Gate of Apocalypse

Chapter 450 [Sun Goku is gone]

Chapter 383 [Sun Wukong is gone]

There may generally be two situations where a group or a powerful force exists.

In the first case, the group suddenly emerged a group of outstanding talents, as if it were springshoots after the rain. Within the same time period, a group of outstanding talents gathered, relying on these people as backbone, these people clearly divided the labor, collaborated with each other, and grew the team. Typically, such situations of the same generation of talent are referred to in terms similar to “golden generation” in various fields. For example, during the Meiji New Era in Japan, a large number of famous names will be gathered in the same era, like the sons and daughters of pigs. If we turn the time forward for decades, or push it backwards for decades, we will not find a similar mass concentration of talent.

That's what the “golden generation” means.

The second scenario, where a group or power suddenly becomes powerful, is the emergence by itself of a super powerful man who is exceptional and far beyond his peers, who can easily hang and crush most other people of his time.

The most typical example is Goku.

Don't get me wrong, not with the one that will turn Super Saiyan, but with the monkey that keeps Tang Monk from taking the scriptures from the west.

By reason of the four-man group, the average strength of the team is simply second- and third-rate.

On the way to 9981, how many monsters were killed by Marshal Tianpeng and the curtain general? The biggest effect of these two goods is to give the Great Saint of Heaven a meat background plate.

If it hadn't been for that monkey, Tang Monk would have cooked 800 times.

With a superior expert sitting in town like Big Saint on the team, the rest of us can basically paddle behind.

Of course, there are also examples of the Argentine team and the Maradona of the '86 World Cup.

……

“So, what kind of knife or mountain or sea is it?” Chen Xiaoliang looked at Joey Peak with a calm eye.

“… the latter.” Joey Peak sighed and seemed helpless.

“You mean… your team is like… a group of four?” Chen Xiaoliang nodded, “Not bad. There must be four of us.” He suddenly smiled: “So who is Sun Wukong in the group of four? Who's Pig Ba Jie? ”

Qiao Yi Feng sighed: “Young, how poisonous is talking.” He looked at Chen Xiaoliang: “I'm just a loser, naturally it won't be Sun Wukong anymore. ”

“So who is your Monkey King? Or... just to be brief, since your team is in big trouble, that is, your Sun Wukong, is in trouble? ”

“… yes. ”

……

Big hall, cold corridor.

The walls are all ice cold metallic, hidden under cold lights, making the corridors filled with a boring cold smell.

Nicole's hands were stuck in her pants pockets, whistling and walking in.

At the end of the corridor, it's a small door.

Round doors are like Hobbit doors, but of course they're not that small, and they're not made of wood.

Nicole walked over, took the badge out of her pocket, paddled it on the scanner by the door, and soon the door split automatically, and Nicole walked in.

Inside the door, is a big room.

Like a basketball court, or a rounded arena.

In the middle is a wide flat floor with a long oval table sitting seven people on the table.

Seven projections, to be exact.

Interesting seating, one of the men, who looked about forty or fifty, sat at one end of the oval table, while the other six sat on the other side.

Looks like a courtroom!

Nicole is in a position to be surrounded by observation decks that are significantly higher than the central toy table, just like the audience seats in the stadium.

Nicole looked at the scene… there were already a lot of people in the audience, scattered around, about hundreds of numbers.

She saw familiar faces, familiar friends... and enemies.

Nicole sneered, searching for a corner, sitting in the corner of the highest level of the stand —— the closest place to the door.

The scene was already huge, with hundreds more sitting, and Nicole entered the door and sat in the corner, so not many people followed Nicole's arrival.

Even if someone sees Nicole, they don't care.

There are a lot of people in Zero City, some of them just like to change their appearance and even play Transformation, and there are all kinds of weirdos in every big team. So Nicole's arrival wasn't eye-catching.

Besides, this is the Lobby of the Senate - there can't be any outsiders in it!

You believe in the Zero City system, even more than you believe in your glasses and ears.

By the time Nico sat down, the next meeting seemed to have taken some time.

Atmosphere, not pleasant!

……

“So, what else do you have to say? According to the regulations, you have the right to file a complaint with the House of Lords. ”

Sitting on an elliptical table, on the side of six people, with a second person on his left hand opening.

This is a woman in a black robe with a metal patch on her face, her hair plated up, she couldn't tell how old she was, she just listened to the sound, and it seemed to have a metal feeling in her voice.

On the other side, the person sitting alone —— as if on a bench to be judged.

The man in his 40s suddenly looked up.

He had several headlines on his forehead and fishtail marks on the corners of his eyes. It has to be said that his appearance, if thrown outside, is definitely the kind of "handsome uncle” that makes little girls scream.

In the elongated eyes, as if there was a wise eye, the eyes were deep and calm.

Gently whispered the corner of his mouth, he opened his mouth and his voice was gentle and pleasant.

Between his eyebrows, it was as if he had a slight curl of books.

“What's the point of complaining now?” His eyes swept across the six men and shook his head gently.

The first person on the right spoke.

This is an old man, dry and thin, but his voice is full.

“I know you must be reluctant to accept such a decision, but... rules are rules, and Zero City can stand up to this day, by these rules, and each of us is bound by them, not only by you, but by all of us sitting here. ”

“Yes!” another senator said, his voice sharp and his tone faint: “You should be aware that Knife Mountain has lost almost all of its chips.

You've been underneath Zero City's internal mission three times in a row. One copy of Super-A has not been completed for one consecutive year. In addition, in our assessment, the Knife Mountain Fire Sea score fell to an all-time low.

The internal arena of the seven permanent teams, you are also on the bottom for six consecutive periods!

Blue Sea, I think it's time to give up! ”

……

“So, what's wrong with your Sun Wukong? ”

In another place, in the other room, Chen Xiaolian looked at Joy Peak and asked softly.

Joey Peak's face became ugly: “He... is gone. ”

“He?”

“Our captain.” Joey Peak grins bitterly: “If you say who is Sun Wukong of our team, then... it's him! ”

“The captain's gone? I don't understand.”

“Gone is gone! A few years ago, he suddenly disappeared, left, disappeared, anyone knows where he went. All we know is that before he leaves, he says he's going to look for something. ”

“Something? ”

“He said… he was going to find an umbrella. ”

……