"Oh?"

Hearing the host's remarks, Zhang Luo raised his head with interest and looked at the blurred scene behind the force field. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as these words came out, the monsters in the venue, who were still in a state of anger, also began to whisper. After all, everyone present knew very well how difficult it was to gather a large number of murderous bloodthirsty monsters.

"What are you going to do?" Questions were asked from members of the executioners who attended the meeting.

The host didn't answer the question directly, but continued to say in a cold voice: "Speaking of which, we will first introduce you to a new member of the 'Executioner'. ”

Under the gaze of everyone in the venue, a distorted figure appeared in the space inside the conference room, although he couldn't see the face clearly, Zhang Luo still recognized the identity of the other party through the guy's black clothes and white hair.

"This is Mr. Othello, who just joined us." The host said loudly.

"Hello everyone, I'm Othello." The distorted figure made a suspicious bowing motion, even if the voice was changed by the force field, the slight cunning in this person's tone could not be eliminated.

"Dr. Othello is a famous master of genetic engineering, and he is also the first scientist in the history of mankind to create a clone, and while mankind is still arguing about the boring question of 'whether cloning is unethical', this learned genius has already produced his own clone army!" The host's voice grew louder and louder.

"That's right." Othello proudly spoke: "Unlike those boring apologists, I am a more results-oriented experimenter. The device that I am about to show you this time is exactly what I have developed over the past ten years, and as long as you activate it, you can control any heretical creature! ”

As soon as these words came out, the heretical creatures present fell silent again: if what Othello said was true, then that machine would undoubtedly become an indispensable strategic weapon in the upcoming war!

As you can imagine, a machine with this kind of functionality will definitely be priceless! And, if that guy starts up on the spot......

Thinking of this, almost all the heretical creatures in the conference room were ready to fight. However, Zhang Luo still said unhurriedly: "I have a problem......

"What do you want to ask, sir?" Othello's distorted head turned around, and it was obvious that he had already recognized that the "anonymous player" behind the force field was Zhang Luo.

"What I want to ask is, since you have this equipment, why do you want to make an alliance with the executioners? If I had this kind of 'artifact', I would definitely keep it for myself, and I wouldn't reveal a little bit of the rumor, and quietly control other monsters. Zhang Luo smiled.

"Wait a minute......"

"It does make sense."

It was only at this time that the heretical creatures who were shocked by Othello's speech finally realized that something was not quite right, and it was indeed very abnormal to hold this kind of "big killer" that was a threat to any heretical creature, but still take the initiative to expose their hole cards.

However, Othello was clearly prepared for this question, and explained unhurriedly: "You are right, in fact, the reason why I joined the Executioners camp is also to seek protection. One of the researchers in my institution defected to the conquerors and leaked information to them. I was almost caught, but I managed to escape......"

"Will the Conqueror's elite troops give you time to run out with the machines?" Zhang Luo snorted contemptuously: "With all due respect, you don't look like you can fight against heretical creatures. ”

Seeing that Zhang Luo was still making things difficult for himself, Othello did not flinch, but just coughed meaningfully and asked rhetorically: "Judging from this gentleman's attitude towards resolutely opposing my joining, you should have something to do with the conqueror's camp, right?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene once again underwent a subtle change. It is clear to everyone that if the participant who blamed Othello is really condemned as a spy of the Conqueror camp, I am afraid that there will be a classic "on-the-spot execution" again in this venue!

Even if no battle broke out, the atmosphere in the venue was still tense, Zhang Luo shook his head, pretended to sigh, and said in a low voice: "Are you really good like this?" ”

"What do you mean?" Othello smiled.

"You didn't answer my question just now, and moved on to another topic. This situation can generally only indicate one problem, and that is that you have a ghost in your heart. Zhang Luo smiled: "If you think you have no problem, how about answering my question just now?" How the hell did you escape? ”

――As a guy who has been in the major supernatural forums for many years, Zhang Luo can be said to have seen a lot of this kind of guy who "turns into the wind", although there are some guys with strange thinking patterns, but most people will use the technique of turning in when they can't talk about the other party.

As Zhang Luo expected, Othello did not immediately answer his question. On the contrary, the host, who had been silent before, spoke again, with a slight threat in his voice:

"We are not fools, since we have allowed Mr. Othello to join, we have naturally checked him and taken the necessary security measures. Do you have any other comments? ”

"Okay, I don't have a problem, but the rest of you should understand it as well." Zhang Luo spread his hands indifferently.

As he said, the other heretical creatures sitting in the hall also sensed what Othello was hiding, and their attitude towards this "new member" changed from simple shock to suspicion.

Seeing that the current situation was a little embarrassing, the host, who was obviously on Othello's side, immediately began to help play the round: "It seems that everyone still has some questions about Mr. Othello's machine, in this case, I think I can let Mr. Othello demonstrate it live." ”

"Well, I've prepared the 'materials' in advance for a presentation for everyone." Othello nodded.

With his voice, the heretical creatures sitting around the venue appeared in front of their eyes, and through the temporary "peephole", they could see a white-haired man in a black suit, standing in the dimly lit center of the venue, with a sharp light flashing in his dull eyes.

On the man's right arm, a metal machine with a brown shell looks a bit like a wrist-based computer made by Vault Technologies, but the difference from a normal portable computer is that the machine is close to the right hand position, protruding from two long silver "antennas" with several rings of something resembling filament.

Facing the circle of monsters who were watching, Othello proudly raised his right arm and said loudly: "This is the machine I want to introduce to you, XT-002 'mind control machine'!" ”

"Everyone knows that as long as there is a self-conscious creature in this world, there will be something similar to a 'consciousness wave'." Othello explained: "Whether it is humans or werewolves, even robots and ghosts, it is because of certain energy fields that they acquire their own consciousness......"

Speaking of this, Othello raised his voice abruptly: "After a long period of large living research, I finally preliminarily analyzed the mystery of the 'consciousness wave', and then built a machine that can control consciousness. This time I'm only bringing the portable version, and if you activate the 'full version', you can even control all the creatures in a large area! ”

Hearing Othello's dangerous speech, Zhang Luo was about to say something, when he heard a cold female voice that was all too familiar, coming from his right hand - without the force field barrier, it was naturally impossible for him not to recognize Frankenstein's voice:

"It's too dangerous, I should get rid of you first." The girl in military uniform said coldly.

Although her words were as simple as ever, the heretical creatures present still felt the same way, and they all cast meaningful glances at the white-haired man in the middle of the field:

If the function of this machine is really the same as what Othello said, then the current danger level of this person has surpassed that of the Conqueror and the Monster Administration, after all, no one can guarantee that this guy who swore to join the Executioner camp will suddenly mutiny, or even directly activate what he calls the "complete version of the machine" here, and directly brainwash all the heretical creatures present and become his vassals.

Seeing that the monsters present were still doubting themselves, Othello sighed: "Everyone here is not stupid, do you think I will come to die?" Miss Frankenstein, are you still haunted by my departure? ”

"Yes, you can't be trusted." Frankenstein gave a simple and crude answer.

"Damn, stop arguing! Now is not the time for you to settle your personal grievances! Seeing that the situation at the meeting was about to turn into a tearing war, the host, who had not shown up, said irritably: "Continue the demonstration!" ”

With his order, a large iron cage slowly rose from under the open space in the center of the venue, and several figures were moving inside, shaking their bodies and letting out indistinct roars.

Needless to say, just by looking at the gray skin and bloody faces of those guys, you know that these guys are obviously infected with the T-virus modified by the new Ambrera company, and the zombies are about to be disposed of.

"Using my machine, even low-level monsters with disorganized consciousness can be controlled. For example, these zombies that everyone sees. Othello raised his right arm as he spoke, aiming the two antennas on his arm at the zombies in the cage that were scratching the fence and trying to rush out.

Seeing this scene, even Frankenstein stopped making a sound, and the eyes of everyone present were focused on the zombies in the iron cage.

"Oooooooooo......oo

These brainless monsters, who were still struggling, suddenly seemed to hear some noise, and they squatted down with their ears covered, and their bodies twitched uncontrollably.

Ten seconds later, the zombies stood up again, but strangely, this time their "mental outlook" was obviously completely different from just now.

Looking at the current condition of the zombies in the cage, Othello nodded with satisfaction and said, "Go to the right." ”

As soon as these words came out, several zombies turned to the right neatly and began to circle around the cage.

"Get on your knees." Othello gave the second command.

Under the surprised gaze of everyone, the zombies who were recognized as uncontrollable really knelt neatly in the direction of Othello, their bodies seemed to freeze in place, maintaining the motionless movement of kneeling.

"Can you give any order on this machine?" A rough voice came from the venue.

Hearing the audience's question, Othello puffed out his chest proudly and nodded, "That's right, I'll demonstrate it for you now." ”

After finishing speaking, the white-haired man who had betrayed the Strange Tales Research Society turned to the direction of the iron cage again and gave the last order to the zombies:

"Pull out your own heart."

Click!

With the sound of flesh tearing and ribs shattering, the zombies in the iron cage tried their best to tear out their hearts, and like envoys paying tribute to treasures, they lifted the blood-drenched organs in front of them.

Seeing this scene, the monster who asked the question just now scolded: "What the hell......"

After seeing the performance of the terrifying machine in Othello's hand, some monsters who were still skeptical of this person's words were finally completely convinced. After all, even they didn't expect this so-called "mind control machine" to be powerful enough to control zombies!

At this time, Zhang Luo's face also showed a playful smile, rubbed his hands obscenely, and muttered in a faint voice that only he could hear: "This thing seems to be pretty good." ”

As if sensing what was going on in his mind, Othello shook his head meaningfully and said, "I know that everyone here is already planning to snatch this machine. Unfortunately, this machine is connected to the life detector inside me, and if it loses the signal from my body, or if my body functions stop, it will burn itself out along with the main engine and become useless scrap metal. ”

As soon as Othello finished speaking, the sighs in the hall began one after another—it was clear that there were not just one or two heretical creatures who had the same thoughts as Zhang Luo......

Seeing that the heretical creatures present had finally given up the idea of snatching the equipment for the time being, the host spoke up at the right time: "After witnessing the abilities of our new member, Mr. Othello, do you have any opinions?" ”

This time, no one continued to raise objections. Even Zhang Luo didn't speak, he could see that the organizer of the conference was already a little angry just now, and if he continued to provoke, he might really be directly executed.

Zhang Luo is still very confident in his combat effectiveness, even if he wants to be "publicly executed", he can completely fight a bloody way and forcibly leave, but in that case, the Strange Talk Research Society may completely break with the camp of the executioners and become the enemy of the executioners.

Before Frankenstein could express his attitude, Zhang Luo did not do so. Just as he was still thinking about what to do next, the host had already spoken again:

"We're glad to see that you've reached a consensus. Mr. Othello will join the Executioners and become our formidable force. So ...... next"

The host's voice suddenly became gloomy, like a cold wind blowing from everyone's ears:

"We've recently investigated some intel on the annihilation of Donrosk City, and it's time to deal with the traitors within the organization." (To be continued.) )