My Dimensional Life Simulator

Chapter 139 The Old Way of Simulators (No Subscription Required)

After a brief search in the so-called lower-level area, Jiang Feng also learned about the approximate distribution of the sphere of influence in the lower-level area.

Obviously, the current situation is completely different from what he saw in the "Quick Simulation", maybe this is caused by the extreme personality of the simulator.

At this time, if you want to enter the normal area, even though you don't need to participate in the death game, you only need to verify your identity and pay a considerable amount of money, and you can get rid of the slightly harsh environment here.

But even if most ordinary people spend most of their lives working in the lower urban area to earn money, they may not be able to realize their dream of crossing levels.

Because although there will not be heavy taxes like in ancient times, some organizations that specialize in establishing influence in the lower areas and making money with this will use various methods to plunder wealth from them.

Just talking about the mechanical kidney installed in Scarface, he bought it at one time because he lived in the normal area, and often went to the war zone, and had a very considerable income, but most ordinary people in the lower areas wake up every morning The first thing to do is to check how much time is left for your mechanical heart, and how much you need to repay today, so that if your mechanical organs suddenly shut down during work and directly plunge yourself into dead silence, no one will go ignore him.

Perhaps, those liquidators who came to take back the unrepayed organs would kindly throw his dead body into the waste factory for disposal.

Thinking about this, Jiang Feng sighed softly, looking at the thick metal wall at the top of the city, a trace of pity and sympathy flashed in his eyes.

It seems that no matter what kind of world and era we are in, human beings will eventually form various class systems. A true utopian society may exist in that endless universe, but if we want to maintain that kind of scene, who knows what will be lost Woolen cloth.

Jiang Feng turned his head to look at the highest point of this red and blue interlaced city full of futuristic wind, and said:

"Now, let's go to the biggest power in the city and borrow some money from a friendly friend."

"After all, I'm just following the rules."

two hours later.

No. 88, the pinnacle building in the lower city area.

With the imitator Feng Lan not in control, the leader of the most powerful force who is domineering and doing evil in this city on weekdays has also ushered in a nightmare of his own at this time.

I saw a young man wearing a simple combat uniform with a stern and handsome face, which made men sigh that his handsomeness exceeded the upper limit, strolling leisurely in the building.

As for the original communication equipment and defenses of this building, they have long since turned into blocks that they do not know how to use and operate. It is completely illogical to say that the weight has increased dozens of times out of thin air.

And the things like safes that could be opened easily have become thick and tightly stitched silver-white squares. Although the firearms and equipment in their hands have not had much impact, the bullets have lost dozens of shuttles. It's just a little pothole on the box.

Even the explosives stored in the warehouse have inexplicably turned into a thing with TNT written on it, but they don't know how to control it.

Jiang Feng glanced at the unarmed but strong men behind him, and said:
"Where is your boss?"

"The top floor." A strong man lowered his head and said, with a little fear in his eyes that couldn't fade away.

Even now, he has not figured out why this kind of monster "foreigner", who can definitely make a career in the normal area, would come to their lower city to do things for no reason.

There is also the ability to turn everything into cubes, which is simply an extremely weird ability, and if it weren't for the iron giants who were transformed from cubes, they would have to try to see if they could turn everything into cubes. The man was slaughtered.

Jiang Feng nodded slightly, and pinched the ceiling with his right hand.

The color on the ceiling was neat and uniform, but several faint cracks instantly appeared on the squares with obvious boundaries, and then they were quietly shattered in the blink of an eye, turning into illusory squares and falling on the floor without any trace. Half the sound.

He made a move with both hands to the illusory cubes that fell on the ground, and all the cubes moved to their feet and gradually stacked up.

Afterwards, the walls of each floor shattered and fell, constantly replenishing under their feet, turning into a solid steel elevator and going straight to the top of the building.

After a while.

Seeing the shattered top layer and falling straight in front of him, the leader of the faction with a little fear in his eyes was kneeling on the ground like a resented little daughter-in-law.

After all, this kind of monster-like man is definitely not something he can deal with. The little brothers who didn't see him all huddled in the corner one by one, silently guarded by those seemingly godless iron giants made of pure steel.

Jiang Feng made a slight move to the surrounding squares, and dozens of squares flew across the air and landed behind him, and then stacked layers to form a sofa of different colors.

After he glanced at the leader in front of him, he sat on the sofa carelessly, as if he was the overlord of an underground fighting arena.

After thinking for a few seconds, Jiang Feng said:
"Currently in the lower city of No. 88, can you have a way to control other forces?"

"Big, my lord, how could I be able to do this?" The leader swallowed a little, pointed up tremblingly, and said, "You must know that we are just for the higher-ups. It’s all about miscellaneous work, basically every force in the lower urban area will involve the big shots in the normal area. If something is not done well, maybe the next day someone from above will send someone to kill us and replace it with a more obedient person. go to work."

Jiang Feng leaned on the sofa with one hand, tapped his head slightly with his right hand, and said:
"Is there a deeper area under the lower city? I don't think there are slums in the lower city."

"How is this possible, my lord?" The leader's eyes dodged, and when he was about to say a few perfunctory words, he saw his little brothers were directly squeezed together by the squares next to them and became part of the wall.

This also shocked his heart, and he said quickly:
"Yes, yes, that is the bottom layer area, which is responsible for digging ores in the underground area. Our forces are only responsible for transporting personnel, and I don't know anything about it."

Hearing this, Jiang Feng frowned slightly.

It seems that in the rapid simulation, the simulator Feng Lan is still engaged in some kind of recovery campaign, but now, the situation is almost the same as the world at the beginning of the rapid simulation.

It seems that in terms of personality, is the negative personality still dominant?
Thinking of this, Jiang Feng's fingertips suddenly flashed several small energies, and before the leader and others could react, they all flooded into their minds, causing their eyes to change instantly, and the eyes looking at Jiang Feng were full of reverence and loyalty.

As for the miscellaneous soldiers around them, they gradually merged with the wall, turning into pools of blood and disappearing without a trace.

Anyway, for Jiang Feng, it's better to deal with these guys who are doing all kinds of evil and have countless lives on their hands and are of no use value as soon as possible. If the news is exposed inexplicably, his actions may be ruined at once. .

He stood up with his hands on the sofa and walked to the gap, looking down at the red and blue city, he said:

"Find a reason and call the leaders of other forces in this city to have a small meeting together; just say, you have a big, big profit cake, and you plan to share it with them."

"In other respects, after restoring the building, you only need to maintain the original appearance, and wait until you have fully grasped the lower part of No. 88 before proceeding to the next step."

A month later.

In the unpretentious and low-key building that was redecorated at Jiang Feng's request.

Men who are tall and thick, but whose bodies have been more or less mechanically transformed, walked in one after another, and almost all of them were wearing weird makeup, but they were all relatively beautiful and naked, but they all had straps around their necks. A woman in an electronic chain.

And those women are trying to curry favor with these men, and at the same time attracting their hands, there are crazy smiles on their faces.

At this time, there was a sound of heavy footsteps coming from behind them. Before they could turn their heads, these men who were standing slowly in the aisle were pushed to the ground.

But when they wanted to turn around and scold the visitor, a hint of fear from the bottom of their hearts inadvertently flashed in their eyes.

I saw several well-armed women with tactical goggles covering the upper part of their faces walking on both sides, escorting the middle one who was wearing a white military uniform, with light red hair, and a pair of thigh-length legs. boots woman.

A woman's mind is a little broad, and even the uniform can hardly conceal her majestic mind, but the extremely stern face and eyes under the military cap that depicts the badge of the future city make the leaders of the lustful little forces around them feel uneasy. Take back your eyes.

After all, this woman is not a guy who can only run around in the lower city like them, but a real big shot from a higher area.

If a person accidentally died under her knife, then the "good-hearted person" who collected their corpses probably just wanted to take away the remaining value in their bodies-organs.

After a while.

In a relatively spacious restaurant with luxurious and extravagant decoration, men and women of different sizes and expressions are sitting around a long dining table, and whispering between left and right.

A man with a strong figure, but half of his face is mechanically modified, said: "What do you think, Mu Jin is trying to do?"

"Who knows, I don't believe that there is some big cake hidden in his hand that even the people on it don't know." The man beside him wore gold-rimmed glasses, but there was a layer of red and blue interlaced pattern attached to his throat. The man replied with a sneer.

The man with half of his face mechanically transformed slightly frowned on the remaining half of his brow, tapped the table lightly, and said:
"However, everyone who came here today must not be for the piece of cake he mentioned, but for the big man at the top."

"Nonsense, if I have time to play this kind of house-playing game with Mu Jin, it would be worthwhile to go to Duoga for a few kidneys." The wine glass shook slightly, looked at the drink in it, and said: "What's more, the turmoil in the war zone has become more and more serious recently. Although I don't know the specific reason why the person above came down, if he is lucky enough to climb a high branch, the result will you know too."

Before the man could continue talking, the thick door was gradually pushed open, and the red-haired woman walked in calmly. After glancing at everyone, she went directly to the main seat and sat down. Mu Jin, the leader of the coming forces, lost face.

And the women with tactical goggles behind her were scattered all over the banquet hall, showing a faint posture of not disturbing others.

After a few seconds.

The red-haired woman leaned back on the chair, raised her legs, put her left shoulder on the chair, and propped her face with her palms, and said:

"I heard that you guys are going to have a small meeting, so let's take part in it briefly. You should have no objections."

Seeing everyone bowing their heads in silence, there seemed to be a little more satisfaction and disdain in the woman's pale red eyes.

"Where is Mu Jin, why hasn't he come yet?"

The voice just fell.

The door of the banquet hall opened again, and a man in a suit and leather shoes with a cigar in the corner of his mouth exhaled smoke and walked leisurely into the banquet hall.

After seeing the person coming, he didn't look groveling like the leaders of other forces. Instead, he looked at the red-haired woman's figure wantonly and let out admiration again and again.

"The top floor area, when did the adults of the Wang family come to such a dilapidated place in the lower city?"

"This place is very chaotic. It's normal for something like yours to happen."

Hearing this, before the red-haired woman could make a move, the armed female bodyguard standing on the face of the banquet hall quickly rushed forward, pulled out the dagger on her thigh and put it on Mu Jin's throat with lightning speed. Then he gestured slightly to the red-haired woman.

The red-haired girl didn't show any anger on her face, instead she looked Mu Jin up and down with a little interest, and said:

"Dare to say such things to me, aren't you afraid of death? Or is the cake in your hand enough to save your life?"

"Those, those are just a scam. I thought that the people from the lower city of No. 88 would be satisfied when they came here. I didn't expect to catch you, a big shot." Even with the sharp knife in his throat, Mu Jin still looked indifferent. , without the slightest hint of nervousness, on the contrary, there was a slight smile on his face.

"Kill him." The red-haired girl froze for a second, then said with a cold face.

Before the dagger grazed Mu Jin's throat, everything present was instantly grazed by a wisp of energy, and then turned into pieces of large and small cubes that fell to the ground, making a crackling sound.

"Mu Jin, next time you make up your own mind, I don't mind replacing you."

A voice came from outside the door, and Mu Jin slammed the female bodyguard's abdomen hard with his modified right hand, causing her to fly backwards for several meters.

As for himself, he bent slightly and looked at the door, his eyes full of respect.

I saw a man in a pure white suit with a handsome face walking into the banquet hall slowly, even the red-haired woman with a stern face couldn't help being stunned on the spot.

After Jiang Feng glanced at everyone's expressions, he couldn't help but sigh at the perfection of the will incarnation of this planet. After all, even his own body couldn't reach this level.

The red-haired girl came back to her senses, forcibly suppressed her slightly confused heart, and said:
"Who are you!?"

"I'm just an ordinary man passing by." The corners of Jiang Feng's mouth curled up slightly, and he spread his hands and said, "But everyone, you can keep the valuable ones, and you can walk on with the sins you carry with you if you are worthless." into the abyss of sin."

He turned his head to look at Mu Jin, pointed down and said:
"Should you send someone to deal with those small forces below?"

When it came to his "professional scope", Mu Jin was very straightforward, he said: "Your Excellency, you can rest assured, except for those present, no one will know tonight that a private banquet was held here. "

"well-done."

Jiang Feng looked at the red-haired girl and said:
"Miss from four families, although I don't know why you are so stupid to think that there is a huge profit cake in the lower city, but getting you, a useful puppet, is very helpful to my plan."

"Who are you? What are you doing for? Could it be that you want to subvert the lower part of the city?" the red-haired woman asked sharply.

Hearing this, Jiang Feng walked towards it slowly, and the female bodyguards on both sides rushed forward without saying a word, but before they got close, they were blocked by thick blocks that suddenly appeared. And surround it.

Jiang Feng smiled and said: "It's a good idea, but your structure is too small. Compared to subverting the lower city of a mere city, I want to subvert the entire "future city". By the way, the supreme ruler Feng Rand—take down the throne."

The red-haired woman frowned tightly, and there seemed to be a touch of surprise and mockery in her red eyes. She said:
"You are crazy, just like a lunatic who escaped from a mental hospital. You can only talk nonsense here and subvert hundreds of cities. This is something that no one can do in history or even in the future."

Jiang Feng shook his head, as if guessing something in his heart, he said pitifully: "It seems that you don't know anything, maybe that part of the past has already been cleaned up."

"What do you mean?" the red-haired girl asked in surprise.

Jiang Feng walked to the side of the red-haired girl with his hands behind his back, glanced at the leaders of the major forces who were not moving at all, their eyes were full of panic and anxiety, and said:
"It's okay to tell you. In fact, the ruler, Feng Lan, was the first man to overthrow Future City, and the original ruler seems to be his grandfather."

"And to put it more broadly, the four major forces that are basically superior to this world have all been victors in history, but now they no longer have the need to exist as before."

Just as the red-haired girl was about to say something, Jiang Feng interrupted her with a sneer, then patted her forehead and said, "But you are right in saying something, I am really a little crazy, and I thought of wasting time talking to you about this nonsense."

As soon as these words came out, the red-haired girl was full of surprise and puzzlement, and even the leaders of the forces present did not quite understand what Jiang Feng's words were trying to express.

But next second.

A burst of energy burst out, knocking everyone present unconscious, and then, dozens of words of energy shot out from his fingertips, and then rushed into the minds of everyone present.

After a while.

When they woke up again, there was no trace of fear and resistance in their eyes, only the reverence like Mu Jin.

Jiang Feng patted the red-haired girl's shoulder lightly, subconsciously glanced at her eyes, then quickly put them away, and said:

"After you go back with your bodyguard, just follow the original appearance and don't show any flaws."

"And don't put too much thought into competing for the so-called power with those idiots in the top districts, spend more time dealing with interpersonal relationships, and if you are sure, go to infiltrate the normal districts of each city, and then cooperate with Mu Jin to act together."

"Yes, my lord." The red-haired girl quickly stood up, bent down and said, "It is my highest honor to serve you."

After Jiang Feng accidentally caught a glimpse of the bottomless valley, he quickly came back to his senses and coughed lightly, looked at Mu Jin and said:
"Mu Jin, these people are called to you. Try to fully integrate all the resources in the lower city of No. 88 in the shortest possible time, and then give priority to the action on the bottom area."

months later.

The Lower City of City 88 is completely unified.

The large and small forces are almost integrated together, and they are also involved in the bottom area of ​​No. 88.

As for the war zone, Jiang Feng was worried that the manager named Feng Lan would play around with each war zone like a chessboard controller, so he didn't carry out any corresponding activities there.

After careful inspection, Jiang Feng also found that because the Xiacheng District was too chaotic in the past, there were no surveillance facilities in the Xiacheng District at all, which completely corresponded to his idea - the management of the Xiacheng District was controlled by the major financial groups above. of.

And through the channel of the red-haired girl of the Wang family, some of the people in the lower city who had been implanted with the ideological seal by him also went to the normal area one after another, and cooperated with her in carrying out a series of trade activities.

It's just that everything that happened in this process made Jiang Feng feel a little more suspicious and scruples, because it really went so smoothly that there was almost no obstacle to what he wanted to do, just like the fast simulation. That way, that Feng Yao should have been able to stop the actions of the imitator Feng Lan long ago, but in the end he waited for Feng Lan to kill the controller's base on the "Carmen Line", and did not take much action.

This also made Jiang Feng feel that he seemed to be just like Feng Lan at that time, always being manipulated by Feng Yao, and controlled all the way like a puppet, and finally walked to the top position.

Jiang Feng was leaning on the sofa on the top floor of No. 88 Xiacheng District, every inch of his heart was filled with puzzlement.

All this is really strange.

Could it be that what he did was really just a game this Feng Lan was playing with him?

He shook his head and let out a long sigh, then walked to the window and looked at the metal wall at the top hundreds of meters away, a faint smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

After all, it's useless for him to worry about this kind of thing. Right now, he can't find the specific location of Feng Lan. If he finds it, he will block the surrounding signal field without saying a word, and go straight up and rub the old boy on the ground. , with a stamp of thought.

dong dong dong.

Hearing the knock on the door, Jiang Feng said without looking back, "Come in, Mu Jin."

After Mu Jin walked into the room, his figure seemed a little restrained, he kept his head down and dared not speak.

Jiang Feng turned around, looked at his appearance, and said slowly: "If you have anything to say, you can just say it directly, there is no need to cover it up."

"My lord, the channel above has basically stabilized, you can go to the normal area now." Mu Jin said.

"Cancel the itinerary, and then build weapons according to the special console I made, and throw all the weapons connected to the central system into the warehouse, so as not to cause a commotion after being destroyed."

Although Jiang Feng already knew about the opening of channels, after thinking about it just now, his thoughts about going to the normal area were slightly restrained.

If that Feng Lan was really "playing chess", he would definitely be the one who was anxious when he saw that he was not going to the normal area. After all, this should be regarded as a chess piece not acting according to his wishes.

It can also be said that this is a preliminary test of Feng Lan, maybe now it depends on himself or him, who will lose his temper first.

"Cancel?" Mu Jin asked in surprise.

Jiang Feng sat on the sofa, waved his hand to signal him to sit down, then nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes, I will cancel it directly. I plan to control the plan remotely. It can be regarded as a test for someone."

"Yes, my lord." Mu Jin sat on the sofa stiffly and replied with his head down.

Seeing his appearance, Jiang Feng waved his hands and said, "There's no need to be too cautious. You are my subordinate, not my slave. I'm not interested in playing the same tricks as those adults on the top floor."

Although Mu Jin's face became somewhat normal, respect and fear still shone in the depths of his eyes; although he had absolute respect for Jiang Feng, he did not completely lose his consciousness. It's just because of the fear of Jiang Feng.

After all, the behavior of increasing the mass of objects out of thin air and creating that magical creation platform is like an unknown god, completely beyond his cognition.

After taking a deep breath, Mu Jin said: "Master, then I will find someone to go up instead of you, so as not to be suspected by people in the normal area."

After Jiang Feng was stunned for a second, he frowned and said, "Hasn't the basic control of No. 88 normal area been completed yet? It's been a few months, so there must be no progress in 'Wang Meng'?"

"This, this is because of unplanned factors." Cold sweat dripped from Mu's forehead quickly, and he couldn't help swallowing saliva in his throat. You must know that he is not a necessary existence, at most he can be regarded as a messenger. To end up like the leaders of those dead forces, that's really horrible.

"Unplanned factors?" Jiang Feng asked.

According to what he knows, city 88 itself is in the hands of the Wang family. It stands to reason that even if there are any uncertain factors on Wang Meng's side, it should affect other cities. When will it be city 88's turn.

Mu Jin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and said:
"Originally, city 88 would be in the hands of Ms. Wang Meng smoothly according to the plan, but because of one of Ms. Wang Meng's suitors, city 88 has now been resold to the suitor."

To be honest, although this lord says terror is terror, if he doesn't mix with him, maybe he will live another 100 years, and he may not know that the vast and magnificent mechanical city in their eyes is in the hands of those who really hold power. Just random goods bought and sold.

Of course, these people are just "extras" in the commodity of the mechanical city.

"The Wang family sold it when they said they would sell it?" Jiang Feng asked in surprise.

You must know that when he watched the quick simulation of the simulator Feng Lan, he spent a lot of money to buy a city, not to mention that he might not be able to chase a woman to buy a city. It can be considered a loss. Could it be possible that this guy's family has lost his mind like him?
Feeling the majestic momentum gradually spreading out, Mu Jin squeezed his slightly trembling legs and said:

"I heard from Ms. Wang Meng that the suitor offered several times the value of city 88, and she couldn't refuse at all. So she would like to ask you, do you want to use some special methods to get city 88?"

"unnecessary."

Jiang Feng leaned on the sofa, his whole body almost sunk in, and a golden-green light faintly lit up in those always open eyes, he said:

"What I want has not yet been reduced to the point where a woman needs to sacrifice herself to get it."

"Just start a crazy plan, let people lure the managers of the normal area of ​​No. 88 to the junction of the normal area and the lower city, and I will personally give them a few stamps."

"In addition, United King Meng has basically carried out operations according to the same plan for the dozen or so cities we have invaded so far."

"My lord, are you going to the normal area after this?" After Mu Jin pondered the feasibility of the plan, his bowed waist gradually straightened.

Jiang Feng stood up with his hands on the sofa, then walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and quietly looked down at this red and blue city, full of feasting lights, with his eyes shining with golden green light.

With his hands behind his back, he said lightly: "I want to become a hidden devil in the border area, and gradually swallow up everything this Feng Lan has."

one year later.

Jiang Feng was sitting cross-legged in the trial battlefield that used to be the gateway to the normal area, with a rare tiger lying in his arms, howling comfortably under his claws.

During this year, his influence basically spanned half of the cities in the "Future City". Except for the unique city in the top area, almost most of the cities have been controlled by him, and even the masters have become ideological stamps. a member of

And counting, the number of people anchored by his thought seal is not tens of thousands, but there are several thousand. If the mental power consumed every day is replaced by the body, it may directly squeeze him dry. This should also be regarded as the talent of the thought seal. side effects.

However, for him who currently has the entire planet as a backup hidden energy source, that little consumption is just insignificant.

It's just that he always feels that the path he is currently on is just like the one that the imitator Feng Lan took back then, through operating forces in the normal area, and then wandering among major cities, using emotional power to treat others Brainwashing and manipulation, not to mention exactly the same, is simply not much different.

But there are a few things that have caused endless doubts in his heart. One is whether the "emotional energy" can really affect the stability of the ideological seal, and the other is whether Feng Lan has been watching theaters and playing chess to create a mental state for himself. interesting opponent.

Although no thought stamp has been found to be wrong so far, judging from the emotional energy that Feng Lan has raised over the past thousand years, if this guy goes crazy, he might be a complete monster with no lower limit but only an upper limit.

But things have come to this, and the road that should be taken and the things that should be done must continue to be done. Anyway, he always feels that the time when he meets that Feng Lan is not far away.

Sudden.

A light sound sounded from his arms, causing him to exhale and whisper softly:
"Is the time up? It's time to start the next step."

While speaking, Jiang Feng patted the white tiger's big face lightly, and when it stood up, it stood up like a carp, and then took the big cat that was following closely behind it, and took steps forward.

After a while.

He pushed open the door of a conference room.

The men and women present who were still whispering stopped for a moment, and with the sound of chairs being pushed, they all stood up, looking at Jiang Feng with reverence and loyalty in their eyes.

Jiang Feng walked to the main seat and sat down, then pressed his hand to everyone present, and said:
"sit down."

After the sound of tidying up disappeared, Jiang Feng scanned the hundreds of people on the long table for a few seconds, knocked on the table with his right hand, and said:

"The forces and cities in your hands are almost complete. Mu Jin should have briefly explained our next plan to you. There shouldn't be anything you don't understand, right?"

Seeing that no one said anything, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Very well, now that you have understood the outline of the plan, the next step is to mobilize the people and resources we can grasp to officially start this "Urban Destruction Plan."

"Although this plan sounds a little outrageous, I am sure that what you all have to do is to use some covert means to destroy some key facilities in major cities without harming innocent people, and even set off a civil war. Some waves that shouldn't exist in this day and age."

"My lord, what about the people above?" Mu Jin asked in a low voice after a slight gesture.

Jiang Feng waved his hand and said, "There's no need to pay attention to those. If the higher-ups want you to find a way to solve it, then you will make the matter even bigger, so that this matter cannot be resolved. If the responsibility is to be set up before us, it will be used as a scapegoat." Organizational."

"And the purpose is to let the people above send people down to investigate the situation."

"Investigate?" Many power leaders or consortium managers were full of doubts. After all, if this is the case, then what's the point of what they did.

And some people have already thought about the situation clearly, clasped their hands and looked at the frowning guys around them with a smile, their eyes were full of contempt and disdain.

Jiang Feng tapped the table twice with his right hand, and a pair of golden-green eyes gradually lit up, sending chills down the backs of everyone present.

"Whether it's a bionic person or a foreigner, you use the foreigner I asked you to hire and train to deal with all the investigators, but the premise is not to reveal your identity, and if there is any situation, you will pass the establishment channel, push it to the scapegoat."

"And for all of this, you only need to make sure that the Lord arrives."

"My lord? Are you talking about Feng Lan, the master of the future city?" Although Mu Jin already knew about it, he still asked Jiang Feng to give these guys a rough introduction to the next action like a fan.

Jiang Feng nodded, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and said:

"Yes, Feng Lan, when the people under him can't deal with it, the controller will come in person and clean the future city according to the method he has mastered."

"Next, everyone"

Jiang Feng patiently told the rest, but the light in his eyes never changed.

hours later.

When only Jiang Feng was left in the conference room, he let out a sigh of relief and leaned on the sofa, gradually thinking about his inner thoughts.

Although it is not clear to Feng Lan whether he is still the existence of the dark side, but judging from the current world situation, the larger forces are still playing the game of war there, and they have not noticed him as the "mortal enemy" at all. "Case.

And the location of Dorian Gray's painting in Feng Lan's hand is located somewhere underground on the planet, but when he used the planet's will to detect the specific situation of that base, he didn't find any strange energy in it, maybe This place is also a trap set by Feng Lan. If someone who can't think about it and plans to destroy his paintings somewhere, he might be stupid enough to bloom.

As for the specific location of the painting, Jiang Feng guessed that it was either in the base on the Carmen line, or it existed in a somewhat illusory but real planet outside the anchoring main world.

The reason why it is called illusory is that these planets do not act according to the laws of physics at all, and completely rotate around the anchoring main world. Even the sunlight and moonlight are not affected by the "planetary ring" surrounded by it. Influence.

But if it is really illusory, he feels through the perception of the will of the planet that there is life in those "planetary rings", but their overall energy is always in a weak state, and the energy is constantly being anchored The main world absorbs.

Maybe tens of thousands of years later, those planets will become a speck of dust in the universe.

And there is another thing that puzzles him, that is to investigate the situation of other simulators through the will of the planet.

According to the survey, the Great Xia Empire, the Xia Dynasty, the Magic Empire, the Nishizawa Consortium, and the forces in the future city where he is currently located are basically completely descended.

Except for the magician and imitator Feng Lan who couldn't find the specific location, the control of other big forces can basically find specific traces.

But the problem is precisely here, because apart from these power controllers, those imitators with powerful individual combat power that even exploded, such as dark descendants, orangutans, and immortal cultivators whose systems have already spanned the entire world, are completely missing No trace, not even the slightest trace was found.

This also made him wonder whether these imitators have not come yet, and those power masters just happened to come to this world and play "play house" war games
A month later.

Large-scale chaos occurred in dozens of mechanical cities. Except for some key maintenance mechanisms, most of the facilities were destroyed in chaotic explosions.

After a period of unsuccessful repairs, people in many cities began to raise the horns and banners of resistance, trying to put pressure on the managers of major cities to let them deal with all this as soon as possible.

At the beginning, the real mechanical city holders in the top area didn't care about it. After all, it wasn't the first time this kind of thing happened, and they always played it as a house, waiting for the limelight to pass, and then through the manipulation Public opinion and compensation will restore order to the situation they want.

As for the initiator of the incident, he was thrown into the bottom area for mining after undergoing a full-body mechanical transformation. After the cost of his mechanical prosthesis has been paid off hundreds of years later, he will clean his memory again and let them continue to be Faithful and hopeful miners for the future.

After all, people in the top zone believe that instead of completely giving them despair or death, letting them see a glimmer of false hope in despair can actually stimulate their self-motivation and motivation, and cleaning memory is to let them Sink into this false hope forever.

　At present, I still owe [-] in debt. After a night of hard work, I can be sure that [-] words a day can definitely be done, as long as I don’t sleep——

　　Yes, sleeping and Xinfan are too fragrant, and the April Xinfan makes the waste fish unable to resist sinking here. A nap that was supposed to sleep for five or 10 minutes suddenly turned into three hours, and then lingering makes the time gradually ablation.

　　So Abandoned Fish decided to lock himself in a small dark room these few days and try to squeeze himself out. After all, if he doesn't fight together, he doesn't know how positive Lazy Abandoned Fish is.

　　Let’s stop talking, let’s take a shower and catch up, I’m going to watch the spy play, hehehe, chase is so delicious! (Be sure to make it up, I will start squeezing myself tomorrow!)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)