"Is it fate?...but why is it all this fate that is doomed to destruction?"

Mo Chen shook his head and found a strange and unknown place. It seemed that some relatively large-scale disasters were destined and could not be stopped no matter what.

This is true in any world. Even the "variables" that interfere with the original trajectory and interfere with the people who want to change the plot may replace the original disaster and bring another disaster to the world.

Simply put, it is like the world of "The Evil Spirit", it is definitely a disaster. If Mo Chen passes by, it can indeed stop the original disaster, but his existence has become an even more terrifying accident.

People who have the ability to easily stop a tragic disaster are often more frightening than disasters.

Just like a knight who can easily kill the dragon, it can only show that the knight's power is more terrifying than the dragon.

Mo Chen had vaguely noticed this sign before, but there was no good way to solve it for the time being. It would be better to say that he could not find the idea to crack it. Whether he was careful or broke the deadlock with force, this strange cause and effect would be corrected in another form if it was broken.

This seems to be the correction power from the world itself, as if every molecule and every kinetic energy present in the air are locking in this process, and it can be regarded as a slight dust that is against the person who wants to change.

Unless this person is really "omniscient and omnipotent" and masters every field of rules, there will always be omissions that are difficult to reach.

"In this way, the future of this world will definitely be destroyed again, and then restarted... Is it a destined ending?"

As his mind diverged, Mo Chen couldn't help but shake his head.

If all things in the world are kept silent, they will definitely develop in a bad direction, just like no matter how hard they try, they cannot prevent the universe from becoming cold.

The world built by continuous accumulation according to "common reason" cannot be free from the constraints of physical laws anyway... So, what Mo Chen does may not be effective, and if he does nothing, he will definitely have no hope.

He looked around and found that a simple camp had been established in this higher terrain, but it was built with tents or wood that was fished out of the water, which looked very unreliable.

There are many people who look like official personnel or volunteers, who are temporarily organizing crowds, maintaining order, and arranging work...

But the effect is not very good. After all, not everyone is that good. With such psychological quality, you can immediately cheer up after the disaster, be able to strive for progress, be optimistic, be indomitable, and never give up...

This is Mexico. These people do not have the spirit of the Monkey King without watching "Journey to the West". They all look weak and the entire temporary camp is dead.

Those workers who are still in a state of great mood and strength have no choice but to try their best to rescue disasters and maintain order. As for more disaster relief work in the future, they are beyond their ability.

But the problem is not big. Next, even the United States will put on the glorious cloak of humanitarian rescue, be free to give various material assistance, and do its best to help the disaster area of ​​Cozumer... Of course, in order to better help the suffering Mexican people.

Their people will also enter the disaster area in large quantities to better guide and help the victims rebuild their homes, and at the same time dig three feet into the ground in the process to find their goals and other careful things.

But no matter what their ideas they have, the benefits really fall on the victims, and other things are not important.

Mo Chen walked around the camp, then saw a figure that he felt slightly familiar to him, and walked straight over.

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...

Serena talked to a black child with her upper body for a while, then looked at the other person and nodded repeatedly, then turned around and ran away quickly.

She stood up straight, stayed in place and gasped slightly, her golden hair pressing against her sweaty forehead, feeling wet.

She was wearing a local police uniform, but it was damaged in many places. Most of her didn't know that it was soaked because of the previous flood or sweat. She pressed her tightly on her body, revealing a beautiful curve.

This is a beautiful scenery that has often attracted the attention of locals in the past two or three months, but not many people have paid attention to it at this time.

There were also a few blood marks and some stains on the policewoman's face. It can be seen that her previous escape made her very embarrassed. After successfully escaping, she did not stop and rest for a while, and was walking around and busy in this temporary camp.

Now, no matter how strong she is, she feels unparalleled fatigue.

At this time, the blond policewoman suddenly patted her shoulder gently. She turned around as if she was conditioned and said:

"Are you a new refugee? Find a place to rest in the camp first, we will help you...uh..."

The following words did not continue to be said, because she opened her eyes wide and her mouth was as if she was stuck.

"Selina, I remember calling this name, right? Do you know where the others are? What happened?" Mo Chen didn't care about the policewoman's eyes, but just asked casually.

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“…”

The blonde policewoman just opened her mouth, her pupils contracted, her face full of shock, and she couldn't speak at all.

"Huh?" Mo Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, and when he was about to wake the other party, the blonde policewoman was shocked and suddenly came to his senses.

"Yes, yes...I, I know where the others are, but what exactly happened...I don't know..."

She seemed so excited that she couldn't control herself, but she seemed to be extremely frightened and uneasy. She rarely showed some kind of helplessness, and even spoke stutteringly. She could not see the shadow of the powerful woman who was wise in the past.

But at least, she explained what she knew clearly.

"That's fine, take me over and see other people... and tell me everything you know, such as the specific experience when Shanghai roar hit last night."

Someone nodded and said so naturally, his tone was not strong, but it was obvious that this was an absolutely irresistible order.

The blonde policewoman immediately showed an uneasy expression, but he could only nod his head obediently. After all, what else could he say? He had already boarded the pirate ship and had no other choice at all.

If it weren't for being thrown into the dreamland and chasing those people from the Holy Trinity Organization, at least she had atone for her sins, I'm afraid she would have apologized for her if she could still stand here now.

"I was sent here to perform tasks three months ago. Because of my previous job, I was arranged to join the local official organization to monitor the actions of those people in the Holy Trinity with the convenience of my position..."

On the road, after forcing herself to calm down, the blonde policewoman tried not to look back at the one behind as much as possible, and tried hard to ignore the person who was looking at her eyes or illusion.

She just spoke to herself about what she knew.

"...We found the correct location of the underground ruins one step faster than those people, and also tried to mislead their direction. However, because of your order, we did not directly take away the things in the underground ruins before we found the silver box..."

"The situation lasted for two months, and it was only after Miss Laura's news that she had finally found the clue of the silver box, but she was not in Coe Group Mel, and she needed to leave for a while..."

"I don't know the specifics, but I heard that she and her companions seemed to have gone to Peru, and then it took another month or so. Last night, she sent a message saying that she had found the silver box and was rushing back, asking us to prepare to act immediately when she arrived..."

Mo Chen followed the policewoman all the way forward and walked through the entire camp. His eyes kept patrolling around, but when he heard this, he frowned.

"Now it seems that something is wrong?"

Serena said with a bitter face: "Yes, Holy Trinity also suddenly attacked at that time. When they silenced all the local workers they recruited, we found that they had entered the ruins faster and took away the ancient artifact..."

Huh? Hearing this, Mo Chen was slightly stunned: "Wait, are you talking about... those people from Holy Trinity?"

"Yes, it's them." The female policeman nodded and said with great certainty, "And we also intercepted them when they were evacuating. We can determine that they were those people..."

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“…”

Is there something wrong with this script? Holy Trinity suddenly started cheating? All the supermans on his side were turned over by them?

Don't joke, if they really had such a powerful trump card and strength, they would not have been strangled to death by themselves. Even the remaining part now was deliberately left behind by themselves—

The main purpose is to let them be here to attract the attention of the Mexican and the United States governments, thereby concealing the actions of Miss Crawford and his group.

But now, what did Mo Chen hear? A group of scumbags broke through in the battle? Or did he forget when he went to give their leader Dr. Domigus a golden finger?

It really doesn't make sense. Can a group of ordinary people still break out of gene locks at the last moment? Even a group of supermen and magicians on their side can't stop it?

After thinking for a moment, Mo Chen suddenly asked, "Has there been any changes in the Holy Trinity side recently? I mean there are more obvious changes, especially those in the senior management..."

Serena blinked, then turned around and nodded repeatedly: "By the way, I remember--the person who led the Trinity last night was not the Dr. Domigus we thought at first, but a black man."

"Black man? What kind of person is this?" Mo Chen had an ominous premonition.

"It's a man with dark skin, tall body, and always a cheerful smile..." Serena recalled for a moment, and then seriously expressed her impression of that guy.

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“…”

With such descriptions and descriptions, is your sense of déjà a bit too serious?

Mo Chen's expression froze slightly, and then he gritted his teeth and asked, "Is his name Nayaratotip?"

"Oh, no." The blonde policewoman was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "He said his name was pronounced obama..."
Chapter completed!