The end of the world starts with failing the exam

"You want to take a gamble?" The burly man looked at him and sneered, "Even if there is only a 1% chance that he will go against us, we can't tolerate him now, and we can't miss this opportunity..."

"How do you want to kill him?" The white man squinted his eyes.

"It's obviously unrealistic to rely on other Old Descendants, so in the end we have to rely on ourselves..." The burly man straightened his tie and said nonchalantly, "There is a self-destruction device we originally installed deep in the base. That's enough. Already..."

"You mean nuclear..." Everyone frowned in unison.

"That's the one."

The burly middle-aged man looked at everyone, with a slightly ferocious smile on his face.

"Raphael, who has been out of contact, has been contacted by us before. He said that he and Chen Jing live in the same city in the world, so he knows the details of Chen Jing very well..."

"Raphael's thoughts are the same as mine."

"He said that if you want to kill the tenacious old descendants, ordinary firepower strikes are not enough, so you can only take the last resort... For example, let a beautiful mushroom cloud bloom in Antarctica, and let that damn Chen Jing go Damn it!"

Chapter 231: For the sake of peace, kill Chen Jing

"Abandon that base?"

The white old man seemed a little hesitant. After all, he had spent the most time on that base over the years.

"How about waiting for him to come out..."

"Wait for him to come out?" The burly man in a suit sneered, "Are you getting senile? Can't you see how fast his winged followers fly? Do you really think your intercontinental missiles are invincible?"

"Using a self-destruct device to carry out a nuclear strike, is this Raphael's suggestion?" the woman on the side asked.

"Yes."

"Does Raphael have any personal grudge against this Chen Jing..." The blond man, who had been suggesting peace talks, frowned and muttered to himself, "He suggested from the beginning that we should not win over Chen Jing, saying that Chen Jing and [The Ether Association] has connections, and when Chen Jing really joined the association, he urged us to find an opportunity to kill him quickly..."

"Let's not talk about it now." The old white man said, seeming to agree with the strong man in the suit. "Kill him first. He can't be used by us. The hidden danger is still too great..."

"Just figure it out." The strong man in a suit smiled and looked around at everyone, "It's still the old rules, the five of us will vote by a show of hands..."

After saying that, the strong man in a suit was the first to raise his hand, with a hint of anxiety in his deep-set eyes, as if he couldn't wait.

"Those who agree to activate the self-destruct device in Antarctica to kill Chen Jing, raise your hands."

Soon, the white old man and the blond woman raised their hands. They had no reason to object to this approach of cutting off hidden dangers.

In the end, the slightly timid blond man looked at each other with the man in suit.

"Kill him." The man in a suit raised his hands tiredly and then looked back at the five descendants sitting in the corner of the conference room.

They all come from Hanging City.

But except for the old man in Taoist robes, the remaining four people were not alchemists.

Those four people were just employees of some high-end large companies.

Basic biological modification has been carried out.

Although it is not as good as the orthodox research association alchemists, it is enough at this time.

They used Hanging City's technology to build a simple regional virtual network, and then used special equipment or other "Hanging City old descendants" as relay points to carry out long-distance signal transmission...

The main purpose of this virtual network is not to communicate with others.

If you just want to simply chat, communicate and send messages, using the function of forum friends is completely sufficient. It is more practical than the walkie-talkie they previously developed, and there is no delay in transmitting information worldwide.

But forum friends are limited to chatting and sending messages.

If you want to control certain devices under the Antarctic ice, or remotely control other military equipment, you can't do it without a stable signal network...

"When will it detonate?"

The old alchemist with four bionic eyes installed on his forehead spoke. He didn't seem to have much respect for the people here, and he had a completely business-like attitude.

"The sooner the better." said the old white man.

"I'm going to check the signal repeater. If there is no problem... the base in Antarctica will be detonated in ten minutes." The old warlock stood up slowly, his thin body seemed to contain infinite power.

That sense of oppression unique to the old people made everyone in the conference room feel a little breathless.

After the old alchemist leaves.

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became much more relaxed.

"Turn on the video connection." The strong man in a suit lit a cigar, tilted his head and shouted to the staff, "I want to see what's going on over there at the base!"

"Yes!"

……

Western Ocean.

On some ship that seems to be wandering aimlessly.

The new giant antenna is constantly rotating, and the deafening buzzer has been tormenting the crew on the deck, forcing them to wear sound-isolating earmuffs.

Compared with these ordinary people who are tortured by the noise, the old people living in the presidential suite at the top of the ship have it much easier.

In the quiet suite.

Li Mobai was still dressed as an alchemist wearing Taoist robes.

At this moment, he was standing at the end of the big bed in the presidential suite, with his hands folded in his long sleeves, a smile on his face, and no real psychological activity could be seen.

"So you don't agree with my proposal and that of Vice President Huangfu?"

"How could I agree..."

The old man lying on the hospital bed was a Caucasian man with wrinkled skin covered with age spots. There were more than a dozen tubes inserted into his body to connect to the medical equipment nearby.

Although he looked half-dead, his eyes were extremely clear, without any turbidity that people of his age should have.

"You...are you trying to seize power..."

"Nonsense." Li Mobai said with a smile, with a sincere look on his face, "I don't know about old man Huangfu, but I am the most emotional person, and you brought me into the association in the first place... Yes, It’s a grudge, I remember it all.”

"I didn't expect...you...you..."

"I originally thought you would agree. After all, you are a smart man. Returning to Jiliu Yong will not lead to a good death. You should know which way to choose."

Li Mobai interrupted the old man's words and talked to himself.

"Those capital consortia...are all brought by me...once I die..."

"If you die, they won't make deals with the association?"

Huangfu was sitting on the sofa in the corner of the suite, holding a cup of pure Pu'er tea in his hand, without raising his eyes when he spoke.

"You have been lying in bed in a vegetative state for these years, and their relationship with you has long been distant. Don't forget who is dealing with them on your behalf..."

"I don't understand..." The angry old man looked at Li Mobai. Compared with the fearful and uneasy emotion that should be expected when facing death, his emotions were more puzzled and doubtful, "Why are you pushing back?" Huangfu comes to power..."

"Temporarily." Li Mobai said with a playful smile, "After the second round of exams, if I can return to the surface world safely, he will have to make way for me."

"This...have you all agreed?!"

"Well, it's settled."

Huangfu Huaisui took over the conversation and took a slow sip of hot tea. He seemed to recall the scene when Li Mobai came to chat with him that day. There was a trace of fear that had not dissipated in his eyes, but his tone still managed to be calm.

"You have to be smart as a human being. If you don't shit in the latrine, isn't that just asking for death?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huangfu Huaisui smiled, but there was a hint of self-mockery in his words.

"We are all old. When it is time to retreat from the rapids, we can no longer rush forward...Young people cannot stop it."

"I can also take the initiative to give up my seat..." the old man changed his words.

"You can't." Li Mobai shook his head, "I can't sleep until you die, and I've always hated you..."

As he said that, Li Mobai turned to look at the hall, where there were more than a dozen naked women kneeling on the ground.

They seemed to have lost their human consciousness and turned into so-called kittens and puppies, still licking each other's non-existent fur.

The youngest of them is only ten years old, and the oldest is in their thirties or forties.

Everyone is exquisite in appearance and outstanding in appearance. To the outside world, she is a "goddess" who can attract a long line of suitors.

"Old pervert." Li Mobai's smile was a bit cold, "What I despise the most is scum like you. In terms of being a human being, you are far behind the old eunuch Huangfu!"

"Who are you scolding?" Huangfu Huaisui couldn't help but glare at him.

"Slutty mouth."

Li Mobai pretended to pat his mouth and apologized to Huangfu for his pregnancy with a smile.

"President Huangfu! I won't talk about you anymore! I'll talk about him...Old pervert, how do you want to die?"

Li Mobai showed an excited expression, like a child who got a new toy and couldn't help but want to get started.

"I have specially prepared for you many ways to die that are unique to this world. I am sure you have never heard of it, and you can't even think about it..."

Suddenly.

Li Mobai lost his voice.

Huangfu Huaisui felt strange and looked over there.

Li Mobai's biological prosthetic eyes suddenly lit up with bursts of red light, and the smile on his face gradually faded, becoming cold...even angry.

"Damn it." Li Mobai suddenly cursed.

"What's wrong?" Huangfu asked with a frown.

"What's wrong……"

Li Mobai gritted his teeth and turned back. The red light in the pupils of the biological prosthetic eyes seemed to dye the whites of his eyes blood red.

“My brother is going to get fucking nuked!”

"???"

Chapter 232 Digital Virtual Network Battle

Although Huangfu had a confused look on his face when he was pregnant, he immediately guessed it after thinking about it.

After all, the only person Li Mobai can call "brother" is Chen Jing. Combined with the "nuclear explosion" he mentioned and Chen Jing's current location...

"Did something happen to the Antarctic base?" Huangfu asked with a frown.

He didn't get any response at this moment.

Li Mobai couldn't listen to what he said at this time, and his whole person was immersed in furious emotions.

"Now let the warlocks over in Antarctica cut off the signal! You can't let them activate the detonation device under any circumstances... Right! How long can it take? I'll handle it soon! Just leave the rest to me!"

Li Mobai's soliloquy was not surprising to Huangfu Huaisui. After all, they alchemists seemed to have their own communication methods.

Different from the current stepped signal transmission method of foundations and associations, their communication seems to be more efficient and stable.

"Okay." The red light in Li Mo Baiyi's eyes faded, but the expression on his face was still angry, "I must find an opportunity to beat them hard!"

"What's going on?" Huangfu asked cautiously.

"My brother killed that good-for-nothing Xue Shiguan." Li Mobai cursed and said, "This news should have reached the headquarters a long time ago, but we said we would have a meeting at the president's place, so... Damn it! It's all your fault. !”

At the end of his speech, Li Mobai glared at the old man lying on the bed.

"You mean... Chen Jing killed Xue Shiguan... so the foundation is preparing to nuke him?" Huangfu Huaisui asked tentatively, feeling that his mind was a little confused because the situation had changed so much. Soon.

"They are all afraid." The more Li Mobai spoke, the more he felt that he was holding back his anger, and he was gnashing his teeth as if he wanted to eat people. "I am afraid that my brother will kill them in the future, and he also wants to take the opportunity to weaken the strength of our association..."

"Do they have the ability to weaken our strength?" Huangfu smiled disdainfully. Thinking of what Li Mobai had told him before, he felt that the possibility of the foundation's comeback in the future was zero, "Those launch silos are now with The Foundation has a surname, but they can follow us as long as we need it..."

"Don't fucking talk to me about this nonsense. Let's get down to business now. Once it's done, I want to enter samadhi and come out of the underworld. I'm going to the South Pacific to see those turtles..."

After that, Li Mobai walked to the bed and took one last look at the old man.

"You're lucky, you old pervert." Li Mobai said expressionlessly, "I'm in a hurry, so I can only give you a quick death."

"Then...then I also want to thank you...Li Mo..."

Before the old man could finish speaking, Li Mobai grabbed the old man's neck and threw him into the hall like a garbage bag...