Qiu Mo stood on the small platform of the distillation tower and looked around, and under the tower, he could see one after another human heads carrying barrels of crude oil to the car, just like yesterday.

He turned his head to Wu Zong on the side and said, "What are your plans in the future?

Wu Zong smiled: "You can't live two lives in vain. ”

Qiu Mo also smiled: "I used to always see the protagonist who could be reborn in novels, but I really didn't expect to see the living one." ”

"Since the appearance of this terrible fungus, there have been more strange things in the world," Wu Zong shook his head and looked into the distance: "I've been wondering where this fungus came from, since there has been a human species, there has never been such a terrifying collective extinction record in any literature, we can't trace the source at all, this thing is like a chrono teleporter in the red alert to catch humans off guard." ”

"Yes," Qiu Mo suddenly interrupted Wu Zong.

"What?" Wu Zong looked back at Qiu Mo abruptly, and then understood that Qiu Mo was saying that this kind of collective extermination was well-founded: "For example?"

"Atlantis, for example. Qiu Mo said.

"Atlantis?" Qiu Mo spread his hands, seemingly dissatisfied with this answer: "Didn't you say that it sank into the Atlantic Ocean due to floods?"

"Another example is Maya," Qiu Mo retorted without hurrying, and continued.

"Didn't scientists say it might be related to drought?" Wu Zong denied.

"Loulan Ancient Kingdom," Qiu Mo continued.

"Earthquakes, sandstorms, and trade routes cut off?" Wu Zong said in a row the analyses made by three relevant scholars.

"Is there absolute theoretical support?" Qiu Mo disagreed, raised his eyebrows and asked.

Wu Zong thought for a moment and shook his head: "It seems that there is no certainty." ”

"Is there any civilization left?" Qiu Mo then asked, "Except for those rotten buildings, which can't be rotten anymore." ”

Wu Zong shook his head again: "No." ”

"Is there any documentation?" Qiu Mo asked again.

Qiu Mo's series of questions made Wu Zong a little confused, and he shook his head again: "No." ”

"Then how do we assume that they all fell because of natural disasters?" Qiu Mo shook his head slightly and said, "Those are just speculations. ”

"Atlantis and Maya have a high degree of civilization, and it is even very likely that they already have very advanced astronomical technology," Qiu Mo looked at Wu Zong: "Do you think that a civilization with astronomical technology will suddenly disappear due to simple drought, floods, and sandstorms?"

Qiu Mo's view is a bit of a conspiracy theory, and it sounds a bit like the Mayans are actually aliens, but Wu Zong doesn't know what to refute.

"I feel like you're kind of talking serious nonsense," Wu Zong smiled helplessly.

"Wrong," Qiu Mo shook his head: "Science is to make bold assumptions and carefully verify them. ”

He continued: "After thousands of years of human development, the continuous progress of science and technology has brought many breakthroughs to human beings, but it has also brought fixed thinking and stereotypes to human beings. ”

"You mean," Wu Zong asked with a frown, "Or maybe they died out because of this fungal outbreak?"

As he spoke, Wu Zong put on a cigarette and waited for Qiu Mo's analysis.

"Think about what the ancient civilizations I mentioned earlier have in common," Qiu Mo crossed his fingers and replied to himself: "The peak of science and technology, the maturity of the system, and the rapid demise of the system. ”

Qiu Mo raised his chin at Wu Zong: "Does it sound familiar?" ”

"Modern society?" Wu Zong heard Qiu Mo's meaning.

"That's right," Qiu Mo snapped his fingers and continued:

"Let's take a simple example, you must know that it has been tens of thousands of years since the birth of the human species," Qiu Mo picked up the lighter in Wu Zong's hand and lit a cigarette for Wu Zong: "Why did humans build the first airplane in 1903?

"Because," Wu Zong pointed to his head, "because human beings are always evolving." ”

"Your current brain capacity is no different from the human brain capacity of 13,000 years ago, and even the Neanderthals at that time were larger than your current brain capacity," Qiu Mo shook his head.

"What do you mean?" As the topic became more and more discussed, Wu Zong felt that Qiu Mo might be far from being as simple as nonsense.

"I mean," Qiu Mo pursed his lips, then raised his eyes to stare at Wu Zong's eyes and said, "Is it possible that human beings have been repeating the process of extinction. ”

"How is this possible," Qiu Mo's speculation was like a fantasy, Wu Zong immediately shook his head and denied: "Whether it is Maya, Atlantis, or Loulan, when they were destroyed, there were still many national city-states and human civilizations on the earth. ”

"That's because the development of those civilizations is far from the verge of extinction," Qiu Mo said calmly: "Before the first industrial revolution, we were even praying that the sea breeze would blow us across the ocean, and the obstacles of technology made it difficult for world civilizations to communicate with each other. ”

"But now," Qiu Mo took out his mobile phone and shook it: "We can even see Yellowstone National Park on the other side of the ocean with our fingers, and the progress of science and technology has led to the common development of mankind, and at the same time, it has also tied the world together." ”

Wu Zong pondered Qiu Mo's words carefully, and suddenly found that there seemed to be a paradox in his analysis: "Then if the ancient civilization that was destroyed at that time far surpassed other civilizations in technology, why didn't they build airplanes and ships to communicate with other civilizations." ”

Qiu Mo couldn't help but secretly admire Wu Zong's rebuttal, and Wu Zong's mind turned quickly.

"That's the crux of the matter," Qiu Mo nodded, looked at Wu Zong with appreciation, and continued:

"Let's use the analogy that we just said, 'build an airplane and a ship,' as a node of destruction?"

"What do you mean......" Wu Zong felt goosebumps rise all over his body:

"Is it really possible that they built an airplane and a ship at that time?"

This speculation is just too crazy.

"It's not hard to guess if we think outside the box," Qiu Mo gestured to Wu Zong with a natural expression: "Some key technology of ancient civilization triggered the tipping point of mass extinction, and this tipping point could be airplanes and ships, biotechnology, or even some unknown science that we didn't even know about. ”

"So you mean," Wu Zong's analysis of Qiu Mo was a little incredulous, and he took a deep breath: "This global catastrophe is likely to be the same as the collapse of ancient civilizations, but because of the outbreak of the information age, all mankind was tied together because of information sharing, so this catastrophe has evolved into a global catastrophe?"

"That's pretty much what it means," Qiu Mo shrugged, and continued, "It's just that we don't know what that 'tipping point' is, and we don't know what the tipping point is controlled by something, whether it's a person or a thing, or something else. ”

Wu Zong was shocked by Qiu Mo's bold conjecture—it sounded like there was some kind of force deliberately hindering the development of mankind.

Once again, he thought of the strange shape of the Enhancement Core and the familiar outrageous way of using it.

If someone else said so, Wu Zong might not be able to go to his heart, but Qiu Mo is a brain mutant, Wu Zong doesn't know how broad his thinking can be, although a brain mutation enhancer like Qiu Mo doesn't seem to be as strong as Heavenly Father's ability to be perverted, but I don't know why, Wu Zong just faintly feels that the brain mutation enhancer is the key point to turn the tables.

Thinking about it, Wu Zong looked Qiu Mo up and down while smoking.

Qiu Mo was a little uncomfortable being looked at by Wu Zong, and he twisted his shoulders: "You make me feel very dangerous to stare at me like this." ”

"I'm afraid I won't be able to eat you," Wu Zong sneered, leaning his arm on the railing and looking into the distance.

Suddenly, Wu Zong's brows furrowed, and he saw that less than two hundred meters away from the gate of the oil mill, several figures swayed towards the door, which stood out on the empty island.

They are now about three hundred meters away from the gate of the oil factory, even if Wu Zong's eyesight is better than ordinary people, it is far from reaching the point where Lin Xiao is so perverted, his neck is stretched forward, and he can't see what the figure is when he squints, but looking at the shaking strength of these shadows walking, Wu Zong's heart secretly feels bad.

"Gu Yami," Wu Zong called out the walkie-talkie.

"Received," Gu Masami's voice came out along the speaker of the walkie-talkie.

"Two hundred meters north of the main entrance of the oil mill, three people leaned over," Wu Zong said into the walkie-talkie, "Send someone over to take a look." ”

Gu Yamei couldn't help but feel nervous when she heard Wu Zong's words, and returned with the walkie-talkie: "Okay, go right away and keep in touch." ”

As she spoke, Gu Yami beckoned to her twin brothers, and the three of them pulled out their guns and walked to the main entrance.

Wu Zong saw Gu Yamei and the three of them walking towards the door and opened the intercom again: "Don't move it yet, get in the car, and start the car first." ”

After speaking, Wu Zong put the MP5SD in his hand in his hand, squinted one eye to adjust the position of the muzzle, and the three people who followed the crosshair moved slowly.

At the same time, the people carrying it below also heard that there was a situation outside, and hurriedly put down the stab in his hand and boarded the truck, and for a while, the sound of the car starting rang out endlessly under Wu Zong's feet.

Gu Yami was almost at the gate at this time, she opened the safety of the G18c in her hand, raised the pistol, and approached the door with a standard tactical propulsion posture.

Wu Zong adjusted his breathing, and the reticle followed the comer, who had also slowly moved to the direction of the door.

In Wu Zong's field of vision, just when Gu Yamei was about to meet the comer, Qiu Mo beside him suddenly stabbed Wu Zong.

This time, Wu Zong's original gun was missed, and Wu Zong frowned and looked at Qiu Mo: "What's wrong?"

I saw Qiu Mo's breathing suddenly become short, and he pursed his lips and looked at Wu Zong: "There is danger." ”

When Wu Zong heard this, he hurriedly took out the intercom: "Gu Yamei stopped and stood guard in place." ”

"Not over there," Qiu Mo shook his head, closing his eyes and feeling the source of the fear.

Then, he pointed in the opposite direction of the gate: "Over there, I'm afraid the strength is on par with you." ”

"On par with me?" Wu Zong looked in surprise in the direction of Qiu Mo's finger.

At this time in time, something that is on par with yourself?

Wu Zong was secretly frightened and raised his eyes to look into the distance.

Then, I saw a large black smoke rising from the horizon in the distance, which seemed to be coming out of a fire, covering a large piece of the sky in an instant!

Wu Zong was only stunned for half a second before he immediately reacted.

Oops.

It doesn't matter so much!

I saw that he immediately turned around and aimed at the figure who had already arrived at the door, regardless of whether it was a living person or not, only to hear three suppressed burst shots from the muzzle, and the bullets dragged the fire and instantly knocked the three people at the door to the ground!

Gu Yamei looked at the three people not far away in surprise and stiffened almost at the same time, and fell straight to the ground, just wanted to turn on the walkie-talkie and ask Wu Zong what the situation was, only to hear a noisy voice suddenly coming from the walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulder, and then Wu Zong's hurried voice roared out of the walkie-talkie:

"Run, run, enter the warehouse, the worm cloud is coming!"