[Part 1·Guest]
In the cabinet of the Five Kings Council at Nine Realms Station, there is a plate map spanning the Eurasian continent, reaching up to the Arctic Circle of Iceland, Canada on the other side of the earth, and down to the Latin American coast of the Atlantic Ocean.
This is the area currently covered by the Abyss Railway——
——Not only the length and width of the traditional region, but also uncovering it and dividing it into a three-dimensional picture according to different stratigraphic heights, it is the countless dust stars lit up by the railway network, ninety-nine regions, more than a thousand cities, counties, Villages, towns, settlements. In the mouth of the waiter, these stations are called [Star Boundary Nodes].
According to the census data from 2005, the total population living in the underground world is as high as 600 million. This number may be exaggerated, considering that the total number of residents on the surface of the earth is only over 7 billion.
But in the underground world with a structure similar to an orange peel honeycomb, the land is vast and vast. As long as a suitable habitat can be found in the complex and changeable strata, the seeds of civilization can be sown immediately. Starting from 200 BC, under the special preferential treatment of BOSS, a large number of immigrants took the cattle, sheep, cats and dogs from the mortal world to the deep caves for refuge.
Most of them are losers who were eliminated by war in the mortal world, people who were almost exterminated in the selection ceremony of civilization.
After such a long and slow colonial development, the railways connected remote and desolate underground cities, and eventually became the hometown of psychics in modern society.
"After the Cuban Missile Crisis, the Philosopher Foundation signed the "Crown Convention" with us - this is a lock." BOSS talked to the cabinet team about the peace and friendship agreement half a century ago, "I know that among you There are many people who have contacts with the United Nations."
The underground world has long since become a huge economy and political union, but it is not named after a country or a federation.
At this moment, in the relatively spacious room of the cabinet, there are more than fifty administrative officials from various transportation departments gathered. When they were born, like the previous chief of staff of the transportation department, they were children blessed by Ao Ruimingde. .
"You may be wondering why I am talking about the Crown Convention at this juncture - has anyone read this white paper?"
The "Crown Convention" refers to the Cold War, when the Soviet Union and the United States were competing for hegemony. There was a rush to return to the city in the underground world. Talents in the economy, scientific research, industry, agriculture, etc. who originally belonged to the underground, including psychic scholars and military scholars, returned to the surface. Participate in the biggest battle of excellence in human history.
In this general context, the Philosopher Foundation, as the representative of all mankind on Blue Star, signed an agreement with the Underground Transportation Bureau and the governors headed by Ao Mingde to exchange materials, talent, transportation, introduction of technology, etc. for the purpose of peace and friendship. Agreement on equal conditions.
The whole book is briefly explained in summary——
——To translate it in vernacular, it means that human beings may have to finish under the nuclear threat, but the underground city of Aohen Mingde is almost another ecological circle and another set of social systems.
Because Aohun Mingde is not a human being, he has no humanity or human rights. In order to expand the territory of the underground world, this evil beast will use unconventional means, which is a destabilizing factor for humans. It is very likely to participate in bipolar disputes and provoke hot and nuclear wars. To this end, it was agreed in advance that after the total population of the underground world exceeds 500 million in absolute terms, and the developable arable land, urban land, water resources, rare earth resources, oil deposits, precious metals and other resources meet certain standards - the Philosopher Foundation will Gradually withdraw armed aid to the underworld.
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The "Crown Convention" came into effect more than forty years ago. This is also the main reason why heavy firepower equipment and nuclear facilities in the vast and sparsely populated underground world have gradually ceased operations. The current human camp on the surface does not want to see the next superpower, and it is a superpower with disaster beasts as its brains and never afraid of nuclear deterrence.
BOSS said unhurriedly: "We have been farming for more than fifty years, and my family has a little money. After the harvest season, I want to have a fight with the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult, and the young generals are also going into battle - the surface of the earth The transportation capacity between the underground and the underground is limited. Due to the existence of the "Crown Convention", guns, ammunition, oil, tanks and artillery cannot be counted on. But fortunately, we can build them ourselves. However, there is a saying that when fighting against the outside world, we must first secure the inside, not to mention the crazy butterfly. The cultists of the Holy Religion are essentially a group of parasites living in human society."
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Black Cat waved his pointer, tapped the map, and emphasized loudly with his cabinet team.
"The failure of the Soviet Union has taught us a lesson. The most powerful fortress is often breached from within - I would like to remind all colleagues in the cabinet that you may have heard of the tragedy of the Van Persie family, which was a hundred The managers of a big city with a population of more than 600,000 people just say it’s gone.”
When BOSS talked about this matter, many scholars who were whispering immediately fell silent in unison.
"That's what I think. You also have family, clan power, and maybe you are connected with the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult. But who can make mistakes without being a saint?"
As he spoke, his beard twitched, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Over the past thirty years, I have regarded your family as the backbone members of regional construction, the outstanding leaders of the city's take-off, and the navigators who lit the torch of civilization - heroes."
"Now I want to send a signal. To put it simply, I have drawn a lot of good stuff in the card pool recently. Moreover, the promotion ceremony of the harvest season gave birth to five kings. I feel like I can do it again - unlike half a dozen A century ago, there were not even a few good cards available in this business simulation game. Now that I think the face A has passed, I will check with the 25 boys in the team in advance."
"if you..."
BOSS's eyes were sly, he glanced at the team of ministers and spoke word by word.
"If you are still lucky, you can use mind control hypnosis combined with drugs to deceive Victor's review. If you still have a little selfishness, you want to cooperate with Blood Butterfly's zero platform to make money, and you want to get it from me. To a one-and-a-half-pay job—I want to say something very simple at this juncture."
"Even if we continue to implement the "Crown Convention" agreement and do not need heavy firepower support from the surface, your boss now has enough confidence to slowly eradicate the rotten cancer parasitic in the Transportation Department and various districts."
After finishing this, I explained it emphatically as if I was afraid that the cabinet team would not understand.
"Don't misunderstand me..."
"Don't ever think about returning to your vassal and continuing to be the local emperor. I can't control you because of the long distances. Don't think so. District 48 is just the first stop - it has eleven thousand four hundred people. Twenty-one positions have been replaced by new people."
Within half a year, all old accounts related to the area around Clearwater Bay were settled one by one.
Its drug-making workshop has turned into sixteen pharmaceutical companies of varying sizes. After the Redstone people entered the scene, they laid the foundations of three steel-making plants for the next armament process. They are expected to be completed and put into production in eight months. .
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After saying bad things, BOSS began to say good things to his confidants, talking about the vision for the future, about people's livelihood and scientific research that are stabilizing and improving, and about the progress of exploring unknown lands.
After the business was done, the king hunter saw the energetic cat nibbling French fries. The lady also felt happy and came to the boss humming a folk song.
"What are the Yellowstone people doing recently?"
The King Hunter immediately replied: "Are you worried about the Van Persie family's revenge on the unknown?"
BOSS: "Yes, it's time for Jiang Xueming to go to work. I have arranged so many tasks for him. He rested in Galahad for more than half a year. After marrying 9527, his next destination is District 51. ..”
"I'm sorry, BOSS." The king hunter looked embarrassed: "In Area 51, Eureka Volcano City, Platform Zero is gone."
BOSS looked puzzled: "Why?!"
King Hunter: "Maybe someone leaked the news."
Eureka Volcano City in District 51 is a large city with a crime rate comparable to that of Clearwater Bay in District 48. It is a sinful city where blood butterfly loan sharks make their fortune and trade in organs to obtain Lady White's products. A large number of scavengers gather here, and human trafficking crimes abound.
As early as half a year ago, Xueming asked Brother Li to go to the 51st District to set up a lookout and collect intelligence. Informants from the Gate of Wonders and Kuai Dao are also operating in this area.
BOSS: "I'm afraid the sentry who snooped out the information was caught."
King Hunter: "According to Jiang Xueming's informant Laisli - getting on the line with the local newsboy in Yinbailey, two months later, the local Blood Butterfly gang and Platform Zero seemed to have disappeared from the world."
BOSS: "Is there such a thing?"
King Hunter: "After receiving the news of the unknown expedition, I ran away with the zombie train overnight."
BOSS: "Hiss...***hell..."
"After all..." The King Hunter thought for a while: "After all, your execution of Lawrence Madison was broadcast live on all channels in the region and lasted for three hours - the people of the Crazy Butterfly Cult may not be afraid of death. , but this kind of punishment that cannot be used on all-age channels has a very amazing deterrent effect."
BOSS covered his face, looking troubled.
King Hunter: "Do you want to change the mission target for Gunsmith?"
BOSS shook his head, feeling that things were not simple.
"No, the enemies lurking in Eureka Volcano have definitely not gone far - these wolves who are used to eating big fish and meat will never turn into dogs that pick up shit in the wilderness. Carrying a zombie train and running away overnight? I don't believe it. , it sounds more like he is avoiding the limelight and will come back after a while.”
Saying this——
——The BOSS jumped on the King Hunter's shoulder and leaned into the waiter's ear.
"What request did my dear King of War make to you?"
The King Hunter immediately replied: "Jiang Xueming has been teaching since he went to Balasong. He has no special requirements. He is not short of money to spend..."
BOSS: "Nothing else?"
The King Hunter thought for a while and carefully recalled what Xueming had said.
"Oh, there's one thing. During the last street fight in Clearwater Bay, he was short of firepower and carried too little ammunition, so he had to hand over the enemy's weapons for the final battle. Morpho's clothes were heavy armor. There is no way to increase the bomb load, and he hopes we can solve this problem."
BOSS: "Can I build him an exoskeleton?"
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The king hunter has a richer knowledge base in this area than the BOSS.
"No, if you want to add mounts and configure an exoskeleton, this is putting the cart before the horse. Whether they are gunsmiths or Glory, they are elite units specializing in lurking and sabotaging assassination attacks. This is not what he wants Yes, they will only wear the Morpho Clothes when facing a decisive battle."
BOSS: "Then tell me, what's the solution?"
The king hunter leaned close to the BOSS's ear and whispered: "I need you to speak up personally and tell the Wolf Mother - Anonymous needs military dogs."
BOSS suddenly realized: "Oh! Oh oh oh!"
"This little baby has to be raised by the gunsmith himself." King Hunter said: "It can disguise itself as a pet to avoid enemy searches, and it can also load ammunition and equipment. It is a trustworthy comrade."
The BOSS leaned close to the waiter's ear, showed an evil and ferocious expression, and threw all the fries aside.
"Tell Jiang Xueming, the French fries don't taste good. I want to eat fish."
King Hunter: "It's not over, is it? Have you started watching TV series recently?"
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[Part·King Soil]
At this moment, after six rounds of competition, students from various grade groups have been sent to the field to participate in the finals at the suburban venue of Magic City Balazon.
In an inconspicuous wand workshop on Long Street of Fool's Square, you can see two distinguished guests just ascending to the second floor compartment and entering the private VIP room after entering from the main entrance.
The fat boss has just finished making a set of jewelry. They are all relatively cheap, and the quality of pyroxene jewelry is two grades lower than that of Lingweng. They are all sold to passengers as spare psychic items, and some passengers who have lost pyroxene use them as pawns. Purchase a ticket with a pass.
He wiped his hands on the apron and took off his work apron. For fear of neglecting the distinguished guests, he took three steps at a time and then two steps at a time to reach the door. He turned over the notice board outside and turned it into closed for business. He refused to accept customers. mean.
After finding two tea products that he had collected for many years from the back room, the fat boss staggered up the stairs.
, was about to knock on the door——
——The guest at the door seemed to have foresight, opened the door, and put his palm on the fat boss's gift box.
The customer looked to be about thirty years old, with a typical Japanese man's figure and appearance, with a fresh hairstyle and simple clothing. He had nasolabial folds, was thin and clean, and originally held a sword in his hand. He put down the sword after entering the VIP room on the second floor.
This distinguished guest spoke Croatian to the boss——
"——Thank you, I like tea. But this gift is too expensive, so I won't use it."
The fat boss was a little confused when he heard the language of his hometown.
The Japanese customer pointed to the fabrics in the magic wand store and talked about the particularity of lace.
"Aloe vera white silk lace, I recognize this thing and can speak a little bit of your language."
The fat boss suddenly realized: "Oh! Oh oh oh!"
But the boss still refused to leave. He knew that the origins of these two guests today were not simple. He took out the truffles and tea that had been treasured for many years to seek a relationship.
In addition to this Japanese guest, another big shot comes from the Van Persie family in Huangshi. His tie and cuffs have the family crest.
Another cold and hoarse voice came from the room, asking in Japanese——
"—Ishimura, what's going on?"
Mr. Ishimura responded immediately: "It's the store manager who's here to deliver the gift."
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"Take it and let him wait on the first floor."
The store manager watched eagerly as the gifts were delivered to the room, and finally left with satisfaction.
Mr. Ishimura returned to the house and gathered in front of the tea table with his friends to talk.
On the other side of the teahouse is Robben Van Persie’s brother-in-law, Lyndon Van Persie.
The prosecutor general has lost his glory and has joined the camp of the Eternal Alliance, wandering among the ranks of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult and various middlemen.
He played with the regimental badge of the Traffic Department, and then took out another badge, which was also a token of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult.
The relief on the terracotta medal is a skull-shaped Cupid——
——It’s called [Love God Mercy Society].
Mr. Linden and Ishimura said.
"Since I joined the Mercy Society, the president told me not to cause trouble. The fusion time between the body and the holy blood is too short, so don't take risks."
Mr. Ishimura: "Why did Mr. Linden risk his life and come to Balasong?"
Linden gritted his teeth and said, "I want to ask someone to deal with the gunsmith - the nameless eldest sister who massacred my sister's family. I think the gunsmith and a girl named Jiang Bailu look so similar to Glory. They They must be brother and sister, I want revenge."
Mr. Ishimura's expression became sad, as if he was mentioning Linden's sadness.
"I was rude."
Lyndon raised his head and saw that the lights in the VIP room illuminated his red and blue eyes. It seemed that the compatibility with the holy blood of Meng En was not very good, and it took time to adjust to the physical body.
"It doesn't matter..."
Mr. Ishimura then asked, "I remember Mr. Linden asked someone from the school, right?"
"Simmons, this useless loser..." Lyndon cursed: "He was promoted by my great-grandfather. He has received favors from my family, but he refuses to do things for me."
"Let's not mention that this kindness has been separated for so many generations. You want a teacher in the school to kill someone in front of the children." Mr. Ishimura said with a smile: "This is inappropriate."
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The smile disappeared too.
Linden immediately changed his statement: "How much does it cost?"
Ishimura: "Six billion, and I don't guarantee that I can complete this thing."
This price gave Linden a hard time——
——He doesn’t have that much money, and according to Shi Cun, he may lose both his efforts and his wealth.
"Then kill his students, kill his relatives and friends, kill the few children whom Anonymous has focused on training, and kill that Jiang Bailu."
Ishimura took out the calculator from his arms and asked.
"Who are they specifically? I can settle the accounts."
Lin Deng's face twitched and he suppressed his anger, "Mr. Ishimura, are you and I going to have to settle our friendship with money like this?"
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Ishimura said with a smile, "How about you go by yourself? I'll help Mr. Linden design an escape route for you?"
"No... no no no..." Linden immediately changed his mind, "Only you can complete it. Your soul power [KINGDOM·王地] is most suitable for setting up ambush and assassination. I have to go back to the Mercy Society tonight to return the favor." There is a lot of legal work waiting for me to do, and I can’t die here.”
Mr. Ishimura stood up, took his saber, and sent Linden to the door.
"Then wait for the news from Mr. Linden. PAL, VISA, Alipay, etc. are all acceptable."
When Linden heard this and went downstairs, he almost fell to death——
——He turned around and glared hard at this old friend. When he originally joined the Mercy Society, Mr. Ishimura was known by the members as a cruel and cunning pervert who liked to kill his enemies. He thought he had just joined the dark path and found him immediately. Bosom friend.
Accompanied by the fat boss's nodding and flattering farewell, Linden put on a mask and left in a hurry, fearing that his true identity would be exposed in the lair of the Green Gold Guards.
Mr. Ishimura walked down slowly holding the gift box. The truffles and tea products were not touched. He returned them intact to the boss and pushed them to the counter.
"Don't you want it? Don't you want this gift from the Van Persie family?" The fat boss was quite surprised.
Mr. Ishimura smiled and said, "Maybe it's not to my liking."
The fat boss looked at the figures retreating outside the house and was too embarrassed to chase after him. He said to Mr. Ishimura, "Why don't you accept the guest?"
The words have not yet fallen——
——Ishimura suddenly had an idea of his body, and a thick, moist and sticky fleshy whisker emerged from the dense mist. The whisker was not like a cephalopod, it had no suckers, and was as thick as an adult man's thigh. In an instant, Pull the fat boss into the thick fog and disappear.
"You really don't know any manners..."
The smile on Mr. Ishimura's face disappeared, and his eyes that were originally narrowed widened.
"Why is this guy so arrogant! Give me something that no one else wants as a treasure!?"
The sharp yellow teeth in his mouth were exposed, and there were patches of salt stains on his forehead, as if his anger had been accumulated to the limit, stimulating the sweat secreted by his physical body, and was instantly evaporated by the high temperature of the blood-granted body.
"Linden! If the president hadn't ordered me to take good care of you - where did you get the courage to get angry at me?! You actually asked me...you actually asked me to kill the gunsmith!?"
Mr. Ishimura scratched his heart and lungs, and dug his fingers into his neck. Blood spurted out from his lymphatic and blood vessels, and his fingernails were filled with mud.
"Don't you know! I've never been good at dealing with strong people?! I'm so scared! I'm so scared! I was reviewing Anonymous' combat records in the conference room and watching the video materials. I almost wet my pants with fear! but..."
At this point, Mr. Ishimura seemed to have finished complaining. He found a broom and mop from the store and cleaned up the blood and skin flakes on the floor bit by bit. The scar on his neck has recovered as before, and his powerful healing ability is his life-protecting talisman.
"But you asked me to kill his students, which suits me very well - my favorite thing to do is to bully the weak! Hehehehe..."
After half an hour of cleaning, Mr. Ishimura helped the fat boss wipe off all the dust on the counter, polished the wands on the display table one by one, waxed the wooden table, and polished the original
The dirty shop was kept spotless.
Satisfied, Mr. Ishimura left the wand workshop.
He came to the alley, looked around to make sure there were no surveillance cameras around, and finally called out Hun Wei's real name.
"[KINGDOM · KINGDOM]!——"
The pink mist appeared again, and a round shadow two meters in size appeared from the dense fog. It gradually emerged, resembling a snail's shell.
The body of the fat boss fell from the shell——
——The corpse was skinned, and most of the skin, brain, liver, and hair had been taken away. The death state was very strange. There were six bullet holes in his chest and he was shot to death.
Mr. Ishimura took back the spirit body, left the body to stink and rot in the ditch in the alley, and hurriedly left the long street of Fool's Square.
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