Chapter 1558 In Front of You

"congratulations."

In the brief silence, Russell suddenly heard Yegor's voice.

The sitting secretary-general said: "It's really not easy after so many years of hard work."

Russell calmly replied: "It's just a matter of fulfilling my responsibilities."

There is no doubt about the rise of the Kingdom of Heaven lineage, and the reorganization of the Utopia with the destruction of the Golden Dawn can be said to be a certainty.

Moreover, even if that is not possible, Russell will never give up.

It's just that Yegor didn't expect that things expected to happen ten years later would actually come up before him...

As long as the Utopia wants to reorganize, it will inevitably have to grab something from the plate of the governing bureau in the future. This will happen sooner or later.

sovereignty of the present situation.

It sounds illusory, but in fact it has touched every aspect. It is absolutely impossible to say that an existence that can be called an 'artifact' belongs to any person or organization.

This is true even in a Utopia.

The Administrative Bureau has been managing and developing for seventy years, and has single-handedly created the current situation. It can be said that it has done its part. Even if we both belong to the Astronomical Society, why do you want people to return it just by opening your mouth?

Besides, even if I give it to you, can you handle it?

This is bound to be a long, drawn-out tug-of-war.

Even though there has been no friction between the two parties now, what if Russell wants to go further? What if...Russell wanted to restart the Kingdom of Heaven?

Without the pressure of the abyss, it would be impossible for the two of them to sit here so calmly now.

But at the same time, both sides also maintained the greatest restraint. Whether it is due to inner expectations or based on the actual situation, the Astronomical Society can no longer withstand the second split and civil war, and the current situation cannot bear such serious consequences.

Yegor's congratulations were indeed heartfelt, but more probably, they were a greeting to his opponent.

"I should thank you. Otherwise, I wouldn't have such a good opportunity." Russell sighed: "I didn't expect that I could get through it now. You actually have the courage to use the money granted by the Pioneer Association. It’s my privilege to give my final approval to Ah He’s counterattack plan.”

"Are you kidding me?"

Yegor glanced at him, "This has nothing to do with whether the Kingdom of Heaven genealogy can develop through this, it is just for preparation for the next deep tide."

Everything will be advanced if used, and wasted if not used.

If the war between the worlds is huddled behind the city wall this time, then when the tide of the depths rises next time, where will there be courage to be the enemy of the abyss?

"But what about time?" Russell asked, "We don't have much time now."

"..."

Yegor was silent for a moment. He didn't know why this old bastard was always so well-informed that it made people uncomfortable. After thinking for a moment, he replied: "According to the Doomsday Clock, we still have nine hundred years. It is a conservative estimate. The premise is that there is no deep tide. The erosion will otherwise accelerate further."

At the latest, nine hundred years later, the entire reality will completely collapse, follow the cycle of the abyss, and return to nothingness.

The higher the current situation mobilization correction value, the more damage will be caused to the three pillars, and the time will be further shortened. This is the reason why the Astronomical Society has always placed such harsh restrictions on those who are crowned and their natural enemies.

Every ounce of power used in the abyss is the blood of the current situation.

"Since you have heard about this, you should know." Yegor said: "A few days ago, the Seventeenth World Extermination Planning Committee has been established."

“A framework for reshaping the current situation?”

"Yes." Yegor nodded, "Not only that, after this war of the worlds is over, we will conduct a complete reorganization——"

Yegor finally turned around, looked at his opponent, and issued an invitation: "Russell, the Third Creation Planning Committee, are you coming?"

Russell was silent.

Plan of destruction, plan of creation.

The two are integrated into one, and both are aimed at the transformation of the entire current situation, but in fact, they point to completely different directions.

The former involves tearing down old buildings, rebuilding their decayed foundations, and rebuilding them, striving to reduce all drawbacks and internal friction. The latter is another large-scale development.

No longer limited to the inside, but looking to the outside.

To plunder the essence of the abyss, artificially trigger the cycle of the abyss again to extend the time of the present state.

Breathe life into this world again!

Its complexity and difficulty are even more troublesome than such a tragic battlefield as the War of Realms.

Destruction is always easier than creation. If you want to achieve something, if you want to maintain and regenerate this world, the price you need to pay will make even the Astronomical Society feel that it is beyond its capabilities and stretched.

After a long silence, Russell asked: "Are you sure?"

"You have to do it even if you are not sure. If you miss this opportunity and do nothing, you will only be infamous for thousands of years. You will be ashamed of those who come after you. What qualifications do you have to claim to be the leader of the current situation?"

Yegor replied decisively: "This world cannot be saved only by the Utopia, Russell."

"But nothing could be restored in the Utopia."

Russell lowered his eyes and stared at the ancient badge spinning on his fingertips: "This is the most ridiculous thing. We haven't even been able to save ourselves, so that we have fallen into such a situation."

"Then give me some time and let me try!"

Yegor finally turned around and looked at him: "Now that things have happened, besides me, can anyone else do these things?

You should understand me, Russell.

There is no need for a savior to descend from the sky at a critical moment, and there is no need for so many struggles and killings. The world can win the future in a better way. "

"I just need a helping hand from you," he said.

Russell said nothing.

That look in his eyes... without any disguise.

I frankly asked Russell for this support.

Even if the person in front of you is your opponent or future enemy.

If there is only one person left in this world who can understand himself, understand what he is chasing, and appreciate the difficult situation he faces, then it must be this old guy in front of him who never likes to tell the truth.

Yegor firmly believed in this.

The darkness of all realms?

Whether it is a plan of destruction or a plan of creation, plenty of room can be left. Even if he witnessed Dongjun's importance, the possibility of Taiyi's existence, and the position he would occupy in the future, he didn't care.

Not only the crucial position of the Creation Planning Committee, he can even promise the reconstruction of the future Utopia. Even if he wants to return to his past status and regain the authority of the current situation, there is no problem.

With Yegor controlling the situation, the relationship between the Administration and the Utopia will never escalate to the point of tit-for-tat.

This is the best way.

Nothing else.

Even Russell had to admit this.

Because of this, it is silent.

It wasn't until a long time later that he smiled silently and sighed softly: "It seems you really want to be the president."

"yes."

Yegor nodded decisively: "I have to do it."

"Are you doing this for the current situation, Yegor?" Russell asked again.

"Of course." He replied without thinking: "But that doesn't prevent me from satisfying my own wishes at the same time, right?"

"Hey." Russell smiled knowingly, "Just looking at one thing, you really deserve to be in charge of the bureau."

"It's just each other, in the Utopia."

There are careerists who unabashedly integrate their selfish desires into the so-called public heart, and there are also lunatics who have placed their personal ideals above cruel reality from the beginning...

Isn't this the trace of order and desire carved into their bones?

Because of this, there is a clear distinction.

Incompatible.

Even if they are close to each other.

"Let's take a look first."

Russell did not refuse or agree, he just looked at the projections from the telescopes and said, "The future is too far away, so look at the present first."

On the overhead view of hell, the glow of the iron stream is still advancing in an orderly manner, towards the roaring tide of the abyss in the distance.

They are silver-white and red-black that can be distinguished with the naked eye. Little by little, they are testing each other, and gradually, they are getting closer.

The current counterattack has just begun.

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Along with the roar of the City of Steel, the domes above the Hell Fortress opened up, and the ripples of the Styx shrank into a huge gap from the center.

Slowly catching the bit of iron light that still had the remaining sun flame.

——Dongjun, come down!

Before Huai Shi landed on the square covered by multiple matrices, dozens of mechanical arms and huge structures rose from the ground and extended out.

The gravity of nothingness lifts Huai Shi and prevents him from falling to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, when the tired Huai Shi spread his arms, the metal matrix on the limbs peeled off from the flesh and blood, expanded, extended, and turned into a huge mechanical body, regaining its original appearance.

The huge armored giant had burned red under Dongjun's high temperature, and the violent temperature spread, triggering a series of alarms.

The high-temperature overloaded Stigmata container once again expanded from its collapse and connected to the Heavenly Hell Fortress. Immediately afterwards, a large amount of coolant was seen rapidly evaporating with a boiling sound and rising into the sky.

Like a huge pale pillar rising straight into the sky.

During the overload operation of the constant temperature module, the entire Hell Fortress actually rose by more than ten degrees in the terrifying high temperature. Immediately afterwards, the square was frozen by frost.

The cold wind blowing in the face is filled with terrifying low temperatures that can freeze people into blocks in an instant.

A clanging sound came.

The organizers, shrouded in engineering armor for working in extreme environments, drove vehicles, dragging heavy tools, and rushed over. Without any instructions, they stepped on ladders like ants, clinging to Osiris, and began the urgent work. Maintenance and conditioning.

After the giant arm was disassembled, in an instant, the huge giant was dissociated and disassembled as a whole. Then, spare parts and modules were installed on it to complete the replacement.

Just like the maintenance of the car in the F1 championship, the preparations are carried out intensively and smoothly, striving not to waste even a second.

Even Huai Shi has sunk into the frame, urgently injecting medicine to maintain the consciousness that is gradually dimming in the violent divinity, and starting to reorganize the already overwhelmed body from the bones.

It's like reinvention!

"Hey, boy, it's been a long time since I last saw you look like this."

The Grand Master crossed his arms and glanced at Huai Shi with gloating pleasure as he bubbled bubbles into the jar: "How is it? How does Dongjun feel?"

In response, Huai Shi just raised his hand and gave a thumbs up gesture to the Grand Master.

——It’s so exciting!

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