Han Li walked out of the hospital at the base with a cold face.

She had a report in her hand.

Psychological and Psychic Safety Assessment Report.

Each one is excellent.

According to the evaluators, this is nothing short of a miracle.

I can't wait to leave her in the hospital and observe her day and night.

Because almost all demon hunters will have varying degrees of psychological and spiritual problems.

But Han Li knew that this was an illusion.

The whispers in my ears are getting stronger and stronger.

In her eyes, the world has gradually taken on a different color.

Sometimes, in a trance, she can even see something bizarre.

"If this continues......" Han Li sighed softly, "I'm going crazy!" ”

But she had no choice.

There can only be one way, to the dark.

…………………………

Elizabeth strode down the stairs.

A pair of scarlet eyes lit up one after another.

She ignored it and walked on.

So, countless monsters jumped out of the darkness.

"It's just some living corpse that survives on instinct......" Her body turned to steel in an instant, and the steam turbine rolled and pumped into the flesh: "It is also worthy of being an obstacle to my construction of the steel altar?" ”

Her arms turned into two giant sawblades.

With the surging power provided by the steam turbine, the saw blade spins wildly.

The quantum masterbrain, which is integrated with the brain, accurately locates and calculates the position and speed of each living corpse.

A knife and a living corpse.

The huge underground cave instantly became a slaughterhouse.

Steel slaughterhouse.

Five minutes later, Elizabeth stepped on the body of the last living corpse and walked to the bottom of the cavern, in front of a rusty steel gate.

On the gate, the emblem of the bald eagle is stained with flesh and blood.

And behind her, hundreds of living corpses, all shredded flesh.

These are nothing more than monsters transformed by humans distorted by the aura of evil gods.

The single combat ability is not as good as even ordinary people.

It is currently the most numerous monster in the world.

It is also the favorite cannon fodder used by the descendants of the evil gods.

In the face of steel, they deserve nothing more than minced meat!

Walking to the steel door, Elizabeth looked back at the pieces of minced flesh, which were still wriggling and crawling unconsciously, even though they had been pulped.

She shook her head.

The steam turbine continued to turn, pumping flesh and blood, and blazing flames erupted from her hands.

All the minced meat was burned.

Then, she turned around and pressed the bald eagle insignia on the steel gate, twisting slightly.

A keyboard pops up.

An electronic female voice came from a loudspeaker: "This is the Federal Army of the United States of America No. A130 Combat Materiel Stockpile......"

"Please verify your identity and provide your authorization documents!"

Elizabeth laughed at the voice.

That's exactly what she's looking for.

A place with a lot of alloy steel, and countless machines.

Everything you need for a perfect steel altar is here.

………………………………………………

At noon, the glasses ordered by Ling Ping'an were delivered.

Twenty-nine pieces of nine, in my hand, it feels okay.

After putting it on his eyes, Ling Ping was finally comfortable.

The habit of maintaining it for seven or eight years has long become a familiar instinct in his body, and it is really uncomfortable not to wear it all of a sudden.

Now, there is an eye in the socket again.

It made him feel comfortable.

To celebrate the arrival of the glasses, Ling Ping decided to update a chapter of the novel.

It just so happened that there was some inspiration, so I started to code words cracklingly.

Finish a chapter, just right, two thousand words.

One is not more, one is not less.

It's a habit and instinct cultivated over the years of online writing.

After checking it out, Ling Ping'an clicked upload.

Then wait patiently,

While waiting, he habitually turned on the TV and happened to be playing the noon news.

"The foot-and-mouth disease epidemic continues to spread ...... the Northern Zhou Kingdom" TV screen, the announcer's expression seemed to be a little serious: "According to the report of Chen Cong, Minister of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry of the Northern Zhou Kingdom, as of 11 p.m. local time in Xin'an Mansion of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, a total of 325 pastures and farms in the Northern Zhou Dynasty have reported FMD outbreaks...... Affecting all areas of the central and western parts of the Northern Zhou Dynasty......"

"Zhou Qingxuan, Prime Minister of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, urgently submitted a bill to request the approval of the Northern Zhou Qing Doctor's Council, and the Northern Zhou Kingdom entered a state of emergency, and submitted an application to the center to mobilize the biochemical and epidemic prevention forces of the Northern Zhou Kingdom Garrison Command!"

Looking at the news, Ling Ping'an pursed his lips: "The current cabinet of the Northern Zhou Dynasty looks like it's coming to an end!" ”

This is an election year, and it is not only the Federal Ministers and Doctors that will be re-elected.

The Governors, Governors, Governors, Special Administrative Regions, and Autonomous Regions of the Kingdom and the Union Territories are also elected.

At the same time, the central cabinet of the Federation and the cabinets of the other four kingdoms except for the Western Song Dynasty, which still practiced the monarchy to this day, had to be re-elected.

In the year of the re-election, any problem will be infinitely magnified.

However, the collapse of the Northern Zhou cabinet had no impact on Ling'an.

He was only concerned with one question - how would the federal center respond to this matter?

Sixty yuan a kilogram of beef, can still guarantee a stable supply?

Sure enough, the news also quickly gave the answer: Zhang Shao, spokesman for federal cabinet affairs, said at a press conference of the federal cabinet this morning, when asked by reporters: The federal center will take all measures to stabilize beef prices and ensure that there are no problems with the beef supply of the local people in the federation. This is a solemn promise made by the current Cabinet to the people of the Federation and His Majesty the Emperor!

Seeing this, Ling Ping was relieved.

The Federal Empire is all about promises.

Cabinet spokesmen have said that to ensure the supply and price stability of beef, then the federal center will not lose its trust even if it takes off its pants.

Especially since this is an election year.

If the cabinet dares to break its promise, the people in the swing area will vote with their feet and elect the Datong faction.

So......

Sixty pieces of one kilogram of beef can continue to be eaten with confidence.

Thinking of beef, Ling Ping'an picked up his mobile phone and ordered a Fuso iron plate beef.

Then he turned off the TV and looked at the computer expectantly.

Open the author's background and enter this chapter to talk about management.

"There are actually five articles in this chapter!" Ling Ping'an looked at the comments displayed, and his confidence increased: "Sure enough, I am the king of the chosen novel!" ”

"The sixth white after the five whites of the Central Plains!"

You know, in the past, in his novels, the number of chapters in this chapter hovered between 0 and 3 within half an hour after each chapter was released.

Today, there are actually five!

The increase is amazing!

Terrifying!

He even had the urge to play the game today and code another chapter.

Opening the backstage of this chapter, Ling Ping'an looked at it beautifully.

The first floor said: Sofa!

The second floor indicates: floor!

The third floor replied to the above two: Are you robots? I see you on the sofa and the floor every time.

The first floor replied: Hehe.

The second floor said: Hehe.

Ling Ping'an looked at it and smirked: "Hehe...... Hey hey ......"

"How can I say that I am also a man with five of the men mentioned in this chapter!"

I swiped my phone, took a picture of the screen, and then turned on the penguin and entered a group of authors.

I'm about to send the photo I just took in and show it off in the author group.

He saw a guy with an ID named Qi Peijia chatting with someone.

Qi Peijia: Sand sculpture book friends have a lot of fun.

Pictures, pictures, pictures.

Ling Ping'an looked at the comments of book friends displayed on the pictures sent by the other party.

He silently shut down the author group.

The dream of the sixth white in the Central Plains has not yet begun, and it has already ended.

Since interest is frustrated, then you can only make up for it with hobbies.

Turn on the phone and enter the canyon safely.