"Ding!"

The huge elevator slowly stopped, and the red reminder subtitle at the top was - Level B-23, Resident Evil Game Background Program Control Group. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Please enter your ID number, friendly reminder, the area you are going to next requires B clearance or higher. ”

"Number S-1080. ”

Mu Shao'an said with a gloomy face, he is really catching up with the passive new official now to take office, and the escape of the 12 zombie tyrants from the prison of the Special Repatriation Division is big or small.

If they all escape back into the game of "Resident Evil", then this is a small thing, like a puppy lost, it's not a big deal, I'm afraid that someone here will do something, with rhythm, if there is a zombie tyrant who accidentally escapes into a similar zombie game, such as Seven Days Kill, the end of the United States, the zombie siege, the road to survival, dayz, then the trouble will expand.

What the hell will pull out?

Although the branch system of the Fourth War Zone is its own boss, it will certainly not shelter him in this matter, and in fact it will never be.

What's more, the branch system only controls 60% of the power, and if this matter belongs to another department, then it is possible to erase his S-class authority under some operation.

"Ding, your clearance is S-level, you can go. ”

The permission verification passed, the heavy elevator door slowly opened, and two zombies immediately came in front of them, one of the heads was bitten out of a big hole, and the stomach of the other has been disemboweled, no matter how real, this is definitely not coplay, in fact, they are antivirus program soldiers with the prefix B, and they are not NPCs, they are real, human beings in the real world.

How to say it, the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, and there will always be some people who like to be zombies, so after they signed the chaos contract, they voluntarily injected the T virus and became anti-virus zombie soldiers.

It's just that the number of zombie hunters in this part is very small, and it is different from Mu Shao'an's department, unless they go to the world of the background of biochemical zombies to do tasks, they have no intersection with them at all.

And situations like this abound in the Chaos Base, such as anti-virus hunters, orcs, demons, elves, etc., who have specially chosen vampire blood, but there are not many of them, and they are all areas with their own activities.

Don't look at Mu Shaoan's S-level authority now, it seems that he is also a man of the year in the fourth war zone, but he can't figure out how much money he has in the fourth war zone.

The headquarters of a fourth war zone alone is the size of a super-large city, and the total number of anti-virus hunters exceeds three million, not counting all kinds of NPC hunters, auxiliary professions, life professions, wandering vendors, and so on.

From the Special Repatriation Division Prison to here, he had to change the subway three times and walk for 10 minutes to find it.

And out of the Fourth Theater Headquarters, there are also eighteen corps headquarters, as well as major local area networks, so it is not an exaggeration to say that the Fourth Theater is a country.

In such a large place, it is difficult to move an inch without permission, but as long as you have S-class permission, you can theoretically enter any secret area freely.

When you step out of the elevator, you will be greeted by a pool of blood and bones and a bridge of bones, these disgusting guys.

Crossing the bone bridge, a service desk appeared in front of it, and two nurses in snow-white nurses' uniforms, convex and backward, with a good figure, were standing there politely, but they were zombies.

"Hello, sir, do you need any help?" asked a nurse who was covered in incense, but half of her face had been gnawed off, grinning, in a strange scene.

"My number is S-1080, I belong to the Special Repatriation Division of the Fourth War Zone Cleaner Division, I need to investigate 12 biochemical tyrants who escaped before 17 minutes, my subordinates say they may have infiltrated a team of zombie hunters who are heading to the mission world, please help me retrieve all the information and data. ”

"Okay, sir, your authority is sufficient, I'll call up the data information for you right away, well, it's true, 15 minutes ago, there was an alarm from the firewall of our department, and 11 B-class biochemical tyrants infiltrated Dayz's game world, but you can rest assured, the anti-virus hunters in the company have killed them all, and the follow-up report will be sent to your department within three working days according to the rules. ”

The nurse zombie was dealt with quickly.

"What about the other one?" Mu Shaoan asked again while breathing a sigh of relief.

"Sorry sir, the data and information of the game world opened today are all here, and the 12th biochemical tyrant has not been found, I will continue to check it for you, but it is estimated that it is unlikely that something will go wrong. ”

A minute later, the answer was really like this, Mu Shaoan would not worry about data errors, in the Chaos Base, the S-level authority is Wang Fa, even if it belongs to different departments, but it is really impossible for anyone not to give him face, not to mention that he is also a person in the cleaner system.

"Great work! ”

Mu Shaoan nodded, raised his hand and rewarded the two nurse zombie chicks with 500 ST points each.

This is not a hard and fast rule, and there is no convention, but Mu Shao'an is no better than those old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years, their disciples and grandchildren can have tens of millions of people, and if an order goes down, what can't be done?

But he is different, his foundation is too shallow, although there is a local area network in Ximu Town, but the highest level of those subordinates is C-level, what can they be used for? C-level authority is completely difficult to move an inch at the headquarters of the Fourth War Zone.

And in this case, if you are generous, you can always buy a little heart, such as the front desk chicks in these two Resident Evil game regions, maybe you can use it next time.

"You are so generous, sir, and it is our pleasure to serve you. "The two zombie chicks are overjoyed, to be honest, although they originally chose to become zombies, but this choice is lifelong and can not be changed, so it is strange to say that they don't regret it, and they may not have an income of 100 ST points if they stand here for a year, so Mu Shaoan's tip is really a windfall.

"Goodbye. ”

Nodding, Mu Shaoan turned around and left, he still had to go and get the last biochemical tyrant back, but at this time, a zombie girl behind him suddenly shouted:

"Sir, please wait a moment, if you don't mind, we can give you a little advice. ”

"Oh, thank you so much, please. ”

"Well, I don't know where that biochemical tyrant is going to go, but with holographic cameras deployed throughout the Fourth Theater headquarters, it's unlikely that it will escape alone, otherwise there will be other anti-virus hunters who will kill it without you chasing it. Therefore, someone should have caught it in the first place and hid it, sir, this is a possibility, many anti-virus hunters have this little hobby. ”

Speaking of this, the zombie girl deliberately stretched out her tongue and licked her lips, so Mu Shaoan instantly understood what she meant.

It's really possible.

Anti-virus hunters or something, have a wide range of interests, for example, those mages like to refine zombies as a portable summon, and even if they are caught, it is not a sin.

That biochemical tyrant is a B-level strength, and if it is trained well, it can be registered as a combat pet, and you can know how useful it is when you think about it.

"Thanks, I know where I'm looking. Mu Shao'an sighed, and ticked this matter off the option of conspiracy in his heart.

"Hey, I hate those old men!"

Mu Shao'an muttered, now he has guessed that those old men and old women or something, they must have done it on purpose, letting themselves completely fall into a bunch of sesame rotten grains and trivial matters, how afraid are they of doing things by themselves?