Dawn of a New Era

Beijing time, at 3:30 in the morning, there are only a few hours left before dawn.

At this moment, the Renren Daily office was brightly lit, and everyone suppressed their excitement, tense and busy.

Zhang Jianguo, the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, wore a pair of presbyopic glasses, and carefully considered tomorrow's headlines. It is responsible for administrative work and final signing.

But today is a special day.

Just half an hour ago, the newspaper office received exciting news, the nightmare of mankind, the powerful barbarian god Lord Lightning was killed by the martial arts god Chen Shouyi in Yanzhou.

Under the instructions of the central government, the headline news that was originally signed tomorrow was urgently withdrawn. If there is no accident, I understand... No, today's newspaper is destined to be recorded in the annals of human history along with this major event.

It is foreseeable that when the news comes out tomorrow, the entire Great Xia Kingdom and the whole world will be sensational and exciting.

Therefore, as the author and editor-in-chief who took on this important task, one can imagine the pressure in his heart.

He thought about writing the title:

"Unjust is doomed to destruction!"

In turn, he quickly crossed it out. Such official articles can still be used in normal times, but at this time, it is obviously out of date and too plain.

"Push through the dark clouds to see the sunny sky!"

Still not shocking enough.

He stood up and walked back and forth, the street lights outside the window were dim, the east was faintly red, and dawn was coming before he knew it.

There was a movement in his heart, and he suddenly had an inspiration. He quickly returned to his seat and sat down, grabbed the pen, and finished it in one go.

"Humanity ushers in a new era!"

Countless people stayed up all night.

...

Eight in the morning.

The gate of the embassy of the United States was deserted, and there were no birds at the gate.

After the fall of the United States, taking advantage of the chaotic situation, many high-level officials, wealthy people, and scientists fled North America by boat, and a considerable number of them came to the Great Xia Kingdom and established the Restoration Organization.

Out of respect for the former world hegemon, it is also a consideration of the united front of mankind.

Great Xia Kingdom gave considerable support.

In the beginning, the National Restoration Organization was still very powerful. The monthly gatherings attracted tens of thousands of people of Guang-American origin, and donations were enthusiastic.

Due to the interruption of sea routes and shipping at the time of the change, a considerable part of them stayed in the Great Xia Kingdom and joined the Great Xia nationality. There are tens of thousands of people in the capital alone.

However, with the passage of time, the hope of restoring the country has become more and more bleak, and the hearts of the people have gradually dispersed. More and more people have secretly acquired the nationality of the Great Xia Kingdom. Many compatriots who came to the Great Xia Kingdom together never came back after leaving .

Ideals cannot stop reality after all.

Hope is also wiped out in despair again and again.

Facing the terrifying Lord of Lightning, and trying to restore the country across a sea, it is undoubtedly an illusory thing. It is still unknown whether the afterglow of human civilization can continue to survive.

Maybe it won't last this year.

...

"Mr. President, it's not very safe recently. The situation in Yanzhou is very bad. It's better not to go out these few days." Inside the embassy, ​​an aide advised.

Hazard warning documents,

The Great Xia government had already sent it to the embassy.

"If the Great Xia Kingdom falls, where can we hide, an air-raid shelter?" Davis, the vice president of the former world overlord, and now the president of the Restoration Organization said with a sad face: "Let's walk together, maybe we won't have another chance gone."

The staff hesitated for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "I'll notify the security consultant!"

"Hehe, no need, no one knows us, by the way, I forgot to tell you, Karl has resigned from me yesterday, and I approved it."

"This traitor, traitor, and traitor must have been bought by the Great Xia Kingdom." The aide was stunned when he heard the words, and said excitedly.

"Don't blame him!" Davis sighed and comforted him: "I understand him, how could a majestic legendary strong man guard an ordinary person all day long, he just lost his faith."

"You are the President of the United States!"

"The United States is gone. We all know it well. When we came to Great Xia, I remember that there were 8,345 people in total. Look how many people still remember the United States, five hundred, one thousand?"

The staff felt sore when they heard the words, and felt a little desolate. The once majestic world overlord has now fallen into such a situation.

The two walked out of the embassy, ​​and the street was deserted.

In the past few days, factories are on holiday, schools are closed, and most citizens have basically entered the air-raid shelters. Except for soldiers and police*, the streets are desolate.

"Do you think Great Xia can hold on this time?" Davis asked suddenly.

"I'm not optimistic. The Great Xia Kingdom has indeed developed rapidly in the past few years, but its current military strength is at best slightly higher than ours at that time." The staff member shook his head and said.

The United States has the right to be proud. As the former world police, they have weapons and equipment that can crush all other countries. They are superior to others, and their strong scientific research force is also the fastest recovery among countries after the mutation.

They did not lose to strength, but to luck.

Now I can only recall the glory of the past in my memory.

"President, all the heavy weapons on the street have disappeared." The staff member suddenly wondered.

"Don't worry about it so much, maybe go to other places to deploy!" Davis said.

The two walked around for a while before going back.

At this time, in the air-raid shelter not far away, under the order of the soldiers, a large number of people began to emerge. Everyone cheered and ran like a carnival.

"Victorious."

"We won."

"Mr. Chen**!"

...

The two couldn't help but stop, vaguely guessing something, and a little bit unbelievable. Davis hurriedly stopped one of the Daxia people who was obviously of European and American descent, and couldn't wait to ask in jerky Chinese: "I'm sorry, may I ask what happened?"

"Oh, you don't know yet, we won. Mr. Chen killed the Lord of Lightning last night. There will be no more shitty wars in the future. We will usher in peace, peace!!!"

The middle-aged white man was so excited that he couldn't control himself, his face was flushed red, if he was not worried about being caught by the police, he would have stripped naked and ran naked, and burned a few cars to celebrate.

"Oh, by the way, this is today's newspaper, here it is for you." The white man patted the crumpled newspaper on his chest: "I want to buy another one, no, one hundred copies, believe me, this The paper will go up in value, absolutely."

The president acted as if he hadn't heard of this at all. He was in a daze, and his feet seemed to be floating. He picked up the newspaper that had fallen to the ground in a daze. The headline on the front page was:

"Humanity ushers in a new era."

Five characters.

The subtitle below reads.

"Chen Zonggu, the God of Martial Arts, killed the mighty God of Lightning in Yanzhou, and the war is over."

He looked down quickly, his face flushed suddenly, a burst of ecstasy rose from his heart, and went straight to the sky, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, tears flowed uncontrollably:

"Victorious...Victorious..."

he muttered to himself.

ps: Sorry for being late today.