The Human Completion Project has begun.

Any citizen who hears the fantasy of Mite, feeling that their five senses are being rapidly withdrawn, roars into the sky, and the shimmer of light rising from the zenith slowly but surely rises into the sky.

Sight, taste, hearing, touch, and smell are all gone, and the whole world is like falling into invisible darkness, but there is no cold fear.

It's as comfortable as bending over and cowering in the womb of your mother.

The shattered memories that were cherished in the mind were picked up, pieced together, and then poured into a mixture like iron slag thrown into a furnace, and it was no longer possible to distinguish between them.

A million, ten million, a hundred million,

The glowworm-like points of light that shimmered faintly converged into a mighty river, rising from the ground, gradually melting into a blurry female projection with closed eyes and smiling in the sky.

That's Alayah, 100 million individual individuals with the help of the fantasy master, the successful embodiment of the human collective consciousness,

For a long time, perhaps for a moment, Alayah opened his eyes,

She softly raised her index finger to her lips and hummed a loud lullaby as if she were a baby sleeping.

There are no melodies, no moving lyrics, not even tunes, just a dull rumble.

Bang, bang, bang,

The 100 million people on the West Coast started the heartbeat of Concordia.

Endless light began to leak from their eyes, noses, mouths and ears, the scars on their bodies quickly dissipated, their bloated and deformed bodies became slender and soft, their pores tightened, and the tiny insects that grew under the folds of their skin also shook off quickly.

The old man in his old age is reborn and young again, the soldier with missing limbs and short legs grows tender flesh from his wound and is regained his health in the blink of an eye, and even the foolish man with cloudy and dull eyes is enlightened and thoughtful.

All individuals still retain their individuality, can feel joy and sadness, are empathetic, and compassionate, but the nature of their lives has changed drastically.

They are no longer addicted to deceit, they are no longer obsessed with lustful dogs and horses, they are no longer bothered by those stereotypes, they have only one purpose.

Join this glorious evolution.

The Union soldiers who were guarding the door of the town hall with blast shields could no longer cause trouble, and the crowd raised their hands in unison, pointing at them from afar, and the uniform mental screams were like a tide toppling sand sculptures, stunning all the soldiers armed to the teeth.

On the wall of the town hall, the flagpole fluttering with the Star-Spangled Banner was inexplicably broken, and the huge stones of the wall weighing thousands of pounds flew to the sky.

In a moment's time, the boulders staggered together, and a towering obelisk was rebuilt on the original foundation of the town hall, on which there were no statues of Washington or Lincoln, but Steven Rogers holding a shield and standing in the midst of a hail of bullets.

It's just a glimpse of a small town on the West Coast, from San Francisco to Los Angeles, from San Diego to Seattle, where the evolved new humanity has set out to erase all the dregs of the capitalist bureaucracy.

The National Bank, a symbol of obsolete exploitation, was demolished and towers of spiritual links were erected in their place.

The casino nightclub, which symbolizes carnival entertainment, was demolished, and a series of light prismatic bunkers were erected in their place.

The school has lost its meaning, and as long as the spiritual connection exists, children do not need to acquire knowledge in the school, and only those high-end scientific research studios are still preserved.

In just a few minutes, the new humanity has established a new order in the wasteland of the old federation, without politicians and capitalists, without exploitation and persecution by partisans.

Religious belief is only a poison to quench the thirst of ordinary people, and money is only a lame roll of waste paper in front of them.

The great affluence of the productive forces has made everything of the old era meaningless.

They are busy running through the air, reshaping the concrete city into a more graceful, soft, futuristic metropolis.

In just ten minutes, the new humans completed a massive project that took years to complete in the old era.

And the vice president and others, who saw all this through the Skynet system, were all shocked and couldn't say anything.

"Destroy, destroy them!"

The ICBM that rose from the depths of the earth did not bombard other countries, but instead guided its own territory, and the ICBM that pierced the atmosphere and reached the space was bombarded into debris by the light prism bunker before it had time to glide and fall.

"Why?!Why?!"

Nick Fury's eyes were shattered, and he roared at Anduin, "We don't need an inexplicable god to control the evolution of humanity, what qualifications do you have to do that?"

Anduin laughed, "Like I said, the world needs more heroes. ”

The director of S.H.I.E.L.D. no longer hesitated, hurriedly pressed the button on the command platform, and shouted: "Kill him!"

The Sentinel Soldier's pupils flashed, the vibranium coating rippled, and as the tiny hole in his shoulder erupted with high-temperature steam, the entire mech rushed towards Anduin with a red glow.

Anduin did not dodge or dodge, still calmly holding the cigarette to his fingertips, squinting his eyes and feeling the slight paralysis of the nicotine stimulation of the brain.

The high-frequency concussion knife that could easily cut through the special alloy pressed against the goblin merchant's skin, unable to advance an inch, and the sound of the blade slicing through the air resounded in the wilderness.

The sentinels turned their heads in unison, only to see the spider silk extending from Peter Parker's wrist wrapped around their shoulders, and the spider silk that was easily torn off just now was extremely tenacious and could not be broken free with great force.

"Spider silk is just a protein after all, and after being strengthened by the Fantasy Master, Peter Parker has been able to control the overgrown glands in his wrist on his own, creating spider silk with unprecedented tenacity at will. ”

Anduin said indifferently, his eyes were not sad or happy, and he did not have the slightest sense of surviving under the blade.

The sentinel was silent, his palms spreading out into slender pipes as the vibranium coating swirled, and the raging pillars of fire rising from the mouth of the pipes scorched the spider silk and reduced it to ashes.

Anduin praised from the bottom of his heart: "It's really an imaginative creation to be able to come up with a cluster of cells that are guided by the X gene, combined with the terrifying energy of the Ark reactor, and freely choose the right ability to fight back." ”

The Sentinel Robot didn't pay any attention to the praise of the other party, and while gathering armaments to attack the superheroes, he sent hundreds of frames to surround Anduin.

"Alas, it's useless, after the enhancement of the Fantasy Master, these superheroes, who are already at the top of the evolution, are no longer the objects that can be suppressed by ordinary firepower. ”

Anduin said as he watched as the sentry robots were overturned to the ground.