982 Fate's Choice
Well, the invisible space fluctuations have brushed the earth again, but this time it is very different. The twenty-five-meter-tall giant disappeared in the blink of an eye, but the spatial fluctuations could not invade the Black Death Emperor's body. It was as if the very existence of the Black Death Emperor was capable of suppressing all disordered dimensions. Being by the side of the Black Death Emperor, Yang Qi was also not swept away by the fluctuations.
"Eh, this cow!" The light bulb lit up on his head, and Yang Qi suddenly thought of a good idea: "I said old black brother, how about you go to the hyperspace with me? Come with me, I invite you to eat and drink spicy food!" A pearl like a night pearl appeared in his hand, and Yang Qi planned to try to abduct the god in front of him: "I've been sleeping for almost two thousand years, are you hungry? Let's have a piece of authentic meat pill! Genuine meat pill, sweep away hunger, and be yourself." β
If you can kidnap this old buddy, the world is so big, Lao Tzu can go to heaven if he wants to, and swell if he wants to. Master of Nature, Master Cumin, are you!Master, come on, let me, this ordinary elf trainer, teach you a good lesson.
Black Death Emperor, come to my Master Ball!
However, the dream of being a trainer was shattered in an instant.
The Black Death Emperor glanced at the meat pill, then turned back expressionlessly. He didn't seem to want to express anything to Yang Qi anymore, so he drifted away and continued to walk towards the New World of the East.
"Hey, don't go, if I don't like to eat, I can make other flavors, let's make hot pot shabu dan!" Yang Qi was about to work harder, but the second spatial fluctuation brushed over again. Yang Qi disappeared with a swish, and was swept into the depths of space like a giant. The big bosses are gone, leaving only all the little brothers in the Pacific theater.
And in the distant aircraft carrier command, the bearded commander looked at the speed calculated by the radar, and his face was like ashes.
"Give me the president. β
The highest level of security encryption is opened, and the President of the United States appears on the screen.
The president's face sank: "I want to hear some good news." β
"Mr. President, unfortunately, the Black Death Emperor has officially launched an attack on our army. Moreover, he accelerated. At his current pace, he is expected to be on American soil in twenty minutes. The commander grabbed the hat on his head and looked like a dead man: "I must admit that conventional weapons have completely no way to take him." Unable to protect the United States, I will take full responsibility for the defeat of this operation. β
"Don't talk about this nonsense!" The president on the screen turned pale, suddenly turned his head and shouted at the outside of the screen: "Let the hearing over there start quickly, I will see the results in three minutes! Stop discussing whether to use it or not, what should be discussed is how to use it! The ultimate weapon that we have developed at such a high cost must not just be stored in the warehouse! We in the United States are the strongest country in the world, and we represent the most brilliant fire of civilization of mankind. We will never surrender, we must resist to the end!"
Thirty seconds later, General Ross and Pafez at the hearing received instructions from the White House president's office, along with the news that the Black Dead had officially launched an attack on the United States.
"Now, we are in a hurry. While this sounds like a dictator's way, we can't afford to go about it and start voting right away. The commander-in-chief of the hearing, the Secretary of Defense of the United States, made a solemn statement: "Those who agree to use the final weapon, raise their hands." β
There was silence, and then General Ross was the first to raise his hand.
He already had age spots on his hands, but those hands were raised high, unwavering, unhesitating, tough and stubborn.
If there is one, there will be a second, and everyone you look at me and I will look at you, and then one by one they raised their hands.
In the end, the big guy sitting at the front, the secretary of the three armed forces of the US military, also slowly raised his hand.
"It's good, at least we have reached a consensus within the Joint Chiefs of Staff. This opinion will be presented to the White House immediately, and if there are any consequences, I will be the first to bear it. The Minister of Defense looked like a rock: "Now, we will immediately begin to study how to use this final force." Get a few experts, we're running out of time. β
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Destiny comes from choice.
The United States has made its own choices, and this will affect their fate.
Fate acts on choice.
The reason why the United States has made such a choice is also related to its history, culture, character, course of conduct, inertia of thinking, and so on.
If history were to repeat itself, would the United States have chosen differently at this moment?
I don't know, no one knows.
But sometimes, the choice is not accidental. No matter how many times you do it, it is difficult to change, and this force majeure is called the torrent of the times. The torrent of the times will envelop everything, so that many things, especially the existence and direction of large volumes, are destined.
This is the most terrible and irreversible fate.
If all fate is a natural evolution, then nature has nothing to say, how it should be or what it is.
But I'm afraid, behind the waves of manipulating the world, there are hidden motives.
China, Mount Emei, Jinding.
In a small temple in the middle of nowhere, the boy was biting his fingers.
Boom, boom, the nails were bitten by him. The high-altitude area of Jinding is already cold, not to mention that it is the middle of winter, and wearing one or two layers of down jackets, coats or something is not used at all, and it can still make people shiver from the cold. But now, the boy was sweating profusely and steaming all over his body.
In front of him, on a dilapidated square table, forty-nine large-screen mobile phones were neatly arranged. These 49 mobile phones do not use any special series devices, but they are as harmoniously changed as the screen devices. An unprecedentedly huge divination was running on forty-nine mobile phones, and it was clear that there was no earthquake, but these phones kept shaking, as if they would jump on the spot the next moment.
Looking at the hexagram presented in front of him, the boy endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help but turn his head and shouted at the inside: "Hey, hey, this looks really bad, don't you still see me?
But the back room was silent, not to mention answering, not even the breath of the existence of a living person.
"Okay, okay, ignore me, right? You have your point, I'm calm, I'm calm...... Whether you can save my master and the world, the key is today!" The boy took out the travel bag on his side for a while, and poofed out a pad with a large screen.
The PAD also shows the hexagrams, which are also constantly changing. The boy kept comparing the hexagrams on both sides, and muttered nervously in his mouth: "If you can catch up, you should be able to catch up, it seems that there should be a glimmer of life." Girl, I handed over the Heaven Replenishment Diagram to you, which means that I will put this ray of vitality on you. You must succeed. β
In the depths of hyperspace, in the second level of Tiberium Laboratory, in the conjecture lane, Qi Meng raised his head with a feeling.
Time is running out.
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