Apocalyptic Forecast

　　　　, it seemed as if silence had suddenly come.

　　 The noisy sounds around 　　 disappeared.

　　 The whole area is in order, without any pause, the infusion of the infusion, the disinfection of the disinfection, the dressing of the dressing, the medical room is running as usual.

　　 It’s just that even the original breathing sound is gone at this moment.

　　 It seems that everyone is bowing their heads, focusing on their work. But secretly he couldn't help but quietly raised his ears, hiding the blazing gossip fire in his eyes.

　　 Especially the ears of a sublime who pretends to be asleep almost turned to the back of his head...

　　 There is no way, some things, from the eighties to the eighties, everyone likes to listen to them even the most serious people.

　　 The parties personally told about their mental journey, how fresh!

　　 How can you comfort yourself for your hard work in **** without secretly listening?

　　 "So, what happened to the child—"

　　 Andrea concealed the curiosity and desire for voyeurism in her chest, lowered her voice, and her big eyes were full of expectation: "Is it true?"

　　 Huaishi looked at her blankly.

　　 The eyes are black.

　　 finally felt the social death close at hand——

what happened? !

　　 No, how come one or two of you know so fast?

　　 Also, didn’t you come to **** to explore and explore the real world? What is your determination to sacrifice and pay for the present situation? Do you not forget the scandal of staring at your colleagues when you go to hell?

and also……

　　 Huaishi's eyeballs rolled, and finally reacted, her expression serious: "Who said this!"

　　 "Great Master."

　　 After Andrea finished speaking, she immediately hid her mouth in astonishment, unbelievable: "Really?"

"No!"

　　 Huaishi rolled her eyes, furious: "You believe him, I'm a virgin!!!"

　　 So, ten minutes later, the entire Iron Crystal Seat knew that Huai Shi was a virgin...

　　 The Huai poem at this time has no strength to argue.

　　 It won’t be useful even if it is justified.

　　He is ready to welcome the coming of social death.

　　 After cleaning, stitching, bandaging, and blood transfusion like an assembly line, Huai Shi was stuffed into a wheelchair, directly attached to a person with a sling, and sent to a conference room temporarily transformed into a hangar.

　　 ushered in the final task.

　　 Listening to the voice above, he yawned, unable to hide his sleepiness.

　　 began to wander.

　　.

　　 "...Next, we are about to enter the final stage of competition for the Twilight Country."

　　 In the corner of the hangar, in the temporary meeting room where several boxes were piled up, the secretary announced: "This is the most important stage. No slack or omission is allowed."

　　 a solemn response.

　　 Huaishi opened his mouth to keep up, but found that when he reacted, everyone had finished shouting, only his voice was dragged behind.

　　 is very embarrassing.

　　 The chief secretary glanced at him, reluctantly retracted his gaze, and said: "According to the control room's divination and chaotic calculations, in 20 minutes, we will be able to completely crack the outer defense and activate the central tower.

　　 It is foreseeable that there will be a lot of unknown changes in the town of dusk.

"At that time, the Grand Master needs to fight with the Ivy League for control in the hell, and he has no time to take care of him. Ms. Andrea will preside over the defense line, but she will not take action unless necessary. The task and command will be my responsibility. Therefore, the front line The victory or defeat will be left to you."

　　 Everyone raised their voices in response.

　　 This time, Huai Shi finally kept up with the rhythm and did not fall behind.

The secretary looked around and announced: "Then, according to the previous arrangement, all personnel will start to act after ten minutes. The members of the exploratory team will still be chaired by August. You need to give priority to ensuring the safety and actions of the scholars and alchemist team. , You should have been used to it a long time ago, and I don’t need to say more. Your purpose is to ensure that the "Permafrost Furnace Heart" can start smoothly. In addition, the priority of everything must be backward..."

　　 In the dizziness, the chief secretary's voice seemed to be getting farther and farther away.

　　 Huaishi lowered his head and fell asleep in sleepiness.

　　 In this short sleep, it seemed as if a flower suddenly appeared in front of him, and it appeared in the middle of the forest of birds and flowers, a scene of life.

　　 "What the hell?" Huai Shi looked around blankly.

　　 Above the countless lush trees, there are artificial stars under the night and the eternal sun hanging between the sky and the earth.

　　 There was pleasant laughter from afar, and some people were talking and laughing softly.

　　 But when he raised his head, he saw a huge shadow standing at the end of his line of sight, like a huge tower supporting the entire world.

　　 is like a carefully carved tombstone.

　　 Just looking at it, I felt inexplicable fear and anxiety, and...unspeakable pain!

　　 The invisible big hand ravaged his lungs and gripped his heart.

　　 He fell to the ground, trying to get up, but his limbs were quickly shattering, like fragile pottery, falling apart in the spread of the cracks, and the darkness like a fountain emerged from the cracks

　　 When he tried to raise his head, he saw the weird shadow in front of him.

　　 wore a crown on his head and a solemn vestment. The decayed bone was looking down at him, his lips closed, as if he was telling something, but Huai Shi couldn't hear it.

　　 In the dizziness and pain, only the sound of thunder exploded.

　　 "Huaishi!"

　　 In the ear, an unpleasant voice suddenly sounded: "Huai Shi, can you hear me?"

"I'm here!"

　　 Huaishi opened his eyes, sweating.

　　 finally woke up from the nightmare.

　　 There are no ghosts or monsters in front of him, only a huge figure, glowing with steel light, frowning at him.

　　 is the great master.

　　 On his palm reaching Huaishi, the light of the alchemy secret instrument slowly dissipated.

　　 I don’t know when the meeting is over, and there are no other people around. After seeing Huai Shi wake up, the secretary at a distance turned and left.

　　 "How long did I sleep?"

"ten minutes."

The Grand Master replied coldly: "After the meeting, Simon found that you couldn't wake up anymore, so he pulled me over... At that time, I was preparing to crack the important steps before the practice, and the entire secret instrument was delayed for ten minutes. Thanks to you, I really hope you can get back these ten minutes."

　　 "I will." Huai Shi smiled reluctantly, wiping the sweat off her face.

　　 "Dreaming?" the Grand Master asked.

　　 "Yes..." Huai Shi nodded, recalling those scenes in the dream, frowning: "The sun-caster...he seems to...have something to say to me."

　　 "It is not only him who has something to say to you, but also the one in front of you."

　　 The great master bowed his head, looked at his face, and asked each word: "Now, Huai Shi, answer me-are you still awake?"

　　 "...Yes." Huai Shi nodded.

　　 "So, can you do your job?"

"I can."

　　 Huaishi answered.

　　The Grand Master did not speak any more, staring at him silently, as if trying to sniff out any trace of anxiety and panic, and finally, slightly nodded: "I hope so."

　　 He picked in the medicine box next to him, mixed the medicine quickly, and finally picked up the syringe, put it on Huaishi's neck, and pulled the trigger.

　　 The cold medicine was instantly injected into the carotid artery. After a while of discomfort, Huaishi’s drowsiness and sleepiness began to subside quickly, and he returned to sober

　　 It seems that breathing has become much smoother.

"what is this?"

　　 "The stabilizer used for the spiritual nature can temporarily keep your consciousness clear. In fact, you should be allowed to use the'regret medicine', but few people can bear the influence of mental mechanization."

The Grand Master pulled out the syringe and threw it into the trash basket: "After all the sub-control centers are activated, the Twilight Country will enter the stage of activation. The records left in the **** will be more active than usual, and it will cause you deeper. Impact.

　　 was originally more subtle, but you have been locked in the ivy for a while, and suddenly you return to the ground, it will be difficult to adapt. "

　　 "I am... allergic?" Huai Shi couldn't believe it.

　　 "This can be regarded as an inherent defect of the heavenly pedigree. Excellent individuals will gain the adaptability of the abyss, but at the same time it will be more difficult to resist the influence of the **** record. The possibility of being assimilated and solidified by **** will also increase greatly."

　　 Grand Master reminded, "You have to be careful not to become like Condra."

　　 Huaishi's movements stiffened a bit, and once again recalled the figure assimilated by this hell.

　　 Huaishi hasn't seen him for a long time, but that doesn't mean that Condra has disappeared... As long as the Twilight Country still exists for one day, he will not be free.

　　 "Can we really save him?" Huai Shi hesitated for a long time, and finally asked.

　　 "Perhaps it is." The Grand Master asked back: "But do you think that after being assimilated for a while, the original Condra will be saved again?"

　　 Huai poem is speechless.

　　 In the short silence, a sharp bell rang in the distance, mixed with a faint roar.

　　 The siren sounded one after another.

　　 Huai Shi looked up in shock: "What is that?"

　　 "The forecast for the opening of the stage."

　　 Grand Master retracted his gaze: "The rest time is over, Huai Shi, the final curtain will be unveiled, everyone should return to their place, including me and you."

　　 "It sounds like I have a lot of weight."

　　 "Yes, who said that tool people are not important?"

　　 Great Master patted him on the shoulder, before leaving, he took a last look, "Everyone has something to do well, we do our best..."

　　 "I will leave the rest to you."

　　.

　　 One minute later, Huaishi had changed his equipment again and walked into the hangar again.

　　 The roar from outside became louder and louder.

　　 The world has never been temporarily suspended because of Huai Shi's breathing. The battle between the nano-sequence mechanical body from the ivory tower and the synthetic behemoth of the ivy continues, and even gets worse.

　　 Numerous flapping-wing planes flew into the sky along the orbit, and started a new struggle in the clouds, or fell.

　　 Through the blood rain and fog outside the door, one can see the flames one after another.

In this real hell, the two sides are working hard to make **** more hell... Is it because it is already hell, no matter how it is, it will not get worse, or because after coming to hell, they are liberated without any scruples. What about nature?

　　 is hard to understand.

　　 In front of the gate of departure, a truck with an overall replacement of armor and equipment has been waiting for a long time. The door opened, waiting for his arrival.

"Awaited."

　　 Huaishi walked into the carriage and greeted the colleagues sitting on both sides.

　　 Auguste, who was sharpening the blade of the axe, raised his head and glanced at him, then raised his brows: "After a good night's sleep, it looks good."

　　 "I hope it's more than just the appearance."

　　 Huaishi shrugged and sat in the last empty seat in the car.

Next to 　　 was a gray-clothed girl who was a little disturbed. Her armor was covered with a gray robe, she was holding her helmet stiffly, not daring to look up at her teacher.

　　 "Are you nervous?" Huai Shi asked, "I was a little scared when the secretary said that you signed up. To be honest."

　　 "……"

　　 Yuanyuan lowered his head, fearing that Huai Shi would be angry because of her unauthorized decision.

　　 "Where is Xiao Nineteen?" Huai Shi raised her head and looked at other places in the carriage, "Should be there?"

　　 "It's here, it's here."

　　 The man diagonally opposite quickly took off his helmet, showing a slightly stiff and enthusiastic smile: "What's your order?"

　　 Looking at the insincere smile, Huai Shi couldn't help sighing: "I guess you must think that if Yuanyuan signed up and didn't report it, you will be remembered in the teacher's heart, right?"

　　 "Teacher, where are you, why would I think of you as that kind of person?" Lin Jiu Zhensheng said, "It's all my voluntary!"

　　 "Really? Then you remember to be at the forefront later, I'll be the supervising team -"

　　 There was a sound of laughter all around.

　　 Lin XIX narrowed his neck, afraid to speak.

　　 "Okay, relax."

Huai Shi shook his head, "I've already gotten in the car, can I still chase you off? Besides, the chief secretary told me that when I was away, both of you did a good job. Death."

　　 Auguste joined in and raised his hand: "I'll testify about this. Although the kid slipped a little, he slipped very fast. As for the little girl...I don't have a chance to do it yet, I'm looking forward to it."

　　 "Let me say that it is best for them to stay in the iron crystal seat and make soy sauce, but if they become sublimers, how can they escape?"

　　 Huaishi said with emotion: "As a student, under such circumstances, willing to follow me on the battlefield is already a rare honor for the teacher.

　　 So, I won’t say any reprimands, I just hope you can understand the dangers. "

　　 He said: "Protect yourself, don't rush to the front as soon as my brain gets hot."

　　 In silence, the two students nodded solemnly.

　　After thinking for a moment, Huai Shi scratched her head awkwardly and lowered her voice: "Also... if you can't beat it, then surrender. As long as you don't be found to be my student, there shouldn't be any major problems.

　　 If it's a big deal, I will be locked up for a few days. The food in the Ivy League prison is pretty good. The bread and soup are very nourishing. Maybe you can still gain two catties. "

　　 As he talked, he couldn't help but burst into laughter: "The people inside speak nicely, all of them are talents, but they are actually quite interesting..."

　　 The silence came suddenly, everyone watched in amazement as Huai Shi gave his students the opportunity to face the enemy... Suddenly, they wanted to kill the dog traitor on behalf of the Ivory Tower.

　　 God **** two or five sons.

　　 Is there something wrong with your classroom?

　　 Where can there be teaching students how to surrender to the enemy in front of their teammates!

　　 Even if he knew that this was wrong, Huai Shi couldn't help but expect her students to move faster when they surrender... I wish I could sew a small white flag with me.

　　Of course, my own children have to feel bad about it~www.ltnovel.com~ Finally, there are two students. If one dies, I don’t know how sad it will be.

　　 No matter how worried and uneasy he is, he can't get them off the car.

　　 In the final analysis, to become a sublimator, unless you always stay in your own one-third of an acre to maintain the Buddha system, who can not have this day?

Yuanyuan’s self-preservation ability Huai Shi is not worried, but Lin XIX has no ability to fight head-on... Huai Shi can only give him the sacrificial knife, and instructs him to be a long-range support. Don't make heads anymore.

　　 But these thoughts do not require Huai Shi's instructions.

　　 When he really wants to run, he must run faster than himself.

　　 Just like that, after a short wait, the door slowly closed.

　　 In the rain of blood outside the gate, a storm swept across, countless flames rose slowly, occupying the sky, as if the whole world had been completely ignited.

　　 The world is immersed in blood and fire.

　　 The truck that had been waiting for a long time shook and hurried out toward the **** ahead.

　　 At that moment, everyone stopped talking.

　　 clenched the weapon in awe.

　　 From this moment, the battle to determine the ownership of **** has begun.

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