Abnormal Doomsday Records

Chapter 162 12. The interests of the majority should be placed above personal grudges

"I've thought about it. Maybe we can start with the simple ones. I mean, from the simplest to the most complex, step by step."

"Oh? I thought you needed more time to convince yourself."

On the aircraft heading from Beta Base to Time Labyrinth No. 11, Zhou Ke heard the voice of the Evil Vulture. He turned his seat and said to Ms. Rhine, who was still flipping through the magic book:

"It takes a lot of mental preparation to force a discussion of a secret that is so deep in my heart, and to prevent you from using unnecessary means to fool me, you don't have to think hard about some plausible lies.

I mean, tell the truth or don’t tell the truth.”

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhou Ke. Although I am walking on the path of psychic power where truth and falsehood cannot be changed, I still have the most basic personal ethics."

The vulture replied:
"I can guarantee that what I'm going to say next is true, but the 'truth' you are eager to hear may not appear in this conversation."

"It's okay. If I can be sure that I can get the answer in the end, then I don't mind spending some time on the process."

Zhou Ke made a "please" gesture and looked out of the porthole.

Behind the small aircraft he was riding in, there was a cargo spacecraft from the Jiu State following.

The two aircrafts carried all the members who were heading to Time Maze No. 11. The number of people was not small, but it definitely could not be described as "large". However, considering that all of them except D-4 and Qiao Shan were Ascendants, their quality definitely crushed the defenders of the Acholi Consortium around the maze.

Jiubang still has to adopt the classic and practical "infiltration" plan, sneaking into the village without firing a gun.

Zhou Ke liked this feeling of flexibility, which made him look like he was ready to do something bad. As he said, he didn't mind listening to some gossip about his partners to relax before getting down to business.

This was the content of the transaction between him and the Evil Vulture regarding the incomplete magic pupil. He traded a subspace essence that he had no use for a hidden secret. In Zhou Ke's opinion, it was obviously a good deal.

Under his gaze, the Evil Vulture closed the magic book in her hand, and rubbed the new scar on her forehead. She said:
"Where should I start? I have seldom recalled the past in the past ten years. If I had not fallen into the trading trap you set, I would hardly force myself to face the past. Suddenly I have to recall the past as if it were my last life. It's like holding a messy ball of wool in my hands and I have to untie the tangled threads myself."

"Then let's start from the beginning."

Zhou Ke suggested:
"This flight will take seven hours even if everything goes smoothly. I don't mind taking some time to get to know my partner better, such as your childhood and youth in the Garden of Eden. To be honest, I am quite interested in the dramatic changes in the direction of your life."

"But I don't intend for you to know this. It will put you in unnecessary danger."

The vulture glanced at him and said:
"When faced with a messy ball of yarn, the most direct way is to cut it in the middle. So, let's start from the day when I accidentally entered my father's laboratory. Now that I think about it, that was the moment when everything started. To use some mystical words, the wheel of fate began to spin at that moment."

Zhou Ke shrugged and made a "please" gesture.

The evil eagle let out a long breath, she leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, as if she had returned to that day ten years ago, she said:

“That day was the ‘founding day’ of the Garden of Eden. People on the surface could not imagine it, but the residents of the Garden of Eden regarded the retreat thirty-eight years ago as a ‘victory’.

They believed that the monster disaster caused by the fetal movement month was a war launched with the purpose of completely exterminating mankind. After the devastating war, although mankind suffered heavy losses, its civilization still continued in the outer space, which in itself could be regarded as a victory. Therefore, they regarded the day when the last immigrant ship arrived in the Garden of Eden as a festival to celebrate.

On that day, the entire Garden of Eden will cancel traffic controls between various areas, allowing residents of the outer ring to go to the inner ring cities to participate in the grand float parade, and regard it as "having fun with the people."

At this point, the evil eagle glanced at Zhou Ke, whose face was calm, and said:
"I thought you would ridicule the hypocrisy of the Garden of Eden at this time."

"No need."

Zhou Ke took out a cigarette, lowered his head and lit it, saying:

"I'm a very generous person, especially to a group of dead people. They should have a good meal before they set off. Also, how long is it until this year's 'City Foundation Day'?"

"Five months."

The Evil Vulture said:
"I don't remember it very clearly. After all, it was ten years ago."

"Four months and twelve days, miss."

Afu, who brought coffee to the visitor, heard this question and answered it for him:
"When we first arrived in the Bad Land, I felt like I was in hell, so every day I hoped that you would change your mind and take me back to the Garden of Eden to live a 'normal life', so I would record the time of the city's founding day in the first year.

Later I realized that there was no such thing as a 'normal day' in this era, but I still stubbornly kept this habit of recording, like the last remaining memory of the past days. "

"Four months?"

Zhou Ke raised his eyebrows, calculated the time silently in his mind, and said:
"If we act quickly enough, maybe we can catch this year's parade and join in the fun."

This sentence made Evil Eagle, Afu and D-4 in the cabin look sideways at the same time. The three women stared at him with three completely different looks, but in fact there was no difference, they all knew the "deeper meaning" of Zhou Ke's words.

"Go on. I guess you met a 'Prince Charming' in that float parade ten years ago, and then your heart fluttered and you fell in love?"

Zhou Ke joked:
“That’s how the most classic chick lit is written.”

"The prince doesn't have one, but my silly brother does have one."

The evil vulture said angrily:
“That egomaniac Acholi has had a twisted ‘protective desire’ towards me since he was a kid. He always thinks that everyone around him approaches me with a purpose.

Ever since my last male friend had his nose broken by my brother at my thirteenth birthday party, I didn’t have many friends of the opposite sex in my circle at that time. But that day was indeed very lively. Han Bin personally drove Chuer and me to the banquet hall.

Oh, Han Chuer is his daughter and my best friend."

"Without the word 'once', it means you are still in contact, right?"

Zhou Ke asked back:
"That Han Chuer is your 'connection' in the Garden of Eden?"

"That's it."

The evil vulture did not deny it. She continued:

"As a respected governor of the Garden of Eden, Han Bin had to make an annual report on behalf of the 'official'. It was just a ceremony, and no one, including me, really cared about the content of the report. But something unexpected happened that day.
My father suddenly appeared on the scene!
You know, I don't remember him being so prominent in public, but he showed up for no reason and immediately became the explosive news of the day.

That also created opportunities for my subsequent experiences, but you have to know that it was not me who first suggested going to take a look at my father's laboratory, but my terrible brother. I still can't understand why he made that decision that day, but by the time I realized it, he had already pulled me onto the hovercraft to my father's laboratory.

But in the end, through a series of coincidences, my unlucky brother was captured by the guards before he could reach his destination, but I somehow arrived at the 'place of destiny'.

I never thought about looking through my father's secrets.

Unlike my brother, I had some complaints about my father's indifference at the time but I didn't have too many opinions because I knew how busy he was as the leader of the Garden of Eden.

However, in that environment, when your eyes are filled with the past that your elders have carefully hidden, it is impossible not to be tempted.

After all, I was only sixteen years old at that time, not mature at all. I ate the delicious food that fate placed on the table without any scruples, and I didn't understand the reason why I had to "pay" for those foods.

I opened the mahogany drawer and took out the diary.
When I turned the first page, the story of Rhine Ajoli MacGuffin ended so abruptly, and what followed was the life of the 'Evil Vulture'.

"Wait! Your last name is 'McGuffin'?"

Zhou Ke interrupted this story-telling transition and asked. The evil eagle looked at him in surprise and asked back:
"Is there something wrong with my last name? You've been in contact with my brother for so long, don't you know our last names?"

"Your brother never mentioned this in the City-State District. Even Weng Meiyu didn't know about it. Everyone only knew that he was called 'Little Acholi'. Some people even thought that 'Acholi' was your last name, but now it seems that it is just your father's name."

D-4 answered for Zhou Ke, and Zhou Ke narrowed his eyes. He thought this last name was really interesting.

"Go on, tell me what you saw in that book?"

Zhou Ke rubbed his chin and said:
“I guess that will definitely bring me a lot of surprises.”

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While Rhine was telling Zhou Ke her story from ten years ago, in the city-state area, in the central city, in the central building where the most basic energy supply had been restored, little Acholi was busy.

It is not the kind of busyness of acting as a "human stamping machine" in the past, but the time when major decisions are made in the true sense.

There were not many documents on his desk, but each of these paper documents that could be submitted was directly related to the development direction of the city-state area in the next period of time.

Little Acholi felt like the captain of a broken ship full of people that could sink at any time. He had to hurry and issue one order after another to his stupid sailors in order to keep the broken ship sailing in the storm. A wrong command could lead to the destruction of the ship and the death of people.

The decision-making pressure of this kind of role is of course enormous, but watching the broken ship that stumbled and set sail again under his command miraculously start sailing again and sailing more and more smoothly can also bring little Acholi an indescribable sense of "accomplishment".

He even began to think that perhaps he was born to be king.

In the final analysis, it is the bad habit of not knowing how to play until the health is low that is causing trouble. People are all mean. There is no point in winning by killing with six pieces of equipment. Only when you can fight four people alone and turn the tide to defeat the opponent and be the carry of the opponent can you show your skills.

But to be honest, little Acholi is indeed capable.

With the smooth implementation of a series of incentive policies, he has gradually taken into his pocket important rights in the surface world. Especially when hidden opponents are constantly being named and killed by "Misfortune", the surface world has become more and more like a one-man show for little Acholi.

"bang bang"

The sudden knock on the door interrupted Acholi's thoughts. He frowned and put out the cigarette in his hand. He picked up a pen and drew a few circles on the document submitted by Moni to highlight the key points. Without raising his head, he said:
"Come in!"

The door was pushed open. Little Acholi did not hear any sound of high heels, so it was not his secretary who came. The moment he looked up, the pistol hidden under the desk was pulled out and pointed forward.

Roger, who was being pointed at by the gun, had a blank expression on his face.

In fact, the second of the Three Masters of Flash was in an extremely miserable state at the moment, no longer with his former cold and arrogant demeanor. His researcher uniform was tattered, and even his fair face was stained with a stain, and his hair was a little messy.

The whole person was not as bright as before and was full of fatigue, but his eyes were still bright. Facing the fact that little Acholi was about to pull the trigger at any time, Roger was too lazy to even draw his gun and said directly:

"I need ten minutes."

"Is this the first thing you said after escaping from Time Maze No. 12?"

Little Acholi sneered:
"You came to see me as soon as you got out. It seems that your anger has clouded your mind. If it is just an assassination, then I think you will be disappointed. After the kidnapping, I knew that you were crazy. I have been on guard against you for a long time!"

"I just wanted to talk to you."

Roger suppressed his impatience and explained:

"I am not here to continue the war, little Acholi."

"Ding"

The moment the elevator door opened, little Acholi's new captain of guards rushed in with a group of men and women wearing consortium uniforms but holding various magical weapons. Polina, who was in the lead, was obviously not used to the expensive and straight work clothes she was wearing, but she did know how to deal with Ascended Psychics like herself.

As soon as she appeared wearing an electronic prosthetic eye, she locked onto the body fluids, blood, and energy flowing in Roger's body and the airflow surrounding him.

All it took was a command from Acholi the Younger for Roger to be besieged and assassinated by this elite team of psychics.

"Everyone else go out, Polina stay."

But unexpectedly, not only did little Acholi put down his gun, he also waved to the other guards who were loyal to their duty.

The psychics who had just been transferred from Eagle Union members to company dogs were a little confused, but as Polina waved her hand, they retreated silently. Little Acholi stood up, glanced at Roger, reached out and pressed the old-fashioned communicator on the table, and said to the other side:

"Julia, please postpone all meetings and conferences for the next thirty minutes. Don't let anyone disturb me."

"Okay, boss."

A sweet voice came, indicating that Roger got what he wanted.

Little Acholi lay back in his chair, lit a cigar in a relaxed manner, and as Captain Polina approached and alertly guarded him in a very military manner, he nodded to Roger and said:
"You have thirty minutes. Don't be secretive or in a hurry. Just tell me."

“The changes that power brings are always surprising.”

Roger sighed and relaxed.

If it was the vengeful little Acholi from before, a fierce fight would be inevitable, but now it seems that the young man who has become the true "King of the Earth" also has his own "kingly" demeanor.

"Let what happened in the No. 2 Institute remain there. I have no intention of claiming anything from you."

Roger shook his head and said:
"My next operation is already behind schedule, so I need your full support. I need to mobilize at least three border guards and all their armed forces on the border of the occupied area.

The weapons and vehicle production lines of the Maca Group will be temporarily handed over to me to allocate production capacity. You must mobilize resources to fully cooperate with me. "

"Why?"

Little Acholi blew out a smoke ring and said:
"Just because you spared my life, I have to satisfy your huge demand?"

"Because the order to attack Rust Castle came from heaven."

Roger stared at him and said:
"It came directly from your father. He needs to get an item from Rust Castle. Tiger State and Snake State have confirmed their participation. Everything was going according to plan, but because of your interference and that madman Zhou Ke, the schedule was delayed for a full twenty days. I must recover the lost progress.

Of course you can refuse, do you need me to confirm the authenticity of the order for you?"

Little Acholi's expression changed immediately.

He stood up from his chair, his expression dark and ferocious, he took out his cigar, puffed out a thick puff of smoke, and said:

"If I gave you what you wanted."

"After completing this mission, Shunguang will completely end all activities on the surface. Our core members will withdraw to the Garden of Eden, and the remaining personnel will be under your command. In fact, this order has been issued to various project departments of the Shunguang organization before you and I went to war. Otherwise, it would not be so smooth for you to receive personnel from those marginal projects."

Roger replied:
"The monitors used by the lady next to you that can directly monitor the psychic tides are the result of a project of the Flash Organization, so, theoretically, she should also say thank you to me."

"But you'll leave me with a mess!"

Little Acholi slapped the table and said:
"You attacked Rust Castle! You took the spoils and left, leaving the activated rebellious machines to attack everywhere in the Badlands Reservation like a swarm of bees? Then my rule will really become a garbage dump."

"No, because the target of this operation is confirmed to be the 'Awakening Fire'! We must kill it completely to get the sample that the mentor needs."

Roger sighed and said:
"Without the Awakening Fire, the core symbol of rebellion, the other mechanical branches of Rust Castle will not be able to ease their internal conflicts, and they will become a mess. Most importantly, Zhou Ke released all the AIs in the stasis server. The technological crystallization of those old civilizations will not allow themselves to be captured by Rust Castle.

They are our natural allies in this matter.

I hate Zhou Ke's recklessness, but in this matter, I think he accidentally helped us a lot.

As for the difference in quality and quantity between the Acholi Consortium's military strength on the surface and Rust Fortress, you don't have to worry. Before the attack begins, Eden will send the last helper, and they will be responsible for suppressing Rust Fortress's "data firepower" for us.

do you understand me?

The moment I complete my mission, there will no longer be the two forces of Rust Castle and Flash Light in the Badlands Reservation, and the final piece of the puzzle of your "royalty" as the king of the Badlands will be completed by me personally."

“It sounds like I have no reason to reject you, but this is exactly the biggest problem. We are not friends, so why would you give up such a huge benefit to me?
I have a lot of faults and not many good points.

But I know my own worth, and I also know how difficult it is to deal with someone favored by the old man."

Little Acholi turned around and leaned his back against the miserable Roger.

He looked out the floor-to-ceiling window at his own city. It no longer had the not-so-prosperous but still scenic appearance it once had. The city had become much more desolate, but the reduction in vehicles and aircraft on the streets had brought about a new scene of an increase in pedestrians.

Everyone in this city has become a part of the "system" planned by little Acholi, and everyone can find his or her own place in it.

He needed them to move.

In the name of hunger, status, wealth or something damned, he would give them a goal and drive them towards that goal with a whip in hand.

He needs them to truly recognize the times they are living in and understand what they need to do most now.

In the twenty days since the central city was paralyzed, little Acholi has witnessed with his own eyes that this decadent city is gradually "coming back to life". Although it is not so humane or free, he is sure that the chaotic yet vibrant vitality that such a large city should have is returning.

"Your Holy Benchmark Project is just missing the final step of Rust Castle, right?"

Little Acholi blew out a smoke ring, looked back at Roger, and said:

"You are about to start your second experiment! You are once again putting my life, the lives of the people of Badland, and even the lives of the entire world on the table, making a huge gamble that you are not even sure of. You are hoping that it will be like magic, and in that instant, everyone will be brought back from this desperate era to the beautiful golden age.
Who are you guys trying to fool?

Lie to us?
Or are you deceiving yourselves?"

Roger was silent.

But silence itself is the answer.

"Go ahead. I promise."

Little Acholi did not ask any more questions. He did not want to get an answer against his will from Roger. He simply waved his hand, as if to shoo away a fly that did not need to be paid attention to.

他 说:

"But I will tell this to those who should know, those who will not sit idly by and watch you drag the entire Badlands Reservation into the abyss with you, those who still haven't admitted defeat and are still unwilling to give up, those who can become your opponents and have already brought you a painful defeat.

Yes!

I never thought that I would feel proud that Zhou Ke is my friend one day, but the fact is, I would rather face the end of the evil land while exchanging cigarettes with that lunatic who came from nowhere, than be led to hell by your stupid attempt to repeat the same old tune.

You people always feel that the world has sunk into hell and that nothing can get any worse no matter what happens.

But the fact is, there is always a lower level of hell! There are always eighteen levels of hell!
get out!

This is the last time we will talk, Roger, and I hope you have chosen your grave in advance."

"If you plan to join forces with Zhou Ke and your unknown sister..."

Roger stopped as he left the office, turned around and said:

"Then you'd better hurry up. Director Wu doesn't intend to leave personal grudges to the last minute. When we escaped from the ruins of Institute No. 11 last night, he had already rushed to Time Labyrinth No. . This time, they are determined to prevent the formation of the Holy Standard, and it is highly likely that they will not be able to perform a "victorious escape" for the second time.

Finally, on my way here, I encountered a lot of guys who were plotting to kill you, and I helped you solve the problem, but this is not a cheap gesture of goodwill."

He looked at little Acholi, and after a few seconds of silence, he said:
"If you want to prove that you can do better, don't just say that you have been given an opportunity. Do it for others and yourself to see. Let's see whether you are a suppressed genius or just an ordinary person like me who has accomplished nothing."

After Roger left, little Acholi cursed, pressed the communication button on the table, and said to his new secretary:

"Let Moni, Meiyu and Commander Mulan come to me. I have something important to tell them."

(End of this chapter)