MTL - Number One Player-Chapter 56 Supreme Lord

South America, east of the Andes, Patagonia desert.

In the boundless yellow sand, the fire that filled the sky seemed to go crazy, waving its minions unscrupulously, imprinting the whole sky with a brilliant and psychedelic color of clouds, and even some flames almost jumped into the sky. A bit of the pride of "wanting to compete with the gods".

Even standing in an extremely distant place, it seems that the raging heat wave is coming, and even the face of the person seems to be covered with a layer of red filters that are indefinite.

Reflecting this volatile red light, Zhu Jiamu, the leader of the Huaguo Peacekeeping Force, gave an expressionless order: "Close the team!"

Since the policy of clearing the world's deserts has been determined, the peacekeeping force has begun the process of burning the world's deserts.

Sahara Desert, Arabian Desert, Libyan Desert, Australian Desert, Gobi Desert, Rub Khalil Desert, Kalahari Desert, Great Sand Desert, Taklimakan Desert, Patagonia Desert…

The peacekeeping officers of the detachment dragged their tired bodies and traveled all over the world in just four days.

If it weren't for the strong support of the countries behind it, sufficient logistics support for materials, and personnel to keep up with shift changes at any time, it would be almost impossible to accomplish such a miracle that requires rapid efficiency and a huge workload.

The sky has darkened, and against the backdrop of the vast starry sky, the fire in the distant desert looks more and more spectacular.

This Patagonian desert is the last desert target of Zhujiamu and his team, and also the last desert target of all peacekeeping troops.

After the cleaning of the Patagonian desert is completed, it means that all the large deserts on the earth have been cleaned.

The loud noise of the helicopter propellers stopped, the drones in the sky also returned to the ground, and the wheeled armored vehicles returned to the base with the soldiers in the distance, and today's combat mission ended.

"Sir, it's almost 7 o'clock in China time." The adjutant beside him reminded in a nervous voice.

"Oh..." Zhu Jiamu sighed unconsciously. He raised the watch in his left hand and stared at the moving hands on the dial, "Okay, come on, come on, let's look forward to God's judgment together..."

"Sir, don't be so depressed," the adjutant comforted his superior in a tone that he didn't quite believe, "Perhaps, after we clean up all the evolutionary animals and plants in the desert, the end of the world may really be terminated. "

Zhu Jiamu glanced at his adjutant with a subtle look: "Maybe..."

"Actually, whether it works or not, we always have to try it," Zhu Jiamu shrugged and comforted himself, "After all, if we clean up the world's deserts, there will be no end. One..."

"What if..." The adjutant murmured unconsciously.

The command room fell silent, and time passed slowly in the seemingly endless silence.

The hour hand points to 19:00 pm China time.

"Ding dong."

"The UP master 'Jiuqu' you follow has updated the video "Master of Creation"."

silence.

Suffocating silence.

The adjutant secretly raised his head and saw that his superior's face had turned pale.

No one spoke, and Zhu Jiamu's hand, which would not tremble with the gun all day and night, trembled uncontrollably.

With this slightly trembling hand, he opened the video software.

The title of the video this time is called "The Creator: The Supreme Lord".

Zhu Jiamu's hand stagnated in the air for more than ten seconds before slowly pressing the video play button.

The music at the beginning is still so melodious and vicissitudes of life, and the title of Jiuqu is still so exciting and moving, but all of it can only make the viewer's heart, bit by bit, fall into the abyss.

The desert in the opening shot has obvious scorch marks, as if to laugh at the useless busyness of the peacekeepers.

And between those charred grounds, the evolutionary animals and plants whose vitality was unbelievably tenacious began to sprout again.

The camera shakes and shakes, past the Sahara Desert, past the Arabian Desert, past the Libyan Desert... All the way to the Patagonia Desert that has just been cleaned up.

In the eyes of the soldiers of the peacekeeping force, this is almost a bright ridicule:

Hey, I'll tell you all about the future of the places you've cleaned up - look, the plants are growing, the animals are still alive, and you're all doing useless work!

...perhaps, not completely useless.

The butterfly effect says a butterfly in the Amazon rainforest in South America flapped its wings, causing a tornado in the Bald Eagle state of Texas.

The difference in the opening, after all, brings a different process and a different result.

After the development that flooded the world in the early stage, the future in the video entered a different trajectory: plants and animals began to divide the world and compete with each other.

A variety of super animals and super plants, one by one debut.

The ferocious-looking vine super plant spreads its branches and leaves to every corner of the Australian continent. Its twigs are sharp and thorny, sucking blood and sucking marrow. It competes for energy from the sun.

Contrary to this super plant in Vine West, the divine tree with supreme providence and eye-catching beauty spreads its roots all over the Eurasian continent and becomes the only overlord on this land. Its subordinates, various Seemingly harmless animals and plants are everywhere, and all things bow their heads and surrender to it to survive.

The giant Tyrannosaurus rex ran rampant on the continents of South America and North America. It was huge, agile, and ferocious in nature. It patrolled and hunted unscrupulously on these two continents, and occasionally howled to the sky. own sovereignty.

The giant birds soared freely in the sky, casting huge shadows on the ground, followed by hundreds of birds. It is the undisputed supreme king above the sky, and the wind ravages the world with him.

The two deep-sea monsters each occupied one side of the ocean, and the traces of filth spread from their surroundings, devouring everything that could be swallowed. A war for maritime supremacy is imminent.

After you sing, I'll come on stage, it's really fun!

A battle for the Supreme Lord is about to unfold between so many super animals and super plants!

This can be called a "world of great competition"!

"Click."

Cracks appeared on the screen.

It turned out that Zhu Jiamu accidentally squeezed the video playback screen with too much force.

With a pale face, he let go of his hand.

Through the broken screen, the time in the video can be seen slowly passing, but in the end it just stays in the tense atmosphere before the battle for the Supreme Lord.

The playback of the video has ended.

Maybe in the future, the battle between these super animals and super plants will completely destroy the earth, and nothing will win the final victory; maybe in the future, among the monsters, the supreme master who can really control the earth can be confronted. .

But that has nothing to do with humans.

Because the civilization and inheritance of human society have been completely destroyed, factories, schools, buildings, amusement parks, landmark buildings... all things that can mark the existence of human civilization are only ruins.

In the last paragraph of the video, Jiuqu actually gave the remaining humans a small shot:

On the Eurasian continent ruled by the divine tree, two yellow-skinned and black-haired people, dressed in tattered clothes, with a look of daze and despair, huddled in the dilapidated buildings.

Coincidentally, the two happened to be a man and a woman. Maybe, if you are lucky, they can barely pass on the genes of human beings? Like Adam and Eve in mythology?

Ha, really... a faint and tiny hope!

"Drip drip drip!"

I don't know how long it took, but the liaison equipment rang, breaking the silent and desperate atmosphere in the command room.

As the lead officer of the peacekeeping unit, Zhu Jiamu reluctantly cheered up his spirits, connected the liaison equipment, and replied in a peaceful tone as much as possible: "This is the fifth unit of the peacekeeping force going to the Patagonian desert."

The voice of the order came from the communication device: "Now for the conclusion of the emergency meeting of the United Nations Security Council:"

"All units continue to clean up the deserts they were originally responsible for, and make sure that as long as any evolutionary animals and plants leak out, they will be shot back!"

Zhu Jiamu pursed his lips, and the desperate roar in his heart almost burst out:

Does this work? !

After nearly half a month of rushing to the field without sleep, the video of the destruction of the world that comes after every desert cleaning, the helplessness that spreads in the army, all of this, the crying in my ears, this hopeless future , the horn of death!

All those emotions stirred in his heart, almost making him want to throw the phone back impulsively!

We can never escape a future of human extinction!

forever!

However, the literacy of the professional soldier made him swallow the full of doubts.

In China, it is definitely not an easy task to enter the peacekeeping force. First of all, it must go through a political review, and secondly, it must pass the assessment of individual defense skills, grappling and fighting, armed assault and other items, and then conduct a detailed psychological test, and finally pass the last elimination mechanism to determine who can become the final peacekeeper. .

To be an officer of the peacekeeping force, not only the military and political quality requirements are first-class, but also the image, foreign language, etc., the selection of personnel is from the Marine Corps, special police, Flying Tigers and other special forces, belonging to the elite. Elite.

This strict standard and his own high literacy prevented him from saying any depressing words.

In the end, Zhu Jiamu was a little dazed but still firmly replied: "Received!"

Communication is over.

The adjutant beside him looked at him cautiously.

Zhu Jiamu stood there for a while, closed his eyes to calm down, and then ordered: "Prepare logistics, tomorrow, we will go to the Great Sand Desert."

As the lead officer, he had to maintain his composure and look to the future with hope.

But as an ordinary human, he really wanted to question himself:

How many times will it take to bring the world line back to the right track where mankind will not be destroyed?

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