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Capitalism.

This is a very broad concept.

In the countries of the world today, capitalism is rampant.

A large number of means of production have been cleverly seized by capitalists in various ways.

The capitalists who monopolize the means of production exploit the weak laborers by virtue of their control over the means of production.

Depriving workers of surplus value is the essence of capitalism.

Of course, another manifestation of capitalism is…

“Wealth is supreme, or rather, money is supreme.”

In a palatial conference room.

Kazumi Makoto stood at one end of the narrow conference table, and he stood there, looking down at the twenty-odd middle-aged people on either side of the conference table.

“In Dongying, as long as there is enough capital wealth, you can control politics, manipulate the situation, and change the people’s attention and focus.”

“So, I need your strength.”

He said, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

These twenty-odd people are all local capitalists or bureaucrats in Kamakura.

They controlled all walks of life in Kamakura City, enough to cover the city with one hand.

However, not enough.

“We need more partners.”

He Quancheng slowly opened his hands and put on a striking look.

He said:

“I allow you to reveal the secrets between us to your friends, superiors, or anyone with social influence…”

“…… Tell them that I can cure all ailments, rejuvenate the elderly, and empower the young. ”

“Let more people become our partners, become our compatriots, and become part of us.”

“……”

Listening to Kazuizumi’s words, the more than twenty people on both sides of the conference table hung their heads and fell silent.

They are all the upper class of Kamakura City.

Either capitalists, or bureaucratic politicians.

But now, they are just blood slaves of Kazumi Makoto.

After obtaining the blood slave bloodline, they gained power far beyond ordinary people, but they were also controlled by the blood slave 040 bloodline, and their lives were squeezed by Kazumi Makoto.

There is no way to betray and not to disobey his orders.

They were silent, but deep in their eyes, a flame called lust burned.

Yes, they understand Kazumi’s approach.

Use the blood slave blood as bait to let more upper-class gentlemen become blood slaves of Hequan Makoto and become part of them.

Today, capitalists have their own factions, attacking each other, and it is difficult to clench into fists and face each other together.

But what would it be like if there was the union of blood slave blood, and all the capital was blended together?

“At this point, the rest will be left to you to figure out.”

At the top of the conference table, Kazumi turned and walked towards the door not far away.

Two heavily armed Demon Shinobi were standing there, respectfully pushing open the door for him.

“Crunch-”

The solid wooden door, more than two meters high, slowly opened, and a warm breeze poured in from the corridor.

“Bang-dang—”

With the heavy sound of the door closing, more than twenty blood slaves in the conference room exchanged ears.

They were all upper-class gentlemen with a lot of experience in deception.

Now, although they have become blood slaves of Kazumi Makoto, they also have their own calculations…

“Perhaps, this is an opportunity.”

“Although that kid rode on our heads, he also gave us a long life, which is not a loss…”

“That’s right, and that kid doesn’t seem to have too much desire to control…”

One of the bald middle-aged men touched the wrinkled neckline, and he scoffed:

“An honorary ally is not harmful to us…”

“No, it’s not only that.” Another white-faced young man nudged the gold wire glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He laughed mockingly: “With him, the ally, as a shield for us, our actions can be more convenient.” ”

“Oh?” At the other end of the conference table, the corners of a thin old woman’s mouth opened, revealing her yellow teeth:

“Indeed, if you can unite the capital chaebols in Dongying and screw the power of the entire country together, it will be easy to set off the world.”

“Yes, even the Austrian street painter, who united the entire German aristocracy, we could do better than him…”

“We are the future.”

In the conference room, more than twenty high-ranking gentlemen with different expressions showed chilling smiles.

They have long since renounced their human identity and submitted to the grace of sincerity.

Everyone is a real monster.

……

“Lord Wakaizumi…”

Walking in the corridor, following behind Kazumi Makoto, Tooe said in a clear and sharp voice:

“Your previous order caused all the Demon Ninja to transform their appearances into their own different appearances…”

“Well, what’s the problem?”

Kazumi Makoto stopped, and he turned to look at the girl behind him.

She is still Tomoe’s appearance.

Mature faces, tear moles at the corners of the eyes, long dark hair scattered behind him.

On her, it is a black painted stab-proof suit, and inside the bulging stab-proof suit, it is lined with bulletproof clothing and bulletproof plates.

Holding a UMP micro-punch in his hand, the muzzle of the gun is facing the ground, and he has a clean military posture.

“Yes, you uploaded too few character templates, only some of the numbered Pair Demon Ninja applied the character template you provided.”

“It’s okay.”

Kazumi Makoto waved his hand, and he said calmly:

“You can customize the physiognomy signs as much as you like, but there is a premise that each physiognomy sign of the Demon Ninja cannot be repeated, and there must be a difference between each person.”

“Yes.” Hearing this, he nodded to the demon ninja Tomoe.

Makoto Waizumi’s purpose is simple.

Let all the opponents of the demon Shinobi Tomoe imitate different looks and postures, covering up their essence as “Tomoe”.

Although Junji Ito’s Tomoe series does not explicitly expose Tomoe’s weaknesses.

However, unique lifeforms like Tomoe can easily be targeted by some fantasy or fantasy skill moves.

Even if they change in a thousand ways, the essence of the core is Tomoe.

Once there are gamers with equipment such as Death Note, their identity is confirmed.

Just write a few strokes on the death note, and you can kill all Tomoe in seconds!

The picture is too beautiful to imagine!

Therefore, Makoto Waizumi made this strategy, through the mimicry effect of the blood slave bloodline, let Tomoe adjust their body and appearance by themselves, hide their essence as “Tomoe” to the greatest extent, and prevent being targeted by the skills or equipment of some players.

“Passive defense must be watertight, and any flaw can become a fatal omission.”

He said, standing on the red velvet carpet in the corridor, through the European-style window, gazing out at the classical courtyard.

The sky is clear and the scenery is just right.

“The enemy, why haven’t you come yet?”

……

“Click—”

The sound of gun loading sounded.

Dark spacious underground garage.

A total of twelve people are hiding in the garage of the port of Kamakura City.

Next to them was an army-green American infantry fighting vehicle.

“The Overwatch team is in place and ready, ask the commander tower to give combat orders.”

Among the twelve, the white-haired man at the head held a tactical tablet and reported to the woman in the tablet:

“Three sharp-level dimensional gamers, with a special operations team, have completed the deployment.”

“Well, hard work.”

In the tactical tablet, a woman in a white coat is leaning against her desk.

She wears thick glasses, narrow Danfeng eyes with rich dark circles, and messy hair, as if she hasn’t slept for a long time.

However, no one dared to despise her.

Ayouri Cromwell.

A colonel of the US Army stationed in Japan, a veteran player who has experienced six dimensional games.

Her strengthening direction is the famous detective “L” in Death Note, as long as she is cleared by sufficient intelligence, her reasoning can achieve the degree of “predicting the future”.

“That man is very tricky.”

In the tablet, came Aiyourui’s hoarse voice.

She picked up a cup of mocha coffee, frowned and took a sip, before saying slowly:

“Soldier, if nothing can be done, I allow you to retreat directly, without the command of the commander’s tower.”

“Yes！ Sir！ Hearing this, the white-haired man in military uniform stepped on the heel of his shoe hard, and his voice was loud.

“Hmm.” Seeing this, Ai Yourui breathed a sigh of relief.

“Remember your mission, you may not be the opponent of Izumi…”

“…… Your purpose is only to find out his strength and gather intelligence for the subsequent decapitation plan. ”

“…… Be. ”

After a moment of silence, the white-haired soldier responded calmly.

“God bless America.” Seeing this, Ai Yourui bowed his head slightly, and then cut off the communication of the tactical tablet.

“Whaa

On the tablet, flickering with tiny signal snowflakes, the white-haired soldier was silent for a moment, and said solemnly word by word:

“Yes, God bless America.”

He wears a heavy tech goggle that shimmers faintly on the red glass of the eyepiece.

The American military uniform on his body is lined with a blue tights, and on the armed belt behind him, hangs a large rifle with a high technological texture.

Yes, he is also a gamer.

The fortified direction is precisely the soldier 76 in Overwatch.

And his two teammates are also Overwatch series enhancements, which is why they are called the Overwatch squad.

Black Lily the sniper, and Reinhardt the attacker.

In addition to these three, the Overwatch squad has a standard U.S. infantry squad.

Nine U.S. soldiers are equipped with the latest cutting-edge American equipment.

Moreover, they also hold heavy heavy pulse rifles in their hands, and on their faces, they also wear tactical eyepieces unique to Soldier 76.

“Hmph…”

In the darkness, the black lily holding the sniper rifle laughed, and her cold and sharp voice sounded:

“Let’s gather intelligence? Inquiring into the enemy? Isn’t it supposed to send us to death? ”

“Don’t be like this, Black Lily.”

On the side, Reinhardt urn, wearing silver power armor and holding a power hammer, said angrily:

“I’ll protect you, I promise.”

“Gee…”

“Get ready, fight at three in the morning.”

Ignoring the complaints of his teammates, Soldier 76 got up neatly, and he patted the Stryker wheeled armored car next to him.

“Boom! Wha-”

The crisp sound echoed in this dimly lit garage.

“The Army is going forward.”

“We fight for victory!” _

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