In Times Square, Zhang Changlin packed up all the corpses and placed them neatly on the ground of the square.
More than 4,000 people were lying in a dense crowd, with almost no place for anyone to stay. Zhang Changlin himself sat cross-legged among the crowd.
Close your eyes and wait for death.
Just now, when Zhang Changfeng and several others suddenly resurrected and appeared in front of the camera, and suddenly and uncharacteristically testified against Zhang Changlin, the network on Zhang Changlin's AP was suddenly disconnected, and he was keenly aware that the environment of the entire square had suddenly changed.
A mist that came from nowhere filled the square, covering the entire square.
The mist adhered to his skin, exuding a cold and slippery touch. As he breathed, it seeped into his trachea bit by bit and penetrated deep into his lungs, making each breath he took become heavier than the last.
This change is very slow, but there is no sign of decay.
Zhang Changlin secretly speculated that he would suffocate to death in less than half an hour.
He also tried to leave here, but found that he had lost his sense of direction in the fog and could not get out of the square.
This mist is probably also a kind of supernatural power?
Zhang Changlin looked down at his hands, and there were strands of golden energy swirling around in the middle of his hands.
This was something he suddenly realized when he was sorting out everyone's corpses.
For the first time, he knew that people themselves could also possess powers beyond common sense, just like the fog around them and the golden light in his hand.
Unfortunately, his enlightenment came too late, and the golden light was too weak to compete with the ubiquitous fog. What made him even more frustrated was that in the circulation of these golden lights, one or two gray-black spots would occasionally appear. These spots and the golden light eroded and offset each other, further weakening the power of the golden light.
"If you hadn't posted that video, but had chosen to hide somewhere by yourself, maybe you might have actually grown up."
An indistinguishable male and female voice came from behind. Zhang Changlin sat cross-legged on the ground and turned his head, and saw a tall and thin weirdo with a head as big as a watermelon coming behind him at some point.
Even in the middle of summer, this weirdo was still wearing a black windbreaker. When Zhang Changlin turned his head, he saw the sun shining directly behind him, making it difficult to open his eyes.
"Do you post a video like that to encourage more people to come here to find you, or do you want to gain more people's recognition and gain more telekinesis to improve your own strength?"
As the weirdo said this, he sat down next to Zhang Changlin and said, "But what you didn't expect was that it was self-defeating."
"These resentments and curses should make you feel very uncomfortable."
After listening to the weirdo's words, Zhang Changlin raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the sky.
In the colorful stream of light coming from all directions, some dark threads appeared inexplicably. These gray and black streams of light were actually mixed with the colorful streams of light from the beginning, but the number was so small at that time that they were almost invisible.
And now, their number has accounted for 30% of the total!
Along with the golden energy condensed by Zhang Changlin's hands, there were more black spots.
"Are you confused? You are obviously fighting for the interests of these working people and you are obviously a victim. Why are so many people resenting you?"
The weirdo held a straw in the corner of his mouth and took out his AP bracelet with a smile: "I'll show you something interesting——"
As he spoke, a web page was projected in front of Zhang Changlin.
["The massacred people come out to refute the rumors, are they coming back from the dead or have other secrets"]
["Those who were rumored to have died, bring their families to refute the rumors"]
["In order to defraud compensation, the unemployed were massacred by spreading rumors"]
One after another, he clicked on posts with "explosion" written on them, and the scene of Zhang Changfeng and several people accusing Zhang Changlin vividly appeared in front of him.
There were even family members and friends of each of them appearing together.
"Did you find someone to pretend to be?"
Zhang Changlin looked at the weirdo coldly and asked, "How did you bribe their families? With money? Or with threats?"
The corpses were placed in front of him now, and based on Zhang Changlin's understanding of Zhang Changfeng and several others, it was impossible for them to say such things.
Based on several points of view, it is obvious that Zhang Changfeng in front of the camera must be someone disguised by the city hall.
He could accept that the city hall would find someone to pretend to be Zhang Changfeng, but when he thought about the death of these people and their families being threatened by the city hall, the anger in Zhang Changlin's heart grew uncontrollably.
They just want to have a legal chance to survive in the city. Why are they in this situation where their families are ruined today?
We work hard without complaint, and we abide by the law, but they have a better substitute.
So, they don't need us anymore.
Things that are not needed are waste. Waste should be thrown into the garbage dump and swept out of civilized cities.
You should die peacefully!
But, you and I are both human beings, and we are both coming to this world for the first time. Why should I be the one who is going to die?
Just because your father is Li Gang?
Gray-black thoughts mixed with colorful streams of light continued to pour into Zhang Changlin's body. He felt that the hostility in his heart was also growing crazily.
Golden spiritual energy roamed uncontrollably on his body, and golden lightning flashed on and off in his eyes.
The stream of light that was constantly gathering from all around poured into his body at a faster speed, and a burst of spiritual pressure spread to the surroundings.
The weirdo frowned and said to himself: "It's about to get out of control again..."
Zhang Changlin turned his head sharply, staring at the weirdo with his golden pupils full of violent emotions. Then he suddenly reached out and grabbed the weirdo's neck and pulled him fiercely in front of him: "There is still justice in this world, right?"
"tell me!"
Zhang Changlin grabbed the weirdo's neck and his expression gradually became crazy: "In this world, the vast majority of people are law-abiding, right?"
"tell me!"
"The reason why we are eliminated by society is because we don't work hard enough, right?"
Zhang Changlin's expression became more and more exaggerated, and the out-of-control golden spiritual energy traveled throughout his body like an electric arc.
"Tell me!"
Just before he was about to lose control completely and explode with psychic energy, the weirdo in his hand suddenly sighed, and the whole person suddenly collapsed into a colorful bubble.
Seeing the person in his hand collapse into foam, Zhang Changlin's expression was confused.
As if he suddenly lost his memory, he froze in place. And the golden spiritual energy in his body that was about to go out of control gradually dissipated like the ebbing tide of a flood.
"I just……"
Zhang Changlin held his forehead with one hand, frowned and looked at the corpses all around him, and murmured uncertainly: "Are you too tired..."
"If you hadn't posted that video, but had chosen to hide somewhere by yourself, maybe you might have actually grown up."
An indistinguishable male and female voice came from behind. Zhang Changlin turned his head and saw——
A tall, thin man with a head as big as a watermelon came behind him at some point.
