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This man is too arrogant... the priest thought.However, in the current situation, he can't refute anything, he can only echo and say: "Naturally, you are already invincible."

"Forget it, where there is justice, there is evil. It is reasonable for us as villains to exist in this world with you, so please help promote the spread of transformation agents!"

"Practice means?" Bai was taken aback.

"It's your old job, what will the clown do after he takes the stage?" Weston asked back.

The reason for pushing the transformation agent is yesterday's fake attack.But human beings are easy to forget creatures... and the priest and Roma already understood.

"Creating panic? Understood, Mr. Asura... No, our new king of clowns!"

Weston glanced at the three people who bowed to him. There really was no limit to this group of people.Shaking his head secretly, Weston left directly with Love Song and God on behalf of the world...

After he left for tens of minutes, the expressions of the clown's three gradually regained their composure.

"It seems that he survived..." Bai breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did you survive? It would be better to say that you were ignored like an ant, right?" Roma mocked herself: "I saw that when you said those words, Father, the black-haired kid next to Asura was right. The look Asura cast. It was the look of a bug in front of him, thinking about whether to crush him to death. Asura is only powerful, and those two children can only be called 'ghosts'."

"Ghost? I think Shura who controls ghosts is more terrifying." The priest pondered.

Roma sneered: "Father, did you call him king just now?"

"Although it was an expedient statement, it was within my expectation that he did not object," the priest said.

"Oh?"

"Did you see the look in his eyes when he just killed Zongtai? It was the look in his eyes. Maybe he is not a pure hedonist, but we 'clown' should still be able to let him see the traces of himself It's just a pity for Zong Tai..." The priest looked at the ground with pity: "He actually developed a persistent and angry mood and lost control, what a disqualified 'clown'..."

"That's right... That's why there is an old saying [those who are moved with true feelings die early]."

"Hey, there's no need to waste your breath on a guy who is worthless after death. Compared to this, we have already escaped, and as long as we leave Tokyo, that guy should not be able to find us... Or should we Are you really going to follow his orders?"

"Roma, how big do you think the 'world' he is talking about is?"

"Is it that we can't escape? Then we should not escape. I saw that little devil's fanatical eyes on Asura. If we don't follow Asura's instructions, the next time we see us again, we will probably not do anything." Run us down with mercy..."

"I don't want to become a rotten meat like Sota. Hehe, it's disgusting..."

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For several days after that, Weston heard of the terror that the Clowns were spreading in the streets.

Ghouls in clown masks and puppet costumes parade in the streets, oppressing the last luck in people's hearts. CCG cooperated with the TV station to throw all the recent series of 'infections' on this organization.

Of course, it's not just pure intimidation.

The confrontation between the CCG investigator and the clown with real swords and guns is undoubtedly true.The two sides have victories and losses, and the result is people's anger and fear of clowns, and they go to the hospital and clinic one by one.

All in all, the panic created by the clown has greatly promoted the popularization of Type I RC conversion agents in Japan.

And in Germany, a country other than Japan, a woman with lines all over her body has sneaked in.

This kind of thing continued until three months later...

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CCG, the chairman's room on the [-]th floor.

In the cloudless winter, the warm sunlight comes in from the balcony and stops at the edge of the living room.

A young man wearing a search officer's black coat sat on the sofa, staring at the report on the TV in front of him, idly pressing the remote control.

"Nearly [-] Type I ghouls marched on Potsdamer Platz in Berlin, the capital of Germany yesterday, hoping that the German government would treat ordinary citizens. A spokesman for GFG, a German ghoul research institute, said: "We will release as soon as possible those who no longer desire flesh and blood." Some related measures of Type I ghouls..."

Next, Weston pressed the remote control.

"According to a regulation adopted by consensus among ghoul countermeasure agencies around the world, a large number of ghouls carrying type I RC have appeared in the near future, and social assistance and acceptance for some limited ghouls (children, women) will be promulgated."

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"World United Nations statistics show that the number of special ghouls & humans carrying type I RC cells has reached 100 billion. The infection rate in Europe and America has reached [-]%... The World Rescue Organization said: Governments of various countries will hold a meeting in the near future Discussion about ghouls carrying Type I RC."

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Weston frowned and turned off the TV, got up from the sofa and went to the balcony overlooking Tokyo.

Whether it is humans or ghouls emerging all over the world, the spread of Type I is an unstoppable trend.Driven by him, the world has quietly changed.

"It's exactly as planned." Weston sighed.

"However, the world is still that world. Father's Type I has not changed the ugliness of human beings. So far, government personnel around the world have basically understood that ghouls carrying Type I RC can survive on ordinary food, but But only a small number of people passed it..." The petite girl walked to his side and said calmly.

"This can only be said to be a temporary distrust of each other, they still need time to communicate." Weston couldn't help rubbing her head: "Look, no one in today's world separates ghouls Listed as a hostile race, isn't that also an improvement?"

"The ghoul itself is a human being, but the organs in the only brain region are somewhat different. And treating this as a bargaining chip on the table... This is not progress at all, my lord father." No. 307 said mercilessly .

Weston couldn't help but smile wryly: "Aige, you really don't give me a chance to argue at all..."

No. 307 enjoyed the head-touching for a while, and then whispered, "Father is naturally an exception."

"There is no difference between me and those people... Leaders of every country want their people to live a prosperous life, entrepreneurs want their business to flourish, the head of a family also wants the family to be good, and individuals also want to be able to To be happier, I just do it out of the 'Utopia'. In essence, each of us has the right starting point, but it is precisely because of excess desires that lead to fights and dissatisfaction..."

"That is really a race that should be wiped out." No. 307 said unhappily.

Weston was taken aback, thinking to himself that this little guy had a little more anger in his doll temperament.Although those are dissatisfaction with the so-called 'human beings'.

Weston sighed: "Forget it, it's all commonplace. What's your business here?"