Huai Shi was stunned.

It is unbelievable that I have never been able to hear such righteous words from the mouth of my opponent.

Suddenly, there was a subtle shock of standing at the bottom of the valley and being overlooked from the moral high ground.

Are your out-of-town gangs so polite?

"That's why there will always be people who say, do you ombudsmen have problems with your brains......" Michelle shook his head, "Huaishi, in your opinion, is there only one solution in this world?"

"Uh...... Now that it's already done, that ......"

Huai Shi scratched his head: "The wildfire can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows again?"

"The Ivy League is an inseparable focus of the American lineage, and the eradication of the Ivy League means the complete extinction of the American lineage...... You're trying to burn the American lineage out?"

Michelle sneered: "If Russell really has the ability to rebuild the ideal country again, and unify the great secret of the present realm, it is not impossible...... But the American lineage is gone, where does he go to find a replacement for the pillars? Now that it's the 22nd century, don't take out the logic that is still stuck in the primitive era?"

The corners of Huai Shi's eyes twitched.

This familiar harsh tone and sharp words......

I felt that there was a copy of the Great Grandmaster standing in front of me.

- Are you both using the same brand of mouthwash?

"I don't understand why Russell thinks so highly of an executioner like you, but as the issuer of your nominal diploma, let me teach you this lesson. ”

Michelle raised her head and looked down at the young man in front of her: "As a sublimator, there is nothing wrong with you living or dying, but for teachers, such an approach is not worth boasting about.

The Ivory Tower and the Ivy League are certainly incompatible in some areas, but at the end of the day, we are not institutions formed for the pursuit of violence – the seekers do not use violence to assert authority!

Even if the battle in the academic field is often brutal and exhaustive, for scholars, nothing is more precious than life. ”

Michel said, "The Gauls could cut off the head of a scholar who came out in a thousand years in ten seconds, but even another thousand years would not be able to produce a creator like Lavoisier...... After Archimedes was stabbed to death by the Romans, there was no Archimedes in this world!

For thousands of years, countless scholars have sought to replace destruction with creation, and to replace the sword with morality—even if that day is still too early for us, but that should not be a reason to abandon virtue in favor of animality. “

He stared at the young man in front of him and told him word by word: "We inject our knowledge into our own knowledge and mysteries in the hope that one day it will be able to transcend cruel evil and create a cycle of good!"

What pure power represents is pure nothingness.

Sometimes, this power becomes a mirror, reflecting the user's appearance.

In a daze, Huai Shi suddenly recalled what Tong Ji had said to herself: After becoming a sublimator, no matter what kind of goal it was at the beginning, it would eventually become an idiom solitaire and do whatever she wanted.

But compared with doing whatever you want, it is really precious to do something without doing it.

It is true that in the face of power, good and evil will be magnified by a thousand times more.

But it is precisely because of this that the importance of 'moderation' is even more prominent.

Even if he has already experienced such a truth, but now saying such words from Michelle's mouth still makes Huai Shi feel something.

"I thought the bankers and the big capitalists didn't care about their lives. ”

He couldn't help but sigh.

He really didn't expect to hear such a truth from a man from the stronghold of capitalists and bankers.

"Death is a loss that must be avoided. In order to create greater value, it is natural for people to live to avoid greater value being destroyed in meaningless struggles. ”

Michelle glanced at him: "If it weren't for this, why would we make any agreement?"

Direct war escalation, call here, let the Ivory Tower and the American lineage each have a fifth-order cadre, and decide the belonging of this hell...... Wouldn't that be more straightforward?"

Huai Shi was speechless.

After all, it seems that there are not many dead people on either side at all - at least compared to the real never-ending war, it can be called a happy one.

The Ivy League can indeed be said to still maintain the reserve of scholars, even when they came, the troupe invaded the carriage, and did not take the initiative to attack the group of students who had no ability to resist.

Casualties were avoided as much as possible.

Even Michelle didn't really do anything after he surrendered.

There is no shortage of three meals, there is meat and vegetables, and the intake is balanced.

Forget about letting Huai Shi brush up her goodwill below, and allow the Ivory Tower to pay a ransom to redeem herself.

That's enough aristocratic treatment.

Huai Shi scratched her head and calculated carefully, but the mercenaries and large groups of people on both sides who were really responsible for working hard were the mercenaries and large groups on both sides...... Aren't tool people human?

But the nightmare eye of the tool man hasn't spoken yet, what else is Huai Shi talking about.

I can only go through the process first and start to shiver, can this world be better...... How do we tool people live, but you are satisfied...... Tears do not fight...... Full of oppression of tool people...... When to stand up...... Hell is empty......

After the process was completed, he found out that he was patronizing boxing.

Where did you just go?

On the other side of the table, Michelle clasped his hands in his arms and looked coldly at this guy who dared to wander in class, becoming more and more unhappy.

It's been a few years since I've seen this kind of skeletal surprise, and he's still a prisoner who doesn't realize it at all.

This gave him the urge to hit people for the first time in a long time.

No, no, you can't get caught in the way of Mikhail's bastard......

Suppressing his anger, he withdrew his gaze, got up and walked to the back of the bridge, waving his hand, causing the massive façade to slowly lower to reveal the busy laboratory behind it.

He beckoned to Huai Shi.

Motioned for him to follow.

The huge laboratory is busy, and the center of all research and testing is undoubtedly the two sub-control cores suspended in the air.

One is a dismantled wind lantern, while the other is a deformed eight-armed puppet.

The puppet's face was solemn and cold, like a god and Buddha.

But beneath the shell was an empty shell, just an empty shell.

It is like the remnants of the gods of the past.

"[Grower]. ”

Suddenly, he heard Michelle say this.

"According to the historical materials excavated in Hell here, the Caster in that sub-center is called so, and it is one of the thirteen Hour Sages on a par with the Changeling.

Unlike the Changeling's exquisite ideas and unpredictable style, the Grower is the best caster at large-scale casting and creation multiplication, and even according to our research, he has completely made his creations replicate and evolve like the von Neumann machine, and the runaway mechanical city we see today is the result of its creations that survived before they were destroyed. ”

Michelle said without looking back, "If my guess is correct, the one you unearthed from the refinery should be the [Metamorphosor], and the one in the temple should be the [Constant], right?"

"I know that there is one changemaker. ”

Huai Shi shrugged: "I didn't directly participate in the research of the Iron Crystal Constellation, and I didn't have time to read the summary report, so I was brought to you.

Before that, I didn't even know anything about it. ”

He carefully looked at the research center in front of him, as if it was a dirt bun he had never seen before, and he was amazed.

Michelle stepped forward with her hands behind her and asked casually, "How much do you know about hell?"

Huai Shi replied truthfully: "I don't know much except for the wreckage of the past era and the world of the past. ”

"So, what makes hell come about?"

Huai Shi thought for a long time and replied seriously: "The decay of the world and the increase in depth. ”

When the world begins to fall into decay and maintain its depth, and descends towards the abyss, it will be infested by the abyss, which will lead to the birth of hell.

Like a former grave, everything was buried in the earth and faded into the darkness.

"It doesn't sound like I know anything at all. ”

Michelle paused, and glanced back at Huai Shi, as if surprised that he knew something about it.

"Classical music aside, I'm an assistant lecturer in abyssal ecology at the Ivory Tower, don't think I'm illiterate, okay?"

Michelle listened, but nodded in agreement: "The assistant lecturer is better than the illiterate." ”

You'd better stop talking.

Huai Shi rolled her eyes, a little wanting to hit someone.

"What you just said is not wrong, sometimes hell is born due to the decline of the world, but the world that dies does not leave many traces......"

Michelle paused and smiled mockingly: "Most of the hell we see today is man-made. ”

"What do you mean?" said Huai Shi frowned.

Literally, no one willingly accepts death, and Huai Shi, until the end comes, will more or less rebel.

What we see now is the result of their rebellion. ”

Michelle said unhurriedly: "When the deepening begins, the people here must be quite desperate...... You can see that they tried a lot of things, but in the end they didn't work.

Fear begets madness, and arrogance begets destruction.

In the end, what they chose was to recreate their own paradise in the dead world—to recreate the earth, to recreate all things, to recreate day and night, to recreate everything...... They have even created a permafrost hearth that can be called a perpetual motion machine and an immortal machine.

In the end, with their amazing skills and skills, they managed to reclaim everything, but everything remained unrecognizable. From the moment they accepted the gift from the owner of the Workshop of Hell, this outcome was already preordained. ”

In a voice of indifference without mercy, Michelle announced the result: "They have reached a desperate situation, and have suffered a result ten thousand times worse than their destruction."

In the end, what was created was this land of twilight frozen at the end of its death. ”

As Michelle advanced, the door in front of him opened, and before he knew it, they had entered the core of the airship, which was filled with the wheel rooms of countless equipment.

In the hot air, the staff were busy running, as if they were urgently preparing for some task, and there was a hustle and bustle.

But Huai Shi felt a chill and dizziness.

Almost unsteady.

When the truth of the land of dusk was revealed in front of Huai Shi, the scenes and wails in those hallucinations seemed to ring in my ears again.

Those who settle in the ground, almost form the despair of the tide.

It's hard to imagine what the outcome would be for them, but the fact that such a huge resentment can survive here is a testament to how horrible the inhuman torment was.

The world on the verge of extinction has been bewitched by the owners of the Hell Workshop, and it has become the Hell in front of us. It obviously looked empty, but in Shao Siming's perception, it was full of countless pain and despair, which was suffocating.

He finally realized how Beelzebub had complained.

The more acute the perception and the more you know, the more you can feel the hideousness hidden in it.

He rubbed his forehead, looked up and asked:

"Why are you telling me this?"

Michelle's footsteps finally stopped, in front of the operator's station.

"You're just in passing......"

The gray-haired middle-aged man finally turned around, looked at him, and asked contemptuously: "Mikhail, you must be looking at me, right?"

He stared into Huai Shi's eyes, as if he could glimpse the figure hidden behind Huai Shi.

And at this moment, in the middle of the Iron Crystal Seat, a crow stood on a stand in front of the huge curtain, and the light from its pupils projected Michelle's greeting into the air.

The people in charge are slightly discolored.

The Grand Master was still holding his hands in his arms, unmoved.

Just stared indifferently at Michelle's face and didn't say a word.

But Michelle seemed to have received a response, with a mocking sneer.

"-Look, this time, I'm already in front of you!"

As soon as the words fell, behind Michelle, the cabin of the airship suddenly burst, and in the midst of countless mechanical operations, the heavy shell of the airship slowly opened.

Uncover the cursed world outside, bathed in darkness and blood-colored rain.

When the thunder in the clouds suddenly crossed, it illuminated the hideous outline of the earth.

The searchlights lit up, casting a cold incandescent glow over the earth below, revealing the grand outline of the huge man-made object.

It was a myriad of buildings made of steel, jaw-dropping geometric objects.

In just a few days, a pyramid of more than 200 meters rose from the ground above that clearing—an Aztec pyramid!

Under the connection of countless complicated lines, this outsider's building has been deeply wedged into the machinery of the Dusk Country, forcibly combining with each other as one.

Huai Shi could vaguely see that under the shroud of the rainstorm, Liz was walking on the earth wearing a sacrificial robe.

Holding a frontier relic from the American lineage.

Step by step, he stepped on the steps of the pyramid and walked towards the totem that represented the old gods.

The Mystic Ritual from the Present Realm will soon be running here.

With each step, the pyramid made of metal will be transformed into an ancient building, and when he walks halfway, the entire pyramid seems to have gone through thousands of years, and countless traces of moss and brokenness appear.

But the tyrannical divinity that rises in it becomes clearer and clearer.

Step by step, this pyramid is being transformed from a pseudo to a true abode of gods......

At this moment, on top of the airship, hundreds of essentia furnaces have been activated, burning essentia crystals, accumulating huge power to provide power for the next secret ritual.

But Huai Shi felt that it was dark before.

I can't help but think about retreating.

Creeps.

Just in front of the operating table, there is a withered figure wearing a crown slowly emerging, the vestment is still solemn, the crown is gorgeous, but the face under the crown is a gloomy skeleton.

It's still the same as he once saw in the underworld, it's the phantom of the Suncaster!

The people around him didn't seem to be aware of this, and they were still running in a hurry, Huai Shi was dumbfounded, not knowing whether to remind them or not.

But before he hesitated, Michelle strode towards the joystick behind the Suncaster.

"Wait......" Huai Shi subconsciously wanted to stop.

But Michelle was unmoved, still indifferently moving forward, pressing step by step. Upon entering the apparition of the Suncaster, there was a momentary pause. It was as if he could see the scene in Huai Shi's eyes, but there was no fear or retreat.

He whispered something and stepped forward without hesitation, shattering the afterimage of the past.

In his hands, the last lever was pulled off.

At that moment, the land of dusk was shocked.

A piercing scream erupted from the deepest depths of darkness, stinging everyone's eardrums.

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Tomorrow seems to be the first anniversary of the apocalypse...... Let's hope the update will go a little smoother......

And, here I would like to recommend to you the new book "Eighty Thousand Miles of Mingfeng" by Zichai Hates the Big Guy~ Friends who like history must be Kangkang!