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[Refreshing articles, men and women, the end of the world, super powers, quantum entanglement, Earth hegemony, both joy and sorrow, extremely enjoyable, science fiction] The end of the damn thing three hundred and twenty years later. On January 1st of the new year AD2341, the Rapid Advance team was defeated in the war where the rebel A. I. Armed forces exterminated the local colonies on Mars. The only human left who could escape was the leader of the male team [Glok] Glock, who captured a rebel fighting A. I. Named [Morte]. Female: synonymous with death. After being imprisoned by Glock in a metal chamber sealed from the outside world, she only announced her name and role: Morti. Exterminate all non A. I. Living creatures. When a human and a captured negative A. I. Spend a year returning to their home planet: Earth. What he saw in the distance was not a blue crystal ball, but a fiery red fireball that had been swallowed up by high-temperature flames. Most of the surface of the earth was engulfed. The appearance of the five continents and seven oceans turned into a vague sky filled with fireworks and possibly poisonous gas. Many ships that tried to escape were cremated the moment they rushed out of the atmosphere, and dots lit up the dark sky 30,000 meters in inner space like moths fighting a flame. Morty grinned and said: "When you have dozens of divisions of task forces heading to Mars, we also have countless Mort Squadrons of death battle angels rushing straight into your homeland... Hahaha."

A weak-sighted female teacher, a life-devouring ward in No. 13, A male nurse who looks like a guardian angel, a pervert who takes voyeuristic photos, a sadist who tortures and murders to the point of not taking revenge, a waste of life, and an uncontrollable death caused by loneliness.

In every high-concentration and difficult evaporation case, a master with a super handsome face and super bad skills needs to know the origins of oneself and the enemy and a high level of professional ethics to destroy flowers and slag with ruthless hands. This is an era of end times. Either the man dies or the woman dies. In a world where men's rights and women's rights compete for hegemony, who will win, love has become a weapon that transforms into killing. Whoever has a softer heart will be pushed into the incinerator.