your father not to interfere in any possible conflicts?"

Wellington looked into Guswarta's eyes and nodded a little guilty.

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