Today is also bald for Ke Xue at the winery

Asama Yane heard the news that the red flag had landed on the street.

Red lights are on at intersections, and pedestrians waiting listlessly to cross the road complain that the times are bad and even the big country next door is bankrupt.

The expressions of the people next to them were so calm that they were almost indifferent, and their tired faces showed that they had no energy to care about the distance beyond life.

Seeing that Eswain had a bad expression, Ireland thought she thought the pedestrians were too noisy, so she raised her hand and raised the car window.

The red light turns green and the sedan restarts.

Asama Yane suddenly asked: "Ireland, what do you think of the disintegration of one of the two poles of the world?"

Ireland thought for a while, and replied cautiously: "It's like a dream, I never thought it would be this kind of development. But it should have nothing to do with the island country?" As he spoke, his expression suddenly became horrified, "Eswain, should this world be Will there be another war?"

50 years have passed since the Second World War.Given the time interval between the two world wars, doesn't this guess seem impossible?

Immediately, Ireland's buttocks seemed to be on fire, twitching uneasy left and right, and the speed of the car gradually increased.

Asama Yane looked out the window, "Really? Even you think so."

Outside the window, ordinary people are still busy like unthinking worker bees, but at some point, a long queue quietly formed in front of the rice store.

Before the autumn wind moves, the cicadas feel first.Ordinary people may not be unaware of the crisis.

Every day after that, daily sales news was full of songs and dances, and the entertainment industry was still full of excitement, but in the reality beyond the glamorous, everyone's hearts were danglingly pushed to the edge of the cliff.

If the disintegration of one of the two poles of the world's superpowers is still far away, then the land price, which seemed to never rise to the end, jumped from the apex, which is the guillotine that has already fallen.

Almost all of them were hacked bloody.

A large number of enterprises have closed down, and small and medium-sized banks have gone bankrupt one after another. The city that used to be full of money and money has now become a millstone that devours flesh and blood.It seems that the islanders have unfortunately opened the door to hell before entering the new century that everyone expects.

The worse thing than being in debt is losing your job, the worse thing than losing your job is being on the street, the worse thing than being on the street is having nothing to eat...

The gates of hell were opened layer by layer, and the taunts of the devil chased all those who were desperately fleeing, whispering in their ears:

Don't forget that there are eighteen floors in hell...

What's in the scarier box?

No one wants to know.

People who don't want to be caught up by misfortune start working hard.

Originally, working hard was just a description, but now, people who work hard are really burning themselves at work.

Almost all desperate people have unspeakable fear in their hearts:

The most powerful enemy has fallen, and the richest motherland will fall. This era has begun to run amok, and there is nothing impossible in this world.

If you don't try your best to live at this moment, you may be caught up by misfortune the next moment and die in despair.

In this terrifying sense of urgency, the new year begins.

The fallout from the giant's fall is finally starting to spread.

With the rapid multiplication of the suzerain's power, the island government seems to be willing to lie flat and be slaughtered.

The government's bailout plan, which was highly expected, came late, but it has nothing to do with the citizens who are about to collapse.Maybe some big consortia took the opportunity to reinvent themselves and leap to the sky, but more small and medium-sized enterprises died, and more people lost their jobs.

Houses, cars, deposits... When everything you own is confiscated by the bank because you can't repay the loan, ordinary debtors have no chance to turn over.

Laughter is hardly audible in Tokyo in January.

Even though she once knew this history from the records, Asama Yane was still shocked by the reality she saw with her own eyes.

Tokyo, which was originally clean, prosperous and well-ordered, turned into a den of demons at night, homeless people, drunkards, warblers, and drug addicts can be seen everywhere.

Doomsday theory has become rampant at some point, and leaflets of various sects that are hard to distinguish between true and false are everywhere. Miya Asama has even seen more than one copy in the laboratory.

Pessimism about the future is everywhere, and the labs are better but limited.

After all, a total of seven researchers chose to shoulder their family debts alone, and after silently divorcing their wives, they moved into the staff rest area of ​​the laboratory.

This is the middle class with an annual income of 600 million to 800 million yuan!

However, he still couldn't escape the collapse of the times and became a slave to the bank.

Yane Asama has nothing to do with this social pessimism, because everything has only just begun and the economic collapse is far from over.

But it can't go on like this.

If the researchers continue to be in a trance like this, a serious accident will happen in the laboratory sooner or later.Maybe one day when gin comes out, she will meet the end of an experimental accident and death.

In order to save her fellow researchers from despair, Asama took out her work schedule for the whole year.

Want to numb the pain?

Come to work overtime!

As long as you work hard enough, no one can think wildly;

As long as you work hard enough, it is guaranteed that no one will be fired!

On the other hand, due to the economic downturn, the Department of Medicine of Dongda University is extremely thirsty for funds. Thanks to this, the basic clinical trial project of the Kara Group is progressing rapidly.

Yasai Asama met with Professor Oyama, and briefly introduced the functions of the infantile spirit detector. The fat old professor smiled and agreed to become the main researcher (pi) of the project. He signed his name on the experimental plan, and then urged his students to quickly conduct an ethics review.

The process of plan approval and contract signing was smooth sailing. Professor Dashan even enthusiastically recommended several cooperative hospitals to the project team.

Miya Asama smiled and agreed.

As a reward for the cooperation, the joint training program for overseas students from the Xia Kingdom led by Asama Yami was also successfully implemented at Dongda University.

Dongda promised to recruit 15 Xia Guo international students every year, of which [-] were dispatched by Xia Guo officials, and [-] were entrusted by Kara Group to train.The group pays for studying abroad, and foreign students need to sign a [-]-year service contract.

Xia Guo's official goodwill returns came faster: the supercomputing research base has been built, u

The 100 patients required for the first phase of the do project (a method for treating opioid addiction) have been enrolled, and the current trial data show that the drug works well.

Yane Asama accepted the good news with a smile and shared it with everyone in the lab.

Knowing that the laboratory research results are gratifying and very likely to be a big success, the researchers finally have smiles on their faces.

Asama Miya thought thoughtfully, and picked up the hotly released report sent by the cloning team.

The long-awaited cloned lamb "Dolly" was finally born.

Artificial creatures, world-class achievements.

Humanity once again proved that it has mastered the power of the gods.

This is undoubtedly another shot in the arm.

During the interviews (touted) by the PR masters of the Group News Department, the researchers of the laboratory finally regained their confidence as elites.

The government of the island country seems to be trying to restore the confidence of the people to be the world's best. From Nikkei TV to the Asahi Shimbun newspaper, news of Dolly's birth can be seen everywhere.

Yami Asama curled her lips: The cunning government has no rescue measures at all, and only wants to numb the people's perception of pain through spiritual encouragement.

No wonder the saying of "milk-head music" has always been rampant.

Because they do it all the time!

But fake pacifiers can only attract bored children, but cannot appease the people who cry because of hunger.

People who have nowhere to vent their survival anxiety can only resort to violence when they are desperate.

Stealing, robbery, breaking and entering...

Road rage, love killings, insurance fraud, grievances and impulsive killings, quarrels turn into homicides, misunderstandings turn into homicides...

The law and order in Tokyo is getting worse and worse.

One ebbs and another, where the official power disappears, darkness begins to grow unscrupulously.

After a large number of elites were unemployed and laid off, the dark forces headed by the organization unexpectedly rejuvenated, hunting down the bottom line to snatch a large number of talents.

In order to make a living, these desperate elites can only join the gang business that they looked down upon in the past.

Otherwise they just "die".

—— Completely abandon your identity and rot on the streets, or simply commit suicide.

It can be called black humor.

In this turbulent and chaotic atmosphere, Toru Amuro and the others returned to the island country.

After getting off the plane, Tomo Amuro couldn't help showing a relaxed smile while listening to the familiar and long-lost Japanese.

Finally left that rotten bloody hell.

Lu Chuanguang, who was pushing the suitcase, also walked briskly.

The familiar air, the hometown he had been away for a long time, he thought he would never be able to return in this life.

Zhu Xingda is at the end.

He was the only one who didn't relax.

Island nations are certainly safer than the Balkans.

There will be no sudden cold guns here, and no rockets falling from the sky, but that doesn't mean there is no danger here.

Forest green eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

After a long journey, the passengers looked exhausted, passed through the customs inspection one by one, and left with their luggage.Nothing unusual.

The three of them mixed in the crowd, left the airport and entered the subway station.Nothing unusual.

The three youths in the dusty world entered the subway car and blended into the passing passengers without any violation.

Not right.

Zhu Xing frowned, the atmosphere in the carriage was not right.

The carriages that used to have a good space range have become very crowded, and the passengers who should have been full of vitality are either as indifferent as a wasteland or as silent as a volcano.

It shouldn't be.

Toru Amuro and Hikari Midorikawa also discovered the problem.

It's not that they are familiar with Tokyo people.

Tokyo is a city full of vigor, ambition, and vitality. The passengers in the car should not be like caged beasts, restless, desperate, and desperate.

Toru Amuro and Hikari Midorikawa exchanged a look.

The three of them approached tacitly, standing back to back in the shape of a character.

There was only the sound of rails rubbing against each other in the carriage, but nothing happened.

"Drip, drip, drip."

When the subway arrived at the station, a large number of passengers poured out of the door.

The accident happened at this moment.

"what--"

In the crowd that looked like sardines, someone suddenly let out a scream that didn't sound like a human voice.

The crowd dispersed with a bang, and the screaming person fell to the ground, with dark red blood splashing on the ground.

The man in the well-fitting suit struggled to reach out his hand, and a large amount of blood flowed out from under his body. He made two "hoo hoo" in his throat, and then there was no movement.

he died.