Chapter 3315: The third (2/2)

Therefore, Tie Xiong could only endure his inner killing intent and gritted his teeth: ”Citizens, please don't forget your sacred mission, don't forget that you are the only hope for the continuation of human civilization. Trust the authorities and believe in yours. Leader Wan Zanghai, continue the'trouble march' for three to five years, up to seven or eight years, everything will be fine, everything!”

”We don't believe it!”

”Put away your big lies, we have had enough!”

”There is no hope to continue forward, only to look back and return to our homeland-the earth!”

”Hundreds of years have passed. No matter how strong the solar storm is, the impact should disappear. What's more, there are wonderful meteorite powers. Now the earth should be restored to vitality again?”

”It doesn't matter if there is no full recovery. We only have tens of millions of people left, and with such advanced technology, we only need to return to the earth to find a small shelter, enough to establish a settlement, and then slowly expand outward. Rebuilding the earth, one day, we will see the beautiful homeland reappearing bright!”

”Yes, back to earth, back to earth, we want to return to earth!”

In the depths of the crowd, a few gloomy and fanatical voices suddenly heard.

Tie Xiong's pupils suddenly shrank.

Damn it, it's the returnees.

He said why the riots were so loud and lasting for such a long time. It turned out that the Returnists were fanning the flames and even manipulating them personally!

Ordinary protesters can ignore it, but the returnees are viruses that will erode the future of human civilization. Once discovered, they must be killed immediately!

Tie Xiong made a gesture behind him, and the military police's power armor immediately made a ”buzzing” sound.

The crowd was in a commotion, and the returnees hiding in the last screamed, ”No, they are going to do it, everyone, run away!”

The turbulent crowds, rolling up the stormy sea, flash bombs, smoke bombs, and incendiary bombs made by protesters or returnees, instantly made the scene out of control.

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An hour later, the secret room behind the bridge of the ”New Hope”.

It has a full set of state-of-the-art hibernation facilities and supercomputers that control the entire fleet.

It is the nominal commander of the ”New Earth Joint Fleet”, the former chairman of the ”Earth Council”, and the spiritual leader of all escaped mankind-Wan Zanghai's small palace.

Wan Zanghai is already very old.

Combining the twists and hardships of the earth, facing the endless catastrophes of natural disasters, as well as the vain and arrogance of the rich and powerful, the intrigue, including the **** storms of the ”Outer Solar System Massacre”, and several thrilling interstellar adventures afterwards-these volatile relationships The lives of hundreds of millions of people have seriously consumed his vitality and spiritual power. Although like his mentor ”Yuri”, he has cultivated his ”heart power” to the extreme, and has the dual maintenance of doomsday technology and hibernation technology. 90% of the time is soaked in the high-energy nutrient solution, he still inevitably shows an extremely aging posture, his face is staggered, and his body is covered with age spots. Every breath takes a long time to brew, as if this is his. One last breath.

The clear and deep eyes in the past were gradually replaced by cloudy and suspicious. The sequelae of excessive consumption of ”heart power” has been fully exploded in recent years. He has suffered severe visions and auditory hallucinations. In many cases, he is not only unable to deal with the intricate fleet. Affairs, even unable to control their own temper, just like countless young and heroic leaders throughout the ages, at the end of their lives, they gradually become a brutal and cruel tyrant.

When Tie Xiong paid respectful salute to Wan Zanghai, he could even faintly smell the old man's breath coming from him.

It is a very strong smell, symbolizing death and decay.

It was as if the seemingly weak old man in front of him, only his body was still alive, and his internal organs and spirit had long been dead and were slowly deteriorating.

Even the strong scent of the high-energy nutrient solution and the hibernating agent in the hibernation chamber cannot conceal this unpleasant taste.

”He is old.”

Tie Xiong thought to himself.

Then I was taken aback by my own thoughts-in any case, Wanzanghai is the only spiritual symbol of the remaining human civilization, a living god, how can a **** get old?

But after being shocked, looking at Wan Zanghai's slightly neurotic expression, he felt that it was not a big deal.

He is not a **** after all, he is just a person.

People will grow old and die.

After he died, he would give up his position.