Beicheng, in front of the Major General's office.
Zong Heng gently knocked on the office door.
Boom boom.
No one responded.
Zong Heng waited for about a minute and then pushed the door straight in.
With a snap, the light turned on.
There was no one in the office, and Zong Heng walked to the desk where the major general usually stayed.
Several documents were placed on the table. Zong Heng glanced at them. They contained personnel transfers and material transfers for various departments in Beicheng.
"Why."
Zong Heng sighed, walked around the desk, and walked slowly to a small bed behind the desk.
On the bed, a small cup with tofu cubes was placed there with sharp edges, which seemed to indicate that the owner of the quilt paid great attention to housekeeping.
Zong Heng grabbed the head of the bed with one hand and pulled hard, then squatted down and pressed a bulge in the corner of the wall.
The walls moved to both sides with a creaking sound, revealing an elevator inside.
Zong Heng entered the elevator, pressed the button, and the elevator slowly went down.
Ding dong
Until there was a crisp sound.
The elevator reached the target floor, and the elevator door slowly opened outward, revealing Zong Heng's destination.
This is a deep space. Outside the elevator door are layers of suspended steel ladders. Through the gaps in the steel, you can see a faint red glow below.
It is dimly lit here, and the only source of illumination is the miniature lighting device at the corner of the steel ladder.
Boom, boom, boom.
Zong Heng walked on the steel staircase that spiraled downwards, thinking about the news he heard when he returned.
"Ah! You evil."
Suddenly, a scream that stopped suddenly sounded, interrupting Zong Heng's thinking.
The latter frowned, lowered his head and looked down. On the ground six meters away from here, in an iron cage, there were some naked men and women lying in random directions.
One of the women seemed to have a cut on her wrist.
The red blood is flowing like a stream into the darkness in the distance
Zong Heng, who frowned, sped up his legs.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
The shiny steel-soled leather boots underfoot and the rotating steel ladder made a thumping sound. This sound also told the people below: someone is coming.
Soon, Zong Heng came to the ground where the air was turbid and smelly.
It is extremely spacious, and the wide area is like a large underground parking lot.
It's just that the parking space markings on the ground were supposed to be marked with various obscure runes.
A large number of runes formed a mysterious array with unknown functions.
There is a large iron cage located in each node of the array. Zongheng glanced at it and found that there were at least forty iron cages.
There are no less than 60 humans lying in each iron cage.
The Major General was sitting behind a table in front of an iron cage.
He was eating blood food like a veal steak, moving his hands and feet gracefully, and the silver tableware reflected blood red.
"came back."
The young general's voice brought Zong Heng, who was frowning, back to his senses.
The latter quickly ran to the major general, folded his hands in front of him, and said respectfully: "I'm back."
The major general still maintained his eating movements and said, "Thank you for your hard work. How did you do?"
"It's not hard, the work is done, and the plasma has been delivered to Baslow."
Zong Heng thought for a while and continued: "The demonic tide has begun to gather, and it is expected to launch an attack within two to three days. Baslow said that he will advance to the general level in five days. If the skeletons join the battle by then, he said that he will capture the skeletons. The queen will give the other party a chance, and if the skeleton doesn’t understand, then kill the skeleton immediately.”
The major general's hand holding the silver fork paused, then he gently put down the fork, then took out a white square towel and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
After wiping, the black flames rose up silently and swallowed up the square towel in the blink of an eye.
"Haha, it's quite confident." The major general chuckled.
Zong Heng said: "Why did we only give him half of the plasma each time? If we gave him all, wouldn't the process be faster?"
"I have other uses for that half." The major general waved his hand and said, "Give me the needle."
Zong Heng was stunned, and subconsciously took out a black box from the space ring and placed it on the table. At the same time, he asked doubtfully: "Major General, after the city is broken, will Basro not need plasma?"
The major general did not answer immediately, but gently opened the black box and carefully checked the quantity.
Thirty-three silver needles were quietly placed in the box.
The major general waved his hand and put the box into the space ring: "There is no need to collect plasma for the time being. I will leave the needle here for you."
The young general spoke for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and then as Zong Heng became more and more confused, he continued: "I have other uses for the needles, so just leave them alone."
"If nothing happens, you can go back and have a good rest." The major general looked up at Zong Heng, with a hint of inexplicability in his eyes.
"There is something." Zong Heng thought for a moment and said, "When I came back, Wang Mingyang, the duty officer at the west entrance, came to me and said that the director of the logistics department and some other senior officials wanted to treat me to dinner at Dingxiang Building. The time is tonight, so you might want to win over me."
Zong Heng quickly repeated all the flattering words spoken by Wang Wei's father to the young general.
"Haha." After hearing this, the major general sneered.
"A bunch of drunkards who only think about fighting for power and gain all day long."
The Major General smiled: "Human nature is like this, so it doesn't matter. Since they have won over you, then you should follow their wishes and try their skills."
"I understand." Zong Heng nodded, then turned around and left.
But the moment he turned around, Zong Heng turned around again and looked at the major general and said worriedly: "When I came back, I heard someone saying that skeletons surrounded Beicheng? But I didn't see it."
"You don't need to worry about this!"
The major general interrupted directly. He looked at Zong Heng's chapped lips and dusty beard, and added: "Go and have dinner with them early, and then take a quick rest. You have had a hard journey along the way."
Zong Heng nodded silently, then turned around and headed towards the steel ladder.
The major general just sat there and looked at Zong Heng's back quietly.
It wasn't until the moment Zong Heng stepped onto the steel ladder that the Major General said, "Zong Heng, if something happens to me and someone asks you, just say you don't know."
"Then you go to the base camp and find Qin Youde or the commander. All you need to do is say it was my order, and they will treat you well."
Zong Heng's body stiffened suddenly, and he was keenly aware that something seemed to have happened that he didn't know about.
Just when Zong Heng was about to ask, the Major General said again: "Go."
Zong Heng clenched his fists and returned to the ground along the steel ladder without saying anything.
Not long after Zong Heng left, the young general's eyes suddenly turned red and full of violence.
"Damn anger!"
The major general cursed quietly and then took out a dark jar.
The mouth of the jar is a thin film made of the skin of an unknown creature.
The Major General gently opened the film, and a strong hot wind emerged from the jar, and the strong wind came straight towards the Major General's slightly ferocious face.
The young general did not dodge, letting the hot wind hit his face.
The major general even took a greedy sip.
As the hot wind clung to his face, the major general's red eyes gradually became extremely clear.
When his eyes were about to return to normal, the Major General reluctantly took back the jar that was flashing red light.
He raised his head and looked around at the iron cages. Everyone inside was in a coma.
The turbid air was filled with the sticky smell of blood, feces, and putrid smell.
The smell made the major general raise his hand and wave it between his nose.
Many times, the Major General is reluctant to come here.
Whether it's the turbid air, the dirty smell, or the wails when people wake up.
The Major General doesn't like it either.
But he seems to have forgotten that these are the products of his own creation.
The major general stood up slowly and stretched his body slightly, making a crunching sound like fried beans.
He walked to a rune array node, and a black flame rose slowly between his hands.
"Predictions have never been wrong"
"It's better to believe that it exists than to believe that it doesn't exist."
The Major General murmured, and with a flick of his finger, black flames hit the rune nodes.
The moment the black flame came into contact with the node, a miniature spark rose.
Bah
As this node was destroyed, other nodes quickly had a chain reaction.
A large number of sparks rose one after another, and soon the rune array disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.
What disappeared with it were the numerous iron cages and the people imprisoned in them.
Blood and molten steel merged together, and soon the ground was submerged.
The major general waved the disgusting air in disgust, and when he raised his legs, he wanted to return to the ground along the steel.
But soon, he raised his brows and thought of something, and returned to the table again.
The major general took out the jar from the space ring.
"I'll help you one last time."
The major general took out a pen and paper and began to write something on the paper.
As the sound of scraping paper and pen sounded, a large number of black and red magic lines flashed on the major general's neck.
Moreover, his eyes began to gradually turn scarlet and bulge.
Every word I write is like a struggle with something.
By the time he finished writing the last sentence, the Major General was already sweating profusely, and his protruding eyes looked like a man-eating evil spirit crawling out of hell.
He seemed to have exhausted all his strength in writing just a few lines.
Food is the most important thing for the people, and if there is demand, there will be a market.
Even in today's world, there are still many places for people to relax, vent, and have fun in the safe zone.
Not everyone has the courage to face the demon species directly.
Even in later generations, demon hunters are often synonymous with a small and powerful group.
More people are huddled in the safety zone and engaged in various industries that serve minority groups.
It seems to be a rule that industries such as car and boat shops and footwear will never disappear due to changes in the world.
The largest restaurant in Beicheng is at Dingxiang Tower.
On the surface, this five-story building is the best hotel in Beicheng. In fact, there is a black market and a bar under the restaurant.
As Dingxiang Restaurant obtained access to edible demon meat from the military, the restaurant's reputation became even greater.
At the entrance of Dingxiang Tower, several beautiful women wearing slit cheongsam were lined up in two rows, waiting for distinguished guests to arrive.
"Cheer up, everyone, our distinguished guest will be here soon!"
The foreman trotted out of the restaurant and ordered the beautiful women arrogantly.
Although the foreman does not dare to go out to kill demons, he can still get a good income and a respected social status by working here.
The big boss above said that military dignitaries would come over for dinner later, so he asked the foreman to wait at the door early.
Even some officers who came to dine from time to time were politely accommodated by the foreman at the temporarily prepared plastic tables outside the restaurant.
"What do you mean? Don't you know who I am?"
An officer who was entertaining friends glanced at the outdoor food stall-like dining table and said with a livid face: "What, it's me who won't pay? Or you, Dingxianglou?"
Before he could finish speaking, the foreman hurried over. He glanced at the officer's red armband and the rank of major, and quickly understood that the other person was a person who did not dare to go out but had some small connections in the safe zone.
The foreman pulled away the mute cheongsam woman next to him and quickly apologized with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! The building is booked today."
"You" The officer who was persuaded by his companion seemed to be even more angry, and his trembling fingers wanted to poke into the foreman's eyeball.
"The venue is reserved for the deputy director of the Logistics Department." The foreman whispered first, and then shouted to the people sitting around: "All purchases today are 50% off!"
The minor disturbance soon subsided.
The foreman resumed his posture of looking around.
Although it is said to be reserved, it is only limited to those who dare not go out and only dare to stay in the safe zone to show their power to similar people.
If he is a member of the fighting force, the foreman will politely invite him into the private room in the building and arrange one-stop service for free.
The foreman was looking around when he suddenly saw figures of one large and one small walking towards this side under the solar street lights in the distance.
"There is no road here, are you here to eat?" The foreman was a little confused. Dingxiang Tower is located on a wide floor, facing the main road, and there are no other roads next to it.
If you want to eat, the cost here is very high, so you should come by car.
But these two people
When Qi Lin and Xiao Di were still far away, the foreman began to look at them carefully. He really couldn't tell the identity of the senior chosen one from Qi Lin.
Judging from their appearance alone, the thin young man wrapped in black robes looked like refugees who had just managed to escape to a safe zone.
When Qi Lin and Qi Lin approached, the leader who originally wanted to send them away keenly discovered that the eyebrows and eyes on Xiaodi's mask were clean and clear.
Although the thin young man next to him was wearing a mask, there was no dirt in his eyebrows under the broken hair on his forehead.
The foreman's nose twitched slightly, but he didn't smell any peculiar smell.
"Oh! You guys with no eyesight, haven't you seen the guests coming? Come over and entertain us!"
The foreman yelled at the group of beautiful cheongsam women who were standing still looking for other visitors, then bent down and greeted Qi Lin warmly: "Guests, please come this way!"
The foreman led Qi Lin and Xiao Di to sit down at a clean plastic table, and then said with a smile: "Guest, I'm really sorry, the building is reserved tonight, I feel sorry for you to eat here, tonight you 50% off on purchases!”
Qi Lin glanced at the foreman who was working diligently to help him and his children take off their backpacks, and then glanced at the empty building, surrounded by various officers sitting at the open-air food stalls like him on plastic tables, and smiled. Said: "It's okay, thank you."
Qi Lin has always been a warm, polite and sensible boy next door to passers-by who are not interested or polite.
"Hey! Thank you for your understanding!" The foreman put his hands together and waved, and then said to the cheongsam woman carrying the tray: "Take good care of it!"
After the foreman finished his instructions, he bent over Qi Lin and took two steps back with a smile before turning around and leaving to entertain the guests who were arriving one after another.
"If you want to eat something, order it yourself." Qi Lin took the menu and handed it to the child.
"Uncle, I'm not hungry." The child was still immersed in the sadness that Qi Lin didn't want him.
"We haven't decided yet. Let's go take a look after dinner." Qi Lin comforted the child by touching the head of the chicken coop.
"Let's order. If you need anything, tell me after dinner."
With Qi Lin's comfort, the child finally looked at the menu.
But the child who had no intention of ordering just glanced at the first page of the menu. On the first page, only a mushroom chicken was the cheapest, priced at two silver coins.
In Qi Lin's previous life, ten silver coins could buy a life in the safe zone.
"Sister, just have a piece of mushroom chicken." The child pursed his lips and said to the cheongsam woman waiting next to him.
Qi Lin raised his eyebrows and was about to say, "Don't worry, be bold, we have money."
As a result, the cheongsam woman who was pushed out by her companions felt confused: "Can't two guests eat one portion? How about half a portion? It's a waste!"
It’s not that the cheongsam woman has no discernment, because it’s none of her business whether she eats or not.
The more customers order, the more bonuses she will get back as a one-table server.
However, if the two people in front of her who don’t look like the high-level chosen ones eat the Overlord meal and cannot afford to pay, then she
Qi Lin felt that she seemed to be in trouble, glanced at her, and gently placed a gold coin on the table: "You remember it normally, it's okay."
The cheongsam woman was stunned. She had been working here for two months and she had never seen anyone take out a gold coin easily!
She quickly said in panic: "Guest, I..."
"Is there hot milk?" Qi Lin asked, waving her hand.
"Yes, yes!" the cheongsam woman beamed.
"Well, please remember, one portion of hot milk, if there is fruit, add another portion of fruit, another soup, and one portion of beef."
After Qi Lin ordered several dishes, the cheongsam woman couldn't help but leave with the menu in her arms. When passing by the group of cheongsam women, she raised her head proudly, as if laughing at their ignorance.
Qi Lin ignored the nearby news reported by the ghost in the soul link all the time, including the behavior of the cheongsam woman. He just said to the child: "Eat more to grow stronger."
"Don't be afraid of wasting it. If you don't finish it, we can pack it away."
While Qi Lin was talking to the child, Ghost Hui reported: "Master, a group of people have arrived. Judging from their clothes, they should be senior officers. They are surrounded by two people whose energy fluctuations are about to reach the silver level."
"One of them is someone who just returned to Beicheng."
