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Chapter 22: A brief silence(1/2)

"Okay, I will work hard to advance. I am now live streaming and can start PK anytime."

Wait until Chi Xuanxuan finished the phone call with a sad sigh.

After she came back, she found that the screen was terrible.

There was no barrage rolling in the room either.

After flipping the history message, she realized that the live broadcast was over.

That's right, it's over.

After the other party found that Xia Zuo had moved almost the same position, a wave of waves slapped them to death without even resisting at all.

It ended in such a boring way.

This move rushed out of the intelligent center "Norma", the headquarters of the Bald Eagle Cassel Academy, and crossed the Pacific submarine cable, and rushed to the clients of all netizens around the world.

At this moment, people all over the world held their breath and looked at the confident smile of the commissioner who started the video.

The next moment they were flooded by the sudden darkness, and they were swallowed without a single echo.

Norma looked at the directors of Kassel Academy with expressionless faces, with an unprecedentedly tense old face.

"Did it be the nuclear weapons that mutate them?"

"Without this precedent, the previous second-generation species dare not even resist the ground bomb, let alone the atomic bomb."

"Then there is only the possibility of the Dragon King, and He has hatched it."

"Yes, there's only this reason, but it hasn't revenge on the world yet, and nuclear weapons must have hit it hard."

"But it's already shocking enough."

They didn't know how many years they had lived, climbed out of the tomb-like nutrition warehouse, and then had a plain and fierce discussion.

That picture was so dark.

If God said there should be light, then the world has light.

Then the next thing is the devil on earth, tearing the God they believe in to pieces in front of humans.

The atomic bomb is the God of mankind.

The ceiling of science, but did not kill him.

The last picture is through the camera image falling in the pool of blood.

He walked out in a leisurely manner like a demon king testing his army.

There are shocking barrage on the Internet.

Shocked that he did not die in the nuclear explosion, shocked that hell regarded him like an emperor.

"He is even more terrifying than the Dragon King."

Vice-President Flammel said.

"Uh... Wow!? Yes, is it the phone?"

The ringtone of the alarm clock in the morning woke Chi Xuanxuan from her nightmare.

Recently, almost everyone has fallen into this anxiety and panic that the world is almost over.

Foreigners even snatched supermarkets on the streets, and people quit their jobs and hid at home.

It seems that you can avoid it as long as you tremble.

Chi Xuanxuan also had a nightmare last night like Deadpool monsters everywhere.

She opened her eyes for a while before she came back from the aftermath of the nightmare.

Fortunately, Aichi Prefecture is unique.

Although when the nuclear bomb hit Tokyo a few days ago, the airport was also crowded with people who wanted to immigrate.

Now air tickets are also rising rapidly, and they are so hard to get a ticket that even if you have money, you can’t buy it.

Those who can escape are basically rich and powerful people.

Ordinary people have no other way except waiting for death. Netizens from Youtube Neon are the worst, all of them are posts asking for help.

But the posts have begun to change slightly in recent days, and many Neon netizens have begun to post and beg other countries not to interfere.

Because as time goes by, Neon people discovered that although Tokyo has produced a demon who wants to destroy the world.

But this demon stayed in Tokyo without any movement. Even if someone beat him, he would not look like he would fight back. Of course, if someone went in, he would not let it go.

Simply put, it's okay if you don't go to Tokyo.

So more than ten days later, Neon's social order has actually recovered and the people have gradually returned to peace.

On the contrary, other countries still go on strikes, parades, and grab supermarket news every day.

Thinking of this, Neon is really a strange country.

Perhaps because of the many disasters and difficulties, Neon people quickly adapted.

Once a reporter conducts a poll, he will basically answer, fear is fear, but when he goes to work as usual, he often goes out to buy vegetables and goes home to make replies such as hungry.

Compared to the end of the world that has not yet arrived, what to eat this morning seems to be more important.

Chi Xuanxuan thought so too.

"Good morning, dad."

Chi Xuanxuan stretched her head out of the door in her pajamas and waved to her passing dad.

Then she changed her clothes to go to school, left the room, and walked into the bathroom.

My mother, named Yuko Sudo, was greeting herself while brushing her teeth.

"Good morning Xuanxuan."

"Mom won't have nightmares, too?"

"...Now no one doesn't have nightmares at night in Neon now, after all, the devil is not far from us."

"Oh, but why didn't the Neon god come out to save us?" Chi Xuanxuan asked.

"Perhaps because the devil is also a god, what are the inside stories they have in private?"

"Wow, that's so hateful!"

"Yes! It's so abominable. The Sect Master and Kassel Academy dare not send anyone else."

"Because there is no atomic bomb, it means that the other party is a real god."

"Yes! But last night my colleague revealed that the Bald Eagle Kingdom seems to have not given up yet, and seems to want to use all its weapons, even if it blows up Tokyo."

Since Chi Xuanxuan's mother Yuko Sudo works in the provisional government, she knows some secret information about countries faster than ordinary people.

"But that way, but what should we do if we Neon do that?!"

Yes! Then the whole neon light will definitely be flooded by the tsunami!

"Yes, but if the other party is a devil who will destroy the world, it doesn't matter even if the whole neon is sacrificed."

"How can it be, that's too much!"

Hearing the news revealed by his mother, Chi Xuanxuan let out a trembling cry.

Even if he is a devil and belongs to the evil camp, he hasn't taken action yet, right?

Why did they kill the other party before they even took action, and were buried with innocent people with the entire neon light?!

How can it be?

The silent questioning that had surged in this moment made her unable to help but stop her brushing hands.

At this time, Yuko Sudo had finished brushing quickly and began to turn on the faucet to wash her face with a towel.

But Chi Xuanxuan no longer had the intention of doing this. She simply drank water and rinsed her mouth and washed away the foam on her mouth. As a result, she looked up and found that her mother had finished washing and she put on makeup and tidy up her appearance.

Chi Xuanxuan started washing her face.

Although Suteng Yuko is skillful, she actually doesn't focus on this at all.

All behaviors have long become instinct, and Chi Xuanxuan is far from this.

Maybe soon there will be no chance to catch up with my mother's speed. Chi Xuanxuan thought to herself.

Thinking of this, Chi Xuanxuan's inner sorrow was almost overflowing. After the peace of mind for more than ten days, she thought things would begin to improve, and the evil god seemed to plan to get along with the Neon people in a friendly manner.

After all, Neon's ghosts are also considered gods, and there are also ghosts that live in harmony with Neon's people. For example, the Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts is an obvious example.

As long as they don’t go out on the day they travel at night, ordinary people will not have anything to do. On the contrary, if they worship them, they will benefit.

Isn’t the history of neon light a history of harmonious coexistence between humans and ghosts?

"Because other countries will never recognize or believe that ghosts can live in peace with humanity."

Yuko Sudo saw what her daughter Chi Xuanxuan was thinking and replied lightly.

However, Chi Xuanxuan's heart was broken, and the words she spoke seemed to be soaked in sadness.
To be continued...
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