"Roar……"
At this moment, deep underground, the distant sound of gunfire and the sound of heavy blows suddenly disappeared for a few seconds.
Immediately, the faint screams of someone came over. This miserable sound, even if it seemed to be separated by several layers of ground, could make people feel the pain and fear brought by the screams.
The next moment, the whole building shook violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.
Qin Hao was slightly startled, his expression changed a little, he looked at the watch on his wrist and stared at it.
Soon, his face revealed a strong joy that could not be concealed.
Zhan Jingyi kept looking at him, the expression on his face was extremely distorted.
The anger and weirdness in his body made him seem as if he was going to tear off his clothes, drill out a demon from his flesh, and then tear Qin Hao into pieces. This kind of strong emotional fluctuation made those hiding in the shadows They were all afraid of the strange things inside, and did not dare to approach him at all.
When Zhan Jingyi saw the involuntary smile on Qin Hao's face, he was suddenly startled. Immediately, the expression on his face began to recede like the tide.
At this moment, Zhan Jingyi's expression was calm to the point of indifference. Only the corners of his mouth slowly opened to both sides, revealing an expression like a smile.
This smile was very calm and natural, but it was also very strange.
As if feeling the change in Zhan Jingyi, Qin Hao turned to look at him. Looking at the smile on his face, he felt agitated in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.
Zhan Jingyi's smile and the calmness he displayed at this moment were not within Qin Hao's expectation.
"I'm curious, why are you willing to put yourself in my hands?"
Zhan Jingyi suddenly smiled and spoke. This time, there was no anger in his voice, as if a pool of water could not stir up a wave.
It was as calm as if I were really chatting with an old friend.
"I've already stated what we're after."
Qin Hao seemed to feel that there was no need to hide this issue. At the same time, a kind of joy surged in his heart, giving him a desire to talk.
So, he looked up at Zhan Jingyi, his eyes shining slightly under the candlelight, and said softly: "My purpose is naturally obvious."
"Perhaps the federal government and the 502nd Institute think we are making gods, but they underestimated us, Qingshiya, and even the former Qingshiya Laboratory Director O'Fali."
"We don't actually intend to create a god who needs to be worshiped. What I want to create..."
Having said this, Qin Hao paused, organized his words and said: "It's just a tool that can be controlled..."
"Can you imagine?"
Qin Hao raised his head and looked at Zhan Jingyi, with uncontrollable excitement and excitement in his voice: "Can you imagine that the energy coming from the different dimension world can be fully utilized, and greed, gluttony, laziness, desire, rage, arrogance, The power of the Seven Deadly Sins of Jealousy is completely transformed into a power that we can control, creating a true God.”
He smiled and said: "I asked a god with the power of the seven deadly sins to come, but he came in a controlled way..."
"Haha, I will become the first person in the world to control the power of God..."
Qin Hao was originally a calm person, speaking in a leisurely and logical manner, but at this time, he felt the vibration coming from the distant underground world, and the invisible panic this vibration brought to people. Feeling, his expression became feverish and his tone became proud.
"In the future, people in the world will remember me. Of course, it doesn't matter if they don't..."
"Anyway..."
Having said this, Qin Hao clenched his fist, waved it vigorously in the air, and shouted: "I am the first person to make gods bow to humans!"
"The so-called threat of the advent of the other-dimensional world will be ended in my hands. We can even counterattack to the other-dimensional world and rule them, so that the ghosts, beasts, zombies, etc., will all lie at our feet. Singing of conquest.”
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Following Qin Hao's crazy words, the area near the bar suddenly became very quiet.
Zhan Jingyi seemed to be affected by these words. He raised his head and looked in a certain direction, his expression seemed to become extremely depressed.
After a while, Zhan Jingyi turned to look at Qin Hao, who was looking enthusiastic, and suddenly leaned over and leaned against his ear, saying softly: "Do you think you are doing something great?"
The next moment, Zhan Jingyi's expression became a little mysterious: "Then I really want to ask you a question."
"After creating gods, you will become great, then..."
"If what you created is a monster, then who should bear the consequences?"
Qin Hao was slightly stunned by Zhan Jingyi's words. He subconsciously wanted to refute, but he seemed unable to refute. He felt a little uncomfortable, and the joy in his heart was dissipating quickly.
This change made him subconsciously reach out and grab the wine glass next to him. At this time, whether it was for celebration or because he no longer had to live so restrainedly, he needed this glass of wine.
But Zhan Jingyi laughed, and suddenly raised his hand to take the bottle of good wine from the table. He grabbed both ends of the bottle with both hands, pinched and twisted it gently, and the bottle became a piece. Sharp shards of glass.
Then Zhan Jingyi's hands fell, and the glass instantly penetrated Qin Hao's hands and was nailed deeply to the bar.
Suddenly, blood spurted out from Qin Hao's hands.
The candlelight flickered, the broken glass reflected the blood, the color was charming.
Zhan Jingyi dipped his fingertips into the liquid mixed with his blood and wine, put it in his mouth, tasted it gently, and frowned slightly.
Then she looked at him softly and said softly: "Drinking is not good for your health. I think you should continue to quit!"
Following his movements, Qin Hao let out a slight groan and fell silent. He resisted the severe pain in his palm and did not speak, but a large amount of cold sweat still broke out on his forehead. He raised his head and looked at Zhan Jingyi. come over.
At this moment, Zhan Jingyi stood up with his equipment, turned around and walked in one direction.
"Next, just wait for me here obediently and don't run away, otherwise I will be angry."
Zhan Jingyi's voice slowly floated back, very gentle: "Now I'm going to see the so-called "god" you created, so that I can prove to you where you went wrong!"
After leaving the bar, Zhan Jingyi walked randomly in the darkness, as if he was taking a leisurely stroll, but he kept getting closer to the vibrations that came from downstairs from time to time.
Whether it was the big commotion or the mental perception, it was vaguely clear that there was something terrifying downstairs, which brought a subconscious feeling of fear to Zhan Jingyi...
At this moment, Zhan Jingyi was following this feeling of fear to look for it.
Of course, after finding it, whether to have a good chat or do something, Zhan Jingyi doesn't know yet. He just wants to know what kind of thing Qin Hao has built.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, he walked into an empty office. He could feel that the scary thing should be at the bottom of the office.
However, there was no electricity or lights in this building, and there was no time to look for the elevator. The corridors extended in all directions. Hearing the gunfire below, he was also afraid that Li Wanting and others were in danger, and he didn't know how to accurately Go down.
Of course, he not only cares about Li Wanting's life and death, he also values the lives and deaths of people like Aunt Wu, Zhulong, Luo Jia and others...
So, Zhan Jingyi stood in the center of the office, looked around, stamped the ground with his foot, nodded, and said to himself: "I'm not looking anymore, just stay here!"
Following his words, a powerful spiritual power hidden in Zhan Jingyi's body suddenly condensed.
Then the floor beneath his feet began to shake, and the whole room seemed to roar.
Suddenly sawdust flew from the wooden floor, and then there was the cement layer below, mixed with steel bars, pipes, partitions, etc.
The spiritual power seeped downwards and began to corrode the entire ground bit by bit.
"Boom..."
Suddenly, debris on the ground flew away, smoke and dust rose, and Zhan Jingyi fell directly to the next floor.
Then the spiritual power continued to corrode, and as the floor cracked, Zhan Jingyi fell down layer by layer.
In Zhan Jingyi's mind, since he didn't have time to find an elevator, he would just make a temporary... elevator.
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