I'm Still Too Weak with Sss Talent at the Start

"From today, China will no longer establish any illegal drugs."

"I need to see results within two weeks."

"This..." When the soldier heard the words, his expression changed greatly, and he lowered his head and trembled: "My esteemed lord, lifting the restrictions on illegal drugs... I am afraid it will lead to very crazy consequences. Those drug mad people may seriously disturb the nation. security."

Owen narrowed his eyelids slightly and snorted coldly.

"Rapidly developing technology, there must be a place where there is no law, so that it can be used, what do you think?"

The soldier's face was slightly startled.

Immediately, he thought that his country lord had the ability to calculate and cancel the consequences of all illegal drugs. He must know better than anyone.

Perhaps after repeated calculations in my mind several times, I came to the conclusion that vigorously developing pharmacology is more profitable than the Doping Act, which is full of restrictions, so I took the risk?

"Yes." The soldier stopped talking nonsense, but agreed forcefully.

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The atmosphere of the war quickly spread to all parts of the world within a week.

The people of all countries have more or less heard some disturbing rumors.

Some are even deliberately spread by enemy countries, with the purpose of disturbing people's hearts and causing social unrest.

As the movements of various countries gradually become clear, each country has a very clear view on the banning of nuclear weapons in this World War II.

A complete ban on weapons of mass destruction.

Otherwise, the four countries will stand at odds, and the smoke of war will cause the death rate of the common people to be as high as 95%.

Such a war is not what the lord of any country wants to see.

All the people all over the world are dead, so what's the point of you as a bare commander?

The war between humans and humans has always been to seek benefits from each other, rather than killing for the sake of killing.

……

night city.

Main Street.

An inconspicuous bar in the downtown area, the mixed sound and the neon lights shining everywhere interact with each other.

The sound is played by heavy metal punk rock music, which is more hardcore than heavy metal. It is completely the sound produced by the friction and collision of various metal machines. It has no aesthetics and is disorganized.

But under the pressure of life, no one will care whether this alternative music is moving or not, and everyone's purpose here is just to vent.

Or ask someone of the opposite sex who sees the opposite sex and go to bed together to vent.

The so-called high-class person has not reached a certain status, and his high-class status is not static.

If he doesn't have the skills needed in today's society, he will quickly become a member of the Wolf Harbor.

Without it, the speed of civilization development is too fast. The human evolution history of tens of thousands of years in the original world has only taken more than ten years under this soil.

The rapid development of civilization has also put a lot of pressure on the lives of the existing human beings.

If you can't keep up with the rhythm, then you will only be eliminated.

It is very likely that the craftsmanship you used to make a living a month ago will no longer be needed in any corner of the world a month later.

Therefore, all people in civilized countries have to work hard to adapt and learn new things.

"Dude, give me another ketamine." Someone whispered at the drinking place at the bar.

"Brother, you're taking drugs too fast, right? You only took one half an hour ago, and now the effect is over?"

"One more, strong. Give it to me! It's not that I can't pay you."

"According to this way of eating, you won't live long." The thin man shook his head helplessly, opened a light curtain, took out a capsule and threw it at the man begging for medicine.

Soon, a series of data flew from the medicine-seeking man's wrist into his wrist information processor.

3000 yuan of world currency is an income that the residents of Wild Wolf Port cannot save for half a year.

"Then fuck it, isn't the war coming? Who can live? Anyway, the first people to die must be us people, whose attributes are blocked, and our current strength is still maintained ten years ago. No contribution to the country. You can't go to any of the eight forbidden places." The man wearing a gold tie roughly pulled his tie and threw the pill into his mouth.

A few minutes later, his face flushed, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out.

The whole person jumped from the bar and stood on the table, and his voice was like thunder.

"Come on!!! Isn't it war!!! Who is afraid of who!!!"

The sound even faintly overshadowed the sound of the bar, and many people turned to him.

And the next moment.

"Oh!"

Perhaps because he was standing too high, he accidentally touched the chandelier hanging at the top of the bar while waving his hands and feet excitedly.

The shattered chandelier slammed into his forehead, and the glass chandelier was torn apart on his forehead.

The remaining new type of current storage flowed through his body, and the high voltage instantly scorched him black, and sparks overflowed.

He lost all vital signs and fell on his head, causing countless people in the bar to scream in panic.