The ability to predict the cause and effect of death is still being activated, but as time goes by, Ethan Carter finds that the possibilities he can predict are getting fewer and fewer.
The world line converges, and everything returns to death.
The hooded man's fighting ability is better than his, which is itself a very incredible thing.
Before coming to the fourth revival city "Seven Islands" to start an independent life, Ethan had a secret experience that was unknown to others.
Two years ago, he had received training from the Iron Dome Security Bureau's rookie specialist and passed the full-subject examination. The evaluation of his combat technique was A+.
If he had not changed his mind at the last minute, the intern who chased him on the cross-sea bridge tonight should have called him a senior.
But at this time, the scenes that Ethan saw in the cause and effect prediction were all without exception. All of them showed that the hooded man had gained an overwhelming advantage in the fight.
It had nothing to do with the poison syringe disguised as a pen. Although this weapon was deadly, it was just the icing on the cake.
"Neither come in nor leave; what are you waiting for?" The hooded man still couldn't figure out Ethan's way at this time and cautiously guarded in the room.
"Why did you want to kill him? Do you know what the cargo is?"
Ethan chose to use questioning to delay time and make himself look like the one in control of the situation.
The hooded man was slightly startled, and then he continued: "If your target was just the cargo, you could have attacked me in the elevator, but you didn't do it. With such a calm mind, isn't it a pity to be a courier?"
The hooded man put the pen in the pocket of his jeans and stretched out his hand to Ethan: "Why don't you become our companion?"
"You guys?"
Ethan's eyes showed hesitation.
After starting a conversation with the other party, he found that the death prediction in his mind had finally stopped.
This means that he would not be killed by the hooded man for at least the next five minutes.
In addition to attacking or escaping, communication is the third option and the only option to avoid conflict.
"Since you are also a holder of the superpower gene, you must have heard of 'superpower gene rampage syndrome.'"
Ethan nodded slowly: "It varies from person to person. There is a risk of superpower genes getting out of control."
"This man is the unlucky one who suffers from superpower gene rampage syndrome. The goods you delivered are inhibitory drugs that are still in the experimental stage." The hooded man's eyes fell on the man he killed.
Ethan couldn't help but frown. Until now, he still didn't know what the hooded man's purpose was.
"This poor guy signed an experimental contract with Iron Dome Biochemical Company and volunteered to be a guinea pig for drug testing in order to prolong his life."
"Is there anything wrong with this?"
The hooded man sneered, "This is all a conspiracy of the Iron Dome Paradise Administration. Even if this drug is really developed, it is not affordable for ordinary people. This man who volunteered to be a guinea pig is sacrificing himself to become the cornerstone of the eternal throne of the authorities."
Before Ethan could carefully savor his words, the hooded man roared emotionally, "The Iron Dome Paradise Administration has passed a blind date law that forces matching and purposefully spreads superpower genes among citizens! The ultimate result of the continuous improvement of gene purity will turn everyone into a slave to drugs!" Hearing this, Ethan had roughly understood the other party's identity.
"Are you... a believer of the Guilin Sect?" he asked.
The hooded man's eyes were stern: "Yes. We were slandered as a cult by the authorities of the Iron Dome Paradise Administration..."
"Is that slander?" Ethan interrupted him, "You just killed a man, but there is no repentance or guilt on your face."
"Change requires bloodshed. In order to realize the lofty ideal of leading mankind back to the mother planet, someone must be the executioner."
This guy is simply a cult lunatic.
Leading mankind back to the mother planet? Don't be ridiculous.
The blue planet is no longer suitable for human habitation. Now there is only a desolate scorched earth left by the war.
The Iron Dome Paradise Project was born for this purpose—to create a new home for the surviving humans after the cruel war that destroyed the world.
From the original first revival city "Starship" to the twelfth revival city "God Valley" that is about to be built, it is the Iron Dome Paradise Project that has brought new hope to mankind step by step.
Ethan can't understand why anyone would believe in the Adventist Sect, a complete cult.
"In the 52nd year of the Iron Dome Era, the First Renaissance City Starship suffered an unprecedented terrorist attack. Because the key positions in the Security Bureau were infiltrated by the rioters in advance, the rioters even got the weapons before the Security Bureau commissioners at the time of the incident."
The hooded man nodded, "We did it."
"My parents were killed in that attack. I was only four years old that year," Ethan continued.
"Change requires bloodshed, no exception, although it is not our intention to hurt civilians."
"No, they are defenders." Ethan looked at him with a mocking expression, "An Carter, who succeeded the position of Director of the Security Bureau after the unrest was quelled, adopted me. My parents were his comrades and elite commissioners of the Security Bureau headquarters."
The hooded man raised his head in surprise, his expression looking a little stiff.
After a moment, he asked in a hostile, hoarse voice, "So it was you who set up the trap tonight? No wonder you dare to stand here and talk to me unscrupulously, with ambushes outside."
He mistook Ethan for a Security Bureau commissioner disguised as a courier.