The distant space is a depth that humans of this era have not yet set foot on. It was 1999 AD, and human aerospace technology was still in its infancy. Not to mention establishing a space colony, even entering and exiting the earth's orbit was extremely difficult. But in this depth, somewhere in the orbit of the earth stands a steel city - the City of Steel!
This is a space station. In this era, there are very few countries that can own a space station. However, this space station does not belong to any country. It actually belongs to a private organization. The name of this organization is "Sound Nest".
"Sir, as per your instructions, the relevant preparations have been completed."
Standing in front of the screen, the person called 'Sir' is a white-haired middle-aged man. If Lu Jiaer were here, she would find that this man was the guy who conspired with her in last year's competition. This man has no name, but It's just the code name 'ZARO'.
"You did a good job, Gulicha, please try your best."
Facing ZERO¡¯s praise, Gulicha on the other side of the screen took two steps back and bent slightly to show fear, "But sir, this is different from our original plan. It was not originally intended"
"You don't need to worry about this. This is what the young master wants. The young master has gone to your side not long ago. I believe he will arrive soon."
"What, young master?" Guli Chali was surprised. He is a middle-level cadre of the Sound Nest organization. According to his original plan, the champion of this KOF competition should be K'. However, he received an order from his superiors not long ago and temporarily changed the plan and transferred the championship to the king. Team. Because it was too sudden, all previous arrangements had to be changed. Needless to say, the waste of manpower and material resources was just a drop in the bucket for the Sound Nest Organization. He just didn't understand the reason.
Gulizali believes that what the leader of Sound Nest, NESTS, wants to build is a beautiful world, and he is willing to dedicate his efforts to this end, so even though he, as a middle-level person, does not understand the core content of the plan, he still follows the leader's orders. .
The man known as the 'Young Master' is the son of NESTS. He is a silent and mysterious man. Even Guli Chali, a cadre, has never seen him. He only heard that he has a very high status in the organization. Now he suddenly Come here in person, just for that unheralded King? I really don¡¯t know why he takes it so seriously.
A meteor streaked down the dark sky. It did not disappear on the horizon, but landed on the ground. That's a shuttle! A cliff on the island opened, revealing a landing pad, allowing the shuttle to land directly on the earth from outside the atmosphere. As the person in charge of this base, Gulizali personally greeted him in front of the tarmac.
Then the shuttle opened. When he saw the person stepping off the shuttle, Guliza raised half of his eyebrows inadvertently. It was a young woman wearing a mink velvet coat. The young master actually brought a woman with him? With this idea in mind, he finally met the person known as the Young Master, whom few people had seen even in rumors.
To be more precise, what he saw was a black robe. It was a man wrapped in a black robe. Occasionally, a few fine hairs leaked out from under the hood, and the shining gold was like fragments of the sun.
The footsteps of the man in black robe stopped in front of Guli Chalili. Even though he could not see clearly the sight of the other person under the hood, Guli Chalili felt a tremor, which was the feeling of being targeted by a deadly natural enemy. Gulicha considered himself to be an extremely strong person, but at this moment, he was silenced by the pressure of his momentum and swallowed subconsciously.
"Where is she now?"
"She?" Because it was too sudden, Guli Chali was confused for a while, but he soon realized that the other party was referring to someone from the Kings Team, "I have arranged the members of the Kings Team in the lounge Young Master, I'm sorry. Let me be frank, Mr. NESTS¡¯ previous order was for the specially invited team to win the championship. Is it inappropriate for you to suddenly change your plan?¡±
"I think Mr. NESTS would be honored to have a subordinate who thinks he can accuse him of his mistakes." The voice of the 'young master' had a unique elegance, but he said something that embarrassed Guliza.
"You mean, this is Lord NESTS's decision?"
"It was my mistake for not bringing Lord NESTS to meet you in person, right?"
"I'm sorry, young master, you know that's not what I meant. I will definitely obey Lord NESTS's orders." Lord NESTS has always been correct, and has always been so. There is no doubt about Gulicha's strength. Since it was Lord NESTS who allowed the Kings to win the championship, this is undoubtedly the most correct choice.
¡°Very good then, bring them to see me. This is my order and Lord NESTS¡¯s wish.¡±
"As you wish."
Seeing Guli Zha leave and walk away, the woman standing next to the 'young master' suddenly burst into laughter.
"There is nothing funny about this, Mesdy. Human beings are such stupid creatures. They always believe what they think they know. They like to be suspicious and are afraid of suspicion. As long as you create a dream for them that they think is beautiful, then they will You will believe it.¡±
"Oh? What about you?"
"Me? This emperor is naturally different. You should know, Mesidi, I am almost a god! I only need the last step, and I will be the master of all things!"
Yes, there is still one last step missing. He already possesses powerful power, the power given to him by the ultimate human technology. But it's not enough, what he needs is to break through the limits!
In the VIP lounge, all the decorations are magnificent, as if they are really celebrating the birth of the King of Boxers champion. Desserts and fruits are placed on the table. If these exquisite desserts and fresh fruits and vegetables are usually coveted, but at this time Even Saten Ruiko, who is usually the most carefree person, has no intention of tasting it.
She still remembered Xiaofeng¡¯s promise to her that as long as she won the King of Fighters Tournament, she might be allowed to go home. Since coming to this strange world, she has always wanted to go back to the world that belongs to her. Now they have finally become champions. Although they don't understand the relationship between becoming champions and returning home, since they are Xiaofeng To be honest, she didn't think the girl would lie to her.
It¡¯s just that after waiting in the lounge for a long time, she didn¡¯t see Xiaofeng speak. Just when she couldn¡¯t help but ask, the door to the lounge was pushed open. Walking in from the gate was a man wearing a long windbreaker, even half of his face was hidden by the collar of the windbreaker.
This is a strong man. Even without fighting, you can feel it from the majestic aura. And Xiaofeng understands the other party's identity better. Yes, you can¡¯t be wrong, this man is not the BOSS Gulicha in KOF99!
The real master finally showed up, and the real finals were about to begin. Xiaofeng originally thought so, but he didn¡¯t expect that Guliza had no intention of taking action. He just bowed politely and said, "Everyone, please follow me, young master." It¡¯s been a long time coming.¡±
Little Lord? Gulicha's strength is not the final boss. Who is the young master he talks about? The name was almost ready to be spoken, but Xiaofeng still couldn't believe it. Shouldn't that guy just stay in the City of Steel at this time? Hiding in the steel fortress and secretly controlling everything, he only brought chaos to the entire world of fighters, and stepped step by step towards his own plan, the plan that had confused countless people and even destroyed countless dynasties - to become a god!
Yes, in order to live forever and become a god, many emperors in the past dynasties have devoted all their efforts to this end, but never heard of anyone succeeding, only the destruction of the country and the country. But even so, there were still too many people coming forward, and the same was true for the man¡ª¡ªIgnis.
In the brightly lit hall, Ignis sat quietly on a bench in the center of the hall. At this time, he had put down his hood, revealing a young and handsome Western face. Seeing that he was only in his twenties, he clenched his fists casually, showing the vigor and strength of a young man. No one would have thought that this man was already over fifty.
This is the power of science. In terms of genetic technology, the Voice Nest Organization is already at the top of the world. It can extend lifespan by extending genetic telomeres, and even make people regain their youth. According to people's views in the past, this is probably a god. ?
But Ignis was not satisfied. After all, there is a limit to extending telomeres. The difference is that with the breakthrough of strength, the gene chain of the strong becomes more plastic, so he formulated a plan - to cultivate the strongest person. , so powerful that he was even close to the gods. After that, he used this as a sacrifice and used the genes of the strong man to make up for his lack of mitochondria.
The chosen strong man was originally K¡ä Yes, it was just 'original'. But now Ignis has a better choice. Is there any power more suitable to be called a ¡®god¡¯ than the dark power that originally belonged to the gods?
"I thought I had lost my chance after the Heavenly Gods were sealed, but this world is looking after me after all. Can you understand, Mesidi, there is no doubt that becoming a god will be my destiny!"
¡°You¡¯re always right, Ignis.¡±
"This day will come soon, and you will be the woman standing next to the gods, Mesidi. Only you have this qualification in this world!" Ignis hugged the woman with a loving embrace. It was she who gave herself the opportunity to stand in front of the throne of godhood, and it was she who accompanied him to this point. Only she was qualified to share the joy of becoming a god with him.
Ignis didn¡¯t notice that the woman in his arms had a sad expression.