Society is a huge melting pot, and the furnace itself, what is needed is the bearing capacity, bearing capacity, and temperature, the temperature can only get higher and higher, dissolve all metal blocks, form a molten liquid, fill the furnace, and when the temperature reaches the peak, the society is formed, at this time, the temperature that is too high or too low, either dissolves together with the furnace itself, or the cooled metal blocks return to the solid state.

What color is the future!

All you see is a furnace, hot and hot, with a pungent smell of metal everywhere.

Everything you see, think, and know will eventually disappear in this melting pot!

All I'm trying to illustrate is a concept, or an effect, that your life, your career, your emotions, everything you expect, will become part of the molten liquid, and it's ridiculous that people are always stupid.

People have built the huge melting pot of society again and again, and the furnace has been overturned again and again, and when the furnace is overturned, the molten liquid released will swallow everything, and finally leave a hard and black condensation on the ground, and only the wailing of the sky will linger.

Vigilantes, don't try to build a society layer by layer, a stable society should not have only one form, one model, one structure, how to build all this, refer to geology, pressure and time coexist, become a proportional relationship.

I'm sure you can find the answer, humanity has failed time and time again in the Crucible Society, stay vigilant and keep an eye out, once the Forges are overturned, everything will return to the source.

The last thing I want to say is that you may not be able to change everything, but just like geology, pressure is directly proportional to time, if you have time, remember that time is a good thing, too much pressure, over time, will produce a stronger carrying capacity, geology is so wonderful!

The land can carry more and more things over time, and time is the catalyst!

BY – The Destroyer of the World

X stood quietly on the street, looking at a booklet from a small bookstall on the bottom of the street.

"Sir, it's only 5 cents, this is something from many centuries ago, and it has the value of collecting and preserving."

X unhurriedly took out 100 yuan from his pocket and handed it to the boss, his eyes were a little serious, looking extremely angry, and the boss was a little embarrassed, because there was no change to find.

"No need to look for it."

X put away the booklet with a black leather sleeve, printed with the words "Destroyer of the World", the memories of the past were constantly awakening, he really didn't expect to see the words of the Destroyer of the World in such a small market at the bottom.

Crazy, paranoid, madman in science, talking point in public opinion, X laughed out loud and walked briskly through the streets.

In X's eyes, the world destroyer is more like a vigilant person who stands on the edge of human society and watches human society, and he warns mankind again and again until that catastrophe drags the invincible human beings into the abyss.

Looking at the brand-new street and the laughing crowd, X closed the pamphlet and carefully put it in his arms, he clenched his fists.

"It's a clever thing to do, to extend the life span of human beings, to delay the time for the furnace to be knocked down, and to start planning the countermeasures after the furnace is overturned, you guys are really good, so good that I feel surprised."

X pressed the door of his head, the memory had begun to recover, he enjoyed walking on the street, enjoying all the pleasure that the revival memory brought to him, he walked into the alley, took out the booklet, raised a hand, took off the black leather gloves, revealed a pair of mechanical hands, his fingertips sprayed light blue gas, and soon the booklet was burned.

"It's better to seal these useless memories at this stage, after all, it will affect my decision-making! Just enjoy the day first. ”

"What are you doing!"

A person shouted at the mouth of the alley, and instantly shouted, someone set fire, X immediately put on gloves and ran away.

After 10 minutes, X found an opportunity to jump into a house in the back street, dodging the crowd, he stood behind the door, looking sideways at the people running through the window, there were indeed arsonists recently, but X knew very well that the purpose of these arsonists was the Hillman family.

"Oops, there's been a guest so early!"

A woman dressed only in tulle pajamas walked out of the room, looking at X with a smile.

"Sorry, I went to the wrong door."

X said that he was about to leave, but the woman rushed over and blocked the door.

"Since you're here, I don't care if you're an arsonist or whatever, you're a guest when you enter the door."

The woman's seductive hands were spread over X's chest, and a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes.

X took out two hundred dollars, and the woman put them away and leaned on X's shoulder.

"Guest, this service costs 10,000."

X's eyes widened, the woman was completely wrapped around herself, and she opened the corner of the crack in the door.

"Let's have a good time, guest, I can give you any service, but ......."

"It's too expensive, you're only worth a maximum of 50 dollars."

The woman shook her head.

"It's true that it's up to 50 at a time, or even less than 50, but you're a guest and you can only be slaughtered by me now, and I don't decide that I'm going to call someone."

X took out a stack of money from his pocket and was helped into the back room by the woman with a smile, but at this time X seemed to think of something.

"If you're willing to do me a little favor, I can give you more than just 10,000, okay, I'll send you to heaven first!"

The woman giggled.

"Are you okay?"

........

Located on the ground floor in District 118, a neighborhood on the edge, a quarryman's factory was full of people who had gathered just after 8 o'clock on the morning of January 3.

Some people came here last night, while others came early this morning, the sound in the warehouse seemed a little noisy, and in the noise, there was anger, these large and small gangs came from all over the bottom of the region.

They came today because they were summoned by a mysterious person, who said that they would be given a way to make a fortune, and it was only up to them to see if they dared to do it, and they also promised that this matter was absolutely safe, and that it would not involve legal problems, as long as they did it slowly, it would be fine.

Many people came with a skeptical attitude, and one of the most powerful organizations is Red Tide, the leader of the gang Potter, who has been on the streets since he was more than 10 years old, so brave and ruthless, as a powerful mutant, he is now just 25 years old, and there are nearly 1,000 subordinates under his hands.

"What's the noise!"

With Potter's roar, the people in the factory were quiet in an instant, and the large and small organizations that came here were all entrenched at the bottom for a long time, relying on many black or gray industries to live.

Drugs, women, and gambling are the three pillars of these organizations, large and small, and there are 139 gangs in total, many of which are hostile because of the problem of interests.

In recent years, many large and small gangs have been directly wiped out, and weapons are something that these gangs resolutely dare not touch.

Everyone knows that it was sent by the Congress to do it, and now most of their business relies on gambling and women, and the risk of drugs is too high, which can easily cause problems, and only some small gangs are still doing it, but they don't dare to mention the output.

Potter looked around a little angrily, and the mysterious people who had gathered them had not yet come, when a masked man in a black leotard came in, followed by masked men in the same costume, all of whom were carrying large heavy boxes in their hands, and many people were wondering what was inside, and many people realized that it might be a weapon.

"Alright, guys, thank you for being here."

The man in black at the head said, Potter keenly felt that things were not simple, this was the minerals of the Hillman family, and the guy behind the scenes was very likely to be someone who had a very good relationship with the Hillman family, or the Hillman family itself.

Bang bang bang

For a moment, the eyes of all the people present widened, and the gang leader who was still ridiculing them if it was a weapon shut up.

The large boxes on the table were full of banknotes.

"Really?"

Someone walked over suspiciously and casually, picked up a stack of money, and the moment he held it in his hand, the man took out a gun and aimed it at the man in black.

"No matter what you want us to do, you should know that wealth is not exposed, and who are we! Hahahaha. ”

In an instant, a large number of gang organizations directly blocked the doors around them, took out their guns, and aimed them at the man on the platform, who was held to the head by the gun but did not panic at all.

Potter casually estimated that 10 boxes of money, at least three or four hundred million, such a large sum of money is placed here, it would be a fool not to rob it, and Potter also glanced at his subordinates.

A group of gang leaders walked up with a smile and grabbed the money inside.

However, in an instant, with a touch of air that was visible to the naked eye, the heads of the gang leaders were directly cut off.

In an instant, a lot of black-clothed people appeared around the warehouse, accompanied by inclined bullets, but at this time, everyone obediently raised their hands, and had no intention of resisting, Potter's eyes widened, so many high-level mutants, several of them were still mutants who could use red particles, and the audience was silent in an instant.

Accompanied by the corpse of a fallen leader, the leader of the men in black said with a smile.

"These 8 guys are dead because they think they are stronger than us, but do we have the ability to put the money in front of you and not the ability to clean you up? Okay, you hurry up and choose a successor, the leader stays, and the rest of the minions can go back. ”

In a short time, there were 139 bosses, 8 of which were to replace the boss of the successor who had just been killed.

Potter stared at the money silently, the only thing he could think of in his head was loan sharks.

At this moment, a tall, pigtailed leader named Batu walked up.

"Loan shark?"

The leader of the men in black clapped his hands and looked at the man with approval in his eyes.

"The funds are provided by us, and the lending business is carried out by you, we 7 you 3!"

For a while, the leaders present were a little unhappy, but soon the leader of the men in black laughed.

"Any comments?"

Many people nodded in agreement, and they were also doing usury, but they didn't have that much money in their hands, and even life was a little difficult, and they had a large number of people under their hands to feed and benefit the local administrators.

"Look at it yourself, we don't care how much you make or how much you lose, at least 1 million, you need to pay us 500,000 a month, and at the end of the year, you have to return the remaining 200."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, they had to pay 8.4 million a year, and even if they did enough 10 million usury, they could only earn 600,000.

"Okay, you can start taking the money, don't think you can escape, we can make you disappear without leaving a trace, including the people in your family, if you don't believe it, you can try it."

One by one, the leaders are still hesitating, but earning 600,000 a year is already a huge amount of money for them, and the more they do, the more they earn.

Many leaders only dared to take 1 million, Potter stared quietly, this kind of blood-sucking practice, it is naturally a good thing to be profitable, but the risk is also multiplied.

Many organizations have an annual income of only 100,000 yuan at most, and many people, under the guidance of some people in black, are told that they can leave after counting the money, and they will come to collect the accounts on the 3rd of next month.

"If it's not enough, you can use everything from the user to mortgage, what you do is your business, remember, don't forget, the 3rd of every month, starting today, if you do well, the higher the amount, we can also give you a part of the bonus, as for the bonus, we will discuss it next year."

Porter smiled, and directly ordered 5 million, many people looked at him in surprise, and the leaders of some organizations also ordered millions, Porter already understood, what the other party wanted to do, now most of the bottom areas are still under construction, many businessmen are investing, as long as they target those businessmen, take their assets through usury, and make money by doing anything.

The bottom has a population of nearly 10 million, and most of them are short of money, and they can easily create more than 10 million in a month.

........

Frye stood quietly on the long slope at the entrance of the Academy, staring at the dazzling artificial sun in the east, his skin was pale, his lips were cracked, and he no longer had the slightest strength in his body.

Most of them were already too hungry to move, and for nearly two days of torment, every minute and every second, hunger was tormenting everyone's will.

It's just that no one is willing to back down, even if for many people, the feeling is worse than death, but the mind is clear that as long as you step into this gate, you can change your destiny.

In the past two days, many students have talked about their own affairs, and Frye looks into the distance with a smile on his face, there really is a similar kind of person here, and Frye knows very well that the grief and anger in his heart may not be anything compared to most people here.

Everyone wants to seize the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, because everyone knows that the opportunity to change their destiny may only be once in a lifetime, and once you let go, everything will return to the grief of the past.

"I'd rather starve to death than leave here."

A faint breath of eight or nine years old, smiling weakly, he came from the orphanage, he knew very well that if he went back, the ending would still be the same, he would die, maybe a few days later, maybe a few years later.

Although Locke was hungry, he leaned against the door, looking at the group of students in front of him, the will became stronger and stronger, they never thought about what the world behind the door was like, what the future of life in the school would be like, but for them, it was full of hope.

The students inside the academy were even more difficult, they didn't have to endure the cold, they didn't have to endure thirst, the only thing they needed was to endure hunger.

The entrance to the cafeteria hall was empty, and there were no students around, most of the students stayed in the dormitory, and the dormitory had a body data measurement system, and if the students had any problems, Lolita would rush over.

Yu Susu was making breakfast, and Lolita was sitting in front of the long food table, waiting quietly, and the seven gods had not yet returned.

Tonight is the grand opening ceremony, Yu Susu has already started preparing food for more than 600 people early in the morning, after being hungry, as long as they survive, they can drink a bowl of thick soup, and then eat slowly to recover their physical functions.

At this time, with a burst of falling sounds, Lolita hurriedly ran out, looking at the seven gods who fell directly from the city wall, but Jean's face showed a trace of indifference.

"Headmaster, what exactly ........?"

"I'm sorry, Lolita, I want to go and rest."

Jean walked quietly to the school dormitory, and soon he came to the door of Alpha's room, and after knocking on the door, Alpha opened the door after a while, and she seemed to be quite energetic.

"Uncle Jean, where did you go before?"

Jean entered Alpha's dormitory weakly, and Alpha also sensed that something was wrong with Jean's face, and she sat down.

"Did something happen?"

Jean nodded, and pressed his hand on Alpha's head.

"Is it hard, Uncle Jean!"

Jean nodded.

"Is it so difficult that even the strength can't solve it?"

"Ah, there is no way to solve it with power."

Alpha looked at Jean quizzically, crouching at his feet as if comforted.

"Then hurry up and start school and leave all this to us."

Jean smiled, but there was still bitterness in his smile, and he looked at the sunlight sweeping in from the bed, and looked at it with some distraction.

........

A coffee-colored Beetle car sped away, and with a creaking sound, it stopped in front of a hotel in Area 29.

"Get in the car!"

Pullman poked his head out, Wang Ying said a few words to the boss behind him, then turned around and walked over, and entered the car, Freya and Baozhen were there, and the car began to drive quickly, they were going to the hospital in District 88.

Chris was hospitalized, dying, and had fallen into a severe coma, I heard that it was a car accident, and the doctor only found the numbers of a few people from his mobile phone, and called Wu Qun at first, and then Wu Qun notified everyone.

Everyone decided to rush to the hospital, Freya in the car looked a little panicked, and Baozhen kept wiping her tears.

"It's okay, he's very strong, it's okay."

Wang Ying's face was panicked, and she tugged on the door handle with one hand, and Pullman quickly drove onto the regional connection road, directly increasing the speed of the car.

"This matter may not be so simple, Wu Qun is the closest, and it passed this morning."

Pullman said and called Wu Qun directly, Wang Ying took the phone, and Wu Qun answered it after a while.

"The vital signs are almost gone, where are you?"

"Just out of the house."

Wang Ying replied.

Wu Qun laughed helplessly, with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Lao Wu, this matter is not simple, there was a car accident? Nowadays, cars have an AI automatic identification system, and if you encounter a pedestrian, you will definitely activate the advanced braking system, and it is difficult to see a car accident. ”

"Of course I know that he was sent by the local administrator and said it was an accidental car accident, and I saw Chris's body and there were signs of being beaten."

In an instant, Freya angrily held the phone.

"Call the Monitoring Team."

Pullman shook his head.

"Lao Wu, you have to find a way over there to keep the evidence, this matter can't be impulsive."

Wu Qun nodded and said.

"I've already kept all the evidence that should be retained early in the morning, and the hospital doesn't plan to provide proof, I'm still working around, but there should be a result soon."

In a long corridor, Wu Qun hung up the phone, and through the glass window, he looked at Chris, who was lying on the hospital bed, his head was wrapped, a tube was inserted in his mouth, and his whole body was blue and purple, and on the instrument next to him, his heart rate and pulse were very weak, and he could be brain dead at any time.

Wu Qun looked at the other mobile phone that was trampled on, this is Chris's, he called Pullman yesterday, and after accessing the communication records, Wu Qun probably knew that Chris's school was short of money, and he should have gone to the local management office today to ask them for funds that should belong to his school, and it turned out to be like this.

"Don't you think it's better to give me a call and I'll give you an idea, Chris."

Wu Qun smiled helplessly, he pressed his hand on the glass, and pondered quietly, Wu Qun checked Chris's school file, there was no such person as Chris, and then on the day of graduation, Chris went directly back to the lower level, he should be the person of which family to go to school, and want to get a graduation certificate, otherwise the people who can enter that school have some family background, and Chris will not raise funds everywhere.

This situation was quite common when schools were just emerging on a large scale and the gods had not yet issued relevant regulations.

Wu Qun sat on the bench, pressed his head with his hands folded, and kept rubbing his cheeks, at this time the dean came over with some doctors, Wu Qun stood up with a smile, but there were still some management officers behind him.

Wu Qun directly blocked the door of the ward.

"What do you want to do? His symptoms now require a transfer to the hospital. ”

Wu Qun stretched out his hands.

"If the ventilator and life support were removed now, he would have died in less than 10 minutes."

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