Chang Dong didn't answer immediately, he thought for a moment and said, "I'm a businessman, you can trust me without offending my interests." ”

As soon as the words fell, the large white mist that accompanied the yellow-skinned fox suddenly began to fade, and the yellow-skinned fox's figure disappeared irrepressibly.

In the moment when it was about to disappear, a word echoed in Chang Dong's consciousness.

"Survive!"

Chang Dong suddenly opened his eyes, only to feel that the world was spinning for a while, and the whole person was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit.

It took a while for the feeling to fade.

At this time, a wave of enlightenment was silently born in his heart.

The yellow-skinned fox said that his spirit body was not enough to support it for too long, so it seems that this is the sequelae of the so-called "spirit body" being consumed too violently?

Chang Dong took a deep breath and calmed down his emotions of excitement, excitement, apprehension, panic, and even fear.

A brain that has been trained in business warfare for a long time began to run at high speed.

Although the conversation just now was not much, it also gave him a lot of information.

The first few questions, in particular, explain a lot.

For example, why are they so little known?

Of course, it is not ruled out that the yellow-skinned fox is deceiving him!

It can even be said that this is very likely.

You know, Ding Lu once said that his master did not let him touch these things on the grounds that "everything he knows will be eroded."

If Zhou Tiancheng is right, then has his current understanding been eroded?

Therefore, the last question of the yellow-skinned fox may have been to make him let down his guard.

Also, how should this "erosion" be understood?

Something like gambling that makes people mentally devastated? Or is it like illegal drugs, both mentally and physically?

Also, what does the yellow-skinned fox mean by "survival"?

Zhu Le'an said that every time the soul is over, incense must be served, could it be that the yellow-skinned fox survives on things like incense?

Countless thoughts echoed in Chang Dong's mind, and in the absence of sufficient corroborating information, it was difficult for Chang Dong to distinguish who was right and who was wrong.

"I'm just playing with fire!" Chang Dong muttered.

If the yellow-skinned fox is lying, if it can interfere with reality or even kill him, he can't even leave enough warning of reality.

Because of his warnings, they will be regarded as crazy words.

Of course, it is not excluded that a very small number of people know the truth.

But if "everything that is known will be eroded" is right, people of insight in mankind will definitely block relevant information, or release all kinds of false news, and completely cover up the truth in the true and false.

This may also be the origin of all kinds of messy myths and legends.

In contemplation, Chang Dong's mobile phone suddenly vibrate.

He touched it and looked, and it was Kiplin's international phone.

"I heard, you have gained a lot today?"

On the other end of the phone, Kiplin's voice was deep, with the sound of deep breathing and the phlegm that ran through his throat.

"Almost."

Kiplin's breath became rapid, and the tearing sound of sputum became more pronounced.

"Can you summon or communicate spirits?"

Chang Dong was silent for a while before he said: "I need more information and your purpose, don't test me, or lie to me, if I notice that the information I get is different from yours, I will choose to withdraw." ”

Kiprin was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, but I'm going to say ugly things ahead, if you lie to me, I have nothing to fear from the people who are going to die." ”

"Each other, each other."

After Kiplin revealed a small amount of information about the spirit, Chang Dong decisively agreed to cooperate.

After discussing the details of the cooperation, the two hung up the phone.

"Whew-"

Chang Dong, who hung up the phone, felt so excited that he couldn't sleep for a while.

He couldn't wait to get more information.

Unfortunately, Kiplin didn't pass on this important information at all, or it was likely that it was only in Kiplin's brain.

couldn't sleep left and right, Chang Dong simply put on his pajamas, took his laptop, and got to work.

While diverting attention, you can also take care of the recent backlog of transactions.

In fact, Chang Dong, who slowly removed himself from the company's operation, no longer has any specific affairs.

Because of his self-knowledge, he is more strategic guidance for the company, such as Dawn Film and Television's strengthening of investment in online dramas.

Other basic decentralization.

The modern enterprise structure also determines the company's leadership, and it is impossible to work without effort.

First of all, the temptation of options is the driving force;

Second, regulators don't eat dry;

Secondly, dereliction of duty is self-destruction of the future, once you can't do the performance, it is not good to find a job after leaving the job.

After all, if you are accustomed to being in charge of a large enterprise with 10,000 people, how can you be willing to condescend to a small factory with 1,000 people?

Therefore, Chang Dong's work content is more to review the documents copied by the company's executive level, as well as the report mailbox.

In the former, the regulatory significance is greater than the practical significance.

The latter is primarily a strategic deterrent. It is not only a deterrent to the company's employees, but also a deterrent to the regulatory authorities.

Probably because there was too much backlog of documents before.

There are always a few Chang Dong who don't understand well, so they simply call their subordinates to ask.

Some subordinates didn't understand the details, and they had to shout again, and even woke up a team in the middle of the night, and ran to the study to turn on the computer in pajamas to answer Chang Dong's questions.

For a while, Chang Dong didn't know how many employees he was scolded.

The rumor that "Brother Dong doesn't sleep" also spread in the company, which invisibly strengthened everyone's fear of Chang Dong.

At three o'clock in the morning, Chang Dong finished handling his work email, and finally felt tired and fell down on the soft couch.

As a result, I slept for only three hours when I was woken up by a knock on the door.

But it was Chen Fanglin who came with Kiplin's order.

Chang Dong had to yawn, have breakfast, and then take a team of bodyguards at Hongqiao Airport to board a private plane sent by Kiplin.

"Maybe it's time to buy a private jet." Chang Dong, who was lying on the cowhide space chair on the front floor of the plane, flashed this thought in his mind before catching up on sleep.

The destination of the flight was in the Far East of the Rus' Far East, in the Perderma region, in a city called Ovila.

After a three-hour flight, the plane arrived at its destination.

Chang Dong didn't have time to admire the city, which had a population of only 100,000 people, so he got into a convoy of four Humvees and left the place at a gallop.

At this time, the country is still under the scorching heat of the autumn tiger, and it is already cold to the bone marrow.

Even though Chang Dong had been prepared for a long time, he put on a down jacket when he got off the plane, but he was still very cold.

Fortunately, there was plenty of heating in the car, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

However, Chang Dong didn't feel comfortable for long, and his brows furrowed.

After driving for more than an hour, the convoy suddenly turned into a large area of barren and frozen soil, high and low earth, so bumpy that Chang Dong almost vomited his lunch.

"Didn't you mean that the destination was the city of Alex? Why not take the road? Chang Dong looked at Chen Fanglin beside him.

"There are no roads in Alex."

"What?" Chang Dong was stunned.

"The city was abandoned in 2001 and the road was impassable."

"Abandoned?"

Chang Dong became more and more stunned.

With Chen Fanglin's explanation, even the well-informed Chang Dong will inevitably become less common and strange at this time.

It turns out that compared with China, there are at most abandoned factories, ghost towns, and the like. In the country of Rus, it is not too normal to abandon an entire city, base, and Haikou.

Almost all of the abandoned cities are concentrated in the Asian part, that is, Siberie and the Far East.

The reason for the abandonment is very simple, the natural environment of the frozen soil in the Far East is not suitable for human survival, and the rise of cities here in the first place is the result of the planned economy of the pre-Soviet era.

With the end of the former Soviet Union, the population naturally began to shift to the more habitable part of the area.

Coupled with the fact that Rus' is a vast and sparsely populated country, with a population of only 140 million, the assault area can afford to be partially affordable, so it is only natural that the city should be abandoned.

Chang Dong, who knew the news, suddenly sank slightly in his heart.

Was he too curious and impulsive to hear the message of the Spirit all of a sudden?

After all, what plan needs a ruined city to implement?

Or is there a secret base in Kiprin, in that ruined city?

"Huh......" Chang Dong exhaled slightly, and could only comfort himself that he would be safe when he came.

It took three hours for the SUV to reach its destination.

In the distance, you can see a large complex of low buildings, dotted among the new snow, gray stones, and mountains, and if you don't look closely, you can't even find that this is a city.

As the car approached, the city became clearer and clearer, and the thick smell of wasteland came to the face.

Due to its location in permafrost, there are no plants toppling the city, but the remaining buildings are still not much better.

The walls are peeling off, the glass is shattered, and the whole thing is barely visible.

When the car rushed into the complex, it even scared away a foraging bear!

Under Chang Dong's curious gaze, the convoy drove into a cement building that looked completely deserted on the outside.

"Welcome, my last friend on my deathbed."

As soon as Chang Dong got out of the car, he saw Kiplin in a wheelchair, welcoming him with a forced smile.

The reason why it is said to be a forced smile is because Kiplin's situation is getting worse and worse, and it is only three days since the two last met, and Kiplin is dying at this time.

There was also an infusion rod erected on the wheelchair, and the pale yellow medicine, like gold, was injected into his body little by little, maintaining his lifespan when he ran out of oil.

"It's a pleasure to see you again!" Chang Dongdao, when he saw Kiplin, he suddenly felt that the pain suffered by the bumps on the road was not worth mentioning.

"Long story short, tell me, what's inside that curtain?"

Kiprin pointed to the curtain that had been pulled up not far away, and his cloudy gaze sharpened at this moment.