The video communication was opened, and Shenwu Guiyi's angry face appeared on the screen.
"Owen! Have you seen all the news on the Internet?"
Owen's face tightened and he nodded.
Shenwu Guiyi paused and asked: "I remember when I came to you for cooperation that year, you once said that your familiarity with the Violet State is like a botanist's familiarity with the flowers and plants in his own garden. Understand that you are also behind the legalization of street fighting.
So based on your estimate, how many fighters will be incited by the current situation in the Violet State? If they really take action, what are the chances of finding all the experimental bases? "
Irving had thought about this question before, and it was because he knew the answer that he looked so angry: "One week."
He said, "Within less than a week, all the bases in the Violet State are likely to be dug out by those people."
"This still refers to a well-concealed situation. If we want to move now and act rashly, we may be targeted by those fighters who smell the scent earlier."
As Owen talked, he walked towards the large floor-to-ceiling windows to feel the scenery from above and relieve his stuffy and hot mood.
He is not staying in the underground building now, but in a high-rise building owned by the Dietrich Group. At a glance, he can take in the two nearby blocks and overlook Goldfinch Island.
The reason why Irving pushed hard to legalize street fighting was actually to facilitate him to obtain the genes of those fighters at their peak, improve his cloning technology, and engage in the clone trade.
Over the years, the clone trade has secretly made him incredibly wealthy.
Now, this sharp blade to open up the market is finally going to point its edge towards him, allowing him to taste the pain of being in a difficult position due to those unbridled fighters.
After hearing this unexpected answer, Shenwu Guiyi looked thoughtful. After a moment, he said: "Actually, the gene tree plan can be divided into two parts. The first half is to enhance the individual's power, and the second half is to It is to usurp ancient authority and control that immortal army.”
"Since the situation is serious now, there is no need for us to complete the entire plan in one go. Let's complete the first half first."
Owen faced the window and said: "If you only complete the first half, you can move the time as early as possible."
"Three days." Shenwu Guiyi said confidently, "In just three days, I can mature the tree species in the thirty-six bases."
"But this kind of catalysis is also a bit troublesome. In addition to the two of us each occupying a tree species, we also have to select thirty-four clones with high enough quality to merge with those tree species, and then let them gradually integrate their powers. On to both of us.”
"Without this filtering process, if you try to gather the power of more than ten tree species on yourself from the beginning, you will probably lose yourself and have unpredictable personality changes."
There is an important reason why Shenwu Guiyi and Owen can cooperate so closely, and that is because no one of them can absorb all the power of thirty-six tree species on their own.
According to estimates, even after filtering, after the two of them are "full", there will still be a lot of pure leyline power left, which can be used to train their subordinates.
Owen had been staring at the scenery outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long time, he asked in a calm voice: "Do you let the clones fuse tree species because you value their loyalty?"
Shenwu Guiyi: "Of course."
Owen: "Then what will happen if someone who is not loyal to us fuses the tree species?"
Shenwu Guiyi said: "I have calculated this unexpected situation. The thirty-six people who absorbed the tree species will have a kind of 'same race' induction with each other. If they are unwilling to hand over their power, then as long as they Defeating him proves that he is more capable, and the power of the tree species will naturally be transferred to the winner."
Owen laughed: "The weak prey on the strong. This kind of natural plunder is really in line with the theme of the Violet State."
"You got the order wrong. This is the instinct engraved in the genes of all living things. It is better to say that the Violet State in recent years has been very close to this instinct."
Shenwu Guiyi shook his head, his face moved slightly, as if he heard something from Owen's words, and said, "Aren't you going to use clones to fuse tree species?"
Owen turned around. The angry expression before had disappeared. The young body was only covered with a purple satin nightgown. The simple and luxurious clothes complemented his current expression perfectly.
He gently ground his canine teeth, and said with a bright look in his blue eyes: "Someone came to our home ground, killed my men, destroyed my island, ruined our plan, and publicly gave us this The letter of challenge, am I still afraid to accept the challenge?"
Shenwu Guiyi sighed, shook his head and persuaded: "There is no need to fight for this momentary energy."
"But even if you increase the preparation time to less than three days, more changes may not happen. As long as one of the bases and one tree species are exposed, our plan will eventually have twists and turns."
Owen was not carried away. He persuaded him in a calm voice, stating the pros and cons, "Besides, Shenwu Maha has not come yet. The gene tree plan is derived from a variant of your family's plan. He should also have a lot of understanding. The situation is already so unfavorable, it is better to add more variables and disrupt his pace."
Shenwu Guiyi still looked disapproving and said: "You are just unwilling, so you insist on showing your own courage to Guan Luoyang, but courage is meaningless when it comes to victory or defeat."
Owen laughed and didn't deny it. This time he only said one sentence in reply.
"Don't you want to kill Shenwu Maha on the final stage of a tiring night of fighting, bloodshed and turmoil, under the spotlight of all eyes?"
"I……"
Shenwu Guiyi’s lips moved.
He could have easily said the words "I don't want to", just a few syllables.
But when the name Shenwu Maha was mentioned, he could never treat it lightly.
Shenwu Maha, Shenwu Maha!
The Shenwu family did not have the inherited name Maha at all.
Even the name Shenwu Guiyi has been passed down from generation to generation, and Shenwu Maha is a name that belongs exclusively to that person. It was in the most gloomy elder cemetery of the Shenwu family. When no one dared to refute, he cut off the previous generation. The tombstone of the head of the family is engraved with his own blood.
In the end, Shenwu Guiyi spoke, but his words had changed.
"What are you going to do?"
Owen smiled confidently: "I am the owner of the most powerful Dietrich Group in the Violet State."
What is the strongest aspect of the Dietrich Group?
Certainly not by force. In fact, in terms of force, even if Irving calls out everyone in his entire group, it won't be enough to fight seven people from an odd-numbered unit.
However, after all the odd troops were wiped out, the Dietrich Group can still exist, which is enough to show that the strength of individual force is by no means the only subject of this group.
The most powerful thing about this group lies in its financial resources, a large amount of liquid funds plundered from war-torn areas through human cloning transactions, and fixed assets spread throughout the Violet State.
As long as Irving is willing to make up his mind and not care about the loss of wealth, then he can do many things that cannot be achieved by personal force alone.
So at noon on this day, no matter whether they were browsing something they were interested in on any video website, or whether they were squatting at home watching TV, as long as they were in the Violet State, they all saw the news.
——The Violet State government announced that starting from 9 p.m. tonight, all flights related to the Violet State will be suspended. All major airports and stations will be closed, and the terminals will be suspended for rectification and maintenance.
Communication base stations throughout the Violet State will also undergo a new round of maintenance, and from now on, power rationing will be implemented at night within the next week.
When these shocking news were thrown out one after another, the posts on the forum were refreshing like a waterfall, and residents of the Violet State and even many other places were discussing it eagerly.
“God, is the Violet State government crazy?”
"With these orders, the entire Violet State government will have a fiscal deficit this year, right?!"
"The governor of a violent city is finally falling into the arms of the devil. Brad must have been tempted by the devil to make such an unclear judgment, but the people around him can actually allow him to pass such a Order……"
"Will the United States allow it? They will surely step in to revoke these orders!"
"Damn it, what will happen to my goods?!"
"Don't be kidding. The autonomy of the states of the United States of Boston is a tradition inherited from the era of the founding fathers. When the neighboring state decided to armedly expel all overseas refugees, the federal government could not control it. This time the Violet State became ill, the capital of Boston over there It’s weird if you can manage it.”
"Doesn't anyone think that the Violet State is more desirable after this order is issued? I want to visit the dark night city full of mystery."
"I want, too."
"But why don't you go?"
"Are these orders related to the previously disclosed gene tree project?"
"Probably."
Just when the Internet was turbulent and the public's heated discussions continued to echo like a tsunami, at the pier in the eastern part of Violet State, a man with a majestic figure stepped onto the shore.
He was wearing a short-sleeved pullover, with bulging biceps, restrained by shiny silver metal armbands, rough blue trousers that were slightly whitened, and a black belt tightly tied around his waist. He also wore a dark green cloak.
That color is like the virgin forest in the distant mountains.
The cap of the cloak was blown by the wind on the pier, far away from his lush and messy hair. The face under the brim was a face with strong lines, with a thick shadow on one side of the bridge of the nose, like a sculptor who is best at creating tough guys. A masterpiece that can only be dreamed of during a lifetime of dreams.
The pier was originally crowded with people and vehicles, but unconsciously, everyone avoided his figure, leaving a large space around him.
Those people would rather move forward in traffic jams, would rather let their vehicles be blocked, and honked their horns angrily, completely unaware that they could pass through the open space next to this big man in a cloak as long as they deviated a little from the direction.
It's as if their brains have instinctively deleted the option of "get closer to that person."
Just like when people face stress or fear that exceeds the limit of tolerance, they will have temporary amnesia.
Wherever the cloaked man went, empty space followed. Even a pair of fighters fighting at the corner of the road inexplicably avoided this empty space.
Until he came to the remains of a battle.
The streets were cracked into long ditches, with traces of potholes and depressions everywhere, and the smell of burning concrete and steel from the flames lingered for a long time.
Not long ago, Guan Luoyang killed three enemies here.
Faqi can transform into a giant, and Tie Bo's eyeballs are Feng Shui engines, both of which have unique value. He took away the bodies of these two people.
As for Hell Claw's body that had been fused with Jubei, he burned it to ashes with thunder and fire. Even the surrounding weapon fragments born from Hell Claw's body were not spared. They all gathered together and destroyed everything. clean.
Many fighters have stayed in this area, but they have not found anything of value.
The cloaked man stood here for a while, then walked toward the sea.
Where he stepped, the wind was calm, the waves suddenly subsided, and the blue water faintly turned up profound green traces, like some kind of water plants floating around, or like traces of insects and birds crawling.
When these green traces emerged from the water and slowly rose, the voices reciting these mantras also sounded around them, overlapping and varying in height, like a group of unknown creatures hidden in the air, reciting devoutly.
The seawater was trembling, and tiny substances invisible to the naked eye gathered together. From among the insoluble cans and wine bottle garbage on the seabed, a drop of blood condensed and floated slowly to the surface of the sea.
The cloaked man stretched out his hand and let the drop of blood float in his palm. The spells around his body, carrying his power, all converged into this drop of blood, which was so small that it might only be half a milliliter.
Soon, the blood swelled to the size of a volleyball, gave birth to flesh color, and transformed into a face with handsome features, but sharp teeth and a sharp tongue, with a crazy and playful expression on his face.
"Hahahaha, this young master is actually not dead yet. This good-for-nothing's immortality is so wonderful."
He rolled his eyes and realized that he was now on someone's palm. He raised his gaze and met the face of the big man in a cloak.
! !
Hell Claw's heart was violently shaken, and he couldn't describe how he felt now.
Under the dark green cloak and hat, there was an expressionless face, with an extremely hard expression. Only the two eyebrows, as thick as wild silkworms and as thick as ink stone, were slightly closer to the middle of the eyebrows.
Hell Claw felt as if he was suddenly punched in the brain - even though he didn't even have a brain now, he suddenly fell silent.
The face shook for a while, and the facial features changed to reveal the appearance of Jubei.
Jubei opened his eyes, surprised and happy, and shouted: "Captain."
He suddenly choked up, "Captain, you are finally here, we..."
"You don't need to tell me, I already know it."
Shenwu Maha's voice was rich and without too much sadness, he said softly, "I'll take you to take a good rest first."
On the same day, after nine o'clock, the entire Violet State was disconnected from the Internet, flights were closed, the terminals were sluggish, and trains were suspended.
But there was the sound of a mechanical giant passing by, lingering over the city.
I don’t know how many helicopters flew above ordinary street houses and shuttled between those skyscrapers, from Goldfinch Island to the new district to the former slums, and then to more and further urban areas. This night, a paper Heavy snow.
Someone caught a piece of paper from the night wind.
【Violet First Fighting Competition】
"Three days later, the thirty-six fruits in the Violet Gene Tree Project will enter the maturity stage. Anyone who can find and capture one of the fruits will be regarded as a ticket to the First Fighting Competition."
"This competition is open to everyone in the Violet State, with no restrictions on identity, no restrictions on age, no restrictions on genres, no restrictions on weapons, and no restrictions on means."
On the high floor, Owen raised a glass.
“Audition starts immediately!!!”
