the jingle of a man in a protective suit, his breathing labored through the thick layer of clothing. In his hand was a huge box and just looking at it, he didn't want to touch it. It is emitting a sound of metal colliding with each other. On it was a radioactive symbol. He had stepped in front of a wing of thick, heavy metal.
<System>: Please confirm personnel identity! The door guard let out a voice.
He frantically put down the box in front of him and pulled out a card from the pocket in front of his chest.
<System>: Identity Confirmation Successful- Hello Project owner, Dr. Albert.
The sound of the gear system's wings slowly turning created a vibration that even people ten meters away could still feel. The door that had opened he slowly entered the small room covered with a barium silver alloy metal. In the middle of the room was a room made of bulletproof glass, in which there was a metal box that was connected to three high-voltage power lines with a symbol of 10,000 kilovolts. On the other side there is a pipe that supplies some kind of liquid with good heat and population.
Albert: What should I do?
A Loudspeaker: Let's put the Plutonium filaments in there, just like when we ran the experiment.
He opened the box and there was a pile of metal threads 10 millimeters in radius that must have been half a meter long. Slowly drop it into the liquid. He slowly closes the box carefully. As soon as he put it on, he immediately ran out of that glass room, as soon as his feet stepped out, a glass plate grazed, water was pumped in, making the room filled with water.
Albert: I'm done, open the door I need go out.
The Loudspeaker: Sorry Dr. Albert, the radiation is up to 4000 millisieverts so I can't risk the lives of others.
Albert: Are you kidding me? I've dedicated my career to this place and that's how you treat me!
Speaker: Sorry Dr. Albert
From that box came a white light that was tinged with blue, and the box was shaking as if it were trembling.
Albert: Could it be that Hydrogen Trioxide can't block the ion radiation from there?
Speaker: How is that problem handled, Dr.?
Albert: No.. If I tell you, you won't let me go, I'll die anyway, I have to give my life and you will too!
Just because of a grudge, he wore that box. Everyone in the control room was panicking. There are thousands of nuclear-powered cargo ships out there that are enough to cause a level 5 radioactive disaster, but there are radioactive substances and a few nuclear devices on them. .
Speaker: We're so sorry! Please help us this affects the whole world sir !
Albert: No you're going to kill me, is there anything that keeps you from doing it? I'm going to die anyway, so it doesn't matter. Or bring this world back to the pre-World War Angel!
Speaker: We just want-
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At the beginning of the earth, there were 2 big bangs of its own, The First Explosion was when the earth was formed creating a great masterpiece of nature it created itself out it.
The second explosion, there was a meteorite that fell to the earth, destroying 90% of all species on earth at that time but helping the earth to be reborn.
But now the third explosion, the final explosion of "this world". The explosion was created by the hands of the most bizarre creature that nature has created. We have destroyed ourselves. The explosion gave the earth a densely radioactive atmosphere, the dust from that giant explosion covered the earth a winter that has now lasted up to 14 years.
Over three decades, 4.5 billion deaths killed over 80% of the world's population at that time. Every day, thousands of people die from radiation, mutant animals or even the hands of humanity. It is we who create what we fear most Last Days Of Humanity
In the ruins of a certain city, there lived a human, a man with a robe made of worn cloth. Also true, it's too difficult to mass produce fabric. ?: Ah, here it is! A little bit of machinery can be used. Half a motorbike? Looks like it's been heavily rusted. If you want to use it, then there is only the engine. As for this metal shell, it must be forged as a tool. I need to keep digging, if I can't find anything I'll just starve. I wish I had an excavator, but it's just a dream. That's only enough for slave owners. For someone like me, it's equal to being able to look at the sun again. Oh, it reminds me of that day. If I lie down like this, I probably won't have anything to eat today. All because of that damn explosion, without it I would be a completely different person now. It reminds me of my parents' deaths, for a moment a beam of light passed through the shattered glass they had covered for me. But at least I'm still luckier than most people, not everyone
He walked along the rows of rows. Here, half like a support area and like a residential area, the stalls span the entire 10-hectare site. In the middle is a neighborhood for people to live in. The roof in some places has been replaced with glass. Since this place is quite safe compared to just wandering outside, it's crowded with almost overpopulated people. But that's not a big deal as the number of people born is getting smaller and smaller. And the death toll is increasing. Small gardens on the roof give the place an old look. Everyone wears an old mantle, expressionless masks. He just walked quietly through the crowded crowd. On the outer edge near the wall of the market, there was a fairly new camp. Seimei entered gently, rolling his eyes as if out of habit. "What do you want?"-A tall guy with blond hair said as he slowly walked out. Seimei: Hello! I'm Seimei Kosuto. I heard you wanted to buy some of that stuff. ?: Japanese? I'm William Elmes. What do yo
After I eat, I start going to the tool shop. The sky turns black. Not really, dust in the air makes the sky always orange or red. I walk down the narrow road, everyone seems to have already returned to the motel. It looks peaceful during the day, but at night the world turns upside down. Thieves, murderers, catchers are on every corner. I chose a pretty good shovel, why is it good and not new? Here, used items are considered to be the same. There are only people with too much money like Landlords or factory owners. Landlords are those who possess enough armies to take complete control of one or more valuable locations, must be worth it, but there's no point in owning all of the toxic, arid lands out there. The factory owner is the owner of large factories, can be understood as the manufacturer of tools or utensils. This shovel is not a very good item, but it is considered to be temporary enough to use for another 2 or 3 years. Seimei: So how much is this shovel?
Seimei: A bandit? ?: You guys seem pretty smart, do you? You know it, give it all. He slowly put his hand behind his back. ?: bastard! He lunged forward, knife still in his hand. Kevin and Seimei still don't understand what happened. He had a mad look in his eyes, disgusted with it. ?: GIVE ME! Kevin: Calm down! If you want, we'll give it to you. Seimei: Calm down! If you don't want to be "abandoned"! The "abandoned" are those who violate the "laws of the world". It is a set of laws made by those in power. Simply minimizing the death, all violators are not executed but are considered as living tools. Those people have to work to death, without rest, without treatment, without hope. The only thing that awaited them was simply certain death. ?: You think it can make me scary? F*ck no, no one can live in this messed-up shit Kevin sighed and then. Throw a punch straight in the face. That's right, without hes
On it was humans shoveling blocks of thermium, which was a condensed form of kerosene. Seimei: Isn't it unreasonable that those guys can control an "angel" like that? Seleva: That's right, but they don't actually "control" it, they use the "machine soul". Kevin: Hasn't it been used for a long time? Seleva: Isn't that the more we ban something, the more we want to do it? Seimei: Sorry but... Kevin: Looks like these guys are a bunch of crazy people. Seimei: Hey, you guys have... Seleva: Granted, launching an "angel" to save someone is a hard thing to believe. Seimei: HEY! Kevin: What is it, man? Seimei: Acting like you didn't do anything, what the hell is a "mechanical soul"? Seleva: Leave it alone, I'll explain it later, but let's deal with that "angel" now! Kevin: Now what can we do? Seimei: Ask his boss, do you know anything about how it works? Kevin: I don't think so, he
The machine's body slowly moved, raising its legs. Seimei ignored the danger and charged straight at the angel. The soldiers were still trying to use rockets to shoot him, everyone around felt that this madman was weird, didn't like to live but liked to die. Seleva: Hey Kevin, are all your friends this weird? Kevin: Not only those guys, so what do we do now? Seleva: The New Government's air force is coming. Kevin: Touching those guys again? Seleva: Yeah, this involves angels, so of course, we can't do it alone. Nyam: So are you going to help him? Kevin: Do you want to help? Nyam: It's not free but it's not expensive either, do you want it? Kevin: Hey, how much money do you have in your pocket? Seleva: Are you going to do it? Kevin: But what else! Let's go fast. Okay, "white death", please help that crazy guy help me. Nyam: Okay. Meanwhile, Seimei had gotten close to the angel, but
The monster is getting angry when even though it is being broken into, it still frantically launches rockets into the "market", the heat from its operation causes the water tanks to explode due to the evaporation of the water. cause a pressure increase. A densely populated area is now just an area filled with corpses. They only know how to shoot at the angel in despair, the rockets are still sweeping but the person is trying to run away from the approaching death. Seimei at that moment managed to get inside a gap between its armor layers, the electrical circuits clattered. The hands slowly slipped into the small holes, the wrist-sized strings were slowly being pushed out of the head. He saw that there was a vent plate above that was connecting a room to the inside of a room in the pelvic joint. ?: Where are you going? ??: Are you going to eat? ?: I thought it was our job to keep watch, but the boss knows you're no different from the people down there.
starry sky, a god had to kneel before a bunch of tiny humans. While Seimei tried to attack the cooling system, Nyam used the Magnetic Reverser to cause thermal and electrical overload. But because the cooling system was destroyed, it led to a chain reaction that caused other components to overheat. It had collapsed into the marketplace, turning it into a ruin. That is the power of an angel, even after a thousand years, just one angel has almost completely wiped out more than ten thousand people in less than a day. Amidst the rubble, there were still a few survivors in the homemade bunkers, but the Choas Order terrorists in the angel's titanium alloy compartments were much more likely to survive. But those soldiers and the other villagers kept shooting at each other, regardless of a thermonuclear bomb more than 20 meters large with an explosive capacity of up to 10 million megatons. From within a recess of the posterior part of the C6 spine, a small figure with a cloa