Gunfire, Punk & Necromancers

Chapter 668 Chapter 664 No One Spared
Liu Xing was knocked unconscious by Zhuang Xuteng, and unlike Dr. Sen, he did not insert an IV tube to inject anesthetics and nutritional supplements into her body. A few hours later, she suddenly woke up. She still felt uncomfortable all over, and she didn't know whether to scratch, cry or laugh. The withdrawal reaction was still there, but it was slightly less severe than before, and she didn't cry and scream to death.

"The scene has changed?" Liu Xing first saw Zhuang Xuteng. She was touched by his smile and really wanted to believe that he was back. Then she saw Dr. Sen on the bed in the corner. The tubes and machines looked hideous and terrifying, which made her feel cold in her heart.

"You're addicted to Safe Blue and have withdrawal symptoms. Your mind and body are a little out of control, so I brought you to this clinic." Zhuang Xuteng said, "The man lying over there is the only doctor in the clinic. He treated you. I can't let the company find out, so I can only knock him out and let him sleep peacefully for a few days."

"The story makes sense." Meteor clenched his fists and twisted his body, frowning all the time. "I do feel very uncomfortable. Is this also part of the torture?"

Zhuang Xuteng sighed and said, "As long as you don't want to believe, there will always be ways to distort what you see and think. Meteor, keep living, things will turn around and life will get better."

"Can my mother come back to life?"

"I can't do it." Zhuang Xuteng shook his head and said, "My resurrection is just a coincidence. I can't revive others. I understand that you are in a low point now, and at the same time you are suffering from the addiction of Safe Blue, so your thoughts are inevitably negative. I will wait patiently for you to recover, and I will also create an environment and conditions for your recovery."

"You'd better give me the Dream Mist Machine and Safety Blue. I really don't want to listen to your nagging anymore."

Zhuang Xuteng frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Liuxing, I'd like you to help me find out some news about Morgana and Ge Gongdao. Did the company clearly say..."

"They are dead. You should know this!" Liu Xing held his head with both hands and said in a low voice, "Anyone who has anything to do with Naike must die. The company has issued a kill order. I also know that the company has commended the people who surrounded and killed Naike, and spent a lot of money to appease the descendants of the temple."

"You...are you telling the truth?"

Liuxing suddenly raised his head and yelled at Zhuang Xuteng hysterically: "What do you want to know? I don't have the ability to hack into the company's internal network without being discovered. This is all the information I have collected in the peripheral network. If you are really a Naike, you should accept the fact that they are all dead! The company has no need to keep them. If they were still alive, the company would not spend money to appease the Temple Family. Even Morgana has not shown up, how can the others be alive? Give me a reason! Tell me! Aren't you smart?"

"You are tired, take a rest." Zhuang Xuteng swung his knife and knocked Liu Xing unconscious accurately. He closed his eyes and held on to the wall, overcoming the waves of dizziness that kept overflowing from his head.

Every word of Liu Xing fell heavily on Zhuang Xuteng's heart, and deep in his heart, the same thought was always there, but he just suppressed it forcefully. This thought was like a scar, it was always painful, and when it was torn open, blood would flow. Zhuang Xuteng took a long time to force himself to calm down, then he looked at Liu Xing with a cold gaze and slowly shook his head.

"Go to sleep. Hopefully, when you wake up, the world will be better. Then I'll treat you."

Hope Clinic is a hospice clinic. The warehouse here is filled with dream mist machines and some safe blue stocks. Zhuang Xuteng took out the dream mist machine, put it on Dr. Sen and Liu Xing's heads, and adjusted a lower dose for them. After getting safe blue, Liu Xing's condition stabilized visibly, so she would have a chance to hold on for the next few days.

Zhuang Xuteng summoned three ghost servants and a sick lady, and asked them to be on guard in the Hope Clinic and take care of Dr. Mori and Meteor. He took off his coat, sat cross-legged on the bed with his upper body naked. He had completed the integration of the sensory tentacles and the computing network, and successfully found the energy source for the sensory tentacles from the environment, so the next step was to proceed to the next plan.

He called it “No One Is Spared.”

Sensing Tentacles is a composite spell. Structurally, it connects a Wraith Servant to the end of a Wraith Tentacle that is as long as possible, and then arranges Wraith Jelly around the Wraith Servant, thus forming a "detector" with long-distance reconnaissance capabilities. The ability to perceive the environment comes from the Wraith Jelly, the function of absorbing resentment and shadow energy comes from the Wraith Tentacles, and the Wraith Servant plays the role of a remote spell core. Various control functions and spell functions are written in the structure of the Servant, thus giving it a certain ability to handle new situations autonomously.

Zhuang Xuteng increased the autonomy of the vengeful servants, allowing them to continuously replicate their own spell structures, which is also a very dangerous practice in necromancy. The Lich Master warned Zhuang Xuteng that if the spell got out of control, it would be difficult to limit the abilities of these vengeful servants, and they could do anything. He suggested that the energy source of the vengeful servants must be fully mastered, or what they can do must be extremely strictly limited, provided that Zhuang Xuteng still cares about this world.

Zhuang Xuteng still cares about this world, but he can accept any outcome. Although the hope in his heart has not disappeared, the delusion of verifying hope before taking any action has disappeared. Liuxing is right. At present, there is no way to enter and spy on the company's internal network without alerting the company, and it is impossible to find out the whereabouts of Morgana and others by catching their tongues and torturing them. Anzu is directly responsible for the actions against him. There may be many people who really understand the overall situation, but Zhuang Xuteng only knows Anzu. He can't catch Anzu and ask, "What did you do to Morgana and the others?"

In fact, he didn't need to ask, because he could imagine Anzu's answer. Anzu would laugh at him first, and then repeat what he had said before: "They were all executed by my order, and then completely burned to ashes, just like you."

In his dream, Zhuang Xuteng fantasized about finding Morgana and others first, rescuing them, and then burning the company to ashes together. But if he had this dream too much, it would delay important things. Every second Zhuang Xuteng was in Peicheng increased the chance of him being discovered and reduced the possibility of destroying the company. Zhuang Xuteng had already lost an opportunity, and he was not going to lose this time.

The sensing tentacles connected to the nearest social public work point, and Zhuang Xuteng immediately transferred its mana to the personnel at the work point and the "shadow atmosphere". The second step of the spell transformation is to write instructions for it, so that each tentacle can become a transfer channel for resentment. As long as the shadow follower device is used, side effects must be generated and endured; everyone has an upper limit for the side effects of the shadow follower; each shadow follower device will eventually be destroyed due to the accumulation of resentment. So Zhuang Xuteng thought of a way, which is to collect everyone's resentment and concentrate it on certain people. The higher the usage rate of the shadow follower, the faster the side effects and resentment will accumulate, and the greater the total amount.

If everyone in the world has an equal share of Shadow Slave devices and bears the Shadow Slave side effects equally, then this move is useless and is just a futile diversion. If some people have more Shadow Slave devices than others, then they will bear the Shadow Slave side effects produced by a large population.

This is in line with an indicator: the transformation rate. Zhuang Xuteng is not a social statistician, nor does he master the actuarial technology of insurance companies. He estimated the effect of this shadow transfer based on his circle of friends. Ten percent of people master ninety percent of the shadow equipment. After the side effects of the transfer, people with a transformation rate of more than 15% will die.

Zhuang Xuteng still remembered that Elizabeth Shaw had scanned him. Even with the Thousand Eyes Cloak shielding the high-speed, high-explosive implants and the Eye of Kaho, his transformation rate was over 15%, so he was also within the attack range. Based on him, except for the people who did cleaning, sweeping, and the most basic clerical work, anyone with a little combat power in the company was within the attack range.

The function of transferring resentment is ready, but the complete function also needs to be able to identify shadow servant energy and resentment, which requires adding the Shadow Eye to the resentful spirit servant. Shadow Eye is the first shadow servant spell that Zhuang Xuteng learned. It can be said to be the basic of the basics. He is so familiar with it that it has become his instinct. Zhuang Xuteng only took three hours to complete the transformation of this part of the spell, allowing both sensory tentacles to have Shadow Eye.

Next, the tasks of the vengeful spirit servants are set up. There are three tasks in total: copying themselves, searching and identifying targets, and transferring grievances. With all social public work points as the core, the four-kilometer radius covers all cities - including satellite cities - within Zhuang Xuteng's attack range. If there is a shadow world channel near a social public work point, the sensing tentacles can also penetrate deep into it and attack the mine on the other side. This attack range should be enough...

The more powerful a person is, the more likely they are to be targeted and bear the greatest proportion of resentment attacks. The Lich Master has specifically calculated the spell designed by Zhuang Xuteng. He believes that the higher the transformation rate, the earlier the death, and the resentment it can provide can also feed back to the spell, so the entire attack chain is very reasonable.

After Zhuang Xuteng was resurrected, he had no shadow slave device and no implants. He was much weaker than before, with only about 70% of his combat power left, but he happened to be out of the attack range of his spell. Assuming that the company still had some strength left, Zhuang Xuteng was confident that he could deal with them. To put it more bluntly: without the support of the team, without the entire company mobilizing its strength to suppress Zhuang Xuteng, even if Anzu was resurrected again, how could he fight Zhuang Xuteng head-on if he was alone? How many times he could be resurrected, how many times could Zhuang Xuteng kill him. Zhuang Xuteng is an assassin, an assassin, an assassin who is good at sneaky assassinations...

He carefully adjusted the spell, checking it again and again to make sure there were no problems, fearing that the spell would destroy the entire world once it was released. Once the spell was released, it would continue to run on its own until the source of the spell's energy was exhausted.

It took a day to adjust the function, and a day and a half of testing to make sure that this spell can correctly identify the target of attack and the source of resentment, and can attack multiple targets efficiently. A resentful servant can track and attack six targets at the same time. If you want to increase the number, you have to provide more "intelligence". It is dangerous to give intelligence to the undead. Zhuang Xuteng did not want this spell to have the ability to self-adjust and evolve, so he locked the intelligence and locked the "six targets".

On the fourth day of Dr. Mori's forced sleep, Zhuang Xuteng added the ability to replicate himself to the spell, and after a simple experiment, he released it. He knew very well that once this spell succeeded, it would kill millions of people. The four major companies would be thoroughly cleansed, and the production order would be greatly disrupted, and the number of deaths might be in the tens of millions.

Zhuang Xuteng was very clear about these facts, but he did not feel fear or pity at all. Whenever he thought of his family and brothers who were gone, and he could see the miserable and pitiful meteor on the hospital bed without turning his head, he lost his pity.

He had no mercy, just like the company.

A sensory tentacle stretched out from the nearby social public work point, and it was exactly the same as the original one. Then, the two of them began to execute the copy command and explore, and they would become more and more. Zhuang Xuteng left his consciousness in the computing network and used a sensory tentacle that was completely controlled by himself to conduct reconnaissance. Just as he would not feel sad for the dead, he did not have a moment of excitement about being able to create new spells.

He was like an emotionless bystander, watching his own vengeful spirit spread in the computing network. The entire computing network was like half a spider web, with all the work points connecting tens of millions of computing workers around the world. The computing power provided by the workers, as well as the shadows formed by their spirits and bodies, moved through the network and gathered at thousands of nodes, just like countless tiny fibers gathered and entangled into a thick rope. The rope glowed and entered a huge light point.

In fact, there were no light spots. They were just projections of several computing power distribution centers in the virtual world, and then given simple images by Zhuang Xuteng's observation ability and imagination. Zhuang Xuteng was very self-aware. He was not an intelligence spy and it would easily trigger an alarm, so he did not dare to approach the computing power distribution center. But he found that his perception tentacles easily penetrated, and it seemed that there was no effect, so he became a little curious.

"Even if I die now, it won't affect the operation of the spell. Besides, just sensing the tentacles passing by won't hurt me directly."

So he adjusted the direction of his sensory tentacles and stretched them toward the brightest point of light, and then he passed through without any obstacles. On the other side of the light spot was a network that was much larger than this side, a darker and larger spider web. He randomly picked a node and let his sensory tentacles extend from there, and then he saw an assembly line for assembling dream fog machines.

He came out of an executive puppet, and he was observing a factory dominated by executive puppets.

This was not unexpected, as the computing power network was originally designed to serve the execution puppets. However, he did not expect that there was no barrier between the provider and the user, and his magic easily and casually penetrated through. Zhuang Xuteng tried it, and he could even disguise himself as a computing power instruction and give orders to the execution puppets in a similar way to zombie control. However, the puppets on the production line had the basic instructions written in advance and locked, so he could not give innovative commands beyond the basic instructions.

"It doesn't matter if I can't control it directly, anyway... huh? Why is there another sensory tentacle?"

Zhuang Xuteng discovered that his sensory tentacles could also find the energy source on the computing network execution puppet side and also began to replicate, which was completely beyond his expectations. Suddenly, he realized a serious problem...