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A slightly chubby but well-maintained hand was tightly clutching the few pieces of paper in his hand, trembling incessantly.
It could be seen that the owner of this hand must have lived like a prince. His fingernails were meticulously trimmed, and the only mark on his thick fingers was a yellowish callus left behind by holding a cigar.
The flawless ruby cufflinks on the wrist, the exquisite and elegant classical mechanical watch, and even the sleeves were neat. The fabric was smooth and textured, and the cufflinks were extremely fitting. All of these indicated that the owner of this hand was usually elegant and leisurely doing things that were befitting of his identity. He was giving orders and deciding the lives of thousands of people.
But now, this hand seemed to have lost control. This hand that gave orders to servants, this hand that picked up the fruits of other people's labor, this hand that disdained them like trash, this hand that was noble, honorable, and always in the center of people's sight, was trembling as if it had lost control. Even though it was just a few pieces of paper, they were as heavy as a mountain.
"Ridiculous! Ridiculous! Arrogant! Who does he think he is? Who does he think he is? How dare he challenge us? " An exasperated and terrified voice sounded, as if it contained endless resentment and deep fear. "Apocalypse, who is he? He's just a clown who popped out of nowhere, how dare he question us? Does he want to challenge us? "
"Does he know our power? Even the gold inlaid on my toilet can smash him to death! Does he know what kind of power he has provoked? I want to teach him a lesson, I want to teach those maniacs a lesson! Isn't it just nuclear fusion? Isn't it just high-energy batteries? I want to buy it and do whatever I want! I want the whole world to use electricity, so that they can use it! "
Saif had forgotten his current identity. He fantasized about using money to smash the American General Electric Company, watching those arrogant and damned people kneel at his feet and lick the soles of his shoes, just like in the past. The American energy companies flattered him, he could do whatever he wanted, a nine-year-old girl, or anything even crazier.
"I want to put a bounty on his life first. I want to see that guy's head, Apocalypse, without the protection of the government, he is nothing. This world is our world. I want to expose America's laughable lies, how can nuclear fusion succeed? How dare he succeed? " Saif stood up abruptly, the beard on his face trembling. He didn't even have the time to tidy up his headscarf as he rushed to the video call.
"More than a billion people in the world rely on the oil industry for a living. There are even more who rely on ethylene and petrochemicals for a living. The automobile industry, the plastics industry, and the aerospace industry. This is a world built on oil. This is our world, we rule it, we control it, if you don't want to die with us, you have to listen to us! "Saif's eyes were bloodshot as he shouted hysterically.
Almost everyone in the hall was in such a state. Saif was not the most extreme among them. These people were well-dressed in long robes and suits. They scurried around like headless cockroaches, spouting nonsense that they couldn't understand. Immense fear engulfed their souls.
They had once stomped their feet. The world was also shaken by their influence. They had started the first and second oil crises, caused economic crises, and dealt a heavy blow to the world economy. They were once the elites who influenced the world, and countless people worked hard for their entire lives. Just to be their slaves and earn money for them, countless elites of the human race fought tooth and nail to have dinner with them.
Their taste was fashion, their hobbies were trends, they excavated the dark wealth underground and sold it to the world at the price of gold, enjoying the most luxurious and unrestrained life. They didn't need to learn, they didn't need to work hard, they opened up new ideas, they were born to be noble!
This seemed to be the axiom of the world, they were powerful, they were excellent, they drew a deep gap between themselves and ordinary people.
But all of this ended in the hands of one person.
He knocked nobility down to the mortal world and into the mud, making everything laughable.
Saif looked at the old king in the video call and murmured, "Father, we are thinking of a solution. We have so many friends, someone will solve all of this. The world economy is closely related to us, no one dares to ignore this threat. Apocalypse is not a big deal, no matter how dangerous he is, he is only one person. "
"No!" On the other side of the video call, the king looked at the video numbly and denied, "He is not only one person!"
"Father, the world is on our side. Yesterday, the secretary of state told me that the United States is our strong backing, Apocalypse is just a dog released by the United States, just like Osama Laden. Now that he has crossed the line, he is digging his own grave!" Saif said agitatedly, "We don't even have to do anything, there will be a lot of people who want to kill him!"
The king looked at him with a strange expression that Saif had never seen before. It was a deep despair and helplessness that Saif had seen in the eyes of those lifeless refugees. It was a kind of numbness towards life. At this moment, he even suspected that the person in front of him was his father.
"Saif!" The king sighed.
Saif made a respectful gesture of listening attentively.
"Let us pray to God!" Saif looked at his father in shock. He watched as the noble old man abandoned his luxurious carpet, abandoned his comfortable cushion, and knelt on the hard marble with his butt facing the sky.
He heard his father chanting a prayer that was different from before. He softly prayed:
"Yazrar! Forgive us! "
Saif finally confirmed that his father had gone mad. This seemed to be a good thing. As the only one who discovered this among his hundreds of sons, he had a great chance to inherit his father's position. But Saif had long forgotten about this. He looked at the screen with trembling eyes.
Beautiful orange-yellow pupils.
If this was a beauty, Saif would marry that woman for this pure and holy gaze. After all, he could marry countless wives. The smell of blasphemy would make his blood boil.
But now, he just wanted to kneel on the ground.
Smooth curves, wide wings, and a strange creature covered in scales gracefully walked in from the entrance. The shocking sensation of death followed Saif like a shadow. It was the awe of the upper level of the food chain to the lower level, the nobility of wisdom to ignorance, the holiness of purity to the heterogeneous.
There was only one word that could describe the creature in front of him — Angel of Death!
"Yazrar! Have mercy on us! "Saif wailed.
At the same time. Saif's father, the old man on the ground, turned into a ray of light and merged with the Angel of Death's halo. Every cell was as old as ice that had met hot water. It silently melted in the sunlight that was reflected by that creature.
It was like Nirvana. A smaller creature flew out from the light. It had a slender body, cold orange-yellow pupils, and a body shape full of murderous and death aura. The two creatures glanced at Saif on the other side of the screen, making him experience a nightmarish second. Then, they spread their wings and disappeared into the sky.
Seeing the holy scene under the sun. Saif's heart was filled with confusion and fear. What just happened? What happened to the king?
The deep fear made him lose all thoughts of resistance. He staggered forward, pushing away the people who tried to stop him. He muttered in a daze, trembling in fear. He curled up on the ground and let out an uncontrollable cry.
"That's a mutant!" A voice entered his ears. Saif looked up. He saw an ordinary-looking boy standing in front of him, supporting him. The boy's body emitted the smell that Saif hated the most. It was the stench of a poor man. But the boy was confident, looking straight into his eyes without any fear.
"Who allowed you to come in! This is private territory, get out! "Saif said as if it was a conditioned reflex.
He seemed to have angered the boy. He saw the white man stand up and use a tone that Saif didn't want to hear again in his life. He said to him, "Do you still think it's the past? Wake up! The Apocalypse has destroyed everything you have. He has broken anything that you can be proud of. He has broken the backbone of your people. "
"You can't stand and talk to me anymore!"
"Oil is gone!"
When Saif heard the last sentence, his originally expressionless face and lifeless eyes suddenly exploded with anger and malice. "What did you say? What did you say? Ridiculous, ridiculous, what is oil? Do you know what it is? Do you know what Luther is? You're just a … "
"Oil is destroyed!" The young man interrupted Saif. "Eight percent of the world's production, five percent of the world's reserves are destroyed! Oil is gone! The oil industry is finished! Your country, your people are finished! "
"Nonsense! You f * cking bullshit! " Saif's face was ferocious. He grabbed the man's collar and used all his strength to lift him up.
The man's hand was like an iron hoop, firmly holding Saif's hand. He sneered. "Do you know about the Apocalypse? Do you understand how terrifying he is? Maggots rotting in the dust dare to call themselves noble? You rotten maggots, let me tell you, the Apocalypse destroyed you. He crushed your lifeline like a bug. "
"We can deal with him, we can destroy him! He's just one person, what is he? "Saif struggled.
"Idiot! Open your eyes and look! He's not a person, he's a disaster, the ultimate test for humanity, the Apocalypse, the entire human race, the entire world is fighting against him, the entire American continent is trembling in his shadow. He's the enemy of the world, the destroyer, the Apocalypse, the nightmare of our lives, the nightmare of civilization! "
The young man looked at Saif's eyes and sneered. "What can you do? Little bug? "
"Tremble in his shadow!"
"Why? Why did he do this? What is the Mutants? What happened to oil? "Saif finally calmed down, at least he was willing to use his brain to think.
"You're blocking the way! Bugs! So, you were crushed to death, it's that simple. All power, strength, effort, wisdom, in front of that person, were as powerless as bugs, finally crushed into dust. As for the Mutants, they are the bringers of the Apocalypse, they bring a deadly famine. "
"The famine of energy!"
"They built nests on the oil, multiplied their mycelium, and extracted carbon and chemical energy. They evolved, survived, and multiplied. Then, like crushing eggs, they destroyed your country and the army sent by the United States and the oil tycoons. In just one day, we saw that they turned from beasts to gods."
All of this made Saif's mind filled with confusion, he didn't understand, he couldn't even understand what the young man said. Oil was destroyed! This news broke his spine, without oil, without money, their country and people will be a nightmare, a deep nightmare.
A deep fear engulfed his soul. Saif had never thought about the despair of a world without oil. Luxury and vanity would be destroyed in an instant. A country without oil, a country without an industrial system, a country without jobs, and a long history of luxurious living habits, their country and people would be more miserable than the current refugees.
A desert without resources. In an instant, it will become another terrifying poverty area, their wealth will become the fattest lambs in the mouth of several big countries, their fate will be more miserable than the lowly people of India. Thinking of this, Saif's heart has never been so calm, he can't care about others, but he can't fall into this situation.
The education he had received allowed him to keep a clear head.
"Who are you? Tell me this, what's your purpose? "Saif regained some of his elite look, he began to calmly consider his own interests.
"My name is Gene! I am here to find the people who support me to defeat the Apocalypse! You have seen the last face of the king, you are also the most promising successor, the future king of the royal family, I need your support! " Gene faded away, the naivety of an ordinary young man, he showed his ease and confidence in front of Saif.
The frightened elites, politicians and Saif's people in the hall didn't know that the end has come! At least for them, their wealth, their power, everything they were proud of, everything was crushed into dust by a shadow. What awaited them was a nightmare, the nightmare of an entire nation.
Gene looked at the elites who pretended to be noble before they died, he showed an extremely malicious smile, he thought happily, "So what if you have wealth? So what if you have power? Don't know the future, don't know the general trend, you will be crushed and fall into hell! "He looked maliciously at those people who used to be high and mighty, showing their confusion and fear.
He imagined the despair on their faces when they heard the news.
Deep in his memory, the voice of an old man, a child, a man, a woman, a saint, and a sinner appeared in his ears, "No one is born noble, but we will be the king!"
Gene thought in a daze, "This is the era of humans, the era where humans are the king. And the king must break his sword first! But we will be the king in the end! This is our era, let the nobility and power of the past be destroyed in the flames of the future! " (To be continued.)
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