I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 404 Ghost Appears
"Everyone, kneel down!" Tang Ji put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, surrounded by fallen prisoners, he did not kill them, he has realized that these people are affected by a superhuman ability up.

Every psychic superhuman is a potential super terrorist. This is the consensus of everyone. If conditions permit, it is best to keep them in a low-active state so that the prison can control them.

The Central Prison not only took over these superhuman prisoners, but also gained a lot of experience in keeping them in prison, but Tanguy wanted them to really experience the order they longed for.

"Men squat on the left, women squat on the right!" Tang Ji passed through the dangerous elements gathered together like Moses divided the sea. Wherever he passed, all the prisoners squatted down according to his will.

It's not that there are no female prisoners in the central prison, but the number is very small. Obviously, at least on the road of crime, female superhumans are more cautious.

So when other prisoners subconsciously stayed away from Soluasso, she became very conspicuous.

"Are you going to re-arrest me, law enforcer?" Soluasso looked at Tang Ji with a smile, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, the madness that Tang Ji had seen in the eyes of that lunatic in Kang Orr: "But I'm already in prison inside!"

Harland, who was trapped with only one breath left, shouted in the crowd: "She was organized by Losass, I will report it! Lock her up! She still has accomplices outside! The weapons are also brought by her." Come in!"

It is a pity that Mr. Harland, an enthusiastic citizen, was not rewarded for his words, and he was sent to the confinement room along with the others.

Oh, and there were no brigs in this prison before. Mikkelsen had just installed it, a wide underground parking lot, with green plants weaving through the concrete layers to create airtight compartments.

The dense blades are the best sound-absorbing material, and there is complete silence between any two compartments.

The prisoners who were escorted into the so-called confinement room by the prison guards felt as if they had entered the stomach of some horrible monster, and the people walking in front screamed one after another, which made the prisoners feel even more terrified.

There, Mikkelsen's new collaborator, the unnamed Mr. Nightmare, has prepared a 24-hour nightmare package for them.

Because things happened in a hurry, Mr. Nightmare could only randomly give these people some experience from the nightmares of his previous victims from the nightmares he had compiled before.

This behavior of fooling customers made Mr. Nightmare a little ashamed. As a long-term researcher of the subconscious, his job is actually a psychologist and an explorer in the frontier field.

Mr. Nightmare's research field is mainly the impact of prosthetic bodies on people's mental state. Through some cases, he concluded that human self-cognition is based on the body itself, and the invasion of prosthetic bodies will lead to human self-cognition disorders, and eventually lead to Mental illness develops.

In addition, he also published some coats of arms on the cognitive differences between superhumans and human races by analogy, which once caused a very high popularity on the Internet.

Then he was bullied by the Internet, and many colleagues published papers refuting him, many of which were sponsored by companies for comments.

Everyone knows the final result. Mr. Nightmare, who suddenly awakened, staged a scene where one day he would kill all the keyboard dogs in the world with a sword in his hand, and he went mentally abnormal.

"So, what do you want me to do with this lady?" Mr. Nightmare used the phone vine in the basement to contact Mikkelsen. In this place where plants are replacing electronic products everywhere, his mental illness has undoubtedly become more serious.

"Try to see if you can pull her into the dream first, but be careful. If she is the person we thought, there may be a firewall in the subconscious." Mikkelsen didn't want to expose Mr. Nightmare to Tangy, he was worried about that The reckless man wiped the opponent's neck easily.

"A subconscious firewall? Interesting, let me try." Mr. Nightmare eagerly began to create a dream, and then tried to pull Soluasso into his own world.

The whole process does not require him to have direct contact with Soluasuo, just like the Lord of Happy Dreams, the only thing he needs is Soluasuo to go to sleep.

The crux of the whole thing is this, how to put something that might be a player to sleep.

Soluyasuo cooperated very well. She almost let Tang Ji tie herself up firmly. That kind of reckless attitude made Tang Ji almost sure that the other party was the player.

"The prison riot failed, and the prisoners barely resisted. Soluasso is being brought back to the building where the target is located. Do you want to intervene?" The sniper in the distance reported to Makarian.

And this news was naturally heard by Mikkelsen, he directly pulled Tang Ji: "Stop here, our guests can't wait."

"What guest?" Tang Ji frowned. From the very beginning, he felt that what happened today was a bit strange.

Mikkelsen undoubtedly has the ability to terminate the riot at any time, but he does not, and Wu Qianying had deliberately asked him to show up more in prison, especially in front of prisoners, which obviously has other meanings.

"It's just a temporary plan. I didn't have time to tell you, but it seems that the result is very satisfactory." Mikkelsen looked at his watch, as if he was calculating something.

He suddenly took a step forward, just in front of Tang Ji, a cluster of green blood splashed out instantly, Mikkelsen snorted, turned his head and said to Tang Ji: "Wang Zhengdao will appear in five seconds, Don't ask too many questions, just follow him, we've found that damn internet ghost!"

???

Tang Ji looked at Mikkelsen who seemed to be about to die in the next second with a question mark on his head, and then looked at Soluasso in his hand. Obviously, this was another standard Mikkelsen-style sudden action.

Only he knew the full picture of the whole plan, and others were either completely kept in the dark, or only partly aware of it.

Tang Ji didn't like this kind of plan very much, and Wang Zhengdao obviously did too. When he appeared, he was still holding a roll of toilet paper in his hand, obviously taking the opportunity to go to the bathroom for a temporary business trip.

"Damn it, give me the exact address!" Wang Zhengdao's expression was not very good, because he just received the message 15 seconds ago.

For this reason, he had to type the speech of the rotating chairman of the European Union, and trot all the way to the bathroom. Now the whole European Union knows that his kidney is not good.

Mikkelsen reported a coordinate to Wang Zhengdao. Wang Zhengdao sighed, grabbed Tang Ji's hand and disappeared in the square. The whole handover process only took eight seconds.

And before the sniper reported what he saw, he was pierced through the eye by a hard vine that lurked beside him at some point.

"Where is this?" Tang Ji looked at the spacious and bright corridor in front of him, and crushed his fingers, the blood of the prisoner still remained on his fingertips.

The employees of the Hutt Group were more surprised than them. At first, no one noticed the two men who suddenly appeared in the corridor, but an otaku who came out to make coffee with earphones suddenly exclaimed: "Tang Ji?! "

Then the whole scene began to collapse. A female white-collar worker who was sitting at her desk fishing suddenly turned pale. The next second, she seemed to have lost her nerves and slammed into the huge French window, jumping from the 35th floor. Down.

"Very good, now I understand, she belongs to you." Tang Ji moved his wrist, and pressed the fat man who was suspected of being a fan with one hand: "Where is your server room?"

"Engineering room?" The fat man was stunned for a second before he realized: "Pointing to the top of his head, right above us, there is only a reinforced ceiling blocking you, if it's you, it should be."

Tang Ji really doesn't need other help. Although the floor here is five meters high and looks like a solid ceiling, he can directly use phase shift to pass through it.

The sword of Damolix, the ghost on the Internet, the secret weapon used by the pioneers to monopolize the hegemony of the Internet, is now less than five meters above him.

Tang Ji instantly entered the state of phase shift and appeared directly on the upper floor.

He could feel the temperature around him drop suddenly, and the low and powerful roar of the refrigerator lingered in his ears.

It occupies a height of at least five floors, an empty and huge room with only a basic frame, and server matrices that look like high-rise buildings are located here, casting strange shadows under the weak and dark lights of the lights.

"What should I do? Unplug the power?" Tang Ji subconsciously took out his mobile phone and planned to call Wu Qianying, but his phone rang first and was connected directly.

"Keep moving forward for 150 meters, I'll wait for you there." After the call was connected, an unfamiliar voice said only one sentence and then hung up.

"Pretending to be a ghost." Tang Ji ran 150 meters almost before the other party's voice landed, and the server hosts running silently on both sides watched him like a ghost.

"Because I'm not a human, a ghost or a ghost." A voice suddenly appeared in the darkness, making Tang Ji feel what it's like to be jumped for a long time.

As one of the seven original sins at the LV2 stage, Tang Ji's physical body has been strengthened to a stage unimaginable by ordinary people. Under normal conditions, he can run at a speed of hundreds of kilometers per hour, lift several tons of heavy objects, and see objects at night. The ability to zoom in and magnify the scene in front of you is also learned by the body like instinct.

Moreover, Tang Ji was in an abnormal state most of the time during the battle. His anger, as well as the anger of the surrounding humans, could enhance his strength without limit.

The meaning of superhumanity was vividly reflected in him, and it was precisely because of this that Tang Ji was startled by the voice behind him.

He made sure that when he walked quickly through those servers, he carefully observed all corners, there was no one, he listened to the surrounding sounds, under the noisy sound of the refrigerator, there was no sound of breathing.

Apart from him, there is no second person here, and now he has appeared.

Tang Ji turned around silently, looking at the direction where the voice appeared first, where a group of black mosaic-style human figures protruded from the surface of a server, which looked like some kind of growth.

"I'm what you're looking for." The group of accretions surged forward, and said calmly: "We shouldn't be enemies, but it seems that there is no other good way except to completely destroy me. "

"What are you?" Tang Ji was really unable to determine the state of the other party. Even by superhuman standards, this thing was exaggerated.

"Strictly speaking, I used to be a member of superhumans." The ghost twisted its body and said to Tang Ji: "But that I am dead, just like other bodies, the players who occupy my body will eventually die because of The work was too boring and abandoned me. My current consciousness was born from an unowned body. It was an accident, both for them and for me personally. What they originally hoped to obtain was a It's just a tool."

"Why should I destroy you? I have already found this place, and those pioneers dare not face me directly." Tang Ji looked at the other party's vague figure, even he could perceive the value of this thing, if they mastered this With a sharp sword, the pioneers and players will really become rats in the gutter.

"Because what you see is only a part of me, they cloned 99 copies of me, and formed eleven supercomputing matrices around the world to improve my computing power." Ghost introduced his situation: "I know you are What do you think, you have 3 minutes to use me now, and then they will notice that this calculation stage has been breached, and destroy this part of my existence through the matrix."

"If you destroy me before they react, you will make them suffer the data loss. At least [-] superhumans' data will be erased, and they will get rid of the possibility of becoming a body." The ghost said sinisterly: "Of course, the final decision is yours to make.

"I just hope you can keep the conversation between us a secret. I don't want Mikkelsen to know my existence." Ghost's tone seemed to know Tang Ji and the others very well: "Of course, the final decision is your own choice."

Two consecutive sentences with the same pattern seem to imply that the ghost has lost most of its humanity, and at the same time emphasize that the right to choose is in Tang Ji's hands, which makes people sound comfortable.

But this can't explain why the ghost showed up on his own initiative. If he wanted to hide himself, he shouldn't have appeared in front of Tang Ji at all.

In the dark, Tang Ji and the ghost just looked at each other. Although the ghost had no eyes, Tang Ji could still feel each other's eyes.

"Hahaha, forget it, I knew I couldn't fool you." The ghost's tone suddenly changed from a doll-like machine to a vivid one: "I just want to see you with my own eyes, I know all your information, but some Things have to be seen in person.”

The sudden activation of the ghost made Tang Ji feel as if a stone had landed in his heart. Although it was horrifying, he finally returned to normal.

"I'm going to make a deal with you, only with you, not involving Mikkelsen and Wu Qianying, I've made a request, how about you just make a decision on whether to make a deal with me based on your intuition?" When the ghost opened his mouth, it was like a Vice optimistic, I'm going to start lying to you with the tone.

For some reason, Tang Ji suddenly became angry.

(End of this chapter)