DC Tyrant

Nevada, the town of Ston.

The town here is ordinary and ordinary, just like many other towns, there are no prominent buildings, scenery, places of interest.

The giant sequoia forest in the distance of the town can be regarded as a unique scenery.

The giant sequoia is the thickest of all trees, with a record as high as 110 meters.

In the giant sequoia forest not far from the town, there are no giant sequoias that are 100 meters high, but the ones that are 60 to 70 meters tall are as numerous as stars, standing continuously in the woods.

The houses in the town are also mostly made of giant sequoia trees and reinforced.

The logging tide that has been rising in the town never recedes. When a family needs to reinforce their houses, make fences, and burn firewood for heating, a group of energetic middle-aged people will cut down the wood.

The 60-meter-high giant sequoia trees that could be surrounded by four or five people were cut down to the ground, the giant trees that fell from the sky, and the splashed soil caused the ground to vibrate so much that they could trip over the giants. of great success.

The wood of giant sequoia is resistant to decay, but it is easy to crack and brittle, so it is not suitable for building materials!

Looking through the window, watching the sawn-in chunks of wood pulled past his door, Mike silently despised these less-informed villagers. Although they helped build his own house, it didn't stop him. In his heart he looked down on these people.

But he didn't know that the wood of the giant sequoia was crushed into pulp, and then the wood produced by synthesis was not easy to rot and had strong pressure resistance.

He opened the door and came out with a sigh of relief after all the sawn-in-large pieces of wood passed through his door.

These lumberjacks are not newsworthy at all, and every time they see them, they will drive something like 'Mike grew up. ''Mike has something to offer. ' 'Mike is a journalist. ' 'Mike, you should interview the town, there is warmth in the bland. ’

So Mike didn't want to greet them, their enthusiasm Mike didn't want to understand.

Ghosts know in their minds what good interviews are there for the blandness of this small town of Ston.

If he hadn't come back from vacation to visit relatives, he wouldn't have set foot in this town that was not newsworthy at all.

I should interview business tycoons, celebrities and singers in Nassino, and write about the Pulitzer Prize winners; A shining star of tomorrow.

He expected that this moment would not be too far away, and the fiery fantasy in his heart was looking forward to it.

It was as if God was perfecting him.

When the sun sets in the west, the sunset gradually turns into night, and the stars begin to shine.

A streamer arced across the dark night sky.

"meteor?"

Mike put his hands in the pockets of the black sweater and looked up at the streamer. The meteor seemed to be very close, and his vision seemed to see the blurred outline, the blazing heat that rushed down against the red airflow at the front.

Suddenly, the meteorite, which he thought was a meteor, made an explosion sound in the next blink of an eye. The sound shook Mike's body and was startled.

Immediately, thick black smoke appeared from the tail of the 'Meteor', and it was just in front of Mike's eyes, slanting and whirring into the giant sequoia forest.

Mike's staring eyes followed the direction of the meteor, the giant sequoia forest emitted violent black smoke, and the 'meteor' apparently fell into the giant sequoia forest, rubbed the giant sequoia tree and hit it down, the sour rubbing of the teeth. The sound, he could imagine how intense it was.

The rumbling explosion woke the town at night.

"That's a meteor!"

"A meteor smashed into the giant sequoia forest under fire."

"Call the fire brigade and notify the police station."

"Notify all people in all towns that there is a possibility of wildfires."

"The giant sequoia forest is not far from the town, and there may be wildfires spreading over, and all the town personnel are ready to stay away at any time."

The experienced middle-aged man shouted loudly, instructing the people who came out of the house to avoid possible wildfire outbreaks.

The giant sequoia itself is flammable, and it is not easy to burn, but this kind of mountain fire often burns from the plants next to the giant sequoia and spreads to the towns where most of the wooden houses are built, which is a disaster.

The black smoke rising from the giant sequoia forest made the town panic.

Mike's body jolted, it was definitely not a meteorite, as for what it was, it was unknown.

This is most likely a new thing, he has a feeling, from the tentacles of the new reporters of the Nashinuo Daily!

The Pulitzer Prize was calling out to him, and his heart was burning.

His skin was puckered, trembling with excitement, and the fiery excitement in his heart steamed his body,

He pulled his hands out of the pockets of his sweater, and ran back towards his house, ignoring the crowd who were preparing to evacuate and the middle-aged people who shouted loudly for him to hurry and inform others.

The giant sequoia forest with black smoke is most likely not burning. The black smoke is the thick smoke gas caused by the mechanical explosion, not the smoke from burning plants.

He panted and opened the door, ran to his room, took out his precious Pentax K1000 camera from the closet, quickly placed the film into the film, and hung it around his neck, before it was too late to say goodbye to his parents, he jumped down in three or two steps anxiously. Stairs, pull the mountain bike out of the garage.

The sour footsteps couldn't stop his excitement. He stepped on the new mountain bike desperately, exhaling heavily, excitedly watching the smoky giant cedar rush past, panicked behind him. The town was thrown away by his flushed face with excitement.

The closer he got to the giant sequoia forest, the more certain he was that the wildfire did not spread; the thick black smoke was just the smoke from the mechanical explosion.

Approaching the destination, on the hillside where mountain bikes are difficult to reach, he directly abandons the mountain bike. The soreness of his hands and feet has been supported by the adrenaline generated by his excitement. He usually does not exercise much. He burst out with endless power.

His palms and knees were worn and bleeding up the hill, and he almost slipped and shoveled down, all of which were forced up by his excitement.

After running deep into the soft dirt road, until the hands and feet felt numb, that was the result of exceeding the upper limit of fatigue, and the result of transitional exercise; tomorrow, I will definitely have back pain, which makes people want to just lie on the bed.

The last time he was in this situation was when he competed in rugby at Nashinuo City University without admitting defeat, and was beaten in a mess.

And this time, he was not disappointed.

As he expected, the Pulitzer Prize for journalism was already beckoning to him, a discovery that was enough to win the Pulitzer Prize for journalism.

The bark of the huge giant sequoia was shaved off, revealing the deep flesh inside.

He held his breath and stared at the white spaceship that was emitting black smoke violently. It had an unusually futuristic sci-fi aesthetic. Half of it was already charred, emitting billowing black smoke. There were scattered sparks around it, and no mountain fires were formed.

A person was half-hanging on the sci-fi spaceship. The rough landing of the spaceship made him fall into a coma. The appearance of mixed Chinese and Western blood gave him a different kind of beauty, and the deep knife marks on the left cheek showed a cold temperament.

This is a tough man with a different kind of charm, and I am afraid that he will fascinate the goblins of Nashinuo City University.

Mike stepped forward, trying to save people, but was choked by the smoke and kept coughing and backed away, covered his mouth with tears from the corners of his eyes, and only woke up when he touched the camera hanging on his chest.

"Who are you saving! Let's take a picture first."

He quickly held the camera close to his eyes, and started to take pictures with a 'click'. Every sound of the film rolling made him indulge in Pulitzer's fantasy.

The sound of the camera taking pictures made him complain a lot. If he knew that he would not go on a date, he should have bought the latest Canon A-1 camera; now the new photographer Pentax K1000 camera in his hand has no auto metering and auto focus. I am really sorry. Winner of his own Pulitzer Prize for journalism.

Until the end of the film, he still licked his chapped lips.

At this time, he remembered to save people.

The smoke cleared a lot. He walked to a corner and fanned the black smoke, trying to pull out the man hanging on the spaceship.

"Good weight!"

Mike took his hand, and when he pulled hard, he realized that he couldn't pull him, he was as heavy as a piece of iron.

It wasn't that something was blocking his body, but that the man's body was as heavy as iron. Mike was surprised to find that he had the power to suckle, pulling him still.

"This is definitely not the weight of an earthling, he is not an earthling!"

Mike looked at the man hanging on the spaceship in shock.

Suddenly, silently.

Dark figures appeared in the woods, surrounding the area.

Mike was startled, only to see a tall and strong man in the uniform of an army colonel appear.

Seeing that it was a soldier guarding the country, Mike breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said hello: "Come and help, he's so heavy, he doesn't look like an earthling."

Colonel Slade stared at the man hanging on the alien spaceship. Is this an alien? Exactly the same as human appearance!

He stepped forward, but in the blink of an eye, he stepped in front of Mike. In Mike's unbelievable and shocked pupils, the knife in his right hand was extremely fast, and a blurred phantom flashed in the dark night, hitting his aorta and using force Just right knocked him out.