A Million Possible

Fertile land in the outer suburbs of the paradise, the base.

It is very busy here, and the transfer of hostages is proceeding in an orderly manner. However, at the moment when the "jamming bomb" exploded, the busy people stopped. Looking back, they saw that it suddenly dispersed and disappeared immediately. Some people know what happened, some people don’t. Some people clenched their fists in excitement, wanting to cheer, and looking forward to the explosive art afterwards, some people are silent, standing, and not knowing what they are thinking.

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In the center of the base, in the pure white building.

In the wide room, the group of representatives from various organizations stared at the big screen. At this moment, the picture was a pure blue sky and three floating balloons. Dr. Harman had a confident smile on his face.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he even wanted to shout and admire, this is the beauty of psionic weapons, a beauty composed of irresistible powers.

"Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, the fertile soil is already paralyzed. Next, let us toast and witness this historic scene. The only pity is that we are not the only witnesses. I want to come, at this moment, In the United Nations Headquarters building, representatives from hundreds of countries around the world are also looking through the camera, waiting for the final trial in real time. Yes, the trial. Anyone who dares to provoke or threaten humanity will be annihilated by gunfire!" Haman raised his glass and said loudly.

The people in the room heard a toast, and the scene was a bit spectacular.

Only the person in charge at the forefront, General Andrei, was still standing still, staring at the screen closely, and issued an "offensive" order. He still couldn't feel at ease without seeing the result.

"drop--"

At the moment the order was issued, the rows of launch vehicles standing behind the base buzzed together. On the gun racks, those pure white, sleek, concise, and beautiful psionic missiles suddenly ignited their tail flames and launched with a bang. Accelerate, drive into deep space according to the calculated trajectory, and then cross a beautiful arc and fall to the fertile soil.

The number of them is extremely large, densely packed, and almost endless. The fertile soil area is too large. If you want to completely destroy them, they can only be filled with numbers without using super weapons with powerful pollution.

Outside the base, the people standing there clearly heard the roar. Immediately, thousands of people looked up to the sky and saw an extremely magnificent sight. The dense white missiles almost covered the sky, like a large group of migratory birds. , Against the background of azure blue, overwhelmingly fell to the fertile soil in the distance.

In the long-standing world, people have rarely had the opportunity to witness such a large-scale attack.

No one doubts that in a few seconds, the fertile soil that is world-renowned, like an independent kingdom, will be reduced to rubble!

"Killthewakfu!"

Suddenly a hostage raised his hands and shouted with a hideous face.

Some people nearby were infected and shouted in agreement.

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Fertile soil, platform.

"Nuwa?"

After yelling again, confirming that she was unable to answer, Cheng Lin fell silent and sighed softly.

The "jamming bomb" did no harm to him. However, Nuwa was almost disabled. He was not sure whether Nuwa still had senses, whether he could hear or see, but could not control anything, or even her body "frozen." ", but these don't seem to be important anymore.

His worries finally became a reality, and Nuwa really couldn't compete with humans.

"Perhaps, from the beginning, it was a farce with a doomed ending."

Cheng Lin said softly, took the agreement from Nuwa, glanced, smiled, and threw it away. Then, if he raised his head consciously, he saw the dense clouds flying in the blue sky. Endless white warheads.

It turned out to be... very beautiful.

He thought, unfortunately, behind this is cruel destruction.

"Is it over like this? It doesn't seem to be your style."

Cheng Lin put his hands in his pockets, let out a sigh of relief, muttered to himself, as soon as his voice fell, the scenery before him changed suddenly, all the colors disappeared, the whole world became black and white, and time seemed to be frozen. At this moment, this scene is not unfamiliar, and it appeared in the "Maelstrom".

[Humanity rescued the hostages through a paper agreement, and then launched the destruction plan. Tens of thousands of warheads will cover the main area of ​​the fertile soil, destroying all the key nodes. You stare at them quietly, and your emotions are complicated.][Task: Receive temporary skills, try to change the ending, return to the safe house after the task is completed, this game is over, rewards will be issued after the end]

...

In his mind, the voice of the narration sounded without emotion, Cheng Lin raised his mouth, and his hanging heart finally landed safely. He was really worried that it would be completely ruined this time. Then, when it was projected, what else would he explore?

[Temporary skills are being distributed..."Confinement", "Amplification", "Containment"...]

Immediately, Cheng Lin only felt that a lot of information had suddenly appeared in his mind, and he quickly grasped it without lack of experience, and the whole process did not take more than a second.

Opening his eyes, Cheng Lin glanced at Nuwa next to him last, and said to himself: "I still have to clean up..."

As he said, he raised his right hand casually, pointed towards the sky, and gently spit out a word:

"Imprisoned."

There was no splendid brilliance, no deafening noise, no...no change, but the wind on the platform suddenly stopped.

The world changed from black and white to color.

The three balloons that had turned into small black dots suddenly solidified in the air.

An invisible force of imprisonment enveloped the sky, silent, but extremely powerful.

Suddenly, the "psionic missile" flying in the forefront suddenly decelerated, as if it had entered a muddy mud full of resistance, and it seemed that an invisible big hand gently picked it up.

It spins as hard as it can, seeming to want to break free, breakthrough, but this is just in vain.

"Om—"

Suddenly, the round, streamlined, and pure white warhead stopped abruptly in the air, motionless.

Then, the second stop, the third stop...

Almost in the blink of an eye, the rain of bullets that covered the sky and the sun completely stopped!

It looked like it was time to press the pause button!

This scene is extremely weird and unbelievable!

The howling stopped abruptly, and there was silence between heaven and earth!

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Outside the base.

The voice of "killthewakfu" is still reverberating, and those emotional people have their faces controlled, their eyes are crazy, their fists are waving, and their throats are hoarse, looking forward to the gunfire and the earth shaking.

However, a few seconds passed, and the explosion they were expecting did not come as expected, and even the warheads that looked like migratory birds seemed to stop.

The shout gradually weakened, the sound gradually became lower, and finally disappeared completely.

"Why isn't it exploding?"

Someone asked.

"Haven't it flown yet?" One person was puzzled.

However, he didn't believe this judgment, and none of the people around him believed it. What's the joke? Although the distance from the base to the fertile soil is not short, but at the speed of the missile, it can really be said to be instantaneous, where can it not fly?

But... why is the scene in your eyes so difficult to understand?

Those warheads really seemed to have stopped, and looked like a handful of rice sprinkled on the azure blue flannel.

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Base center, inside the room.

At the call of Dr. Harman, representatives from different organizations raised their glasses and prepared to drink wine in the explosion. However, the pictures in front of them stopped, which made it difficult to relieve people’s brewing emotions. .

I can only hold the cup awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

"Dr. Harman, is this... the imaging device is broken?" a man wearing a bow tie couldn't help asking.

The smile on Dr. Harman's face froze, he coughed, frowned, pointed to the two assistants to check, and explained at the same time:

"It is possible that the explosion has interfered with the transmission of the signal, and, although it is protected, the jamming bomb will more or less affect some..."

"But, even if there is a problem with the signal, why can't we hear the explosion?"

A major director from the Wotu company's board of directors asked, his tone was full of confusion.

Harman was speechless, and the people in the hall fell silent.

Yes, even if there is a problem with the picture transmission, why can't I hear it? After all, everyone’s ears are fine!

Even if there is a sufficient safe distance from the bombing center, so many warheads explode, should you hear a little movement?

"Something's wrong!"

Suddenly, the person in charge, General André, shouted loudly. He immediately twisted his body, broke the door, and came to the outdoors. A group of representatives also followed out in a daze. They rushed out of the building and came to the outdoors. The grassland, known as the "isolation zone", also saw the clear blue sky and the weapons parked in the air.

"Ah! God, what's going on?!"

A lady screamed.

Thousands of people outside the base have all gathered at this moment, pointing at the sky, and seeing these brightly-dressed big men come out, a "hostage" suddenly ran over and said in dissatisfaction:

"Gentlemen, why did you suddenly stop attacking?"

Harman was at a loss: "We don't have..."

"Didn't you control the missile and stopped it?" the man exasperated.

Haman's eyes widened, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Stop the missile in high-speed flight, and not fall down? This group of people actually think this is our control? Are their brains broken? How can this be? !

However, after the roar in his heart, Harman still calmly realized one thing, that is... it is not that the picture is delayed or the information is affected, but that the tens of thousands of missiles they launched have really stopped! ! !

Undoubtedly!

"This... how come... Is it Nuwa's ability? No, the fertile soil has been paralyzed, yes, and even if there is an accident, it is absolutely impossible to intercept the missile with the ability of a small fertile soil, let alone talk about it. With such an unthinkable..."

Haman hugged his head, and he was overwhelmed with great shock and confusion.

At this time, the assistant next to him had already answered and explained that it was not their initiative to stop. As soon as these words came out, the entire base burst into flames. Thousands of people realized it in a flash. This must have happened to some kind of accident.

"General Andre...you..."

Suddenly, a director looked at Andre, and saw that the person in charge suddenly had wind blowing around his body, his clothes crackled and shivered, torn, his deep eyes were extremely solemn, his face was as hard as a stone, and his face was as hard as a stone. , The power of horror rises from his body ascending.

People whispered and backed away, but they didn't panic.

Because, they know, this is Andre using his own power.

Yes!

As the person in charge of the base, he is a ninth-rank pinnacle powerhouse!The reason why he came to preside over the destruction plan is to ensure that there are no accidents in the event of a "missing".

"Quiet!"

Andre's lips did not move, but a deep and powerful command sounded in people's hearts. The voice was like a pillar in a big wave, with reassuring power, and the crowd calmed down.

"stranger!"

Immediately, I listened to Andre staring straight ahead, his body strained, and he uttered a word.

stranger?

Haman and others were startled. They were elites after all, so even if they were in shock, they quickly woke up:

"You said that... the one who stopped... is the supernatural person?"

People are shocked, puzzled, and puzzled.

Why are there supernatural beings in the fertile soil?

No, this is not the most important thing. The question is, how strong is it to be able to stop tens of thousands of psionic missiles?

And can make Andre at the pinnacle of Ninth-Rank look like a big enemy?

Is it one of the other peak powers in the world?

Why? Is there a force that wants to destroy all of this? Want to use Nuwa? Support her? In order to obtain some kind of political benefit? Could it be that during these ten days of negotiations, someone had secretly contacted Nuwa? How many forces can avoid global attention? Which of the nine pinnacles can be invited? I'm afraid there are only a few big powers and super consortia, right?

At this moment, the minds of Haman and the others were running fast, their thoughts were mixed, and their faces became solemn.

Thousands of miles away, the United Nations headquarters is also watching through imaging technology. In the building surrounded by countless flags flying, the huge conference hall is silent at first, and then it burst into noise!

Almost all the representatives of the member countries are present here. They simultaneously saw everything that happened outside the fertile soil, heard Andre's words, and easily thought of a treacherous conspiracy.

Almost instantly, countless eyes were cast on the representatives of several permanent members!

"I think we need an explanation." The head of the Security Council asked in a deep voice.

The representatives of the several major powers listed as suspects are also sinking. They also don't know what happened. The superpower who intercepted tens of thousands of psionic missiles came out of the sky.

Suddenly, a violent sound broke the deathly silence in the conference hall!

People stared in amazement, and through the image, they only saw the pure white stagnant in the air, the cute missiles seemed to be firmly gripped by an invisible big hand...

then……

It exploded in pieces...

"Boom boom boom boom boom..."

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Fertile soil, station.

Cheng Lin gently spread his clenched right hand and looked up at the brilliant fireworks in the sky, as if enjoying a grand fireworks show.

He didn't look back, just said to Nuwa softly:

"I always felt that something was missing before, huh, sure enough, fireworks are enough to be festive, what do you think?"

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ps1: I was too sleepy last night...so...cough cough (covered his face in shame)

ps2: On the last day of October, if there are still votes, it will be wasted if you don't vote, you know.

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