At this moment, as the sun went out, Shah's projection in the venue slowly turned back, looking at his colleagues, showing a smile rather than a smile.

"Now, no one doubts my reasoning, right?"

"The previous inference?" Nakajima's expression twitched, and he asked rhetorically, "Which of the 1,200 inferences you turned in earlier?

“...... Be serious, be serious, friend!" Shah's expression became serious: "You know which one I am mentioning. ”

"So, next time, can you just make a quick announcement and announce it in advance when you decide what new discoveries to be announced?" Nyfenheim glanced at the guy and emphatically emphasized, "At least important inferences shouldn't be put in a bunch of inconsequential things. ”

"Isn't that a little bit of a surprise for everyone?"

Shah shrugged.

Anyway, even he didn't know how many of his more than 1,200 inferences were correct and reliable, anyway, the piranha cross-species mating was absolutely unreliable.

And now, even the most bewildered Creator should be able to see the questions on the exam paper.

The theme of this witch's night.

- Survival and survival in the apocalypse.

Isn't the reason why so much time was given to the explorers in advance to prepare for this moment? If it was a thousand days of raising troops before, then it was time to go into battle now.

What kind of life forms, what ways of being, what kinds of social structures can survive longer under such bad conditions.

To evolve in the abyss is to not perish in the abyss.

Now destruction is coming.

Who will be able to continue to live?

No one is sure.

It's almost as if the Ascendants have been locked in a border, and then the wedge has been cut open, and the border has been sunk to the bottom of the abyss, with no escape at all.

How to live longer.

This is the essence of this eschatological evolution.

There are no nuclear bombs, no zombies, and even no inexplicable monsters, just a world that gradually withers and withers, and gradually descends into the depths of death.

All those who are encased in this iron box will feel a sudden panic and uneasiness.

"Actually, I have a suggestion. Nakajima said.

Qinggeltai nodded: "I have it too." ”

Shah shrugged: "I don't care. ”

Nifenheim was silent for a long time, and bowed slightly: "So, all the research groups give up their independence and are ready to start meeting?"

That's the safest solution out there.

Regardless of what happens next, let's get together and work together.

One more dog can watch the door.

"But the problem is ......"

Shah suddenly asked, "Who is the master?"

There can be many ways to do this, but it's worth considering which one will be implemented in the end.

Even if it is a collective effort, it is impossible to realize everyone's ideas, otherwise the manpower will be dispersed, and it is better to work separately.

No one spoke.

Apparently everyone thinks that this person should be themselves.

Only Nifenheim scoffed.

"It doesn't matter who wants to call the shots. ”

The old creator glanced at Shah, who was holding back his strength to cause trouble for himself: "It's as if there is anything else we can do now." ”

Shah's smile didn't change, and he looked like I don't know what you're thinking.

Not at all like the one who always makes trouble.

But Niffenheim was not wrong, and knew it better than anyone else.

Earlier, they could have guided their agents step by step to carry out their plans, but by now, the stakes have been placed.

There is only the reason to buy and leave, where is there room for tactical micro-manipulation?

Blindly command the whole world, and let the people below advance the battle line fifty meters...... Are you kidding, isn't this a gift?

Besides, the people in the exploration group below are all elites, and neither of them is vegetarian, and they will only have more countermeasures and measures for the crisis than scholars like them.

Life is already not good, and if you are commanded by the mess from above, do you want to play?

The moment the transformation from apotheosis is completed, their work is equivalent to being completed.

The answer has already fallen on the roll.

Can you still say sorry to the examiner now that the paper has been closed, I don't think this answer is very appropriate, let me change it...... Dream on!

Now the main body has become the explorers who are struggling to survive inside.

More than 400 scholars and other diverse participants, adding up to more than 1,000 people.

These more than 1,000 people can almost cover the vast majority of the technologies mastered by the entire current situation, that is to say, excluding all kinds of other security measures, it can almost be regarded as a pocket-sized version of the current situation that has been reduced by tens of thousands of times.

Most of the measures that can be taken in the face of a crisis can be implemented in the same way, and they are guaranteed to be perfect on a small scale.

Of course, having the Creator behind it would have been possible to get more help, but in this case...... The painstaking efforts of the departed Creator will be in vain.

"Still haven't you understood?"

Nifenheim glanced at the other colleagues, "This is not a study of the abyssal evolutionary theory, but an opportunity given to the present by the forerunner!

Make the entire witch's night a hell and incorporate the elements of destruction to become a sandbox for the end of the world......

This was the old man's last gift to the present world.

A limited but still invaluable exercise.

Or rather, a mockery from the once ideal state of whether your proud conservatism will be able to sustain the world when destruction comes?

"To be honest, I'm looking forward to the end. ”

Nifenheim's fingers tapped on the table, staring silently at the big screen:

"It's like the senior expects us......"

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In the darkness, the sleeping Huai Shi seemed to hear a plane flying in the sky.

He thought it was a hallucination, and flew over another one.

"Huh?"

The doghead frowned, turned around, lifted the aperture behind him, aimed it at the sky, and then suddenly shone a searchlight of colorful disco-like spiritual pollution.

"Grass! What a son of a son with the high beams on!"

There was an angry roar in the sky: "Hurry up and close it!"

"Who!"

Huai Shi craned her neck and shouted, "What are you flying around?"

"Send the letter!"

The kobold sitting on the steam plane pulled down the handle, spun back from the air in a big circle, and roared with a loudspeaker: "Huaishi, where is Huaishi? Why haven't I seen it after passing by several times!"

"You called me?"

In the darkness ahead, a huge dog's head slowly rose, looking at the plane flying like a mosquito, and the voice was like thunder: "Am I here?"

Damn, it's so big!

The kobold driving the plane was almost scared, and the steam plane accidentally didn't pull it and stalled and fell.

Then he was immediately pinched by Huai Shi's raised nails, lifted up, and put it in front of an eyeball the size of half a football field to look at it carefully.

"What are you calling me?"

The kobold climbed out of the plane and struggled to hold up the searchlight, almost falling off Huaishi's fingernails.

Even the special bright searchlight couldn't see clearly, and he could only see the base of his ear from the tip of his nose, which was already a huge scale beyond his imagination.

"I ......" he swore halfway, suddenly reacted, forcibly swallowed it in his stomach, and squeezed out an embarrassed smile: "What did you eat to grow so big?"

"Stone, do you want some, crunch?"

Huai Shi's hand pulled out a stone pillar from the ground and stuffed it into his mouth, like gnawing on sugar cane, and in the rattling sound, it was stone chips flying.

The kobold's eyes jumped wildly, especially when he saw the exposed rough iron ore inside the twisted stone pillar. When Huai Shi's teeth closed and sparks flew, he was about to pee.

Everyone is an explorer, why do you show off your whole job?

It wasn't until Huai Shi finished gnawing the stone pillar and wiped her mouth that she asked, "Why don't you speak?"

"This ...... It's a long story......"

"The child has no mother?"

Huai Shi tentatively answered, and the kobold's expression began to twitch again.

There's no way, I'm panicking, I can finally find someone to talk to, it's really not easy.

As if he had a premonition of Huai Shi's next steady stream of ramblings, the kobold said all his words like a cannon: "The witch's night is beginning to be apocalyptic, and the astronomical society will gather all the surviving explorers to tide over the difficulties together, if you are interested, you can go south from here, until you reach a place where you can see stars, and then under the only star, we have established a post-apocalyptic front, welcoming the arrival of every explorer!"

After finishing his words in one breath, the kobold jumped back on the plane, tried to turn the engine rotor, and after starting the machine again, he brought himself a windbreaker and waved to Huaishi: "Hey, buddy, let go, I have to send a letter elsewhere!"

"Oooh. ”

Huai Shi hurriedly let go of his claws, and the range of movement was slightly larger, almost throwing the kobold's plane into the sky. Immediately afterwards, he reacted again and reached out to retrieve the plane that had just flown up.

"Wait, you're not shaking me, are you?" his eyes widened, "Didn't the stars fall?"

"Then we won't launch satellites!"

The kobold was furious: "Can you stop being so hard, I'll squash it for you." ”

"Okay, okay. ”

Huai Shi was embarrassed to let go, so the plane fell straight down, quickly drew an arc with difficulty, raised the height again, and after pressing the angry horn twice towards Huai Shi, it suddenly flew away in smoke.

Huai Shi heard heavy footsteps in the distance and headed south.

More planes are flying in all directions, with loudspeakers and searchlights, broadcasting on a 24-hour loop, telling every survivor to go where there are stars.

I don't know why, Huai Shi's depressed mood has improved for several days.

The world has not died.

Because there are still people who have not given up......

"Someone!"

He let out a cheerful shout, dragging a long note in the broken silence:

"-Kouchang Zhan Ge owes!"

So behind him, in the colorful RGB light pollution, hundreds of thousands of lizardmen sang in unison, guarding Behemoth to embark on the journey again!

Go South!