I give the world destruction and rebirth

"Man, this is Night City! You've just arrived, there's a lot to see!" Big E looked at his fat sheep in the rearview mirror. It's not easy to find such a 'simple' young man these days.

Doligon had an expression that said, "You're right." He looked at the street scenes on both sides of the road, especially when he saw the girl wearing transparent clothes passing by, his eyes widened.

As a new player, this world is the first different world that Dorigon has entered. However, in the first few months, he was either training in the desert or running around the world. This was the first time that he did not have a mission description. , time is completely under your control.

Of course, it may also be because the person who issued the mission felt that just being in Night City was considered a high-risk job.

"Did you see that?" Big E kindly made a big trip, planning to take this poor man on a tour of Night City: "That's the Afterlife Bar, the place where all legends begin."

"Is Tang Ji also famous somewhere?" Dorigon did not forget his mission. He came to Night City to collect information about Tang Ji.

Markarian believes that there must be something that is not written on the paper, and these things are the things that can really deal with Tang Ji.

"Tang Ji? Enforcer Tang! I knew you were going to question him. This is the right person to ask." Big E immediately became excited: "You know, I pulled him once, and he was sitting in your position at that time. Yes, he was not so famous at that time and had just resigned from the Law Enforcement Bureau to work alone."

"Then what?" Dorigon wished that Ben had written down this story. He had only been in Night City for a short time, and he was already entering the main mission!

"I'm sorry, but the free story ends here." Big E turned to the passengers and said: "If you still want to hear it, you can search my homepage, Big E Tonight Show, in the puppy video paywall. This story is The one I sell best is the selling price.”

After all, Doligon had already done business with the aborigines once. He knew the subtext of the other party, so he directly took out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it over: "I still like to hear it from your own mouth!"

"You know how to listen to stories, friend. I will tell him some details only if they are dictated on the spot!" Big E glanced at the navigation. In order to better tell the story, he could only choose to go around again.

"At that time, Tang Ji chose my car from a group of taxis. Just like you, friends, you are all discerning people." Big E turned and drove the car onto the elevated road: "Then we Together we experienced the pursuit of the Tiger Claw Gang, a very famous local gang."

"Why are the Tiger Claw Gang chasing Tang Ji?" Duoligon became excited. He had already found the direction of his next investigation, the Tiger Claw Gang!

Big E laughed, obviously another fan of Tang Ji. He has seen too many young people like this. Tang Ji's reputation is not only reflected in street reputation, but he is also a real order in the world. .

Especially in Night City, this order called Tangji has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Are superhumans superior to humans? Can superhumans do whatever they want? Does transhuman bullying bother you? Call the FBAS Bureau directly and Enforcer Don will completely solve your problem, or the person who created it.

You can definitely say that Tang Ji single-handedly maintained social order in this era where superhumans are everywhere.

The Superhuman Registration Act is not only a bill, but also a restriction imposed by the FBAS Bureau on the behavior of superhumans. It is a restriction imposed by Tang Ji on all superhumans.

All superhumans understand that although they have gained power after awakening, they cannot do whatever they want because there is a more powerful person watching them from the top of the sky.

Once they plan to act recklessly and follow the rules of survival of the fittest and the strong is king, Tang Ji will treat them in the same way.

This is a simple and practical theory. Tang Ji has proven countless times that he is the one with the biggest fists. When he is willing to abide by the order, those little fish and shrimps below had better pray that they will not be impulsive.

At this time, the big shot who was regarded as order was destroying his own lunch.

Three kilograms of gray potatoes from the Gray Field Project, two kilograms of gray corn, five deviled salmon, and half a wild boar rib.

Especially the latter, not only does it taste spicy and requires a long time of soaking before it can be eaten, but it also emits a meaty smell during the cooking process, which makes it difficult for both chefs and diners to handle the process. Get any happiness.

Its only advantage is that it provides far more energy than ordinary meat.

Wu Qianying was sitting opposite Tang Ji, frowning as she watched Tang Ji destroy a huge amount of food. From a physiological point of view, it was undoubtedly unscientific for a super creature like Tang Ji to still eat and replenish energy in a human way.

Although Tang Ji can easily destroy more than ten kilograms of food and is a well-deserved rice bucket, this is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket compared to Tang Ji's consumption.

Even a dozen kilograms of gasoline can't keep Tangji in his current state.

But research has shown that the food Tang Ji ate was fully digested, so that he had almost no need to excrete.

"I think you still feel physiological hunger now, which is entirely due to spiritual needs." Wu Qianying pushed the dinner plates on the table farther away from herself: "Maybe we should let you try inediate for a period of time to completely get rid of the need for entities. Food dependence.”

"I don't want to." Tang Ji started cooking with an expressionless face, consuming today's food with a warlike attitude.

Tanguy's mood was not very high because Mikkelsen came to him this morning and hoped that he would fulfill his obligations.

Mikkelsen was going to start pushing the Gray Fields plan, and he needed Tanguy with him.

Only those who have actually eaten these things know what this kind of thing means to human beings. They truly eat just to survive.

"I didn't know you would care about this kind of thing." Wu Qianying didn't seem to care about Mikkelsen's gray field plan at all: "If we win, everything will be restored one day. If we lose, nothing will happen." People no longer care about what they eat every day.”

Of course Tang Ji understands this truth, but when this matter may affect the entire process of civilization, an invisible pressure appears out of thin air, making people breathless.

The Gray Field Project is a complex and huge plan, and those genetically modified fruits and special animals are just the simplest part of the entire plan.

Next, they need to promote these things on a global scale, and eventually cover the entire world, replacing the original property system.

This requires hundreds of organizations to work together to make countless large farmers and agricultural groups compromise, and this process will almost certainly be accompanied by bloodshed.

Mikkelsen compares himself to Famine because it was he who brought the Gray Field Project to the world, with the potential to poison humanity for centuries to come.

Wang Zhengdao was given the identity of a plague, and he needed to destroy the crops that had been planted and were growing vigorously.

This will be a long-term project, and Wang Zhengdao will become a kind of natural disaster, making most growers and operators realize that if they do not accept the new seeds from the Gray Field Project, the original seeds will not survive.

Anne, who entered the industry, became a war. This may be the first time she has been so close to the word, and she is responsible for the ideological war.

From now on, Anne will give long-term hints and guidance to hundreds of scholars and officials around the world who can influence large-scale arable land planting projects, so that they will finally accept this plan.

As for Tanguy, Mikkelsen only asked him to do his job and bring death to those who refused to cooperate, the last of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse to arrive.

This is also the reason why Tang Ji is somewhat resistant. He is not a murderous person, and he does not want to kill people just because of non-cooperation.

But Mikkelsen was right, they were too short on time to win over the die-hards.

Sigitas Lange, who returned in a different body, woke up in the underground warehouse of a certain gang in Neon. This time he occupied a male body with complex tattoos on his body.

The body is strong and powerful, but it is a little stiff due to long-term refrigeration storage. Sigitas moves his joints while looking at the description of the body's native ability in the attribute interface.

[Armor Transformation: When you activate this ability, a set of neon warrior armor that appears out of thin air will wrap you up, strengthen your body, and gain the ability to use swords skillfully]

A low-value body, Sigitas gave his own evaluation after using his ability for the first time.

After fighting aborigines like Tangji, Sigitas would naturally not be satisfied when he came back to face these superhuman bodies that looked like rotten fish and shrimps.

But fortunately, this time his purpose is not to create death, but to pursue death and eternal tranquility.

As agreed, he spread news about Tangji on the black market. Although few players would believe this, as time goes by, this rumor may eventually become a taboo when facts prove it.

When he thought of this, Sigitas showed a twisted smile. He regarded that message as the Gaobili he left to the world, and of course, his own death.

Sigitas, who returned from the promised flushing, found a pair of clothes that didn't quite fit in the cabinet next to him, and then planned to find Tang Ji to seek death.

Completely ignoring the task content prompted in the task bar. Since the task system was launched, the pioneers are no longer on-site to guide players. The mature task system can independently complete the novice guidance.

"Lord Adventer! As agreed, we have provided you with a physical body, and you need to help us solve some problems." A man wearing neon traditional warrior uniforms stood in front of Sigitas and bowed deeply. : "I wonder if there is something we did wrong that made you unhappy?"

"I have more important things to do." Sigitas pushed away the aborigines blocking the way, and relied on his physical advantage to squeeze out directly.

But in the corridor outside, there were two rows of shirtless men holding knives. They all looked at Sigitas, as if waiting for his order.

"Have you forgotten your mission? You should lead us to victory like the last war ghost!" The man behind him was still chattering.

But Sigitas had lost his patience. He suddenly turned around, grabbed the man's throat with one hand, lifted him up, slammed him against the wall, and directly broke his neck with his hands: "I said, I have something to do. .”

Sigitas looked back at the swordsmen again, and the madness in his bones gradually entered his brain. It is reasonable to cause some death on the road of pursuing death, isn't it?

As a burst of blood-red wind and sand blew by, Sigitas transformed into an armored warrior on the spot, and a long neon sword also formed.

"Come on! No one can escape!" Sigitas rushed over like a mad tiger.

A few minutes later, Sigitas, covered in blood, walked out of the underground warehouse. Outside was a busy street with pedestrians everywhere.

But no one seemed to care about Sigitas' strange behavior. The people here were used to fighting and killing every day. The gang members Sigitas massacred were not many, and they didn't even have decent weapons.

"Where is this place?" Sigitas grabbed the man passing by and asked, "I want to go to the Federation, how do I get there?"

The man shook his head in a panic and tried to leave, but Sigitas didn't like people who ignored his problems, so he beheaded the other person with a samurai sword.

At this time, the world was in chaos.

Sigitas was very satisfied with the chaos he had caused. He walked struttingly down the street and had a taste at an unoccupied stall.

However, as a helicopter with the Arasaka Clover logo printed on it appeared from a distance, Sigitas stopped laughing.

Two soldiers wearing different styles but the same color exoskeleton armor jumped directly from the helicopter and surrounded him one after another.

"People in front, listen, you must put down your weapons now, immediately."

Before he could finish speaking, the blood-red sand emerged again, and Sigitas became a warrior again.

The two exoskeleton soldiers looked at each other, each activated the strengthening function of the armor, and then took action first.

Facing the attack of Arasaka's heavy security, Sigitas' sword became meaningless. As he said, a low-level body whose abilities looked beautiful, but actually had no potential at all.

In just one minute, Sigitas was pinned to the ground with an incapacitating stick and unable to move. Another team of security guards wearing only body armor broke into the underground warehouse where Sigitas was. Then they discovered There were corpses all over the basement.

"Take me to the Federation. I'm going to find Tang Ji, otherwise you will regret it." Sigitas turned his head so hard that he almost broke his muscles. He just stared at the two security guards who suppressed him: "I'm a player! Do you understand? If you don't understand, let someone who can understand do it!"