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　After a while, some scattered lights finally came on again, probably because someone had activated the emergency generator or lit candles. But compared to the previous scene of the city that never sleeps, which was like a starry sky reflecting the stars, it was obviously completely incomparable.

　The whole of Manhattan is out of power?

　Was there an accident, or had someone sabotaged the substation?

　The Governor looked down at the city, which had suddenly become dark, from the rooftop, and fell into confusion and contemplation.

　But before he could figure out what to do next, he heard a series of explosions coming from closer.

　boom! boom! boom!

　Oh, it turned out to be a series of attacks! This is so scary!

　The governor quickly pulled a telescope from his briefcase and, using the dim moonlight and the lamplight, peered in the direction of the explosion. He was stunned to see a series of explosions rising from the ground, gushing high into the air! Countless dense fragments shot up from the ground, scattering and hitting the surrounding buildings, making a crackling sound and provoking hysterical screams!

　Oh my god, what the hell is going on? The explosion was incredibly powerful! But why didn't I see any buildings collapse?

　Although a lot of glass was broken, the damage to the building was not too great.

　I really don't know how many people will die this time...

　——Because the Governor was standing too high up, he couldn't smell the peculiar smell in the streets, so he couldn't make an accurate judgment immediately.

　In fact, although Manhattan was in chaos due to the series of explosions, there were almost no casualties at this time!

　Although some people may feel that life is worse than death at this moment.

　Because the explosion came from the sewer...

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　Like the chaotic subway lines in New York, New York's underground sewers are also very old-fashioned mixed sewers. Domestic sewage, industrial wastewater and rainwater are all collected in the same drainage channel, and then transported together to the city's sewage treatment plant, and then discharged into rivers and the sea.

　Due to its long history of construction, old pipes, and the fact that it has not been dredged for a long time, New York's sewers are not very smooth. Whenever heavy rain or hurricanes hit, most of New York will become a swamp. It can be seen that this city's conscience is not very good.

　Then, everyone knows what is most abundant in the city's sewers...

　In recent days, a group of imaginative Xirik believers disguised themselves as sanitation workers and built temporary dams under hundreds of manholes on the streets of Manhattan using cement and other materials, similar to the small dams built by beavers.

　In this way, when the sewage flows through, the semi-solid matter in it will accumulate behind the small dam. If time passes, these accumulated feces and dirt will eventually clog the sewer. But in just a few days, there will be no abnormalities, so no one will notice it.

　And behind every dam, there is a time bomb installed!

　So, when the set time comes, the bomb explodes, and the feces that have been accumulated for a long time immediately break through the manhole cover and rush straight into the sky in joy!

　Of course, while this "excrement fountain" might be spectacular, its lethality is actually quite limited. After all, feces can't kill people; they simply shoot up into the sky and fall like a torrential rain. Even those standing nearby would only get drenched in excrement.

　However, although the lethality of this explosion is very weak, it is extremely insulting.

　Those who were lighting candles in the skyscrapers without power immediately saw their windows and glass curtain walls being hit by those black, yellow, and brown unidentified objects, making crackling noises! They were terrified!

　What’s even more terrifying is that because it was a scorching summer day, many people had their windows open, and as a result, they were instantly hit head-on by a pile of “flying shit”!

　Then, even if you don’t get pooped on your head right away, can you still stay there while watching poop splattered all over the house?

　Of course, opening the window is dangerous, but even closing the window may not necessarily be safe.

　Because methane seemed to have accumulated in the sewers in certain areas, the explosion was quite powerful, and the kinetic energy of the flying feces was enough to shatter the glass windows!

　Suddenly, sharp glass fragments and foul-smelling feces and urine flew everywhere in the dark building after the power outage, causing people to scream in panic and vomit repeatedly while holding their noses. In fact, few people were actually knocked over by the flying feces. But the unlucky people who broke their legs or twisted their ankles while fleeing in the dark,

　But there are so many of them that they fill up the pits and valleys.

　As for the poor drivers who were stuck in the street with a truckload of yellow-brown feces, they were even more devastated.

　——If there are a few passengers in the car who are vomiting violently, this feeling of collapse will probably be multiplied several times.

　After the whole of Manhattan was shrouded in the terror brought by feces, it was still a long time before Governor Nelson Rockefeller, who had run down 69 flights of stairs in the dark with a flashlight, finally arrived at the lobby on the ground floor of the General Electric Building, panting and sweating.

　Then, smelling the stench that hit him, and looking at the men and women inside and outside the building, their clothes more or less stained with excrement, constantly bending over and vomiting, the governor was stunned into silence for a moment. After a while, he finally squeezed out a groan through his teeth.

　"Oh my God? Where did this naughty little bastard come from? He's actually blowing shit up in New York?!"

　But what he didn't know was that for the people of New York, this was just the beginning of a crazy night...

　Author's words: PS: Tulsi, the new US government's director of intelligence, was just included in the "domestic terrorist suspect list" this summer because of her criticism of Harris. She was repeatedly searched on the plane, which made her so angry that she switched to the Republican Party.

　Currently, her terrorism charges have not been dropped, and Trump has not yet been sentenced in his case in New York.

　Now, the president, Trump, who is a serious criminal, is paired with the director of terrorist intelligence and the layoff expert Musk.

　An 80-year-old president and a cabinet of 80s...

　Chapter 496: Poisoned in the Shit! The Whole City is in High Tide! (More Updates, Please Vote)

　On a midsummer night, the streets of Manhattan, New York, were plunged into darkness due to a major power outage, and the stench of a sewer "burst" filled the air.

　There were at least hundreds of tons of feces, which erupted like a volcano that night. The power of the explosion rushed high into the sky of Manhattan Island, and then fell down like flowers scattered by fairies, scattering in dozens of blocks from Broadway to Rockefeller Center.

　Strictly speaking, the amount of feces flowing directly into sewers isn't that much. The problem is, many septic tanks under large buildings are typically only cleaned once a year or so. Furthermore, septic tanks are typically divided into three tanks, and routine cleaning only requires the final sedimentation tank.

　In other words, even if the septic tank has just been cleaned by sanitation workers, only one trough has been cleaned, and there is still feces in the first two troughs.

　So, on this crazy and mind-breaking night, the Xirik believers also put bombs in these septic tanks. As a result, when they were exploded, all the internal stocks burst out from the ground. The scene was much more spectacular than if firecrackers were thrown into a rural toilet!

　——If the exploding shit fountains gushing out of the sewers can only fly up to a height of more than ten meters, then the gushing out of the giant septic tank is more powerful, and can even make the flying feces rain rush to a height of hundreds of meters in one breath, covering the sky above the entire block.

　This dark-colored spectacle truly broke the limits of mortal imagination and brought a new and extraordinary experience to New Yorkers.

　Countless excrement soared up in its most primitive state, leaving its dark and humid home and returning to the human world with a heroic attitude! Accompanied by the roar of the explosion, it gradually broke into clumps in the air. After reaching the highest point, it plummeted down with infinite power.

　Anyone unfortunate enough to be outdoors during this time, whether walking on the streets or squatting in the alleys, was practically hit by the dense, sticky, and foul-smelling substance. These poor people couldn't dodge or shake it off, and some even got splashed directly into their mouths and noses, causing them to kneel down and vomit uncontrollably.

　Even if they tried their best to run away, they could not avoid it completely. Some people were even knocked to the ground by a large lump of debris.

　When the explosion was over, the streets of Manhattan were littered with victims of this record-breaking shit bombing operation. Their bodies were covered in yellow-brown shit and urine, and their heads, necks, and backs were all covered with them. They were lying on the street like zombies, emitting an indescribable smell, with dazed and numb expressions.

　There are also countless unlucky drivers who are so unbearable that they want to cry when they see their car windows and windshields covered with feces.

　There were even some mentally fragile old ladies and middle-aged housewives who were suffocated by the stench and fainted in the yellow sticky substance all over the ground.

　How should I put it? Although the actual physical harm caused by this is not great, it is enough to cause a person to have a mental breakdown, and even to the point of shame and suicidal thoughts!

　However, human joys and sorrows are not shared; when one person is in trouble, another is laughing.

　The Manhattan residents were devastated, but at the same time, reporters were overjoyed.

　Almost immediately after the explosion, reporters realized that this "largest excrement explosion in history" would become a hot news topic. Their job was to quickly create a magical feast made of excrement to satisfy the curiosity of readers and viewers.

　——Despite the city-wide power outage, darkness, and traffic jams, journalists from major New York newspapers and TV stations rushed to the explosion scene as soon as possible, carrying cameras and frantically capturing the pedestrians "covered in feces" and the buildings "painted with feces."

　The fate of a Chanel high-end fashion store on Fifth Avenue was particularly tragic. Because the window was right outside the sewer manhole, the window was first smashed by the flying manhole cover when the explosion occurred, and then the thick feces

　The urine fountain poured directly into the store... In an instant, the ceiling, walls, floor and furniture of the Chanel fashion store were all covered with yellow sticky substances, and the clothes and staff in the store were also washed by the fecal water.

　Even more terrifying was the fact that Manhattan had not only lost power but also running water. Even if the female shop assistants wanted to clean, they couldn't. There was no clean water to rinse the feces and urine off their clothes, so they could only wipe them with a rag or take them off.

　Obviously, the store's horrible environment was unbearable to stay in. So the female employees who hadn't been fumed out all left and stood guard at the door. Although the street was also hot and smelly, it was at least slightly better than the nose- and lung-damaging odor inside the store.

　Even though these female shop assistants were filled with an indescribable strong odor, there were still dedicated reporters who didn't mind the filth and stench at all. They approached without even wearing a gas mask, took out their microphones and pointed them at the poor female shop assistants covered in the stench of feces, trying to conduct on-site interviews.

　"Miss, could you answer a few questions? What did you see when the explosion occurred? Why do you think the sewer exploded?"

　However, these female shop assistants either vomited continuously, were stunned, or talked nonsense, cried and laughed, and none of them could communicate properly.

　The helpless reporter had to take the microphone and report live, "Good evening, listeners. This is Fifth Avenue. The sewer explosion occurred tonight. The whole of Manhattan is covered in the stench of excrement. The horrible smell of a cesspool is everywhere.

　It's been a terrible night and my sympathy goes out to the people who live and work here.

　This... Chanel boutique behind me is... the victim of an unexpected disaster... hehehe..."

　The reporter, who was broadcasting live, suddenly bared his teeth, doubled over slightly, and let out a laugh that sounded like an idiot. But then he regained his composure and said in a hurried and panicked voice, "Oh my God! This isn't just ordinary shit, it's poisoned shit! Someone put anesthetic in it! It's driving everyone on the street crazy! Why would someone do such a thing? Hehehehe... hehehehe..."

　After waking up for a few seconds, he started laughing foolishly again, as innocent as a child...

　At the same time, those who collapsed in the corners or on the roadside began to twitch and go crazy.

　Previously, the Dark Sun priests and followers who believed in the Prince of Lies, Cyric, had obtained a potion from Firi that was actually a concentrated hallucinogenic poison gas. So, during the "Manhattan Explosion," they conveniently tossed the potion bottle into the sewer along with the bomb.

　When this magical poisonous gas rushed out of the ground along with the feces and urine, the pungent stench just masked its odor, and the color of the feces and urine also masked the color of the poisonous gas. As a result, when someone finally realized something was wrong, the people present had already been high and started to go crazy...

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　"Oh my God, who is the wicked one who did this? Blowing up shit is one thing, but they actually poisoned it!"

　In New York, over Times Square, a Huey helicopter belonging to the Terrorist Squad was hovering, sweeping the sky below with its searchlight.

　The driver and the machine gunner in the passenger seat sighed as they looked down at the chaotic street scene in the darkness below.

　In New York, Times Square, which has appeared in countless movies, TV shows, and guidebooks and has become one of Manhattan's iconic landmarks, is actually just the intersection of Broadway and several other streets. It's more of an intersection than a square.

　In fact, the original name of this place was not "Times Square" but "Times Square" because The New York Times Group built its headquarters here in 1904, hence the name.

　In the years that followed, although the New York Times headquarters changed its address several times, it never left the vicinity of Times Square.

　Generally speaking, as a transportation hub, Times Square, while not a true square, has always been bustling and chaotic, with a particularly large flow of people. The surrounding buildings are covered in neon lights and billboards, flashing constantly day and night, becoming a symbol of New York's streetscape.

　As a result, when the terrible events of the blackout and sewer explosion occurred in the densely populated Times Square in New York, tens of thousands of people were unfortunately affected. They were either "drenched in shit", inhaled enough stench, or fainted on the spot.

　Then, after a while, when the magical poison gas that was sprayed out from the sewer along with the feces and urine was fully absorbed and took effect, New York's Times Square turned into another dimension of Philadelphia's Kensington Street where drug addicts in the 21st century gathered, or the filming site of a large-scale live-action zombie movie!

　At this moment, below the helicopter, Times Square was like a carnival, with all kinds of people rushing into the streets and performing performance art.

　Some people were shooting into the air crazily, some were singing loudly in public while playing the guitar, some were taking off their clothes and running wildly with their naked buttocks, and some were peeing in the middle of the road while laughing; some people pushed a girl down on the street, took off their pants and spread their buttocks to start performing male and female action art; some people were laughing wildly and waving baseball bats or water pipes, smashing street signs and shop windows, and holding large and small bags of goods and hanging them around their necks.

　There are people

　The fight on top of the car was not only about punching but also biting each other, making the sound of horns pierce the air.

　There was even a man who rode a flaming motorcycle recklessly down the sidewalk until he and his motorcycle crashed into a store, exploding into a bright fireball!

　In short, looking at the chaotic scene below and the flames bursting out everywhere, the pilot on the helicopter was instantly dumbfounded and had no idea what was going on... He finally heard the warning sent by the police station over the radio and realized that someone had poisoned the shit!

　Ugh! Poison in the shit! How disgusting! How shameless!

　It's so evil! So evil that it makes me want to vomit just thinking about it!

　What kind of despicable person can come up with such a disgusting and dirty trick?

　"

　This is UH1-301, I'm over Times Square, and people here are going crazy! Massive violence is breaking out in nearby streets! There's arson! The situation is extremely chaotic, and many important locations have been attacked! We need reinforcements! I repeat, we need reinforcements!

　After a moment's pause, the pilot of the UH1-301 helicopter radioed for help from the Terrorist Squad base in Brooklyn.

　"UH1-301, maintaining public order is the duty of the police, and extinguishing fires is the job of the fire department. We can only be dispatched in times of emergency!"

　"It's an emergency! Half of Manhattan is covered in poison gas! Many unsuspecting police officers have also been high and are going crazy! I saw with my own eyes a female police officer being pinned to the hood of a police car by her male colleagues, and they took turns fucking her. It was a one-on-two situation, one in front and one in the back!

　According to the radio we intercepted, the sewers at the Manhattan Police Department have also burst, and the prisoners in the detention center are high on drugs and rioting. The fire department is blocked several blocks away and can't get through. Someone is shooting at the fire truck... We urgently need reinforcements here! Please put on your gas masks!"

　"Please continue to monitor. The Honey Badger Squad has assembled and is coordinating with the transport helicopter."

　"Announcement: UH1-302 is ready, Honey Badger Squad, please proceed to the 5th landing pad for departure! Boom!!!"

　"Emergency Notice! Emergency Notice! UH1-302 was blown up on the 5th apron! The base is under attack! It's under attack!"

　Chapter 497: The Red Flag on the Top of the Empire State Building

　In the early morning of August 1, 1970, the Terrorist Squad's base in Brooklyn, New York

　This was the most powerful armed force currently stationed in New York City, but now it has disappeared.

　Jim Jones, the leader of the People's Temple, a master of Tantric Buddhism who possessed extraordinary powers and was immune to all diseases, and a former senior member of the Communist Party of the United States in Indiana, walked shirtless with an 80% new AK-47 on his shoulder, frowning as he walked among the ruins covered with scorched earth and broken walls.

　The revolutionary fighters cheering, singing, and dancing around him didn't seem to satisfy Leader Jones, or rather, the newly appointed Secretary Jones. This was a fortuitous victory, and it didn't prove the bravery and strength of the revolutionary forces.

　According to the plan he and several foreign volunteer comrades made before the war, if he wanted to seize the Brooklyn Terrorist Mobile Squad headquarters with his purely rabble-rousing armed pickets, even if he used a surprise attack, it would take at least half a day and result in one or two thousand casualties.

　After deducting the cost of attacking various police stations, the People's Temple would lose nearly half of its strength just to open the road to Manhattan.

　But in reality, the rebels suffered minimal losses in capturing the base, and the battle was over in just an hour.

　Because, long before the insurgents led by Jones began their action, a group of crazy "allies" had already broken into the Terrorist Squad base in northern Brooklyn, firing rockets, releasing poison gas, setting fires, and instigating the Terrorist Squad soldiers to kill each other.

　How to instigate? Command, trance, hypnosis, panic... there is always a spell that suits you!

　If all else fails, the Dark Sun priests can capture cannon fodder on the spot, mind-control a bunch of ordinary people, and rush into the fortifications with just some weapons.

　With deliberate planning, the hapless defenders in the base, who had no extraordinary resistance, naturally collapsed soon.

　By the time Jones led the rebels in, waving red flags, the Dark Sun lunatics had already finished their work and left. The entire Terrorist Squad base was already engulfed in flames and littered with corpses. The revolutionary fighters only had to clear out the few terrified remnants among the charred ruins to eliminate the largest reactionary armed stronghold in Brooklyn. All that remained was to clean up the battlefield and collect the spoils.

　——Unfortunately, the Dark Sun Cult seemed to have gone a little too far. The entire terrorist mobile team base was burned by bombs and fires, leaving almost no intact buildings. The helicopters and armored vehicles in the base were all burned into scrap metal, and the ammunition depot was blown to the sky. The revolutionary fighters rummaged through the ruins for a long time, but only found some light weapons and a very small amount of ammunition from the corpses. They couldn't even find a military vehicle that could still be driven.

　Such an easy victory certainly boosted the morale of the rebels, but it also made Secretary Jones worry about these allies with ulterior motives.

　"Dark Sun Cult? Illusion Temple? Spiritual Society? Are they devout religious believers or crazy anarchists?