The first ti I got shot, I was paralyzed.
This ti it’s even worse, a bullet straight to the soul...
ng Lang rubbed his cheek, struggling to erge from the sudden shadow of death.
Who on Earth killed ?
Based on the description, it must have been a top sniper who took out from a distance.
It doesn’t matter who killed ; what matters is, who is the mastermind behind it?
There are plenty of suspects; since Changqing Biological has reached a level of global attention, it has surely disrupted the interests of many.
Not to ntion sothing as sensitive as "over-frequency drugs" for military use.
Imagine, both sides are fighting a street battle, and just as one side is suppressing the other, soone injects themselves with a shot, and suddenly their speed, strength, and agility skyrocket.
Then it’s a spree of one, two, three kills, ending in a frenzied massacre... and ultimately becoming invincible...
Who wouldn’t break down in the face of that?
It’s a bit of a disruption to the rules of the battlefield.
So as a key technology provider, ng Lang must have already made it onto the watch lists of many forces.
Changqing Biological’s competitors or so national forces manipulated by capital interests, whether for financial gain or strategic reasons, all have motives to assassinate .
Besides... according to the book, I took a risk in 2038 and leaked the ssage of "Madman’s Doomsday"...
If the reason for my assassination is the forr, it’s not too hard to figure out, it’s just a bunch of foolish Earth people blinded by their interests holding back.
ng Lang could only curse in his heart and spit in frustration... "Idiots! Digging your own graves!"
But if it’s the latter...
What’s the reason for the person behind the scenes to assassinate ?
To prevent public panic by keeping the matter secret?
Or is it that... they actually don’t want to stop the end from coming?
I was already the only "eye witness" with knowledge of it, and even with such importance, I was still killed.
Was it because the organization didn’t value enough, or despite valuing , they couldn’t protect ?
With too many possibilities and too few clues, ng Lang’s mind was flooded with conspiracy theories, but in the end, he couldn’t co up with a reliable conclusion.
He quickly gave up on these futile speculations.
"Fate... doesn’t accept the surrender of ants..." ng Lang sighed helplessly.
To leak the divine secrets to gauge the human response to the apocalypse, or even rely on others to save the world, is undoubtedly a way of entrusting one’s fate to other hands.
To say it’s a compromise with fate isn’t an exaggeration.
And it turns out, those who surrender... do not die a good death.
Just as the saying goes, what you can’t get on the battlefield, you can’t get at the negotiating table...
"If I go solo I’m a goner, bunching up to fight as a team... ends even worse. Where exactly is the problem?"
ng Lang was at a loss.
In fact, he had considered making the "Doomsday" public, as after all, two heads are better than one.
Why should I bear all the sorrow alone?
He could guarantee that many of his forr "brothers" had also tried more than once to leak it through various anonymous avenues, yet nothing about this was ntioned in the autobiography.
Why? Because no one believed it!
Everybody knows that anonymous reports have a vastly different impact compared to those made with real identities.
In this day and age, if you want your report to go viral and get likes, don’t you need to hold up your ID card on cara?
Oh, you casually make a doomsday announcent online, and the big bullies would rush to send hundreds of nukes skyward to obliterate an asteroid just grazing Earth into bits and pieces?
Is that likely?
Wipe out one as it cos, two as they pair up – is the Earth’s nuclear arsenal so exhaustible that it could entertain humanity with a few firework shows?
Moreover, the asteroid is just a small, inconsequential rock passing Earth – a fleeting encounter, nothing more than a nod of acquaintance, with a sign on its chest reading, "I’m innocent," "Just passing by," or "Cot, Earth Friendly."
Faced with such a seemingly harmless and clueless cot, who could make themselves destroy it!
The so-called anonymous reporting can at best only add so poorly crafted material to Earth’s doomsday entertainnt culture.
Not to ntion, just type "Doomsday" into the search box, and the news that pops up could show you "a hundred ways for humankind to die"!
And it’s the kind of list that you can’t finish in three days and nights!
Things like 2012, The Matrix, Resident Evil, The Day After Tomorrow...
Bored Earthlings who have nothing better to do than eat, sleep, and play all day have developed various doomsday parties and Doomsday Churches...
If one day your neighbor suddenly starts digging bunkers or hoarding food, don’t be surprised – they will also encourage you to exercise more, learn swimming, and be prepared for harsh cold environnts.
Don’t linger on the sea, stay away from island countries, coastal cities, earthquake fault zones, and volcanic regions.
Try to learn as many languages as possible to make it easier to communicate for help – English, French, Spanish, especially Tibetan!
If there are job openings related to constructing sothing in the Himalayas, don’t think about the salary – do your best to land the job!
Earthlings, it seems, behave as if the end of the world isn’t real, and without it, living had no hope whatsoever!
With so much energy to spare, Earthlings have scheduled their demise down to the last detail, leaving no room for ng Lang’s truth...
He estimated that if he put up "Madman’s Doomsday" online, it would definitely be treated as a mashup genre of "Asteroid Catastrophe Resident Evil."
If a director took interest, it might even have a chance to turn into a B-movie?
For all this, ng Lang, with no strength left to mock, could only say...
Kids! Can you please take this seriously?
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