Doomsday Cataclysm: Gods on Earth

Gao Yun sat by the window, looking thoughtfully at the steel jungle above the slums, and muttering:

So can the simulated weather machine above the slum be counted as the light of a star?

At the bottom of urban areas and above the slums, there are countless spherical weather simulators. These magical machines that can simulate sunny, cloudy, rainy and snowy weather are spherical black technologies that are half a person tall.

There is such a weather ball hanging upstairs in Gao Yun's house.

Would going up there and bask in the sun make my talent grow faster? Gao Yun thought, casually grabbing a chair and walking up to the attic.

The place where he lives now is a wooden three-story wooden house. There are several families on each floor of this house. Gao Yun only owns the ownership of one room in it.

This is the most basic treatment that city managers give to every poor person.

A room, a field, and some medicine.

This is all the poor people have, pitiful supplies for ordinary people in urban areas.

The value of these things is not even comparable to a few pieces of candy in the store.

There is an independent platform above the attic, which is usually a place for people to dry their clothes, but today there doesn't seem to be much clothes.

This just goes with Gao Yun's wishes and allows him to get more sun here.

A steady stream of power flowed into his body along the simulated sunlight faked by the sun lamp, constantly transforming his thin body caused by malnutrition.

As for him, he fell into a deep sleep under the warm sunlight.

It wasn't until the sun set in the west and the sun lights were simulated to be turned off that Gao Yun woke up from his comfortable sleep.

Feeling that his body seemed to have unlimited energy, his mood and thoughts couldn't help but become passionate and active.

After absorbing sunlight for a day, he also wanted to test how far his strength had reached.

So, with the idea of ​​giving it a try, he punched the air in front of him with all his strength.

Bang.

The air directly in front of Gao Yun exploded violently, and with a strong gust of wind, the clothes and sheets drying a few meters away were blown away as if they were about to fly away, and the clothes on his body were also blown away.

This punch actually produced a very strong punch, which made him realize something in his heart.

At the same time, a feeling of relief from having his power released surged out from the bottom of his heart, making his eyes light up, and he had so much energy that he punched again.

He saw his fists waved out again, like a continuous downpour. Under Gao Yun's happy punch, the force of this punch was heavier than the previous one, and the wind pressure that was swept up became more and more violent.

The strong wind crossed nearly a hundred meters and blew farther away. If anyone had stood in front of Gao Yun's fist, he would have been severely injured and blown away like garbage.

After punching thousands of times in a short period of time, he slowly put away his fists, looked happy, and said happy.

After a while, the sunset glow of the weather ball completely disappeared, and he felt that the restless power in his body had stopped, and the inexhaustible energy disappeared without a trace, leaving only the power gained from absorbing the light today.

Although in Gao Yun's memory, the moon also reflects the light from the sun, it is obvious that the weather ball does not simulate it this way.

The moonlight in the slums is a colder artificial cold light, which continuously absorbs heat from the surroundings. This light does not provide Gao Yun with the most basic increase in physical fitness.

In fact, the moonlight of the weather ball is a means used by the urban upper class to restrict night crime in the slums.

In the middle of the night, the outside of the slum can even reach sub-zero temperatures, like being in a refrigerated refrigerator.

Except for the fields where vegetables are grown, which are protected by a small stand, heat will be absorbed from other places and used as one of the energy sources for the weather sphere and various facilities in the slum.

Picking up his precious little chair, Gao Yun slowly returned to his room.

Looking at the simple and poor interior decoration, he was a little lost for a moment.

It is strange to say that he once enjoyed the prosperity of civilization, but how did he endure this kind of life in these eighteen years?

Had those strange hallucinations dulled his character?

Suddenly, his eyes turned and saw the cold food beside him.

Although it was small and crude, Gao Yun could still feel some warmth from it.

He hadn't eaten for a day. Although he wasn't very hungry, he still opened his mouth and ate the food.

The food in the slums lacked seasonings and became tasteless especially after it had cooled down. However, Gao Yun still ate it clean when he thought about the difficult origin of this food.

Grandma Nolin, it's true, she obviously only has so little food.

The source of this food was sent by an old man who had been helping Gao Yun when he was abandoned. He could still clearly see the small damage on the plate that he bit off.

Li Nolin.

This is the old man who took the most care of Gao Yun in the past, and is also one of the most prestigious representatives of Huahua Street in No. 139 Slum.

Although the old man has no blood relationship with him, in his heart, there is not much difference between the old man and his close relatives.

However, as the years went by, this old man who left a lot of place in his heart became older, especially her illness.

As he thought about it, Gao Yun felt a sense of irritation, and at the same time a sense of powerlessness came from deep in his heart.

Although he got the golden finger, his own power cannot change the whole situation now.

The power and size of the city were too huge. If he hadn't seen those heroes, he hadn't seen those superheroes with the power to destroy the world.

Tomorrow I have to go back to the superhero training center to work part-time, otherwise Grandma Nolin’s medicine this month

As he thought about it, a feeling of sleepiness swept over him, causing Gao Yun to fall asleep without even realizing it.

At night, there was a sound of footsteps.

A rickety figure gently pushed open the door of Gao Yun's room. After seeing that the familiar figure had returned, the figure also closed the wooden door and walked towards his room.

Gao Yun, who was sitting on the bed, also opened his eyes at this moment, quietly listening to the footsteps moving away, and his mixed emotions made it difficult for him to sleep peacefully.

I was sleepless in the middle of the night, and I didn’t know when I fell asleep.

After getting up, Gao Yun came into contact with the first ray of morning light. His tired mind and body seemed to be filled with electricity, and all the discomfort was swept away.

After feeling that the crimson talent panel that appeared yesterday was not a fake, Gao Yun's heart was relieved.

The first ray of morning light appeared, which also meant that he was going to the city to start his busy day.

After all, even an ordinary part-time position in a superhero training center is enough to make many people covetous.

After talking to Li Nuolin, Gao Yun touched the crystal card on his chest.

He also exhaled when he found that the card was not lost along with yesterday's hallucination.

There were all his belongings in it. If they were lost, he really wouldn't know what to do.

The 1,172 credits are the remainder of his salary from his part-time job at the superhero training center.

He can get twenty credits a day and is the envy of poor people whose monthly income is less than one hundred.

After walking two kilometers of muddy road, Gao Yun came to an orbital elevator. Only through this elevator could he go to the city to carry out his work.