The torrential rain has not stopped.

Not far away, the stagnant water that is constantly shattered by raindrops makes the neon lights reflect a beautiful brilliance.

"Hah...... Ha...... Uh......"

She woke up from her coma for the third time, wheezing violently.

The blood got stuck in her throat, and she coughed several times before she recovered.

The roaring rain mingled with the ringing in her ears, giving her the illusion that she was being surrounded from all sides.

But that's just an illusion.

She struggled to get up.

Her long black hair was wet from the rain and clinged to her back, which was only wearing a white vest.

The diluted blood on the back was intertwined with sweat and rain, and it was faintly dyed red on the tight vest, and the wound turned open became puffy and purple under the rain. It's already infected, and I'm afraid it's going to be inflamed.

The chip on the back of her neck was a constant reminder that her body was in an endangered state.

The edges of the field of vision flickered red, and a piercing warning sound sounded in my ears...... Thanks to the successive warnings, she didn't pass out directly in the torrential rain.

- I'm dying.

She knew it all too well.

But there was not the slightest fear in her eyes.

She completely ignored the hint that the chip was "sending an aid signal to the nearby execution department", and casually crossed out the kind reminder of "please choose a nearby doctor", and hung up the distress call that the chip decided to call her on her own.

She exhaled out the virtual panel, her right hand, trembling from blood loss, quickly tapping on the keyboard that only appeared in her field of vision, and began to send a text message to someone.

Soon, her eyes darkened.

A tall figure appeared in front of her, blocking the neon light in front of her.

The torrential rain fell on him, and it was like an illusion that he was directly immersed in it and disappeared into thin air.

Because of the light on her back, even if she tried her best to raise her head, she could only see a dark shadow.

"Last words, are you done?"

A cold voice rang out.

She waved off the screen and looked up to meet the visitor.

"Are you going to do it?"

She asked word by word in a hoarse voice.

"Looks like it's done."

The man said flatly, his indifferent gaze on the seriously injured girl in front of him.

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Saturday, July 31st, 1202 at 9:00 a.m.

Russell is woken up by a brisk electronic music alarm clock.

The alarm clock, which is played directly in the brain through the chip, is the most efficient way to wake up without causing long-term mental damage.

"Wake up music" and "sleep music" are the "happy life" series of technologies developed by Tianen Group...... But in Russell's view, the greatest value of this thing is that it can make him ruin one less song.

He yawned and rolled around on the bed. With his eyes closed, he turned off the alarm clock and opened the Tian'en Daily, listening to Miss Bai Xue's soft voice.

"Ah, it's still a matter of the lower town......"

Russell muttered in a daze.

Generally speaking, the daily newspaper starts at 6:30 a.m. and ends at 7:30 a.m. every morning.

But there was a rerun at nine o'clock...... That's why Russell wakes up at nine o'clock every day.

If it was normal, he would have gotten up by now.

However, I still have to go out tonight, so I guess I have to stay up late. It's better to squint a little longer......

It has been more than a month since Russell got his third mask.

In the past half month, the pressure on the media has been much less for the Delphinium bombing the factory in Xiacheng. Russell gave three interviews in the past month and a half, and each time was not directly related to the incident.

It is also possible that people have forgotten about it as new events have intensified.

It had been a week since the mages started a gathering in Crystal City. But the people present were not just lacking in the maze and maze...... But there were only six people left in the poor Baba.

I don't know if the rest of the people haven't arrived in Crystal Skeleton City for a month, or if they don't plan to come and decide to go it alone.

Of course, it is also possible that he is already dead.

After Paradisebird joined the Cyber Church and became a bishop...... For some reason, the board suddenly relented and put the angels into Downtown.

In the past half a month, the company has no longer sent the executive department to the lower city, but the gangs and mages in the lower city have become even more uncomfortable.

The original execution department, which was a chaotic day, kept each other's hands, and fought every day, was suddenly replaced by an angel team that was unmerciful and wanted to eliminate evil at any cost.

Gangs throughout the city have entered a phase of contraction, and the frequency of robbery, rape, shooting, kidnapping and other vicious incidents has directly decreased by three-quarters in the past six months.

In the same way, as the angels destroyed factories in large numbers, prices in Uptown also continued to rise.

Compared with the same period last month, prices in Shangcheng have generally increased by more than 30%, and some goods are starting to be in short supply island-wide. Although the Tianen Group began to urgently mobilize materials to other empty islands, the price was directly increased by five or six times, seven or eight times.

But the reduction of a large number of vicious incidents is far from stopping people's complaints.

Just as the "godfathers" of yesteryear had predicted, it was no longer the executive department and the company that were burned, but the church and angels, and there was a march against the angels' entry into the floating island.

Russell and the inferior made a move...... Because the island-wide rise in prices by 30% and the lack of supply are actually very scary. As a result, some companies are denied access to raw materials or the capital chain is broken, and many people lose their jobs and are forced to move into "secondary jobs". Coupled with the problem of "happiness investigation" caused by anxiety problems, it even directly gave birth to a demon that has not yet fully hatched.

Although prices have only risen by 30%, when it is finally reflected in some families, it is much more than an increase in living expenses of 30%.

According to Russell's prediction of public opinion, the pressure of public opinion on the side of the church has been withstood to the limit.

People are extremely harsh on the original "helpers" around them, and a single mistake can be magnified several times. Not to mention, they have literally affected the lives of more than 40 million people in the urban area of Happiness Island...... Gu Xu

Even a 0.8 percent unemployment rate would mean that at least 300,000 families have suffered misfortune.

If you add to that the 200,000 people in the lower city who are being annihilated and slaughtered by the angels, it is the resentment of at least a million people. More than eighty percent of them have chips that allow them to vent on the network at any time.

Even if the will of the angel annihilation mage is strong enough...... But mortals in the church could not withstand this mental pressure.

They may even be attacked by relatives and friends simply because they work in the church.

The clergy who work in the church are basically volunteers—and as I said before, there is no income at all and no future here.

For the priests who have not yet awakened the power of the Holy Order, they are basically working for the affirmation, smile, and happiness of others.

This resentment, which is pure and real, even beyond reproach and inescapable, is too strong a shock for them.

If they can't bear the pressure and leave the church en masse, the cyber church will not only become a joke, but will also lose a lot of its authority and persuasiveness, and will not be able to dominate the negotiations with the Grace group.

At the beginning of August, or even mid-August, the church will be under pressure to take the angels back and freeze them again.

When that happens, the company will be happy to pick peaches.

The worst groups in the lower city will be swept away by the angels repeatedly. The angels who gathered in small groups attacked those mages and non-psionics, it was like a helicopter gunship licking infantry, and the opponent had little ability to resist - because among the angels assigned to the island of happiness was a "noble one" who could give other angels the ability to fly...... And so it turned out to be like this.

As the people's dislike of angels deepens, they can't help but anger the church...... Relatively speaking, the company's voice has been enhanced; After the angels evacuate, the factories are rebuilt, and prices are restored, they can become a situation where "the new actions of the Executive Department in recent months have effectively reduced the crime rate in the lower city".

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Until then, Russell really didn't have much work to do.

Even the execution department next door has started a rare vacation...... This can probably be regarded as a release.

Although at the beginning of the month, the bad day told Russell that there should be nothing wrong on the day at the end of the month.

But when Russell saw the calendar, he was directly relieved.

- The 31st is Saturday.

The Special Operations Department theoretically takes one day off a week, but in practice it takes one and a half days off.

On Saturday, I have to go to the company before noon to sign in, and then I can go home from work with a free and sumptuous lunch in the employee canteen.

Although where to go is not to play...... For Russell, the holidays don't really make much of a difference. He'd rather play games in the office, or at least chat with Delphinium when he's tired.

When I'm home alone, I'm too lonely.

He even walked around the Babel headquarters twice, but still didn't see anyone except the deer head.

And this month, while waiting for the end of the month to come, Russell has already cleared four big games in the office.

He had even created a whole card game before, trying to play cards with Delphinium.

But alas, the delphinium is still busy with work every day, like a groundbound spirit on the minister's chair...... Even too lazy to go shopping, eat and drink.

In the face of Russell's invitation to "come and fish together", Miss Minister still seriously refused. did not lightly reprimand Maomao's behavior of dragging other colleagues in the company to do not do their jobs.

And Russell immediately understood what Delphinium meant: You, don't pull me to play with you.

So Russell, who made up his mind to live with peace of mind, could only find a corner of the sofa and shrank up to play.

Chasing dramas and playing games in the office during the day, and entering the dream world to level up at night - it can be said that it is quite a fulfilling and interesting life.

Occasionally, Russell would be kind enough to sneak into the angels' dormitory and give the angels some counseling.

Although the little bishop is not there, the angels are also very good people. And they are all "old antiques" from the era when the Internet was not yet developed, and the anti-spray ability is not strong enough...... Visibly worried. Russell couldn't let them be driven crazy one by one, so he went to enlighten them if he had nothing to do.

This is probably the business that Russell has not done much in the past half a month.

"Huh......?"

When Russell sobered up, he suddenly saw someone send an email to Ultramarine's account.

Now Russell is quite famous.

Quite a few people have added his "code name", and occasionally contact some business.

But Russell's desire is relatively low and he is very cautious, and almost none of those endorsement orders are accepted...... The only thing that came next was his favorite brand of Coke.

So in order to avoid interruption, the mailbox of the code name "Ultramarine" is generally prompt-free - come back and look through it when he is free. Only the messages sent by relatives and friends who have been "directly connected" to him can wake him up directly when he is playing games or sleeping.

Anyway, if it's really urgent, Delphinium will definitely come over to urge him one more time.

When the time comes, just pretend to know about it, and say, "I'm already out," "I'm on the way," and then wash up and go out urgently.

There's nothing Delphinium can do with him. I could only shake my head helplessly, sigh and say something like "Forget it, cats are like this".

Russell knew he was very cute and likable...... And can guess the other party's bottom line without a teacher.

Even if it seems arrogant, because he has never touched the other party's bottom line, and when he is about to annoy the other party, he will immediately do something warm or caring, but he has naturally become closer to many people.

Among them were the angels, his co-workers, some of the bosses he met as socials...... Even including its own two directors.

As a result, in a sense, Russell is now talking more effectively than Delphinium when he is outside.

"Who sent it......"

Russell was frowning, wanting to see if a boss he knew had arranged some new job, and thought of a polite reply in his heart; Or maybe someone is going to treat them or take them out to play, so check to see if they can arrange a time for the next month.

At this time, he was a little surprised to find out...... This is the news that Miss Morgan has not been contacted since his friend who added the code name "Ultramarine".

When he opened it, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Russell's whole body suddenly came to his senses, and he sat up straight from the bed and looked at it seriously.

The email reads:

"I don't have much time left, Ultramarine. By the time you received this email, I was dead.

"I didn't tell you what my profession was last time...... In fact, I'm a killer who was directly employed by a certain director. In order not to reveal my identity, I have a lot of part-time jobs. The last time you saw me, you were one of my drivers working part-time.

"My employer seems to think I've done enough work and it's time to 'retire'. But I know so much...... In order to leave no trace, he will kill me.

"I won't tell you his name, because that might make your situation dangerous. I am sending you this e-mail only to inform you why I disappeared and to advise you not to come to me—to try to find me no matter what happens, and not to reply to my letters. I'm going to die, but I'm not going to make him feel better.

"Goodbye, ultramarine hero."