I don’t know when this apocalypse will end, and whether humans can continue to survive on this planet.
The Chairman's expression changed instantly after listening to Duke Amos's words.
The changes in the world were far beyond his control.
He didn't know what the world would look like in a few months.
If it is true as Duke Amos said, can the Heart of the Ocean really save this deteriorating world?
"Are you really sure that the Heart of the Ocean can save the world?"
The Chairman looked very solemn.
Once this decision is made, it will determine the future destiny of mankind and the direction of the entire world.
He does not wish for the destruction of mankind, nor does he wish for the destruction of this world.
"Yes, I am 90% sure."
Duke Amos did not speak absolutely.
Speaking too absolutely will always be counterproductive.
The Chairman shook his head, stared straight into Duke Amos's sapphire-like eyes, and said word by word: "What I want is not ninety percent sure, what I want is one hundred, one percent.
Hundred, do you understand?”
Duke Amos' pupils shrank slightly, and he said with a pious face: "If I can get help from the Chairman, I will be 100% sure."
If he could find the heart of the ocean by his own ability, he would not come to the chairman of the army long ago.
"Okay, as long as you can help mankind survive this apocalypse, if there is anything we can do to help, just ask."
Saving the world is an urgent matter.
As the supreme leader of mankind, he naturally has to work for the benefit of mankind.
Duke Amos' lips curled up slightly, what he was waiting for was the Chairman's words.
"Okay, Sir, Duke Amos will not let you down."
After the meeting, Duke Amos got into a luxurious black extended-length Lincoln car, followed by a dozen bodyguards dressed in black.
Devil's Castle Sitting on the gorgeous throne is a man who exudes evil energy.
The man is wearing a high-end custom-made suit.
The cuffs and collar of the suit are engraved with golden patterns.
The man has his legs crossed and his slender right hand is holding a tall glass. , there is bright red liquid in the glass.
"Earl, my subordinate has failed to live up to your expectations, please punish me."
An ugly-looking bat guard knelt on one knee, with only one of his two wings left behind him.
The man's long silver hair slanted to his side like a waterfall.
His face was pale and there was no trace of strangers in it.
His red-purple pupils exuded a strange light and fell on the bat guard casually.
The well-jointed fingers tapped the armrest of the throne rhythmically, and the beautiful wine glass was gently shaken with the right hand.
The red juice inside rippled.
There was a silver skull ring on the middle finger of the right hand.
"I, Count Dracula, never raise useless people."
The faint words came out from two thin lips, making the already cold castle seem even colder.
"Earl, please spare my life."
The bat guard ignored his wounds and begged for mercy.
"Take him down."
Count Dracula stood up.
The moonlight outside the window stretched the shadow of his tall body very long.
He turned around and listened to the bat guard being dragged down.
Count Dracula's lips curled up slightly and he took a sip of the bright red juice.
His thin lips looked even more gorgeous. oshow7: