In the two-story cabin, with a wicker chair and wooden table in the doorway, Witt walked over and sat down.

"I think it's too difficult, it's been 100 years, so don't bother Jean, speaking of which, after the end of the research, a strange thing did happen."

Jean sat in the hallway by the hut, staring at Werther.

"Do you believe in ghosts?"

"Hurry up and go down to find the materials, you still have to go to the meeting later!"

Witt shook his head, pulled out two bottles from under the table, and tossed one to Jean.

"It doesn't matter if you open it or not, let's tell you this, Jean, don't continue to investigate, the closer you get to everything in the past, the more likely you are to be used by the enemy to make some of the past public, after all, it's not a commendable thing."

Jean snorted coldly.

"Why don't you wait for me to come back?"

"Who knows if you died outside, after all, you came back more than 1 year late, where did you go at that time?"

Jean shook his head and pressed his head.

"I have already said that I had no memory for a while, for eight months, and when I came to my senses, next to the pit of heavenly punishment, a small act, the impact was far-reaching, and the current rioters are not the undead who have come back to take revenge for everything you have done in the past!"

Werther took a sip of his wine and laughed.

"We don't want to, but you also know the situation at that time, everything was very tense, the fertility rate was low, infectious diseases were spreading, food was scarce for a long time, although there were still a lot of resources, but manpower was needed, have you forgotten that the city has been established for less than 2 years, and how many bloody conflicts have occurred? In order to survive the conflict that broke out, since the ancient times of this planet, human life expectancy can be extended, it can alleviate many problems, in fact, we are doing the right thing, some people are born pioneers, some people are paving stones, although it is true that the population has exploded because of the extension of human life expectancy, and the existing resources have been almost exhausted, but today's prosperity is not easy to come by, everything we should bear as gods is the future of mankind, and now we only need to step by step, By the way, the secretary of your section is in big trouble again today, and you still ........"

"Werther, do you think I'm an idiot?"

Jean lit a cigarette and squinted at Werther, who scratched his head.

"Now that you know, there's no way, is it the stinky boy who gave you a small report!"

Jean bit his cigarette holder in anger, and the ash stopped in the air as it fell.

"I said don't take me for an idiot, you think the situation is within your control, but in fact, the situation is far beyond your control, Werther, you guy hasn't changed from before to now, I really want to see what color your heart is."

The bottle in Werther's hand cracked, everything around it shook, and the grit on the ground began to float in the air, and a touch of dark blue particles floated in the air.

The ease on Werther's face vanished, and the moment he twisted his neck to stand up, Jean had already turned, and his angry cheek and a fist wrapped in blue light smashed into Werther's cheek.

bang

With one foot backwards, Werther sank into the dirt, and everything around him instantly turned to black dust, and with a loud bang, the ground caved down, and a large piece of the whole wooden house was missing.

Werther squeezed Jean's wrist with one hand, his cheeks sunken throughout, and orange particles fluttered around his feigned frenzy.

"Are you satisfiedJean, I said a long time ago, what people need is a bright future, not a dark past, because people can move forward as long as they see the light, and move forward without hesitation, those fires that are ignited in the darkness only need to be stepped on, it's not a big deal, it is true that the technology to transform people is deliberately released by us."

Werther stared at Jean with cold eyes, and the ground around the two of them was flattened little by little, and the extent of the depression gradually expanded.

"This approach is very correct, because the biochemical modification technology was still in the research stage, there was an accident, and continuing to promote the mechanization process under the sun will put the current stable city in an embarrassing predicament, so those guys who call themselves fighters are the best choice, no matter what they do in secret, it is illegal and wrong, we just need to wait until the time is ripe, crush them, and then we can naturally get everything they have painstakingly researched and perfected, Noah's child still doesn't seem to have explained to you in depth, this method has been practiced many times, and you have also crushed everything of those rioters with your own hands again and again, maintaining order, people can only burst out of great power in a desperate situation, whether it is despicable or unethical, we are gods, what we want to protect is this city as our people, Jean, you tell me, your hands have been stained with the blood of countless people over the years, and you have trampled on the corpses of countless people, What's different from what we're doing? There is no right or wrong approach, and if you want to see the future, you can only look up and look forward. ”

Jean lowered his head, the cigarette in his mouth extinguished, his fist creaking, orange and blue particles still colliding.

"Even so, everything you do is putting the cart before the horse!"

Jean's eyes widened, and in an instant, his body suddenly went sideways, and one foot kicked towards Werther, and Werther showed a hint of panic in his eyes, and he raised his left hand to block it.

With a loud bang, Witt grabbed Jean's fist and pulled Jean and flew backwards together.

Werther's hand was pressed down by Jean's feet in the air little by little, and with a loud bang, Werther let go of his hand, and the whole person smashed down to the ground, and everything around was crushed in an instant, and the clothes on Werther's body were broken to the point that only strips of cloth remained, he lay quietly on the ground, looking at Jean, who flipped around in the air, and suddenly struck downward, like a blue comet, and instantly came to Werther.

Werther stood up, half-crouched on the ground, and twisted Jean's fists with both hands, and for a moment there were puffs of green smoke around the two of them, and the air continued to make violent grinding sounds.

"Answer me, Jean, whatever you do, the city is still alive and well, what is it that is born under the sun? You're not a kid anymore, what did you see when we survived? Have you forgotten? ”