[If all of humanity places its hope in one person, will civilization fare well?]
"When you read this, the life-and-death game to redeem the planet has already begun."
"All o...
Su Mingan glanced at the figure.
"...Hmm?" Watch Adu suddenly asked in confusion.
"What's wrong?" Su Mingan said.
"Um...no, nothing..." Ah Du fell silent.
They ran underground, and the young man stuffed Su Mingan into a device. The device was egg-shaped, with red and blue tubes connected around it, and a dazzling array of joysticks and keyboards.
He heard the distant shouts of people, gradually coming towards him.
"—Over here! There is a major supporter of the Old Gods over here!"
“——Kill him!”
At least hundreds of people broke in here, and the footsteps were loud and clear.
"You..." Su Mingan just spoke, and the eggshell he was in was closed, and the glass cover fell down, tightly fitting. He looked at the young man through the glass: "Where are we going?"
"Go find General Qin. I didn't expect the gods to move so quickly, damn it..." The young man stood outside the eggshell, operating his hands quickly and quickly inputting the transmission location.
His fingers were shaking and he was afraid.
"The old God will come back, he will definitely come back. The gods will definitely be punished..." He whispered to himself tremblingly.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Su Mingan saw electric batons and guns in people's hands, and even electromagnetic cannons and floating cannons.
“Click.”
The young man pressed a button, the eggshell started, and a white light came on. This should be a single-person teleportation device that would take Su Mingan to a safe place.
He glanced at the young man.
There is no second teleporter here, it is obviously for emergency use.
"Teacher." The young man breathed a sigh of relief after activating the transmission device. He glanced at Su Mingan, his eyes full of expectation:
"I wish you peace. You must find the old gods back..."
Bang.
The next moment.
The crackling sound is like the dripping waves.
"Kill the supporters of the old gods--!"
“Kill them—!”
A gunshot rang out, and blood splattered on the glass cover of the eggshell, revealing a clean color.
The transmission started, Su Mingan stretched out his hand, and put his fingers on the glass. He saw the regret in the young man's eyes, and then the exploding skull covered his vision.
The black blood dripped down the glass cover, and my ears suddenly became silent.
…
This is the first year of the Tianshidai Era (more than 1,100 years ago).
A new god takes over.
The old gods were declared dead.
…