I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 99 Good News

Tang Ji didn't want to guess whether the Prophet and the Seven Deadly Sins had reached a secret cooperation, because he himself maintained a certain degree of tacit understanding with greed and reached a transaction intention with jealousy.

From the standpoint of all human beings, Tang Ji is so-called impeccable to the prophet, he just doesn't like the feeling of being kept in the dark.

This feeling was like looking in a mirror, Tang Ji looked at Wang Zhengdao silently, and suddenly realized that what the prophet did was almost exactly the same as him.

They all have unspeakable secrets and extraordinary abilities, and they all only believe in themselves and have reservations about anyone.

What did you say?I treated you the way you treated me, but you got angry!

Tang Ji didn't have the face to question the Prophet, and Wang Zhengdao and the Prophet had already played hard to get, so it was hard to guarantee that Wang Zhengdao was not sent out by the Prophet this time.

"Why did you tell me?" Tang Ji looked at the witch in the box, who squinted and seemed to be asleep.

"I have been with the Prophet for many years, and I have always wanted to know what I have accomplished in the future she saw." Wang Zhengdao looked at Tang Ji with an excited expression on his face: "For so many years, she never told me Live those futures! But she told you, and it proves you're a big shot."

"What does this have to do with you?" Tang Ji shook the box vigorously, looked at the startled head, and smiled with satisfaction.

Go to jail, be serious, don't sleep when you want to.

"The prophet is dying." Wang Zhengdao was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said: "I need a new ally, you can understand it as a backer."

"You are very strong, why don't you be more independent?" Tang Ji asked puzzled. When he met Wang Zhengdao for the first time, he knew that Wang Zhengdao was very strong, and this was not counting his ability to jump in space.

"Not strong enough." Wang Zhengdao shook his head: "Do you know how I met the Prophet?"

Tang Ji looked at Wang Zhengdao and said nothing. He is not the kind of person who likes to play guessing games.

"I was locked in a cell by the player. I knew that my ability should not have been caught, but at that time my ability was not proficient enough. They also injected me with some kind of sedative, which made me even have the will to escape. I can't even get up, I just want to lie there quietly." Wang Zhengdao shook his head, deeply moved.

"I can see the room at the end of the corridor. Superhuman beings are sent into it, and when they come out, they are no longer me." Wang Zhengdao had a frightened expression on his face: "More superhuman beings are pushed in, and then they come out again." When it came out, it was just residue."

"You're not the first?" Tang Ji was a little curious, he was interested in anything related to players: "If I were a player, I would definitely not let go of your ability."

"Listen to me. At that time, they just started to analyze the secrets of the blood of greed. The technology was immature, and they were afraid of wasting me." Wang Zhengdao sat on the stone by the roadside: "Those players will even imitate the greedy blood. Human appetite, they thought that desire was also the reason for the ability to take effect, and for a while I saw blood-mouthed cannibals every day."

"The prophet saved you?" Tang Ji threw the box on the road, took out a cigarette from Wang Zhengdao's clothes, and lit one for himself.

"People from the Ark organization destroyed that base, but they came too late." Wang Zhengdao opened his sleeves and trouser legs, showing Tang Ji his scars.

His calf is still there, but most of the muscle tissue has been stripped away. The function of the lower limbs is maintained entirely by the mechanical structure, and the scars extend upwards visible to the naked eye.

"They ate half of me." Wang Zhengdao parted his hair, allowing Tang Ji to see the scar on the skull: "Including my brain."

"They can't figure out which part to eat to gain my ability, so they can only try slowly, eat a little of this, and a little of that." Wang Zhengdao covered the scar again: "I am not a cowardly person, but all of my Courage may be used in continuing to live."

"Both players and greed are looking for me, but the Prophet is like a big tree sheltering me." Wang Zhengdao looked at Tang Ji: "I can't bear the banner of fighting against players, but you can, I can see it."

"Let the prophet tell me in person." Tang Ji covered his head with his coat, waved his hand, and stopped a taxi: "Or are you planning to send me all the way back to Night City?"

Wang Zhengdao smiled wryly, turned and left the street.

"Sir, where are you going?" The driver looked at Tang Ji and asked cautiously. The other party's clothes didn't look like tourists, and he was carrying a suspicious package.

"Go to the nearest airport." Tang Ji patted the box through his clothes, telling the witch to be honest.

The road back to Night City is not easy, especially when Tang Ji is penniless and still has a head.

In the end, Tang Ji chose to contact the LS Road Group. After removing the influence of the Prophet, the enterprise is still the entity he is most familiar with.

Although he knows that cooperating with capital is tantamount to making a deal with the devil, Tang Ji can at least figure out what he has to pay and what he can get.

The contact person of LS Road Group was as enthusiastic as ever, and connected the phone almost a second after the phone rang. After verifying Tang Ji's identity, he immediately arranged the follow-up itinerary.

Tang Ji took the witch's head and boarded the business class flight to Night City.

Although the senior management of LS Road knew that Tang Ji had an ulterior relationship with a major shareholder, don't expect them to have any extra-standard arrangements.

Fortunately, LS Road at least arranged a special passenger status for Tang Ji, so that his belongings did not need to go through the security check.

These days, it is quite normal for the office staff of major companies to carry some contraband with them. Major airlines have set up special passenger status for companies with sufficient specifications to facilitate them to carry weapons, corpses, illegal drugs and other things around the world. Fly back and forth.

Therefore, it is actually not a big deal for Tang Ji to take a human head on the plane, as long as it is covered up so as not to scare ordinary passengers.

Moreover, airlines generally considerately place special passengers together so that they do not affect other passengers.

For example, Tang Ji, as soon as he sat down, he found a colleague next to him in the aisle. He was dressed similarly to him and looked similar to him.

Fit but cheap suits, because people like them usually wear bulletproof vests longer than underwear, but they are generally in good shape, it is easy to buy suitable clothes, and the tactical boots under their feet completely expose their identity.

With tired but vigilant eyes, everyone seems to be determining the next target to be killed. The palm is half hidden in the shadow, the fingers are slightly bent, and the gun can be drawn at any time.

Seeing Tang Ji, the colleague retracted the black box that was originally placed on the outside to make room for a sufficiently spacious aisle, nodded slightly at him, then shifted his gaze to the window, and continued to look at Tang Ji through the reflection of the glass.

Tang Ji looked at the box in his hand, and then at the other party's box. They were about the same size, and suddenly felt funny. Could it be that the other party's box also contained a human head?

Tang Ji smiled, and put all these boring little thoughts aside, leaning on the back of the chair, feeling the push back brought by the plane taking off, while thinking about the Ark organization and players.

As an organization whose original intention was to fight against players, Tang Ji felt that the Ark organization had essentially collapsed.

Perhaps at the beginning the Prophet did gather a lot of people who were inspired to sacrifice for human civilization, but with the continuous blood loss, the newly added manpower reduced the "purity" of the organization.

In Tang Ji’s opinion, a prophet is not even a good leader. She has indeed made a lot of money by relying on her foresight, but no leader will often emphasize to his subordinates that he will soon die.

Even if she wanted to appear candid, it shouldn't be from this angle.

The Prophet is dying. Not only Tang Ji, but also Wang Zhengdao knows about it. I'm afraid everyone in the Ark organization knows about it, otherwise they wouldn't be so loose.

There is still a period of time before the player's full-scale invasion. It is better to muddle along during this period. The first naturalized person Tang Ji killed, Feisal, had this simple idea.

Tang Ji silently crossed the Ark organization in his heart, but he was not discouraged. Since the prophet told Tang Ji without hesitation that the Ark organization had incorporated several other organizations during its development, their goal was also to fight against player.

That being the case, there must be other organizations that are aware of the player's existence and are fighting against the player, and whose scale and volume are not inferior to the Ark organization.

Tang Ji didn't try to obtain this information from the prophet, he didn't want the prophet's view of good and evil to affect his judgment.

In many cases, Tang Ji is not a good person, he does things unscrupulously, has principles, but is not rigid.

At this time, the plane has entered the cruising mode, and the carefully selected flight attendants began to provide expensive paid services for passengers.

"Would you like water, sir?" The stewardess looked at Tang Ji slightly with a professional smile: "A warm reminder to you, passengers with zero consumption throughout the journey will be charged an extra 20.00% the next time they take a flight with this airline cost of."

"A glass of water." Tang Ji swiped his card blankly. This is also a special service on the plane. Some low-cost airlines will even land directly in non-destination cities because the passengers on the plane do not meet the consumption standards, and save costs. .

"Thank you for your patronage. The 15.00 federal currency has been credited to the account, and you will be charged [-]% service charge." The stewardess smiled and gave Tang Ji a coupon with a lipstick stamp.

Flaming red lips are real red lips, but the coupon can only be used on this flight.

Don't think that airlines are overbearing, they do have the capital, as the fastest way for human beings to travel, international routes have always been the airline's hematopoietic machine.

Those giant airlines have already divided international routes into each other. In order to ensure that their own interests are not violated, they will send fighter jets to shoot down those brave people who dare to share the profits.

Of course, they only stared at the routes of the civilian market, completely ignoring the private jets of major companies.

As soon as the stewardess walked away, the witch who was bumped into the box suddenly moved. Tang Ji lifted up her clothes and took a look. The other party seemed to have regained more consciousness. Although she couldn't speak, the moment she saw him, her eyes Emotions of fear and hatred were evident.

Interestingly, Tang Ji felt that before completely destroying this thing, giving Wu Qianying her as a gift should make her happy.

The colleague focused his attention the first time the box moved. He subconsciously pressed his hand on his own box, as if he was worried that it would move too.

When he raised his head, he happened to see Tang Ji was also observing him. Only then did he realize that his observation seemed a little too obvious, and he smiled apologetically.

Tang Ji is also very magnanimous, and there is a kind of smile in his smile, I am sorry that my disobedient side has affected you.

As a result, when the two colleagues had to make eye contact, the box under the colleague's hand also shook, and a voice came out: "I want to drink!"

This time it's Tang Ji's turn to be restless
how?These days, everyone doesn’t go out for a walk with their dogs anymore, is it more popular to take a walk with their heads?
Are superhuman beings who can maintain vigorous vitality after being beheaded a little overwhelmed?

The two colleagues laughed even more embarrassingly, what else could they say?You can only educate your own heads, be careful, and be obedient, or else you will be thrown out of the sky, or you will be flushed into the toilet.

A few minutes later, the colleague couldn't bear it any longer, and asked in a low voice, "You also accepted that mission?"

"Which mission?" Tang Ji was a little puzzled. He had a lot of missions. Fighting against players was the main mission, and there were even more side missions.

"You don't know? It was posted by those rich people." The peers didn't seem to care whether Tang Ji knew about the mission, but just clapped the box in his hand: "They want samples of flesh and blood restorers. If they are alive, the price will be doubled." times."

"I'm not hostile." The peer explained proactively, "But I want to cooperate with you."

"How to cooperate?" Tang Ji became interested. At this stage, who has the most flesh and blood resuscitation superhumans?Players, of course, except they are naturalized.

It's clear what would have happened if rich men had discovered this uncanny, almost death-defying power.

Before the actual research, they didn't know the side effects of [Cancer Recovery], not to mention that for the wealthy, even if they get cancer, it is not a big deal.

"We each have a flesh and blood resuscitator in our hands, but the market is only so big. If we appear together, it may cause the price of the commodity to fall." The colleague said cautiously: "So I hope you can appear in Night City temporarily. Someone else found the one in your hand."

"The official purchase price is 50 yuan per kilogram of biological tissue, and 500 million yuan each for living and conscious ones." The colleague said to Tang Ji: "I am willing to share 20.00% of the profit with you, and I just ask you to wait for another week. "

"It's only a week, and you can get 100 million more, how about it?" The colleague looked at Tang Ji with fiery eyes, as if he would open fire if he didn't cooperate.

Is the market competition already so fierce?Tang Ji almost laughed out loud, of course he could see why the other party was so impatient.

I am afraid that this is not the only flesh and blood radiator who has been hunted down, he is just the lucky one who went back to turn in the task first.

next week?I'm afraid the price will be less than zero next week!
(End of this chapter)