Walking in the transparent passage full of distorted light, Yang Tianyi found that he had not calmed down to think about the nature of these so-called "time and space storms" for a long time.
When he first established the Star Group, he would often take the time to move a small stool and sit in the high-dimensional channel for a while. He would look at the twisted light that the system said could kill him in an instant and fall into deep thought, thinking about his own journey. The nature of the Authority and the source of the space-time storm.
But as the group's power grew, the heavy workload forced him to gradually bury this habit in his memory.
"System, if you want to know information about the destruction of the world, what kind of permissions do you need?"
As Yang Tianyi's hand touched the door panel of the portal, he knew that when he opened the door again, he would come to a new world, a world formed by the fusion of fragments produced after the destruction of multiple worlds.
"When you personally witness the destruction of a world, you gain access to it."
"It's really a strange request." Yang Tianyi was a little dissatisfied with this strange prerequisite - if his main world was destroyed, what would be the use of these permissions?
"Forget it, it's time to see the world behind the door!"
Yang Tianyi's mind moved slightly, and the sliding door opened. He stepped into the deep blue vortex, and his figure appeared in another world.
Just like in the Elysium world, when he walked out of the dark alley wall, he was stunned by the afros, colorful and full clothes and the dynamic music of the era on the radio.
"Hey man, can I ask you a question?"
Without hesitation, he patted a passerby on the shoulder who was about the same age as himself. Yang Tianyi took out a small notebook and pen from his pocket and said, "I'm sorry to bother you. I'm a community investigator. I want to Do you have the time to collect residents’ satisfaction scores in nearby communities?”
"Oh, there are some. By the way, brother, where are you from? Could it be Vietnam?"
Yang Tianyi shook his head immediately when he heard the name "Vietnam", but because he still didn't know which movie or game this world was, he replied: "No, my friend, I come from that mysterious and distant country." East."
"Oh oh oh, I understand, kung fu!"
The young man with an afro permed excitedly made a funny pose when he heard this. He didn't seem to be interested in the young man with black hair and black eyes in front of him, so he had to stand still and said that he was ready to answer the "community investigator" Problem.
"Very well, let's start with the first question. What do you think of the current world situation?"
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Not long after Yang Tianyi arrived, in the embassy of a small country far away across the ocean, a tall young man with blond hair and blue eyes wearing a black military uniform walked out of the embassy's cleaning supplies storage room. After looking around at the situation in the corridor, Before he could make further judgment, a burst of rapid gunshots came from the end of the corridor.
"Don't let those Americans escape, chase them quickly!"
The vodka-flavored Russian language made the young man's eyes suddenly become fierce, but he quickly returned to normal - he was alone now, so it was best not to be too high-profile.
Hearing the footsteps of someone running towards here, the young man dodged back to the storage room and picked up an automatic rifle that he had previously placed on the shelf. The overall appearance of the rifle and the wooden stock made it look like a G3 rifle. The automatic rifle looks more dated than the radio at Yang Tianyi's place.
The young man was seen hiding behind the door of the storage room, listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, with a very relaxed expression. On his face, you can't see the tension that he may be discovered by terrorists at any time.
"Squeak~"
A middle-aged man in a janitor's uniform slowly opened the door of the storage room, trying his best to suppress his rapid breathing caused by running fast.
When he saw the blond young man standing behind the door and the rifle in his hand, he immediately panicked and wanted to escape again, but was grabbed by the strong young man and his mouth was tightly covered by the young man's gloved hand. , unable to make a sound.
Gu "Don't be afraid, I'm here to rescue you."
"German! Are you a rescue team sent by West Germany?"
Hearing the pure and fluent German spoken by the young man, the cleaner's body visibly relaxed - as a staff member of the Dutch Embassy, German is also one of his compulsory languages. In addition, his wife is from West Germany, so although he cannot speak German, he can understand it.
"Sid?"
The young man was slightly startled, but he quickly realized that now was not the time to dwell on this. So he nodded, released his hand covering the cleaner, and said: "Yes, I am the rescue team of West Germany. My teammates are waiting for the opportunity outside, but I need to know what is happening here, you can tell me ?"
The blond young man's handsome and sunny appearance and gentle tone made the cleaner's breathing gradually calm down. Although he was a little confused about the attire of the "rescue workers" in front of him, as long as he was not with the terrorists, he could just hug his thighs and be done with it!
"Sir, that's it."
"There was a group of Russian-speaking terrorists who wanted to hijack the embassy. Although I am not sure, it is most likely the Russians. All the guards in the embassy were killed by them, except for some staff and unarmed people. Civilians are tourists who come to the embassy to seek help.”
"The gate has been spotted by several Russians with guns. Those who tried to escape through the gate were either caught or killed directly."
Speaking of this, the cleaner paused, obviously remembering the chaotic scene at that time, and his body trembled slightly unconsciously.
The young man patted the cleaner on the shoulder and consoled him: "But you are safe now. My name is Reinhard. What about you?"
"Finney, sir."
"Okay, tell me, Finney, does the embassy have any other exits besides the main door?"
"Yes, there is a staff passage downstairs that only the staff knows about. Due to aesthetic reasons, the door is embedded in the wall. You can't see it at all if you don't look carefully."
"Take me there and I'll protect you from here first."
Reinhard helped Finney, who was about to collapse, to stand up from the ground. Seeing that he was still a little scared to go out, he took off his military uniform jacket and put a heavy nylon body armor on Finney, finally letting the honest man The cleaner mustered up some courage and nodded to show that he was ready.
Reinhard put on his coat again and slowly opened the door of the storage room. After confirming that there were no Russians in the corridor, he took Finney and ran all the way. Finally, he arrived at the employee passage on the first floor without any danger.
Just when the two of them were secretly rejoicing that they were finally leaving this hellish place, the urging Russian voice sounded again.
"Alexei, did Comrade Arash tell you why we abducted these Americans? Don't get me wrong, I don't object to the tasks assigned to us by the organization, but I still want to know what our sacrifices can bring to the motherland. What's coming?"
Two Russians holding modified AKs were chatting and patrolling the empty corridor. The thick body armor they wore was clearly not comparable to Reinhard's nylon body armor - it was made of aramid fabric lining and titanium. The Russian-made body armor with alloy inserts is strong enough to withstand full-caliber automatic rifle fire.
Although this design with almost no cushioning will cause the person wearing the bulletproof vest to be shaken to pieces by the impact of the bullet, with broken bones and tendons, it is still better than having blood holes all over his body.
"Comrade Arash and Comrade Perseus naturally have their own plans. Compared with these, Vadim, let's think about how to deal with those capitalist lackeys for a while!"
As the heavy footsteps of the two people drifted away in the corridor, Finney looked at Reinhard excitedly and found that the other man was squatting on the spot with a serious face, his eyes closed as if thinking about something.
"Mr. Reinhard, let's get out of here first?"
Reinhard was instantly alerted after being patted by Finney. Looking at the worried look on the cleaner's face, he blinked and nodded.
