Chapter 112 (2/2)
Like nirvana, a smaller creature flew out of the sun, with a slender body, cold orange pupils, and a body shape full of killing and death. The two creatures gently looked at Saif opposite the video, made him experience a second like a nightmare, then spread their wings and disappeared into the sky.
Seeing the sacred scene in the sun, Saif was only confused and afraid: what just happened? What happened to the king?
This deep fear made him lose all his mind of confrontation. He stumbled and pushed away the people who came up to stop him. He was distracted and scared. He trembled, curled up on the ground and uttered a uncontrollable cry.
”That's alien!” a voice came to his ears. Saif looked up and saw an ordinary big boy standing in front of him and holding him. His body smelled of poor people, which Saif hated most, but the boy was confident and looked directly into his eyes.
”Who allowed you to come in! This is private territory, get out!” Saif said as if conditioned.
He seemed to annoy the boy. He saw the white man stand up and say to him in a tone Saif would never want to hear again in his life: ”do you still think it was the past? Wake up! The Apocalypse has destroyed all of you. He has interrupted any proud place of you and the backbone of your nation.”
”You can't stand and talk to me anymore!”
”The oil is gone!”
Saif heard the last sentence. His expressionless face and expressionless eyes suddenly burst into great anger and ferocity, ”what do you say? What do you say? Ridiculous, absurd, what is oil? Do you understand, Luther? You're just a...”
”Oil has been destroyed!” the young man interrupted Saif. ”The output of eight floors and the reserves of five floors in the world have been destroyed! The oil is over! The oil industrial system is over! Your country and nation are over!”
”Nonsense! You put your shit!” Saif looked ferocious. He grabbed the man's collar and tried his best to mention him.
The man's hand was like an iron hoop, firmly tied Saif's hand and said with a sneer: ”do you know the apocalypse? Do you understand his horror? Maggots rotting in the dust dare to be noble. You rot eating maggots, I tell you, the Apocalypse destroyed you. He strangled your lifeblood like a worm.”
”We can deal with him, we can destroy him! He is just a person, what is he?” Saif struggled.
”Fool! Open your eyes and see! He is not a person. He is a disaster, the ultimate test of mankind. The Apocalypse of the end. All mankind and the world are fighting against him. The whole American continent trembles in his shadow. He is the enemy of the world, the destroyer, the Apocalypse, the nightmare of our life and the nightmare of civilization!”
The young man looked directly into Saif's eyes and sneered, ”what can you do, little bug?”
”Tremble in his shadow!”
”Why? Why did he do this? What is the alien? What happened to the oil?” Saif finally calmed down and was at least willing to think with his head.
”You're in the way! Insects! So, you were crushed to death. It's so simple. All power, strength, effort and wisdom are as weak as insects in front of that man, and finally crushed into slag. As for the different species, they are the famine messengers under the apocalypse, which brought fatal famine.”
”Energy famine!”
”They build nests on oil, multiply hyphae, extract carbon and chemical energy, evolve, survive and reproduce, and then destroy your country like crushed eggs, as well as the troops sent by the United States and oil tycoons. In only one day, we can see that they have changed from animals to gods.”
All this filled Saif's mind with chaotic things. He didn't know or even understood what the man said. The oil was destroyed! This news broke his backbone. Without oil and money, their country and nation will be a nightmare, a deep nightmare.
Deep fear engulfed his heart. Saif never considered what kind of despair, luxury and flashiness would be in a world without oil, which would burst in an instant. There would be no oil, no industrial system, no working people, and long-term luxurious living habits. Their country and nation would be more miserable than the refugees now.
A desert without resources. Instantly become another, the most terrible poor area. Their wealth will become the fattest lamb in the mouth of several big countries and consortia. Their fate will be more miserable than the Dalits in India. Thinking of this, Saif's heart has never been so calm. Others can't take care of it, but he can never fall into this situation.
The education he received made his mind clear.
”Who are you? Tell me what's your purpose?” Saif resumed his appearance as an elite and began to calmly consider his own interests.
”My name is Jean! Come to look for someone who supports me to defeat the Apocalypse! You have seen the last side of the king and the most favorable heir, the future Lord of the royal family, and I need your support!” Jean faded, and his green and astringent once as an ordinary young man showed his freedom and confidence in Saif.
The terrified elites, politicians and Saif's people in the hall do not know that the end has come! At least for them, their wealth, their power, everything they are proud of and noble, are crushed into the dust by a shadow. What is waiting for them will be a nightmare, a national nightmare.
Gene looked at these elites who were disguised as noble elites before he died and showed a very malicious smile. He thought happily: ”what about wealth? What about power? If he didn't know the future and the general trend, he would be crushed and fall into hell!” he looked maliciously at those people who were high in the past, showing their confusion and fear.
Imagine the despair on their faces when they heard the news.
In my ears, I heard the voice of an old man, a child, a man, a woman, a saint and a sinner: ”no one is born noble, and we will be king!”
Gene thought in a trance: This is the age of man, the age of man as king. The king must break his sword first! But we will be king! This is our time. Let the nobility and power of the past be destroyed in the flame of the future!