Global Famine: My items can be automatically upgraded.

Late at night, all was silent. The thick, liquid darkness enveloped the entire back of Titan. Only the shattered power armor and armored vehicles lay paralyzed on the ground, burning with acrid black smoke and crimson flames, emitting flickering light that pierced the night.

Shen Bei opened the cylinder of his revolver.

A light tap of the fingers.

The orange-yellow bullet casings clanged to the ground, which was the clearest sound in the whole venue except for the burning sound of the thunder and lightning.

click -

Shen Bei flipped his fingers, took out a bullet from the magazine and stuffed it into the cylinder.

He fiddled with the revolver, spinning it at high speed, then snapped it back into place, pointing the muzzle at the head of a soldier who had been shot, was half dead, and could be saved.

"Let's play Russian roulette. If there are no bullets, you can live. As for your offense and attack on me, I will forgive you. After all, it was God who let you live."

The soldier endured the pain and didn't make any sound, staring at the muzzle of the gun with fear on his face.

next moment.

With a click, the trigger was pulled.

A flash of fire appeared in the dark barrel of the gun.

The soldier's despair instantly filled his mind, and he screamed. The bullet had directly smashed his head into pieces, as if it had been ground by a crusher.

"It seems that this is what you have done."

Shen Bei continued to disassemble and reassemble the bullets, filled the revolver, and inserted it into his waist.

Walked straight towards You Wuchang's official residence.

Tread...  

Tread...  

Along the way, no one was so blind as to jump out and seek death.

Until Shen Bei stood in front of You Wuchang's official residence, there was only a brief exchange of fire at the door of the residence. The guards fired a few shots, activated some supernatural powers that looked gorgeous but did not cause much damage, and then got away.

Shen Bei returned to the familiar corridor.

I vaguely remember that Bermula had sneaked into the innermost room. If Zero had not arrived, Bermula would have almost usurped the throne.

The decor has not changed.

Still the same old taste.

The incandescent lamp on the wall was not very stable, and the voltage fluctuated, causing the light to flicker.

This is caused by the instability of the power generation device.

In the past, there would be no voltage instability in Shelter No. 36, at least not in the official residence.

After all this trouble, productivity has dropped a lot.

creak...

Shen Bei pushed open the double doors of the conference hall.

There is still a soft carpet and a long dining table.

You Wuchang sat on the other side of the dining table, eating slowly and without even looking up.

In the middle of the dining table was a row of flickering candles.

Shen Bei sat down at the other end of the dining table and snapped his fingers. A maid came out from the side door and said in a complicated tone, "First, sir, Mr. Shen, what do you need?"

"Whatever he eats, I eat." Shen Bei pointed at You Wuchang and said.

"Okay, okay." The maid understood and quickly retreated.

At this moment, You Wuchang raised his head and fixed his gaze on Shen Bei: "It seems that you have already adapted to the leader's living habits in advance?"

Shen Bei flicked his fingers and a cigarette fell into his hand. He lit it with the candle and took a deep drag. Through his mouthful of smoke, Shen Bei said, "I'm just curious, does the chief use a golden shoulder pole when he goes to the fields to farm?"

You Wuchang tilted his head: "I haven't seen you for a long time, and you're still sharp-tongued, mocking me in a roundabout way, right?"

Shen Bei stood straight, held his head high, and said in a steady voice, "Isn't it a good thing for you to be ridiculed? Didn't I scold you?"

"So, you came all the way back just to scold me?" You Wuchang leaned back in his chair and spread his hands. "Then what? What can you change?"

Shen Bei quickly broke into a silent grin, the corners of his grinning mouth looking like a flat, round black hole. "I don't need to change anything. I just need to get the sanctuary back on track. The rest is not my responsibility."

You Wuchang frowned: "From what you said, you want to kill me and complete the mission, right?"

"You see, we are all smart people. We can talk freely." Shen Bei slammed his gun on the table and laughed a few times.

"Then you just leave a mess behind and don't care about it. What's the point of your correction? Or maybe it's a bigger mistake." You Wuchang crossed his hands on his chest.

Shen Bei's gaze gradually narrowed.

How could Shen Bei not know what You Wuchang meant?

Shelter No. 36 is now in a mess.

Too many superpowered beings were crowded on the Titan's back, it was crowded, chaotic and dirty...

If we drive these superpowers back to the RV team...

Whether these people are willing to move is another matter. The RV has been scrapped long ago. Who will pay to rebuild it?

Therefore, You Wuchang would allude to Shen Bei, saying that even if Shen Bei killed himself, nothing would change.

Shen Bei paused for a few breaths: "You can kill ordinary people, and I can kill people with special abilities. Your heart is hard, and mine is cold too."

You Wuchang narrowed his eyes.

The answer was beyond his expectations.

kill.

It certainly doesn't solve the problem, but it can address the root cause of the problem...

"Well, these matters after death are not something you and I should worry about."

Shen Bei knocked on the table: "Now, tell me, why are you having a seizure?"

"Ideals are also crazy, then have you ever been crazy?" You Wuchang asked back.

Shen Bei looked at You Wuchang without hesitation: "Don't you think that at your age, you should be at home with your grandchildren instead of suffering from a second-year syndrome? Are your hands not stained with blood, or was I just an independent young man? In this world, the upper limit of ideals can only be to have a full stomach. Any ideal beyond this standard is wishful thinking and an excuse."

You Wuchang took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "So, what answer do you want me to give to satisfy you? Give me some instructions, and I will choose the one you like."

"Do you like practicing this set of Tai Chi?" Shen Bei looked straight at him.

"This is my freedom." You Wuchang's eyes gradually became sharp: "The entire shelter is mine! What's it to you? You are offending me now!"

Shen Bei laughed, slamming his hands on the table. "Freedom... You Wuchang, have you forgotten a premise? The premise of so-called freedom is... not harming the freedom of others? And forcing residents to inject the second awakening potion is destroying freedom."

"Let me give you a philosophy lesson. Freedom is a categorical imperative. It cannot include the meaning of harm. If harm occurs, then it is not freedom at all."

"So, logically speaking, your freedom is not valid, and that is a crime!"

You Wuchang raised an eyebrow. "Are you saying that black is white, square is round, and the cooks must be men? You've fallen into a typical cognitive misunderstanding. Because... we're living in a famine-stricken world now. Throw your old-fashioned knowledge into the trash!"

Shen Bei chuckled: "I admit that you have the right to defend your own values. As a leader, you also have the right to like or dislike something. But now, I don't want to have too much nonsense with you. Do you want to step down with dignity, or do you want me to help you with dignity? This is what you need to think about."

You Wuchang laughed out loud instead: "Shen Bei, do you think that just being the leader is enough to rule the Sanctuary? Who do you think my power belongs to?"

"The people's."

"People? Haha, why are you so young?"

"Because I want to take back the rights of the people, it will be easier and more legitimate than taking back the rights of zero."

You Wuchang slowly widened his eyes: "You know who's standing behind me, but you're still fearless, right?"

"I'm afraid too, but I have no choice." Shen Bei said expressionlessly.

At this moment.

The maid came over with a dining cart: "Sir, your dinner."

As he spoke, he placed a covered plate in front of Shen Bei.

You Wuchang waved his hand and the maid pushed her away.

He grabbed the knife and fork and started eating again: "You and I have no choice, don't say I'm bullying you, eat your fill, I'll send you on your way!"

Shen Bei curled the corners of his mouth.

Open the lid on the plate.

suddenly.

A black shadow jumped up from the dinner plate and pounced towards Shen Bei's face!