Looking at the reports and battle plans in front of him, Ohei, one of the leaders of the Allied Government, rubbed his forehead. He still found it hard to make a decision.
Twelve Zeus-class spaceships could only fit 50 million people at most, and this was even after using all the available space and almost overloading the spaceships.
But even so, it was still too little compared to the current human population of five billion. Yes, nine years had passed. Tyranny, war, pollution, and all kinds of destruction had caused the death of more than one billion people.
And now, only 50 million people could board the spaceships and reach the surface of the Sun in the next year. This was already the limit calculated by the Space Department.
"Your Excellency." A white-haired doctor looked at Ohei and said, "There are three more days until the deadline to board the spaceships. If we still don't make a decision..."
"I know... but." Ohei frowned. He suddenly asked, "Have the others made a decision?"
Faced with the major event that would decide the entire human society, it was obviously not something that Ohei could decide alone. The other leaders of the Allied Government also had to participate.
"Yes, Your Excellency. More than two-thirds of the people have chosen to agree."
"They, how dare they?" Ohei closed his eyes. "This is a total of 4.95 billion people. They are not clones, not digitalized humans. They are humans."
"For the continuation of humanity, this is very necessary." The old man sighed. "The combat troops we sent to Mars all ended in failure. So far, we don't even know what these aliens look like. The difference is too great. We can only endure."
Yes, what they were discussing now was a plan that had been discussed when the Allied Government was formed nine years ago.
That was a situation that many people expected. Even if the entire human race developed desperately, what should they do if they could only develop a spaceship that could carry a portion of people?
The aliens' request was for the entire human race to migrate to the Sun. Obviously, only a portion of the humans would not be enough.
Under such circumstances, a vicious and cruel idea was quickly thought of.
50 million of the best talents would follow the higher-ups of the Allied Government to board the spaceships and migrate to the Sun. The remaining humans would not only be left on Earth, but they would also all be killed by the timed weapons system.
In order to ensure that all humans would migrate to the Sun, the entire massacre plan would be linked together, starting from the destruction of the entire ecosystem, including genetic weapons, weather weapons, and virus weapons. It was to ensure that no one would survive before the end of the decade.
This would be an extremely cruel plan, and no one who executed it would be able to escape responsibility.
However, it seemed to be the only way to preserve the survival of the human race.
Ao Hei's brows were tightly knitted together. His thoughts seemed to be caught in a fierce struggle. Blue Qi of True Essence began to burn on the surface of his body, revealing his inner turmoil.
"I … agree."
When he finally said these words, his face was weak, as if he had exhausted all his strength and laid down on the chair.
Three days later, the embarkation began in secret, and most of the men were abandoned without knowing it.
A month later, twelve Zeus class spaceships slowly took off. When the people realized that their familiar superiors, leaders, most of the heads of the government, and high-ranking military officials had all disappeared, the whole society fell into chaos.
At the same time, the deadly weapon was quietly counting down, counting down the death knell for the humans on Earth.
203 hours later, more than 5,000 silos around the world were opened at the same time. Countless intercontinental missiles slowly rose into the sky, as if they were going to light up the entire sky.
However, the various deadly weapons had all been replaced by Zuo Qingcang, turning into reagents for the Qi and Blood Parasite. They would be scattered throughout the entire Earth's environment in a few days' time.
Zuo Qingcang was not a bloodthirsty tyrant. Since, according to his calculations, the plan of the humans in the second universe was successful and they had reached the Solar System before Famine, the humans had already fulfilled his requirements. Naturally, he would not let the remaining humans die in vain.
This place would become the best testing ground for the Qi and Blood Parasite. In order to supervise the evolution of the humans, Famine had been forced to stay here by Zuo Qingcang.
The other 50 million elite humans would reach the surface of the Sun in a year's time. They would start developing with technology as their main focus, helping Zuo Qingcang to complete all sorts of research.
Just as the Qi and Blood Parasite that could not be seen by the naked eye descended from the sky, Zuo Qingcang stretched out his palm and all the high-tech products on Earth were scrapped within a second.
At the same time, countless flesh-colored tentacles grew out from Famine's body. They were a large number of spores. They set off from Famine's body and parasitized every human's body through the ocean currents and the atmosphere.
…
In 2022 AD, the entire world was baptized by an unknown attack.
Electricity was paralyzed and machinery was damaged. Other than a few things, most of the technological products that humans relied on for survival could not operate and could not be repaired.
All the high-level government officials in the world disappeared. What they left for the remaining humans was a devastated Earth that was getting worse day by day. Most of the resources had also been taken away.
The social structure collapsed in an instant, and the desires that had been suppressed for nine years were released wantonly when the social structure completely collapsed.
However, humans did not want to die.
They had also received a gift from God.
In a desert, a group of muscular men with colorful hair, long hair, bald hair, and Mohawk hair rode on modified motorcycles and trucks. They had strong muscles and were holding knives and axes.
"Woo woo woo woo woo ~ ~ ~"
They laughed wildly and screamed. Like madmen, they drove recklessly toward the jeep that was escaping ahead. There were precious food and water in the jeep.
A slightly thin bald man rode on a modified heavy-duty motorcycle and chased after the jeep while howling. He stuck out his tongue and licked the blade of the axe in his hand. He laughed and said, "Hehehehe, where are you running to? Don't underestimate our organization Z! "
As he spoke, he waved his arm and the axe shot toward the jeep's driver's seat with astonishing speed.
The power of this swing was probably enough to throw a shot put 30 meters away, far breaking the world record of the Olympic Games. And now, it was just a casual swing from a minion.
However, the axe he threw was casually caught by a palm from the driver's seat. Then, the jeep slid to the side and came to a steady stop.
The motorcycle that could not dodge in time slammed into the jeep's body, causing the bald man to scream and roll out. The remaining members of organization Z did not care about their comrade who was lying on the ground with his mouth full of blood. Instead, they roared and drove their motorcycles to surround the jeep.
"Ooh, ooh, ooh ~"
Several members waved the chains, ropes, and axes as they maliciously looked at the man who was slowly walking down from the jeep.
"You must be tired of living."
"How dare you offend our Z Organization."
"I'll fulfill your wish!"
The man gently dodged the other party's attack, and his fist landed on the other party's body, knocking several men on the motorcycle to the ground.
"What is this? It's just a harmless attack."
"Ah?"
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!"
Popping sounds rang out from their bodies as their bodies swelled up. Then, their flesh and blood exploded from their insides. In the end, they turned into corpses that fell to the ground.
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