Abnormal Doomsday Records

Chapter 231 21. What a bullshit future! I might as well do it myself!
"Seventeenth. I feel like I'm going to die the moment I put this thing on."

At a bonfire near the coast outside the occupied area, Zhou Ke held the deep mask in his hand that only he could see, and said to the other two people sitting by the bonfire:

"But maybe I'm overthinking it, what do you think?"

"This machine thinks you haven't given it much thought. Moreover, this machine thinks you may have some unrealistic fantasies about your own destiny. Regardless of the changes in your body, just talking about your spirit, in less than half a month, you have put on sixteen permanent masks for yourself!

The chaos symbol in your spiritual world is so excited that it laughs wildly, and this machine can hear it even here."

Wu Neng knelt by the campfire like a steel warrior.

This BYD gave himself a very ceremonial look, pretending to be a faded man ready to pass on the fire. But when you listen to the vicious words he said, you can't wait for Zhou Ke to jump up and slap this idiot twice.

You can't just expect people to give you good reviews, right?

However, it was not only Wu Neng who was so pessimistic. D-4 was also quite pessimistic. While she was roasting a few packs of instant food for Zhou Ke on the campfire, she whispered:

"Your Excellency Wuneng is right. Although the medical nano-swarm implanted in you by the Garden of Eden has indeed brought visible enhancements to your body during this period of time, the speed at which you absorb the power of chaos is a little too alarming.

Wouldn't that really upset the balance of the two in your mind?"

"It has been destroyed beyond recognition, but luckily this is what I want. Old Acholi pointed this out to me. I should not maintain the 'balance'. I should start a war!
In my mind, in my world, I am a warmongerer, and then I crazily devour the remains of war. Well, this statement is too disgusting, I feel like I am crazy. "

Zhou Ke curled his lips, closed his eyes and entered his own spiritual world under the light of the warm campfire. As soon as he entered, he saw the black sun waving its giant arm made up of countless corroded star shadows and striking fiercely at the pale light crown opposite. The area occupied by the latter was "bitten" off in an instant.

However, Mr. Zhongyan is not someone who would not fight back when being beaten.

Almost at the same time as being attacked by chaos, pale cold beams of light were spreading like a huge mouth of the abyss biting at the border of the black sun. Although there was no sound here, Zhou Ke could almost give it a shattering sound effect in his mind.

This scene looked like two black and white giants fighting each other madly.

Because Zhou Ke wore a permanent mask on his face at a rate of almost one mask per day for half a month. The growth of power gathered by chaos made the black sun "as strong as an ox" at this time. It was visibly suppressed by the naked eye in this spiritual space on the pale light corona, and the symbol of the end was squeezed into the corner and could not move.

But as old Acholi explained and guessed.

Under the arrogant oppression of chaos, the symbol of the end in Zhou Ke's body was also stimulated.

It was originally a fragment taken from the End Phenomenon. When the Eternal Singularity Project was completed, its connection with the main phenomenon had become very weak. But at this time, this fragment re-established its connection with the End Phenomenon under the pressure of being eroded by chaos.

The shape of the white light crown did not change much, but Zhou Ke could clearly feel that it was "accumulating power", just like a boxer who was under the opponent's crazy punches and huddled in a corner to block, secretly planning a counterattack.

Hey, you idiot Chaos, I’m going to kill you when I catch my breath!
The crazy battle between the two triggered by Zhou Ke through the mask was like two crickets finally starting the most ferocious fight, and this black and white battle brought two obvious changes to Zhou Ke's spiritual world.

First of all, this place is about to break!

This is not an exaggeration. No matter how mysterious Zhou Ke's origins are, he is still a human being. Even the spiritual realm of an ascender has its limits. He can now see with his own eyes that a terrifying crack has appeared on the boundary of this area, which is spreading like broken glass.

Let me give you a more vivid example.

It was like the fierce fish in the fish tank were fighting each other with such force that cracks appeared on the tank body. Zhou Ke was using the nano-healing group in the Garden of Eden to frantically repair the cracks in the tank body, but the repairs were not as fast as the cracks.

If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before the tank explodes.

But Zhou Ke has now let it go. This cylinder is bound to explode sooner or later anyway, so he might as well "accelerate manually" and step hard on the accelerator as the car falls off the cliff. This way, before his spirit and body are completely destroyed, he can get more benefits in order to break the desperate situation that he and the entire evil land are facing.

"I'm really going to die."

Zhou Ke stood in the quiet and beautiful nebula that sheltered him, staring with his dead fish eyes at the symbols of chaos and the end that were still fighting each other in front of him. At this moment, he felt that he, as a "landlord", was really a worthless person.

The only two tenants were fighting and I couldn't control them.

But then he reached out and touched the quiet and beautiful nebula beside him, but the corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than an AK shooting on full automatic.

This is the second change brought about by the black-white war.

The broken energy generated by the fight between the two "bastard tenants" was almost completely absorbed by this nebula. Although the energy conversion rate was visibly low to the naked eye, the total amount was huge!

The intensity of the war between these two bastards escalated to the point where they were trying to kill each other, and the energy dissipated in the collision was even visible to Zhou Ke's naked eyes.

The gray stardust formed by the mixture of black and white was scattered all over the area, and the quiet and beautiful nebula where Zhou Ke was located sucked it in like a hungry glutton. His posture was as wretched as that of the wretched Old Six who was hiding under the feet of two fighting beasts and eating some leftovers.

But don’t worry about whether this posture is majestic or not. The effect alone makes Zhou Ke happy. The nebula he is in has expanded three times more than before!
If the previous "three-legged tripod" was just Zhou Ke's self-flattering statement, then although the size of the Jingmei Nebula is still much smaller than the two in front of us, it is not impossible to fight.

Just like Guo Xiaosi standing next to Tyson, he would probably still be killed by a punch, but at least he was someone who could sign a suicide note and go to the boxing ring.

"Delicious!"

Zhou Ke patted the quiet and beautiful nebula, letting the dim starlight wrap around his five fingers, and whispered:
"I risked my life to provoke these two bastards into a fight to the death. Opportunities to make a fortune from war are rare nowadays. You must complete your transformation before I die of starvation.

Although I cannot guess what opportunities your transformation will bring me, I hope it is a good change, otherwise I will really die without a burial place."

I don’t know if Jingmei Xingyun understood what Zhou Ke said, but she got the message across.

Then he opened his eyes, leaned his body in front of the warm bonfire, and leaned on D-4's fragrant and soft thighs in a standard knee-pillow posture.

He held the seventeenth permanent mask in his hand and said:
"Remind me what powers I've been given these days?"

"Exploding flames and biological ignition, stone shaping and earthquake, mental illusion implantation, shadow manipulation and transfer, light absorption and conversion of energy."

D-4 stroked Zhou Ke's hair and whispered:
"Each mask is permanent, which means that you have almost become a mobile destruction machine. Although you have no time to practice these skills, at least you have almost unlimited possibilities in combat. After killing all the monster lords that can produce permanent masks on this continent according to the plan, you will gain an astonishing twenty-three kinds of power.

According to Ms. Evil Eagle's theory, these abilities can be superimposed on each other to form new manifestations.

But the fact that you have absorbed so many permanent masks in such a short period of time also means that the chaotic tendencies in your body will be pulled to the point of near ‘depravity’.”

"Then it will be time for the End to strike back. He has been waiting for that opportunity. He is not powerless to fight back. The closer Chaos is to a great victory, the faster and more numerous its 'reinforcements' will be."

Zhou Ke smiled, stretched out his hand and put the deep snake-shaped mask on his face, as if he was putting on a new mask on his head that was already wearing many layers of masks. He felt like a "face-changing master" who was ready to go on stage.

But in fact that is just an illusion.

These power masks have no substance. Theoretically, Zhou Ke would not feel any real pressure even if he wore a hundred of them. However, he would feel that the snake-shaped masks were melting into his face little by little like melting ice water, which made Zhou Ke feel the sadness of a literary youth. He felt that he was getting further and further away from the sunny and cute boy he once was.

However, he also knew that he had never been a "sunny, cute, big boy" in the true sense.

"cough cough"

As he coughed, Zhou Ke reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Wearing the seventeenth permanent mask made him feel more and more that he had reached the "bottleneck".

His current life stage no longer allows him to contain more abilities within his body.

"Nano-healing swarm activated, Joker."

Wu Neng, who had been monitoring Zhou Ke's physical condition, whispered:

"But the expansion effect they bring to you each time you strengthen your body is entering a clear 'marginal diminishing trend'. After two or three times at most, your body strengthening will reach its limit. By then, you will have reached the critical point of 'transformation' both physically and mentally. At that time, you will have to make a choice."

"Chaos or the End"

Zhou Ke whispered:
"There is no third power in this world that I can choose from. It's like an old dog looking for a thigh. No matter how hard it tries, it's hard to hold on to the leg it desires, right?" "This machine has heard your dissatisfaction. Although the facts are cruel, this is the situation."

Wuneng sighed, but after nearly ten seconds of silence, he spoke:

"But there is a third possibility. This machine has been collecting information about your physical and mental changes recently. When I heard you say that the third symbol in your mind is rapidly expanding by consuming the residue of Chaos and the End, I had a very bold idea."

"Not just you, Master Wu Neng."

D-4 said:
“Actually, I also have a bold idea.”

"Well, that's a coincidence, you two. To be honest, I have a bold idea right now."

Zhou Ke closed his eyes, snorted, and said with a pout:
"Don't hide it, Wuneng. I need you to save my life at this critical moment. Tell me."

"Chaos is definitely not a good thing, but the End is also a villain who is not trustworthy! If there is a choice, I would rather you choose neither, so."

Wu Neng's electronic eyes shone with a rather strange light, and he lowered his voice and said:
"It's better to rely on yourself than on others, Joker. Don't forget that you are also a person. Instead of choosing one of the two bastards, why don't you try to become the third one? We are not the kind of poor people who have to be dogs for others to survive. We two brothers worked hard to come to this cesspool, and we are definitely not to kneel down and beg for our lives for some bastard.

Do it!

Try to be the boss yourself! Even if it's just a 'small boss', the worst chicken head is better than the ox tail! At least we don't have to look at other people's faces in the future. "

"The third symbol in your mind can stand up to the Black Sun and the Pale Light Corona."

D-4 whispered:
"Then choose it! Choose yourself. I don't think you will be worse than the other two options."

"Well, it's really hard for you. You still have so much confidence in me at this time."

Zhou Ke curled his lips, then he fell silent. After smoking a cigarette, he asked:
"Has your super brain calculated the success rate of this possibility? Wu Neng."

"Of course, this machine has done its best to save your life, but unfortunately, no matter how many constraints it adds, the success rate of this job has never exceeded 9%."

Wu Neng sighed and said:
"So, in order to prevent you from despairing, this machine decided to adopt a rather classic concept to confuse you. Come on, cheer me up! There are only two choices for one thing: do it or not do it, and there are only two results for one thing: failure or success!

So if you ask the machine about the probability, the machine will answer you. If you make up your mind, then it is 0-. If you cannot make up your mind, then it is !"

"Okay, okay, you're taking me for an idiot, right? You just wait for me, when I become awesome, I'll be the first one to send you, an idiot, to the dismantling yard."

Zhou Ke cursed viciously, then he snorted, pointed his middle finger at the weird purple moon in the sky, and scolded:
"What the hell are you laughing at? I'm giving you face, right? Damn it, let's do it! When I become a master, I will kill you, stupid moon, first."

As soon as he finished speaking, a red meteor suddenly appeared in the night sky.

It dragged a long tail of flame, leaving a blood-red scratch in the night as Zhou Ke and the other two watched. It flashed in the air like a response of some kind.

"What is that?"

Zhou Ke asked.

Wu Neng did not answer but focused on analyzing the astronomical phenomenon that object represented, but D-4 said softly:

"Perhaps it is the 'Star of Disaster'? According to the records in the Acholi Consortium database, before the first two reproductive moons, astronomers from all over the world observed the same astronomical phenomenon.

Now it has reappeared.

Considering our current situation and background, it is not difficult to judge that the third reproductive moon, or the annihilation disaster, may have already begun. In fact, if you look closely at the fetal movement moon above our heads, you will find that pink spots of light have appeared in its core area. "

"Tsk, it has nothing to do with us for now. Let the Badlands people handle it. We still have a lot of things to do."

Zhou Ke waved his hands and said:

"We're going to hunt down two more monster lords tomorrow. Those two masks will be the final limit of my enhancement this time. We have to save three masks for my shadow warriors to use to activate my damn 'ultimate move' that almost uses money to hit people.

D-4, are there any good options among the remaining six monster lords?"

"According to the information provided by the free AIs, there is a 'illusion demon' lord suspected to exist on an island not far from us. It has the illusion ability of 'Water Moon Mirror Flower' that you like very much. In addition, I remember that you were quite envious of Ms. Evil Eagle's 'telekinesis' for a while. Although it turns out that she is not telekinetic, your wish can be realized tomorrow."

“Well, that’s great!”

Zhou Ke curled his lips and said:
"Just like choosing gifts before the Spring Festival, a greedy child always gets what he wants."

"Joker, the border guards of the Badlands Reservation closest to us have sent a request for assistance. They have encountered a large-scale opening of the Spirit Realm Rift. Do you want to..."

"I'm sleepy. Let them fend for themselves."

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"What do you mean 'no support'?"

In the Third Frontier Defense Corps' garrison, the general who had previously served as the commander during the attack on Rust Castle grabbed the communicator and yelled:

"At least nine spirit world rifts have opened near my troops, the psychic jammers on the border have clearly failed, and a large number of monsters are attacking our positions! You're telling me now that there's no support?
If that idiot little Acholi could use one-third of the missiles in the city-state area to raze Rust Fort to the ground, then he should understand that this is the time when we need support the most.

damn it!
I need that firepower, otherwise once the defense line is breached, the entire Badlands Reservation will be screwed!"

"Please calm down, General."

The voice of that big idiot Mulan came from the intercom. It was very serious because it was wartime. He said:

"It's not that we don't want to support. At the same time as you were attacked, a large number of monsters also poured out of the No. 12 Time Maze near the central city. I am on the battlefield now. The firepower support from the city-state area must be applied here, and we must also reserve firepower for the possible monster tides that may appear later.

But this doesn't mean you won't get any support at all!
Hold on for another twenty minutes. The surface governor has sent a request for support to the Garden of Eden. There will be a response soon, and the war weapons of the old civilization will be airdropped directly to your position."

"You're just fooling the devil."

The old general cursed:

"We have almost revealed our cards to Eden in Rust Castle. Is Han Bin crazy to help the enemy at this time? Fuck you."

"General, the communications department has received a reply order from Eden Garden!"

Just as the old general was spitting out curse words because of the attack, his adjutant pushed the door open and reported:
“The other party asked us to provide ground coordinates immediately and open the security protocol. They also asked us to provide ground guidance to prepare to receive a batch of war weapons from the old civilization.

Those weapons will be airdropped directly to the ground from orbit around the planet.

The good news is that if everything goes well, we only need a dozen minutes to get the support weapons! The bad news is that we have to survive the next ten minutes on our own, which is really difficult to do given the current situation. "

"You actually gave it to me?"

The old general was stunned. He looked at the communicator in his hand that had been disconnected, and then threw it hard on the base. He lit a rough cigar for himself and whispered:

“I think Han Bin is crazy, I think Acholi is crazy too, two clearly hostile parties would actually provide support to each other after this, but what the hell.

The world has gone fucking crazy, why should we be so clear-headed?
you!
Send a message to the commanders. I explicitly ask them to use whatever firepower they have, even all the reserves, as long as they hold out until the weapons land.
If it is really the stuff from the old civilization, it would be enough to kill these clowns in front of us!

The fucking month of reproduction hasn't even begun yet, and the surface of the earth is still my territory. Although what I'm protecting behind me is an absolute doomsday cesspool, if you want to destroy our cesspool, just step over our corpses!
We have nothing to lose anyway."

(End of this chapter)