"From the invention of the steam engine in the eighteenth century, to the advent of the Industrial Revolution, to the advent of the scientific age in the nineteenth century, science and machinery have had an extremely profound impact on society." Zong Bai squinted his eyes upwards and continued: "Originally, science and machine should both serve human beings. Today, it has become a tool to enslave human beings, and all kinds of transportation have made people lazy, and their limbs have gradually degenerated. Let's talk about those gutter oil and Sudan dyes, poisoned rice noodles, fake tofu, black-hearted eggs, gypsum noodles, leather milk, water-injected meat and chemical hot pot, which are hard to prevent! The precarious health of human beings, coupled with the pollution caused by heavy industry, has led to a significant increase in the incidence of cancers of all kinds in recent years! ”

Puzzled, the ghost cautiously asked, "My lord, what does this have to do with tattoos?" ”

Zong Bai showed a trace of grief in his eyes and said, "The development of science and technology and medicine has hindered or even reversed the natural evolution of human beings.

Biology follows the law of survival of the fittest, and medicine forcibly saves undesirable humans who should have been eliminated. So that they get undesirable development. In a certain way, tattoos can promote the evolution and development of human beings. But now it seems that this is not the case, and there is a gap with the original idea, and the development of tattoos has been deformed. ”

"Deformed?" The ghost, who had always regarded the tattoo as the pride of hell, twisted his eyebrows, and said, "Haven't we already done a lot of research?" Ordinary tattoos have been able to improve the physique of nearly half of the population, and with the help of drugs, all tattooers can become masters in an instant. ”

Zong Bai smiled bitterly and said, "But, can those people die in vain?" ”

The ghost gritted his teeth and said, "What if they sacrifice for the sake of the future of hell?" ”

The ghost didn't think much about the kindness of the prison envoy's wife, Zong Bai had a strange temper, and it is rumored that when he was kind, he was able to guard the sloppy old man who was critically ill, and listened patiently to their old stories over and over again.

However, when the prison envoy was furious, he went on a killing spree in a luxury casino, killing everyone in one fell swoop, including a pregnant woman who was seven pregnant.

Zong Bai shook his head and said, "The research on tattoos has been going on for a long time, and generations of Prison Emperors have figured out this way to enhance the immunity of human beings. So as to change the genetic defects, enhance the human lifespan, and say goodbye to diseases! So that human beings can be far ahead of all kinds of species in intelligence and body. Due to the inherently complex nature of tattoos, coupled with the differences of individual human beings, not everyone can afford it at all.

The Emperor of Prison ordered the various tattoos to be separated, rearranged, reduced in the number of tattoo needles, and increased in medicinal power. After complex research and analysis, it is true that there will be a tattoo of the zài. ”

"Isn't that already a success?" The ghost doesn't know what the prison envoy is worried about.

Zong Bai's face trembled, and he said, "That's just the most inferior tattoo, not only will it never fit in with the body, but it will also excessively drain your own vitality." Don't you see what those tattoos look like when they get old after middle age?

A medium tattoo can fit perfectly with the body, which can not only solve the above problems, but also reshape the internal organs and give the whole person a new life.

The reason why it is like this is that when the body and the tattoo are further fused, there is a deviation, and one of the people's lives is saved, but the root of the disease has fallen forever. ”

The ghost suddenly felt that he was a failure, and the tattoo he loved so much had so many flaws, indicating that he had not studied deeply enough, and he knew too little, so he couldn't help but ask, "Is there any remedy?" ”

Zong Bai asked, "Can you restore the burned paper again?" The tattoo has become one with the body, which is irreversible. ”

The ghost felt a little regretful in his heart, he suddenly felt that the wound on his body began to hurt again, gritted his teeth, and asked, "I think the tattoo on Tang Yulan's body is very wonderful, is his tattoo different from ours?" Is it a high tattoo? ”

Zong Bai said with a hint of disdain in his eyes: "Don't worry too much about those, no one can say where the boundary between high-grade tattoos and medium-sized tattoos is." Everyone's physique is different, and the impact on tattoos is also different! Even in the "Dao Dharma Scroll", there are only some simple records and pictures. The kind of tattoo that contains the law of the cycle of all things and the rise and fall of the universe is too ethereal for us. ”

After speaking, Zong Bai slowly stood up, his shriveled body supporting the wide robe, which looked empty inside, he beckoned to the ghost, and then turned and walked towards the bookshelf.

The ghost followed closely, looking at the prison envoy's long-sleeved fluttering and skinny body, and he didn't dare to come out, for fear of sneezing and blowing him away, and there was a strange feeling in his heart.

Zong Bai held his head high, his convex eyeballs swaying from side to side, and his gaze fell on a book on the black hard cover.

"This is it!" Zong Bai took the book down, his slender fingers turned over the old yellowed cover, and found a cyan ring in the middle of the hollowed-out book.

Zong Bai's thumb and index finger gently hooked the ring, turned around and handed it to the ghost, a sickly flush appeared on his sallow face, and said very strictly: "No. 608 ghost, the prison emperor has noticed your cousin, in view of your excellent cousin for many years, I have recommended to the prison emperor to make you the deputy prison envoy, and now I will grant you the prison envoy ring." From today. You can exercise the right of the prison envoy to restore your name! ”

The ghost immediately knelt on the ground, lowered his head, took the ring in his hand with trembling hands, and said excitedly: "Thank you, Lord Prison Emperor, thank you, Lord Prison Envoy!" ”

In Hell, ghosts and tattoos are not allowed to use their official names, only their own numbers and names, which are a symbol of status and power.

Zong Bai smiled slightly and said, "Get up!" Now that you are a veritable deputy prison envoy, there is very little difference between you and me, so you don't need to be so restrained. By the way, do you remember your name? ”

The ghost showed a look of remembrance, when he was a child, his hometown was already very vague to him, and he never remembered his name since he joined the Hell Organization, only knowing that he was a ghost. He tried to remember for a moment, and finally hung his head and said, "I can't remember, it seems that the surname is Liu...... It's better to call it Liu Ming, so I left my name. ”

"Good." Zong Bai smiled with satisfaction, the ghost wanted to leave his name, which showed that he was very ambitious and enterprising. Such people are more able to promote the development of hell.

The two of them returned to the coffee table.

The tea has long been cold.

The two sat facing each other at the coffee table. Zong Bai authentically refilled the ghost's teacup with tea, and said with a smile: "Lord Liu Ming, I'll give you a cup first!" ”

"Don't dare to be!" The ghost took the teacup with both hands, looking a little reserved.

Zong Bai put down the teacup, pursed his lips, and said: "The technology of the US Science and Defense Agency to research genetic warriors has been in our hands, and the Prison Emperor ordered those scientists to find a way to integrate genetically modified technology and tattoos together, I believe that it will not be long before a new super tattoo will be born!" ”

"So fast?!" The ghost was amazed, he could see the power of super soldiers, and the US Bureau of Science and Defense invested a lot of money, hired and even kidnapped scientists to participate in research, and it took great pains to create a super soldier.

It's just that it didn't take long for the Super Soldier to be killed when the Science and Defense Bureau announced the strength of the Super Soldier in a high-profile manner, various magazines flocked to report it, and people were talking about it.

"Yes." Zong Bai's cloudy eyes burst into bright light, and he said, "At that time, the special operation team of the Science and Defense Bureau bought something from Nanyun Province, and this thing gave them a great inspiration, shortening their research time by at least a hundred years!" The Prison Emperor did everything he could to get hold of this artifact. Happily, we have been collecting this kind of antique plate in hell for a long time, and there are not only one or two pieces of zài. ”

The ghost felt that the gate to hell was slowly opening, and he swallowed and foamed, his excitement indescribable.

"Also, the most gratifying thing is that the Prison Emperor has finally broken the shackles that have plagued him for many years, and his white hair has turned black, and the Prison Emperor ordered an hour ago that every person in the organization can use the name of Hell! The gates of hell have really opened! ”

In order to achieve this grand ultimate goal, I don't know how many generations have put in unremitting struggle and efforts. One of the ghost's hearts almost popped out, he trembled, his face was drunk, his breath was short, and he said again and again: "Great, great, this day has finally come!" Is...... That's great! ”

This time he was operating in Lingjiang, and the Prison Envoy gave the ghost privilege, allowing him to use the name of Hell with the help of various forces. It was the power of Hell that enabled him to complete the mission smoothly, and through this mission, he truly grasped the power of the Hell organization.

The ghost knew in his heart that the world was about to change. It will be up to hell to make new laws again.

When they succeed, a new perfect world will be born.

"Liu Ming, I have a new task for you this time." Zong Bai shook the empty teapot and said.

"Your Excellency, please." The ghost looked stunned.

Zong Bai stood tall proudly, but because of his withered body, this posture looked a little funny. He said unhurriedly: "You are already very familiar with the environment of Lingjiang City, take a night's rest today, and hurry back tomorrow morning, take the gangsters and rich businessmen there in your hands, and look for the ancient pattern board by the way." Waiting for the Emperor's new instructions. ”

"Yes!" The ghost suddenly remembered that Su Tianliang was still imprisoned in a dark room, and these few days were enough time to make this playboy's mental torture crazy.

"Okay, you go down first, and rest well today." Zong Bai waved his hand and said, "Tomorrow, those scientists will conduct a careful and comprehensive examination of Tang Yulan, and I very much look forward to the tattoos on his body that will give us new discoveries and inspiration." ”

"Yes, Master Zongbai." The ghost bowed, exited the room, and gently closed the door. He felt like he had been reborn, and from now on, he no longer had to be called a ghost, but Liu Ming! He was going to leave his name.

After waiting for the ghost to leave, Zong Bai shook the teapot vigorously, and the dripping tea from the spout fell into the cup.

Zong Bai raised his glass and drank it, the cold tea stimulated his taste buds, and the strong bitterness filled his mouth, after swallowing, he let out a long sigh and muttered with a sad expression: "Your Excellency the Prison Emperor, in the past ten years, I and all the prison envoys have followed the instructions you left behind, step by step, to get to where we are today. Your last order has been made public, but when will you be willing to show up to the dragon?! ”

Ten years ago, after the Prison Emperor had an epiphany, not only was his black hair reborn, his wrinkles were reduced, and his whole personality was also renewed. Within a few days, the Prison Emperor left a few orders and disappeared without a trace. All these years, the prison envoy and the seven demon kings have been struggling to hide the truth......