In the conference room after midnight.

In front of several middle-aged men, whether it is a large glass ashtray or a paper cup, it is stuffed with cigarette butts. The interior space was filled with smoke and seriousness, and everyone's eyes were bloodshot, and I don't know if it was because of exertion or the stimulation of smoke.

"So, all of you are in favor of the proposal to designate a new pilot economic zone?"

A black-faced man with a face like a knife sat at the top of the long conference table, snuffed out a cigarette butt in his hand and asked. Some of the people on both sides of the long table replied "yes", some nodded silently, and most bowed their heads in acquiescence.

"Old Yang, don't you have anything to add? Didn't you still vigorously oppose this proposal yesterday?"

The black-faced man smiled tiredly and looked at a shriveled man who had just excitedly shouted "yes".

Lao Yang smiled exaggeratedly, straightened up, first greatly criticized his previous ignorant cognition, and then looked forward to the bright economic future of City X in the future. As he spoke, he began to talk about his work experience in Research Institute 67 when he was younger.

"At the time, I thought I was entering the Archaeological Research Institute, but later I learned that it was to study necromancy and zombies, and I thought I was engaged in feudal superstition! Now that I think about it, if there had been such a far-sighted person as Mr. Hiratsuka at that time, I am afraid that he would have been a pioneer of the times now! Hahahaha......"

The whole room laughed in agreement, looking quite happy.

Lao Yang laughed and panicked and hid his left hand, which was rapidly decaying, under the table, but fortunately, no one noticed this small detail except for a young man with glasses on his left.

"In that case, you should arrange for the application documents to be submitted to the peak for review as soon as possible. The black-faced man tidied up the scattered paper in front of him slightly, and he didn't know who he was arranging. He turned to a person at the end of the table and said, "Mr. Ma, would you like to say a few more words to us?"

The person sitting at the end of the table had a laptop in front of him, his arms drooped, his pale eyes without pupils were also bloodshot, his medium-length hair was neatly tied in a pigtail at the back of his head, and his face was sleek and black.

"Mr. Hiratsuka is sincerely happy to be able to cooperate with X City, and it is also a great honor for us to contribute to the economic development of your city. A person like Mr. Yang who can recognize our value is our friend, and Mr. Hiratsuka often says: There are always obstacles on the road to development, and the smartest development is ...... Turn those obstacles into stepping stones. ”

As he spoke, Ma Jin's pale eyes glanced domineeringly at a few people who had been bowing their heads gloomily and speechless.

"Well said! Well said!" Lao Yang slapped vigorously, and several people also echoed.

"Technology and commercialization are our specialty," Ma Jin added, "but there are some aspects that we have to ask Mayor Hu to help us with." ”

"Hmm, that Flame Explosion Cult is it, right?" the black-faced man pinched his chin and thought, "I remember that this matter was handed over to Xiao Du and Lao Yang a long time ago, what is the situation now?"

"A few weeks ago I tried to get in touch with the founder of their religion, a young man named Hara Zhangsu. This person does seem to have some divine powers, and he can really change a few small tricks, which is why he quickly attracted a large number of believers. Although we have never been able to figure out what the ultimate purpose of this person is, in the past two weeks, we have received a large number of reports about their members suspected of arson, murder and other terrorist activities, not to mention the recent illegal occupation of the war warehouse in the south of X City, so I have already characterized them as an illegal organization. ”

The young man with glasses said that, and then handed his gaze to Lao Yang.

"Well, that's good. The Religious Affairs Bureau has already handed over the relevant documents to us, but we have not been able to arrest the culprits in a short period of time. ”

"Why?"

"I don't know if it's because they really have any special functions, or if they have stolen some weapons and equipment from the warehouse, these bandits are very strong in combat now, and our security forces are not their opponents at all. Lao Yang said a little crampedly, his eyes glancing at Ma Jin from time to time.

"What about the garrison of X City, how about calling them? Isn't the 672nd Division just doing the blockade defense work of the Dujiang New Area recently?" asked the black-faced man.

"Of course it will work if it can be called! But the 6722 Garrison Division is directly under the dispatch of the military, so how can we mobilize it?"

The black-faced man pondered for a moment, realizing that things were indeed a bit difficult. Recently, there have been some not-so-good rumors about the 6722 garrison. Although he himself does not work in the army, he knows that it is just some unfounded rumors, and he can't be upset about that kind of thing. However, the military garrison in the area under his rule had been "infiltrated by unknown forces," and this rumor still made him a little uneasy after all.

turned his gaze to Ma Jin: "I'll coordinate and solve this matter here, you don't have to worry about it for the time being." ”

Maybe this Mayor Hu really has a way to use the military to help him exterminate the Flame Brotherhood, but maybe it's just a temporary word used to prevaricate Ma Jin.

Ma Jin certainly knows this. In fact, he knew a lot more about things. As a resurrected living dead, Ma Jin still has a strong and clear sense of self. This may be his peculiarity, and why when Hiratsuka Xie is temporarily unable to move, he will be chosen by Hiratsuka and Oni as his spokesperson.

Maybe even if Hiratsuka Xie can still move, with his IQ, he can only do some physical work, right? Unlike Ma Jin, who is an undead with brains. Brainless zombies will use the method of skinning people alive to threaten their opponents, and the undead with real brains, like Ma Jin, will use their minds to activate their minds to make potential enemies resonate with their own minds - just like dealing with that old Yang.

"Ma Jin, why the hell do we really help Hiratsuka and the ghost to do such a thing?"

The three ghost soldiers had a close relationship with Ma Jin as early as the time of the fire fortress, and after becoming zombies together, they were incorporated into the ghost corps together. Now, the four of them also walked out of the door of the X City Conference Courtyard together. But apparently, the other three still have less control over the whole affair than Ma Jin.

"This is the latest direct directive from the brood. Ma Jin said emotionlessly.

"What's the latest directive from the brood?" asked one of the ghost soldiers.

"Keep a low profile, stay with Hiratsuka and Oni, get as close to him as possible, and try to help him break the blockade of the City of the Dead. ”

"Why are you urging the humans to deal with the Flame Brotherhood?"

"The Flame Brotherhood is not aware of our existence yet, and allowing them to continue to distract Hiratsuka and the humans will make our job easier, and it will also allow the Brood's plan to unfold normally. Ma Jin explained.

"But we still have partners lurking there. ”

"She'll be fine. Melters don't die that easily. Ma Jin said, "Besides, the degree of melting of the 6722nd Division is much higher than that of you and me. ”

Ma Jin has never been so sure of anything. When he was still alive, he was just a gangster on the street, helping out in the fire squadron on the corner, and he had a good relationship with Lao Pi and a few other people in the fire squadron. It's a pity that he was dark and thin, ugly and frustrated, and no one liked to play with him except Lao Pi. Until after that day......

Everything was like a new life, not only giving him more strength and strength, but also making his head brighter than ever. Maybe he is still not as good as those who are really smart, and he is not as good as the kind of people who are favored by the gods, but he, Ma Jin, has finally begun to realize the meaning of his life.

Well, maybe I can't say it's life. After all, he was already a dead man.

Another peaceful day. Ma Jin's dead heart has long been boring, but Song Xiaocheng, who is far away in another corner of the city, is different.

In addition to lying on the sofa of the Western Hotel and reading the dictionary, Song Xiaocheng occasionally joked with the female electronic broadcast voice, trying to confuse its electronic logic, but he never succeeded. This small group of self-proclaimed "Mind Society" is indeed very interesting, and the old guy who mistakenly made a lot of great technology. For example, it wasn't until Song Xiaocheng was dragged out of a pure white glass isolation room by the big man that he knew that all the beef eaten here was mixed and cultivated with various solutions in that "dust-free synthesis room".

But anyway, staying in this hotel for several days on end made him feel a little bored. If there was one advantage to staying here other than the good things to live in, it was that he finally had time to study the manuscript in the dictionary.

However, this is not of much significance, and the effects mentioned in the manuscript about Igni's energy absorption and so on have been confirmed in the two days of battles and conjectures. Song Xiaocheng's use of Igni can already be said to be perfect, but what he cares about now is something else.

He took the initiative to ask Mr. Zeng a few times why he wanted to keep them in the hotel, and whether it was because of Lin Yu's matter, the little old man either avoided his question noncommittally, or simply used other things as an excuse and walked away. This not only made Song Xiaocheng feel irritable, but even made him feel a sense of anger that was offended.

Finally, on the last night. As agreed, they were able to leave the hotel the next day. Song Xiaocheng originally planned to wash up early this day and go to bed, so that he could embark on the journey again when he woke up, but just when he had just squeezed the toothpaste, Zeng accidentally knocked on the door of the room and invited him and Lin Yu to go to the terrace on the roof of the hotel to "have some supper".

Of course, Song Xiaocheng knows that at this point in time, it will never be as simple as "eating some supper". It seems that the mysterious teacher Zeng is finally going to confess the purpose of staying with them. So he and Lin Yu got dressed together, and together with Teacher Zeng, the three of them came to the terrace.