The disappearance of old forces means the emergence of new forces.

The temporary controllers of many areas chose to blow up the passage and become the emperor of an independent kingdom.

The underground world is isolated one by one.

At this time, the news of the earth's surface being washed by nuclear bombs finally reached the ears of the residents of the New World.

They will be divided into the fragmented underground world called "sanctuary".

But the sanctuary is not heaven, and one problem after another follows.

Because there is no maintenance of the power supply equipment by the **** of justice, many places have lost the power supply.

Artificial sun, extinguished.

Darkness comes.

panic, fear...

Many underground world residents have always believed that electricity exists objectively, and even if no one cares about it, it will not disappear.

The **** of justice has spoiled these people too much.

The last three generations, from birth to the present, have not experienced a single power outage in their lives.

How can this be good?

The backup generators can only maintain a turnover of a few days at most.

The temporary administrator of the B19 Vault, Adrian, who calls himself the "Emperor", chooses to squeeze the survivors under his rule.

What looks like a spinning bike is actually a human-powered generator.

As long as someone keeps stepping on the bicycle, it will be continuously supplied with electricity.

"I shouldn't have killed that bad old man yesterday. I heard he was a doctor of electricity."

A look of chagrin appeared on Adrian's face when he thought that electricity could not be stored due to lack of equipment and technology.

He slammed his fist on the table and took another wicked swig of vodka.

Adrian enjoyed the feeling of being drunk.

In the half-dreaming moment, he is the real emperor of the B19 Refuge.

The whole city was pitch black.

It's the same whether it's day or night.

Only this small area where Adrian is located has lights and electricity.

He can even enter the sneak chamber and occasionally watch a few subconscious movies.

Even if a few unlucky ghosts died of exhaustion, what does it have to do with him?

Adrian didn't feel any guilt.

At this moment, the lights flickered.

The light and dark turned on and off, causing Adrian's mood to plummet.

"Damn pariah, slacking off again!"

He clenched the whip in his hand and ran quickly to the "energy warehouse", hitting the "power supply people" who were sweating profusely with a whip.

After a burst of hysterical cursing and roaring, the two tired and hungry power suppliers finally turned black and slumped to the ground, unable to stand up again.

Their breathing stopped and their hearts stopped.

If the new world that the God of Justice has worked so hard to maintain still exists, it might be possible to salvage it.

After all, the standard of modern medicine to determine a person's death is based on the complete cessation of brain waves.

But now...

Two unlucky ghosts who were used as punching bags have been sentenced to death and thrown into the corpse disposal station.

Adrian knew very well that they would be fully utilized as a humus medium for mushrooms.

And those mushrooms that grow will be made into canned mushrooms and given to those untouchables to feed their stomachs.

He doesn't care if these people are dead or alive, nor does he care about people's grievances.

Anyway, he controls a group of firearms, and he also has subordinates who have interests.

In this B19 sanctuary, he is the only ruler, and no one dares to rebel against his will!

The remaining "power supply people" dare not speak out.

They could only bow their heads gloomily and swallow their anger.

This group of people regretted why they voted "no need" in the first place.

But they have no chance to do it all over again.

There is only one chance to decide fate.

Everything has long since settled.

The **** of justice disappears, and the binding force ceases to exist.

This world has turned into a world where thugs run rampant and use force to do their best.

Humans always do.

It is only after you lose it that you know how to cherish it.

When the God of Justice was still around, no matter how much it had done for mankind and how much effort it had made, it would always be severely criticized, even splashed with dirty water, and put on various conspiracy theories.

The seemingly joking nickname of "artificial mental retardation" can explain the attitude of human beings in the new world towards it.

But now?

The **** of justice has disappeared.

Citizens of the new world who used to be full of superiority and self-proclaimed "human rights fighters", who pick and choose from the God of Justice and throw dirty water on the Internet, are now beyond remorse.

What is not available is always in turmoil, and those who are favored are fearless.

Now they can only go hungry and use their physical energy to generate electricity to provide enjoyment for the powerful rulers.

In the B19 sanctuary, there are only three classes of people: the emperor, the upper class, and the lower class.

As the only emperor, Adrian is not as talkative as the **** of justice!

A few mentally retarded people who dared to talk about "human rights," "democracy," and "freedom" in front of him were beaten to death by random sticks.

Since then, no one dared to question Adrian's decision.

In order to maintain their "superior" status and welfare benefits, some strong and strong people who were selected into the Adrian Guards oppressed their former companions and worked harder than anyone else.

"This is life!"

Adrian is complacent.

He felt that life was much stronger now than before.

At least he didn't have the chance to bully others like this before.

A world where everyone is equal, a world without crime and killing...

How boring!

Whoosh!

The sharp arrow ripped through the air and came through!

When Adrian came back to his senses, he found that a pitch-black arrow was embedded in his heart, and the tail feathers of the arrow were still shaking slightly.

The heart bursts, blood flows out, and life force is lost.

Dead.

Yes.

B19's best heart surgery specialist was beaten to death for rebelling against his rule half a month ago.

"Kill that man! Avenge His Majesty Adrian!"

The roar of the left and right arms sounded in the ears.

At the moment of dying, Adrian's madness completely disappeared.

He truly regained his composure, and his mind was clearer than ever.

He knew that the "hyena" he regarded as his right-hand man didn't really want to avenge himself.

The hyena just wanted to take advantage of this incident to take over his authority and become a new generation of rulers.

Adrian laughed miserably, his eyes darkened, and he passed away.

Bang! Bang! Bang! …

Facing the pursuit of hyenas and Adrian's loyalists, Hawkeye managed to escape.

He's good at archery, and his stamina and agility are not bad.

Even the dark world is in his favor.

Unfortunately, he was injured in the second wave of concentrated fire.

Looking sideways at his pierced left arm, Hawkeye couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Before he started, he specifically probed the other party's intelligence.

Adrian has a guy nicknamed "Hyena" who has a mutant gene and a stronger sense of smell than a real wild dog.

A little **** smell will make the opponent stick to it like tarsus maggots.

Injured, he gradually lost his strength.

Defeat seems to be a foregone conclusion.

【Want to survive? 】

【whether. 】

Hawkeye was disappointed in himself.

He didn't expect that it was just a shot, and he had hallucinations.

However, he still responded subconsciously: "If you can live, who wants to die?"

In an instant, Hawkeye appeared in a whole new world...