I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 701 Be Angry

Wolfgang didn't care about what was happening far away on the Continent of the Federation. Ever since Anne contacted him once, Wolfgang had been considering Anne's proposal.

She said that they are also the Seven Deadly Sins, and they cannot always be trapped in Mikkelsen's plan, otherwise they are just a fruit in the farmer's orchard, but it is bigger and rounder than other fruits, and the final result will not change , they will be harvested by farmers.

If the Apocalypse Day is a plan designed by Mikkelsen for players, then the nature of the refuge plan after that is a bit aimed at the seven original sins.

In fact, the seven original sins are still active as of today, and there are only three people left, namely Wolfgang, Anne and Mikkelsen.

As we all know, Anne is a waste, if possible, she would like to exchange abilities with Vicky, find a place where no one knows her, and live her life away from all attention.

But Annie became the lust of the Seven Deadly Sins, and she was chosen whether she wanted to or not.

Apocalypse Day not only eliminated the influence of players, erased the traces of human beings left on the surface, but also destroyed the little power that Anne painstakingly managed.

And Annie, who was held in front of Mikkelsen's eyes, only had the power of the Church of the Lord of Pleasure Dreams left.

So she needs allies. Since Tang Ji cannot be awakened for the time being, only Wolfgang is left.

For others, the big storm is a force of divine punishment that is difficult to parry, but for Wolfgang, it is not so insurmountable. In theory, he can fly freely in the big storm with his physical strength.

The little power from the rage in the big storm can't completely block his supernatural ability, because he is greedy, standing at the LV3 stage like Tang Ji.

And whether you admit it or not, Wolfgang is one of the seven original sins with the deepest background. He has eaten the brain tissue of jealousy and partially obtained the mind control ability of jealousy. He was once locked in the same building as gluttony, and his flesh and blood were extracted samples, he obtained the biological origin of gluttony.

He's spent 200 years honing his stack of supernatural abilities in a way no one else gets.

For a long time, he was the only original sin in the world, but now, Wolfgang is dissatisfied with his current situation, very dissatisfied.

He subconsciously touched the hole on his head, the hole will always remind him that he is not as strong as he said, there is nothing he can do about this wound.

"Foreman, how much food do I have in reserve?" Wolfgang asked lazily.

The steward came over almost immediately, even though they hadn't been in the same room before: "You have 120 eight superhumans in your inventory. In addition, there are 29 awakened children. As you requested, they were loaded into the The dormant warehouse is not included in the reserve."

"I hope that starting today, fresh ingredients will be filled into my kitchen every day." Wolfgang said: "After I consume all the stocks, remember to remind me to turn off the energy supply facilities in the shelter's living area."

"Sir, doing this will cause all the shelter members in the living area to suffocate to death." Foreman asked with some doubts: "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes, I'm sure, I've had enough of staying here, and I'm planning to leave, but before I do that, I have to make sure that none of these bastards will ever see the sun." Wolfgang said indifferently, as if completely unconscious When he did this, the housekeeper in front of him would also die here.

And Foreman himself didn't seem to care about it, he just counted the days when the ingredients would be available, and marked the day when the ingredients were exhausted: "So sir, shall I start preparing for you today? The kitchen should be ready, they've been preparing."

"Let them be quicker, and eat a red warrior type today." Wolfgang waved his hand, causing Foreman to retreat.

At this time, in Wolfgang's kitchen, it is not known which wave of chefs was processing those human ingredients with mournful faces like prisoners about to be led to the gallows.

"I can't bear this kind of day anymore, Federico, I've decided to commit suicide today." The man who spoke held a bone-chopping knife in his hand, and the thing on his chopping board was to let him Crash stuff.

It was the viscera of some supernatural human food, and according to Foreman's request, he had to clean up the offal.

"That devil can pull back the soul of the dead, throw it into a pot and cook it, and let him die again." The man called Federico tidied up the sink expressionlessly, and he didn't want to know what it was at all. Sink stuck.

"That's just a legend, have you seen it?" The man who spoke before had a broken expression on his face and waved the bone-chopping knife in his hand: "Which of you have seen it? That's just a story he used to scare us !"

"I've seen it." Federico said still with a blank face: "I saw with my own eyes that he pulled the soul of the previous chef out of the corpse and threw it into his own soup, turning it into a new seasoning .”

The man was so frightened by Federico's words that he couldn't even hold the knife in his hand, but he still whispered, "Are we going to live like this! I feel like we've been here for 100 years!"

"This is our punishment. We are guilty. We finally made this world look like this." Federico read the words that the shelter had to brainwash and loop every day, but the movements in his hands were not chaotic.

"He's crazy, ignore him, I already knew." A woman wearing a chef's hat interrupted their conversation, pointing to Federico: "His wife is superhuman, and the ingredients he handles with his own hands , and he's been crazy since then."

Everyone immediately stopped talking and bowed their heads to do their own things.

But the next second, when Foreman appeared in the kitchen with a critical expression, everyone became nervous.

"Dispose of all the garbage in your hands now, we will prepare fresh ingredients for Mr. Wolfgang today." Foreman's words made many people in the kitchen turn pale, but no one dared to ask.

They just obeyed orders, cleaned up the sundries in their hands, and began to prepare for the appearance of fresh ingredients. Only Federico, the moment he heard the fresh ingredients, he started to twitch uncontrollably like a shofar .

But Foreman didn't care about his condition. He was the best knife maker in the kitchen at the moment. When the ingredients arrived, he would adjust his condition by himself.

"Be angry." Federico muttered in a low voice, as if comforting himself, and repeated again in a voice that no one else could hear: "Be angry."

(End of this chapter)