Just after noon, the hover car slowly parked on the roof of the Chamber of Commerce.
"35 million watts is almost as big as the senior cadres of the resistance."
Seeing the car door slowly opening, Song Lan reminded "Xiuwu" that they had established a written agreement. If "Xiuwu" insisted on violating the agreement, then he would have no choice but to reluctantly accept the 35 million watts.
Based on his current salary, this is undoubtedly a huge sum of money, which greatly alleviates the problem of rising housing prices in the 17th District.
He also took a look at the splendidly decorated building, and secretly thought that this place was indeed the gold mining holy land in people's eyes. It had only been a day since he arrived, and he had already made a fortune through fraudulent... well, legal business practices.
"I have no money."
"Nothing" said, "But I heard that a lot of rebels have come to the oasis recently. You come down first, and then I will capture a few and exchange them for money."
In fact, the Chamber of Commerce will solve any needs for him, and he does not have a detailed understanding of human currency.
He felt absolutely no guilt about it.
From ancient times to the present, before the destruction of the upper world, the "lower world" has been their chessboard. Not to mention the fate of one or two people, there are also many cases of wars caused by disagreements.
Religious wars, witch hunts...
Any decision will often end with the bloodshed and destruction of one party.
"And I guarantee you'll be interested in what's coming next."
"you sure?"
"certainly."
"Then let's make a bet."
Song Lan stood up and said, "If you can come up with something I'm interested in, I won't charge you any money. On the contrary, if you can't come up with it, you have to pay me double the liquidated damages."
"Don't think I didn't see the look in your eyes just now!"
"Nothingness" shouted, "Do you think my believers opened a chamber of commerce and just stared at me alone? The chamber of commerce belongs to them, and I rarely interact with them!"
When he traveled to the "outside world", he heard more than once about the viciousness of the fraud gangs. They would never let go of their prey easily. They would never be satisfied with just extorting a sum of money, but would drain their prey dry. Many victims Driven by them, everyone owed huge loans.
Now it seems so.
"This is the consequence of forcing me to leave the air-conditioned room on a hot day. I came here with you just for the sake of being a friend."
Song Lan said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Don't look at me like a fraudster. You should understand this as the cost of hiring an expert. It's hard to hire an expert like me."
He has a clear conscience and tells the truth.
In this weather of over 37 degrees, no one except Lu Xiang could force him to leave the air-conditioned room.
If someone else comes instead of "Nothingness", not only will he not be able to be called out, but he may win the grand prize of "The Heart-piercing Knife".
"Hmph, just bet."
One after another, the two passed through the verification passage on the top floor and went down the stairs.
The reason for taking the stairs was that the elevator of the Chamber of Commerce was in malfunction, and the whole building was unusually quiet. There was no lively scene of the Chamber of Commerce at all, which made Song Lan suspicious.
Could it be that the followers of "Nihility" have mismanaged the business, causing the Chamber of Commerce to be on the verge of bankruptcy?
Fortunately, the scene in the lobby quickly overturned Song Lan's guess, and they quickly understood the reason why the elevator was malfunctioning and the chamber of commerce was so quiet.
"I was shocked. It turned out that it was just a robber."
"Nothing" finally felt relieved. He and Song Lan stood on the second floor, watching through the glass as the robbers took control of the people on the first floor, handcuffed them, and gathered them together.
However, this scene made Song Lan's eyes darken.
When the robbers appeared, his record of 21 hours and 23 minutes was shattered!
The next actions of the Chamber of Commerce security guards also proved that this was by no means an ordinary bank robbery. A security guard who thought he had found a flaw took out the dagger hidden in his waist and pounced on the nearest gangster.
In the security guard's conception, the next plot should be that he slit the robber's throat, took the other person's gun, and shot the other criminals one by one before they could react, making them pay for their actions.
The first step of the plan did work.
The sharp dagger stabbed the robber's throat.
"Nothing" boasted to him on the hovercar that the security personnel hired by the Chamber of Commerce were all top-notch experts. In a place like the Oasis, security work was one of the council's top concerns.
The security guard's movements were smooth and smooth, and also sent a signal to other colleagues who were ready to go.
As if they had agreed beforehand, the security guards all burst into action at the same time.
But their plan ultimately failed to proceed to the next step.
The robber whose throat was slit spewed out a large amount of blood. When the viscous liquid fell to the ground, bubbles rolled up, and the pungent smell spread all the way to the second floor.
The security guard was stunned for a moment, and then he was surprised to find that he could not pull out the dagger. There seemed to be something wrapped around the blade of the robber's severed neck.
"You shouldn't do this."
The robber obviously didn't speak, but his voice went straight to the depths of his mind.
It was a language he had never heard before, but strangely he understood what they meant.
He finally saw clearly the reason why he couldn't move his hand. Tentacle-like objects grew out of the broken neck, spreading from the blade to his wrist.
It feels dry and cold to the touch.
The robber who was supposed to be dead turned his head 180°.
More tentacles grew out of his open mouth, and then there were eyes and ear holes.
Before the security guard could make any sound, his entire face was wrapped in tentacles. They penetrated the security guard's features like parasites until they extended into his brain.
The whole process lasted about thirty seconds. During this period, no one dared to move or even make a sound.
When the tentacles let go of the security guard, his body first fell to the ground. After a moment, he suddenly stumbled up again, lowered his head, and walked towards the vault like a zombie.
"If you don't take action, all your people will die."
Song Lan had to remind "Nothingness".
Facing these sudden monsters, he looked excited.
"I didn't expect to encounter robbers. It was really a worthwhile trip."
He didn't care about the life or death of these security guards. What really made him happy was the "resurrection" action of the security guards - he walked straight to the vault, where the things he wanted to show Song Lan were kept by the Chamber of Commerce.
This shows that there is indeed some connection between the object and the beacon, so that those worms had to take huge risks to get here.
"You're going to lose."
The life of the security guard and the reputation of the Chamber of Commerce were insignificant. For "Nothing", seeing Song Lan lose in the bet was enough to satisfy her.
But for the people on the first floor of the Chamber of Commerce at this moment, what they saw was nothing short of hell on earth.
When the monsters are stripped of their disguise, their fate is sealed.
The blood falling on the ground continued to expand in their sight, spreading in all directions. Even though they tried to retreat, they still could not avoid being forced into a corner by the blood.
The eyes of those who were first exposed to the blood widened. Their strength suddenly increased to an unimaginable level, and they easily broke free of the handcuffs.
Their facial features were twisted together, and their bodies swelled.
The unknown language still echoed in their ears, seeming to guide those who were contaminated by blood and water, or to praise newborns.
After a long transformation process, these humanoid monsters, nearly three meters tall and with arms as thick as tree stumps, occupied the entire first floor.
It was full of joy that kept echoing.
The robbers celebrated the arrival of this moment with each other. What they brought was not death and killing, but the seeds of "Father God" were equally given to everyone, so that these lost lambs could return like them. Father God".
Until, some disharmonious factors appeared in this celebration.
They heard footsteps.
Two people were walking down the stairs.
After a brief hesitation, more tentacles appeared, waving towards the two of them, eagerly inviting them to join the celebration and bathe in the grace of "Father God".
The blood spread faster and faster, and the growing tentacles finally touched the two people.
At this moment, they felt the supreme glory.
They don’t know where this feeling comes from, but it is so fascinating, as if all the beautiful things they can imagine are concentrated here. They finally found the meaning of existence in this long journey. , the value of life reaches its peak at this moment.
However, after this shuddering sense of satisfaction, they were greeted by emptiness and darkness.
The limit of imagination stops here. After that end, they can't see anything, and even "Father God" can no longer guide them forward.
"Take us to the vault."
After an unknown amount of time, a voice broke through this empty and nothing world.
All the wandering consciousness returned to its original place.
Time stopped at the moment when the dagger slit the throat, and the people who had completed the transformation returned to their original place, with a look of panic still on their faces.
Just now, they had the same nightmare.
They dreamed that tentacle-like objects grew out of the robber's slit throat, and the blood flowing to the ground began to spread endlessly. Everyone who touched the blood was distorted into humanoid monsters.
This made them look at the robber in unison.
The blade slit his throat, and the thick blood did flow to the ground. The security guard holding the knife was stunned like them and did not take the next step.
They waited a long time.
The tentacles in the dream did not appear, and the shocking wounds formed a sharp contrast with the intriguing demeanor of the robber.
When death came, there was only joy on his face.
People soon discovered that all the robbers were "frozen" at this moment.
"I said, take us to the vault."
The sound of "emptiness" brought the security guard holding the dagger back to reality.
The security guard wanted to say something else, but the moment he saw "Nothingness", he immediately nodded and led the two of them towards the direction of the vault, not even bothering to wash off the blood on his hands.
"Get out."
Opening the door of the vault, "Nothingness" gave him a cold instruction.
After the door slowly closed, he said, "It seems that encountering bank robbers is not interesting."
As the "chosen" of those worms, these robbers failed to make any waves, nor did they bring anything new to him.
That fanatical belief ultimately failed to withstand the test and went to destruction so easily.
This forced "Nothingness" to ask Song Lan for confirmation, "Generally, those who are sent to perform tasks should be the elite among them, right?"
He reasoned with himself that if he wanted to send someone to steal an important item from the territory of worms or mechanical lumps, he would have to select carefully. A low-quality "cricket" like Vadim would not be qualified. In his opinion, the voters of these worms were even worse than Vadim.
"The style is different. They follow the explosive style, and there is attribute restraint in it."
Song Lan, who was hired as a senior expert, expressed his opinion.
The insect swarm has never been known for its ability to fight alone. As long as they are given enough time, the Devourer can establish an insect nest anywhere and then launch an insect sea tactic.
He believed that if they hadn't carried those tentacle ideas just now, they would have encountered "nothingness" when they first arrived in Lute City. Soon, what would be waiting for them in the city would be an army of aberrant monsters.
"Attribute restraint?"
"They have extremely high healing ability and physical resistance. Normal methods cannot kill them, but you can restrain their mental attacks."
"Why do you seem to know them so well? Do you often deal with these worms?"
"Friends, times have changed, and now integrating the advantages of the three is the right way."
"Integrating the advantages of the three...are you engaging in some weird experiment again?"
After a brief moment of surprise, "Nothingness" looked at Song Lan with eyes full of suspicion.
Song Lan is very dissatisfied with the word "again". Don't describe him like a mad scientist with a lot of criminal records. He now suspects that "Nothing" may also be a little black man who hides deeply. If he takes into account his Identity, "Nothingness" may even be the founder of the black fan group!
"No wonder those worms are interested in our things."
"Nothingness" changed the topic before Song Lan spoke.
Friends are friends, but he doesn't want to get involved in Song Lan's weird experiments.
The lessons of the past are still vivid in his mind. The result of the latter's last experiment was to ignite the entire upper world on fire, causing him to disappear for decades.
"This was discovered by the Chamber of Commerce's archaeological team in the ruins."
At the end of the vault is a display cabinet, in which a shiny stone is displayed.
The chosen people of Worm are here for this purpose.
"Nothing" said as he walked, "They think this stone caused a miracle."
During the exploration process, someone heard a faint whisper, which guided them to the depths of the ruins, "They said this is a strange object that can resurrect the dead... How about this ability? It should be very familiar, right?”
Small theater its two hundred and fifty-three:
A certain day of a certain year, a certain day, a Friday, early morning
The counter-intelligence department's inspection was over, and the Moyu cultists survived this severe winter without any danger.
When the early morning light fell on the world, they celebrated selflessly.
The believers unanimously believe that "Lu Xiang Kua Kua Qun" played a role in turning the tide of the war. This name not only cleverly deceived the big devil, but also increased their cohesion and made them unprecedentedly united.
They feel that as long as this group exists for one day, they can continue to compete with the power of the big devil.
This lighthouse-like organization is just like the "Order of the Phoenix" here!
But what they didn't know was that while they were celebrating their complete victory in the war, Song Lan already wanted to disband the group.
The Moyu Cult did win the war, but Song Lan paid a heavy price.
"Huh? Why do you want to disband the group?"
Lu Xiang asked puzzledly.
Her trumpet has always been lurking in the group, and occasionally watching the chats of her group friends has become a source of happiness for her recently.
Because these chat records will eventually become "evidence" to force Song Lan to submit.
"Your Moyu Cult won the war, aren't you happy?"
"Any victory comes at a price."
"But this is the win-win result you are pursuing. Although this inspection did not yield any results, I had a great time... If you insist on disbanding this group, it is not impossible, then let's decide by rolling the dice."
Lu Xiang took out the dice he had prepared.
Above are the numbers 1-6.
"If it rolls 20, it's up to you."
(End of chapter)
