The red Arabic numbers on the display screen were jumping rapidly. The countdown timer clearly showed that there were 6 hours, 48 minutes, and 37 seconds left until the end of the world.
Of course, this countdown was based on the number given by Sheyan.
In terms of science on Earth, there was no way to prove that this number was real. Most people looked at this number with nervous, complicated, and contradictory feelings. Their hearts felt as heavy as a rock.
The sky was blue, the clouds were fluttering, and the sun was shining brightly. There was no sign that this beautiful world would turn upside down and turn into a despairing hell in six hours. Most people were hoping that the damn prophecy was just a clumsy hoax.
But some people were also secretly hoping for something, because if the prophecy really came true, then there was no doubt that a great opportunity would follow after the disaster. The investors who funded the construction of the airship were even more pessimistic. No one wanted their painstaking efforts to be abandoned in vain. They might even lose everything!
After taking a sip of the coffee in front of him, Sheyan picked up the phone.
"Hello, what's the matter?"
Jean's voice came from the other end.
"There's something I need to tell you."
"What?" Sheyan was shocked.
Jean did not seem to mind.
"Mr. Jackson Krust, whom you brought with you, must have heard something recently, and he found out the truth."
Sheyan took a deep breath and said.
"And then?"
"And then we confirmed that he left the base an hour ago. He was very lucky when he left the base. It's very difficult for anyone else to repeat the same process, "said Jean. "After our investigation, we found that he did not do anything harmful to the base. He only took five first-class tickets. Because he was recommended by you, we didn't pay much attention to him. But Professor thinks it's worth telling you. “
Sheyan cursed under his breath, then started counting with his fingers.
"Mr. Curtis' ex-wife, Kate, daughter, Lily, son, Noah, and Kate's current husband, Gordon. Here are four tickets. Oh, Mr. Curtis also prepared one for himself. “
After receiving the news, Sheyan immediately jumped up from his chair. He finished the coffee in front of him in one gulp and began to inform his team members.
"Guys, we have to go and do something big right now."
"What?"
"What happened?"
"What happened this time?"
"…"
Sheyan sighed and said, "That's right.
"We've neglected the personal feelings of the protagonist, Mr. Curtis. He doesn't live in this world alone. There are three people he cares about: his ex-wife and his son and daughter. So when he heard the news of the end of the world, for the sake of love, and of course, fatherly love, Mr. Curtis chose to go out and help them."
"Damn it, how long has he been gone?"
"One hour."
"That is a blessing in disguise. We have to bring him to a safe place before the other contestants find him. "Reef replied.
"That's exactly what I meant. Let's meet at the base exit in two minutes," said Sheyan.
"Wait." Sanzi asked, "Is it possible that the other contestants have already taken control of Mr. Curtis's family and used them to blackmail him and set up a trap for him?"
"That's not likely," said Reef. "Curtis is just an ordinary protagonist. Apart from the 'Lucky Aura', he's just an ordinary person, so the Realm must have some protection for him. Unless he goes looking for his family himself, any contestant with malicious intentions will only be able to obtain information about their travels."
***
Two minutes later, Sheyan and the others were surprised to see Jean and Eye of the Storm at the entrance of the base.
Jean said seriously, "Professor X asked me to accompany you. From what you've said, Mr. Curtis seems to be very important?"
Sheyan nodded.
"He should be, because this gentleman will play a very important role in future history, similar to Washington or Montgomery. Although the future has already changed in our hands, he's still a very important person. We can't let anything happen to him."
Jean sighed.
"Why didn't you tell us something so important back then?"
Sheyan stared deeply into her eyes and said, "That's right.
"Do you think it's a good thing to know too much about the future? The prophets in human history were all tortured when they died! "
Jean's heart skipped a beat when she saw Sheyan's look.
After a while, she said, "If that's the case, we'll go with you. There shouldn't be any problems with Professor X here. This is what he wants."
Sheyan was about to refuse, but he remembered Jean's superpower, so he nodded in agreement.
***
Curtis was obviously planning to go to Manhattan Beach in California to pick up his children. Now that they knew the destination and the departure time, it was not too difficult for the almighty Al-Qaeda to find out everything.
Soon, they received first-hand information. Sixteen minutes ago, Curtis appeared at LaGuardia International Airport and tried to bribe the pilot with a gold Rolex watch to send him to Manhattan Beach. The pilot refused, not because he was a man of principle, but because he thought the watch was fake …
Sheyan and the others immediately took a helicopter to the airport. After landing at LaGuardia International Airport, they had only taken a few steps out of the helicopter when Ramtas suddenly twitched its nose and said to Sheyan.
"Master, there's a fresh smell of blood."
What they were afraid of really happened! Sheyan immediately asked Ramtas to lead the way. They found a dead man in a hangar that was rented out to the public. The man was obviously a pilot. He had died by stabbing his heart, so his blood sprayed everywhere, even the walls of the hangar were covered in blood. The scene was very tragic.
"The wound is less than one centimeter in diameter, and the wound is very smooth. It's obvious that it wasn't caused by a bullet. The murder weapon should be a medieval European rapier, or something slender and sharp," Sheyan deduced after pressing on the wound.
"Based on the degree of coagulation of the blood, the murderer shouldn't have left for more than ten minutes, and there shouldn't be many ordinary people in this world who can use such a weapon. It looks like the worst has happened. Curtis has been targeted by the contestants."
As if to confirm Sheyan's deduction was correct, gunshots and screams suddenly came from the airport office building not far away. A group of people immediately rushed over. Immediately, they saw the guards in the airport firing wildly, but they didn't know what they were shooting at.
Suddenly, a guard crashed through the window and flew straight out. His body was almost folded in half! To put it simply, the back of his head hit his heel, and his body was twisted like a fried dough twist. He twitched a few times on the ground before he stiffened and stopped moving.
Then, the building shook, and seven or eight more people were thrown out. Under such circumstances, the morale of the guards plummeted. They all retreated far away, not daring to get any closer.
In the face of such a situation, Sheyan picked up his pace and rushed straight over. He only put his arms in front of his body to make a symbolic protective gesture! Then, with a leap, he broke through a window on the first floor and successfully broke in. The anti-theft bars installed on the windows on the first floor were like dry branches to him. They could not stop him at all!
After tumbling to the ground, Sheyan saw several corpses. Their bodies were twisted and twisted into a fried dough twist. Such a death would naturally cause their blood to be squeezed out like a towel. However, the amount of blood left behind at the scene was far less than the actual amount.
Just as he rushed up to the second floor of the office building, he felt the building shake violently again. He looked up and saw that the ceiling of the third floor had collapsed, revealing a thick leg the size of a water basin. It seemed that the leg had stepped on the concrete floor of the third floor and cracked it, directly penetrating through it.
By the time Sheyan reached the ceiling where the hole appeared, the giant foot had already retracted. Gravel rustled down from the hole. Through the hole, Sheyan could see that an incomparably sturdy anti-theft door had been struck by a terrifying force. The heavy steel door directly flew out with a loud clang. The door was twisted and deformed like a pile of scrap paper. Amidst the screams and screams, several airport staff who were hiding behind the door had been injured.
"Interesting." Sheyan sneered. "Someone actually came to snatch food from the tiger's mouth?"
He ran up, then grabbed the edge of the hole on the third floor and nimbly climbed up. He immediately saw the back of a huge greyish white creature. Its thick skin was covered in layers of wrinkles. It gave off a feeling of oppression, like the first time he saw the Tyrant in Resident Evil.
It occasionally tilted its head, revealing a long bloody fang. It looked very ferocious. Then, as if it had heard some movement, it staggered up the stairs! How could Sheyan let it go? He immediately rushed forward.
But suddenly, the air was filled with a loud chirping sound! Two calf-sized black shadows pounced out from the door on the left and right, aiming for a pincer attack on Sheyan!
Sheyan tilted his body and dodged the pouncing attack of one of the black shadows. He then slammed his elbow into the head of the other black shadow from top to bottom. It was smashed to the point where it let out a blood-curdling screech as it struggled to fly out.
At this time, Sheyan could see clearly that the two black shadows were actually two shockingly large greyish white rats! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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