I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 385 New Front

An unsuccessful assassination mission, apart from making the naturalized people deeply aware of Tang Ji's strength again, the only effect is that it makes it difficult for them to hire superhuman killers who are willing to work for them in the international market.

Now the entire market knows that all tasks aimed at Tang Ji are basically scams, even if the employer is willing to pay all the remuneration in advance.

All kinds of news about Tang Ji are flying all over the sky. Anyone who has a little bit of goods can sell them at a good price, but there are more fish in troubled waters.

Merlin just killed an idiot who was selling samples of Flame of Hate on the black market. The seller who wasn't even a superhuman used this gimmick to sell samples of Flame of Hate to seventeen buyers representing different forces. The result was obvious. The killers who dealt with the aftermath even had to decide the winner in the backyard of his house before queuing up to take photos and samples.

The last one to go in was of course Merlin. Fortunately, he was a magician and could trace the voice, appearance and appearance of the deceased, otherwise there would be only a little biological tissue left, which would not even be enough to take pictures to collect evidence.

Merlin was in a good mood today. He was paid 15 federal coins for almost nothing, which was like picking up money for nothing, so he planned to go to the White Swan Restaurant to enjoy his own lunch.

Ever since he got in touch with the Naturalized Organization, Merlin's life has become better and better. Apart from the mission rewards, his biggest gain is the freedom of spellcasting materials.

The naturalized person will reimburse him for his spellcasting costs in every mission, and to Merlin who was an accountant, this is almost the same as sending money to his mouth.

He has been accurately calculating his reimbursement amount, keeping it at [-] times the amount of the usual spellcasting, which is very real.

For example, with yesterday's vote, Mei Lin Guang Platinum paid a full 25 kilograms, which once made him think of retiring after completing this vote.

In a single second, this idea was shattered with an uninvited guest sitting down.

"Mr. Mikkelsen." Merlin raised his glass to the uninvited guest, "You still caught me."

"You're too modest, Merlin. Without the clues you left on purpose, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to find you so quickly." Classic Mikkelsen in a ginger suit took out a stack of agreements from his briefcase: "This is You can read the standard contract of the FBAS Bureau, and if you think there is no problem, we can sign it now, and the content of the contract already includes the immunity agreement.”

Merlin shook his hand, and a pair of exquisite glasses appeared in his hands. He put all his energy into dealing with this contract.

"I saw that it was written here that I am obliged to cooperate with the experimental institution in medical research. The time per week is no more than six hours, which is counted as working time. Does this time accumulate?" Merlin asked one by one, as if the two parties were just ordinary applicants. interviewers and interviewers.

Mikkelsen patiently answered all the questions one by one, and he is always extra patient in the first meeting.

"I'm just making sure that when I sign this contract, I will officially become an employee of the FBAS bureau and completely break with my past?" Merlin confirmed again: "Tang Ji will not pursue my past in any form?"

"Of course, my friend, your files are only kept here." Mikkelsen pointed to his head: "He doesn't even know your past, believe me, he doesn't care about your past, as long as you don't If you're stupid enough to advertise your past yourself, you'll be fine."

"It doesn't sound perfect, but I accept it." Merlin happily signed, and then let out a sigh of relief: "I have an important clue about the player that needs to be reported."

"I like your work attitude, Mr. Merlin." Mikkelsen looked at the time: "I happen to be free today, so you can talk now."

"Players are looking for a solution that can replace the plain body and greatly increase the speed, and the naturalists are bidding." Merlin came prepared, flipped his palm, and a USB flash drive was already in the palm of his hand: " They revived the Union Army's super soldier program, and it's done something."

"I'm not a scholar or a researcher, so I don't know what their achievements are, but I have inquired about their competitor, the Adventist Sect." Merlin explained: "The first round of quotations from both sides are within three months. Provides more than [-] non-superhuman bodies that can be used."

Mikkelsen opposite Merlin didn't seem to have any emotional ups and downs on the surface, but around the world, at least hundreds of Mikkelsen threw away their things and vented their emotions.

He has undercover agents in both the Naturalized Forces and the Adventist Sect, especially the former. Since the establishment of the Joint Investigation Office, Mikkelsen has always been interested in the forces that secretly affect the world pattern, so he is on the opposite side. There are especially many undercover agents, and some of them can even be considered high-level.

If it weren't for the fact that most of the naturalized forces are inherited by family blood, and they have seen the existence of shapeshifters prematurely, and have been strictly guarding against them in this regard, Mikkelsen might be playing left-handed red and right-handed. Qinghei, a game of fighting left and right.

And now, a mercenary who was exposed not long ago suddenly came up with a big news that he didn't know about. What does this mean?
His undercover agent was consciously isolated from the entire plan.
"Markarian? It's amazing." Mikkelsen sat in an office hundreds of square meters away in the center of Hawaii Island and said with emotion.

But after the initial shock, Mikkelsen gradually calmed down. Ten thousand non-superhuman players were not as scary as they seemed.

A naturalized person may be able to easily produce a body of 1 people, but the sect of the Adventist is absolutely unable to do so. Even if it is willing to hand over its internal fanatics as containers, it will be difficult for those lunatics to complete a 'sacrifice' of this scale .

Moreover, it is still uncertain how effective these 1 people will be. They are not superhuman, and their threat has plummeted. Body, if they want to take advantage of the players, they need dozens of times this amount of body reserves.

"After the information you provide is verified, additional rewards will be added. Believe me, we are much more generous than the naturalized ones." Mikkelsen pointed to the bustling street outside the window: "They just want to ensure their rights and interests in the new world , and we already have the world."

Mikkelsen did not lie about this point. With his support, the Grand Commander Luthor may be the most prestigious Grand Commander in the last half century.

Mikkelsen is in the dark, Tang Ji is in the light, and a certain balance is easily formed. No one is willing to disobey the orders of the commander-in-chief on the bright side, but how these orders get off the podium and are actually carried out is political art. .

Smart politicians can get what they want while satisfying the interests of all parties through constant compromise.

From the current point of view, Luther is a qualified commander. He has done at least two things. One is to withstand the pressure of all parties and let Tang Ji become the director of the FBAS Bureau. The other thing is to get the W palace. With the filth between the Octagon and the Octagon, the two sides have now begun to rebuild a unified chain of command.

"This is our training center. Although human cloning technology has been banned by various countries, fortunately no one cares about this bullshit ban. This technology has been developing at a high speed." A man in a tuxedo accompanied Makarian on the road bright experiment.

On both sides of them, there are egg-shaped containers fixed in mid-air, milky-white human bodies with fuzzy facial features looming in the liquid of the same color.

"The TIBA Academy of the European Union has always been the industry leader. I am sure that although we cannot guarantee to surpass TIBA Academy in some details, we are much better than them in terms of output." Wearing Experiment The researcher from Shi Paozi praised Makarian: "Now that we have obtained the information of the 'Super Soldier Project', I believe we will finally come up with a body that can be regarded as a superhuman."

Makarian admired everything here with satisfaction, this is an unimagined path.

In the era when Cathy Walter was in power, the Blazers never set their sights on this, because it was completely meaningless, and players would not accept such a mediocre and disgusting choice.

After all, they're here to play metahumans.

But at that time, no one would have thought that one day in the future, players would be forced to the point where they could not log in on a large scale.

But Makarian is different. He has experienced this kind of thing. He is used to starting at a disadvantage, and he has the patience to wait for the opportunity to come back.

He doesn't discriminate against clones. On the contrary, he thinks this thing is a perfect match as a body. They don't even need to perform additional memory processing. They only need to simply descend and occupy to complete all this.

These clones are easy to handle, even for first-timers.

Makarian is very satisfied with what he saw in the naturalized lab. If nothing else happens, this plan will be handed over directly to the naturalized people for completion.

But the Adventist Sect was obviously not joking this time, and they gave Makarian another surprise.

"Master Angel, please go this way." Priest Cecil was wearing a straight black robe. The wide belt inlaid with diamonds on the surface divided the robe into upper and lower parts, looking beautiful and capable.

It's just that this ability didn't last long. After Priest Cecil pushed away a thick piece of metal, a stench spread across the surface.

At least hundreds of young and middle-aged men were imprisoned inside. They were either lying on the ground with pale faces,
Or just lean against the wall and look away.

"Where did these people come from?" Makarian frowned. Thousands of people ate and drank in this 'small' secret room, and the taste could be imagined.

"Some are scavengers from the European Union, and some are war refugees from the Persian region." Priest Cecil explained: "We have collected more than 4000 people, and we will definitely be able to complete all the quotas within three months. "

"I remember I said that the whole process must be carried out without causing social turmoil?" Makarian felt that he should not have expectations of these natives, and what Cathy Walter wrote in the diary was correct. .

As if embracing anti-intellectualism, this group of people actively absorbs idiots who give up thinking under the banner of descendants.

"Please rest assured, my lord envoy, the whole process was completed in silence." Cecil noticed the displeasure of the envoy, and hurriedly explained: "I brought you here today to let you see our The latest results."

To be honest, after seeing the bright and clean clone laboratory of the naturalized people, Makarian was a little disappointed with the surrounding environment like a medieval dungeon, and he had already decided to adopt the naturalized people's plan.

However, Priest Cecil led Makarian into another room. Seven people with gray complexion were learning the theories of the Adventist sect with the help of other believers.

"We first found them in the refugee camp, a very special small group. We thought they were superhuman at first, but soon we found that their number was increasing." Priest Cecil tried to one of the believers A color, these people backed out immediately.

"Please allow me to show you the magic of these people." Priest Cecil went straight to one of the gray men, stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm, took out a dagger and drew a long line on the arm. The wound, but the gray man himself didn't seem to react too much.

Then, under the gaze of Makarian, the wound on the gray man's arm healed quickly!

"Are they superhumans?" Makarian was interested this time, of course he could see that there were seven gray men here, but what explanation could there be other than superhumans?
"No." Priest Cecil showed a confident smile at the corner of his mouth: "They became what they are now through eating the appendages made by a certain superhuman!"

"My lord, we have found the key to solve the key problem!" Priest Cecil's eyes glowed with fanaticism: "This is our blessing!"

Makarian partly agrees with this fanatic, and as the gray people gradually show their physical advantages, they become stronger and stronger. The most wonderful thing is that these gray people seem to show some kind of non-physiological mental retardation tendency.

Not to mention that the latter is perfectly adapted to the needs of newcomers, the self-healing ability alone is enough to make up for the regret that the pioneers went to gluttony, which led to the loss of [cancer recovery] ability.

"Where are the superhumans who made these gray men?" Makarian was provoked, and he felt that it would be more reassuring to turn such an important superhuman into a body.

However, Priest Cecil, who drew a half-day cake for the envoy, smiled slightly and told Makarian: "We have initially locked his location, and he is hiding in the No. [-] refugee camp in the Persian region!"

"That is to say, you haven't controlled it yet. No, you don't even know who made these gray men?" Makarian was dumbfounded. This was his first time cooperating with the sect of the Adventists, but he had already fully agreed. Cathy Walter has an opinion on this group.
Their enthusiasm is touching, and their ability is moving.

(End of this chapter)