Chapter 105: An attempt to play a dictatorship

Boston, under the cover of darkness, suddenly boiled, and countless people let out cries of horror, doubt, or sadness.

Thousands of people, three whole blocks of people disappeared without a trace, which may not seem like a lot in numbers, but the people who are closely related to them can almost completely encompass the whole of Boston.

Cleaners who have fallen asleep, delivery boys, factory managers... I suddenly woke up and realized that I had forgotten a lot of important things today.

The person who was walking on the street suddenly rubbed his eyes, and then saw that the once prosperous Park Avenue was actually covered with a layer of algae growths at this moment.

The horrific scene of people who found their loved ones not returning flocked to the place could not stop their impulse to find their loved ones, and many rushed in and never returned.

The patrol and the National Guard immediately moved and pulled up the blockade.

These include the Cult of the Steam God, the Hunting Church (corresponding to the Hunter path), the Master's Club, the Earth Church (corresponding to the Rock Path), and the Berserker Martial Arts Association (corresponding to the Butcher Path).

At the same time, the five transcendent organizations sent bishop-level powerhouses to Park Avenue with high-order transcendent props.

...

The turmoil in the outside world did not have any impact on Iris Street, which seemed to be isolated from the world.

Perhaps because he had slept in the afternoon, Zhang Huaisheng came to the bedroom and had no intention of sleeping.

There are still about two hours left before the time when you may encounter "weird" things in the middle of the night.

He plans to use this time to set goals for his future.

The horror of the God of the Abyss reminded him that he must not continue to be lazy, and he must improve his strength as soon as possible.

Starting tomorrow, in the morning, he will test out the three special abilities of the extraordinary item he named "Blood Wolf Skin", and try to integrate them.

Especially the ability of the blood clone, he feels that with the use of twins, the sequelae of the second personality will be born, and he may be able to achieve some degree of cooperation.

In the afternoon, I went to visit Xie Lingyun and learned from her the agreed "swordsmanship".

However, although both of these can improve combat effectiveness, they are not fundamental.

The most fundamental thing is to improve its own sequence.

It's just that the role of "dictatorship" has too many problems for Zhang Huaisheng.

First of all, it is contrary to his character, Zhang Huaisheng himself does not belong to the kind of iron-fisted strongman who is keen on engaging in a word, ignoring the opinions of others, and making everyone obey his orders.

If he really had that ability, with the rich theoretical knowledge in his mind, he would have returned to Donghua to carry out innovations a long time ago, and he would not have thought that his "ability is limited" and continued to live in exile overseas.

Secondly, he does not have a force of sufficient size and at his disposal.

Dictatorship?

When the leader of a wolf pack is dictatorial, and when the head of a country is dictatorial, can that be compared?

If you make a small fuss, you don't want to increase the progress of the role quickly.

And if the dictatorship is not progressing enough, he will not want to improve his demonic path.

Moreover, the potions and rituals required for the promotion of the former are still unknown, and may not be known until the progress of the play is completely completed.

Waiting until then to collect it will have to be delayed for a long time.

In this way, if you want to be promoted to Sequence 7, I am afraid that you will have to end the year at the earliest; And even if it reaches sequence 7, it is still in the low sequence, and the improvement in strength is not too big.

Thinking of this, Zhang Huaisheng couldn't help but feel anxious.

If only then, he might still be satisfied.

After all, the average length of promotion from Sequence 8 to Sequence 7 in this world is between two and three years, and even if it takes him a whole year to play it, it is definitely not slow.

Moreover, if he is promoted to Sequence 7 in both ways, and then counts the two extraordinary props on his body, which are both at the middle sequence level, it will not be a problem to fight with Sequence 6.

That's quite an achievement.

After all, not everyone is a proud woman like Xie Lingyun, like "Chicken Paw Lady", she has been trapped in Sequence 9 for decades and cannot be promoted, which is the norm in the transcendent world.

"Perhaps, I should find another way."

"I need to make up a sub-personality."

Zhang Huaisheng came to the next door and woke up Killian, who disappeared and reappeared in his blank expression.

He held the twins in his hand and reassured: "It's okay, rest early." ”

Killian: "..."

Zhang Huaisheng walked out of the door with some shame.

Dimensional space is inconvenient for this, and when no one is looking, there is no access to objects at all - but it also has the benefit of detecting if someone is spying on you.

He had just experimented in the room, but it didn't work, so he could only wake up Killian and let him be his own tool to open the dimensional space.

Return to the room.

Zhang Huaisheng clenched the twins with his right hand, injecting his own spirituality into them, and at the same time, letting go of the dictatorship's suppression of the sequelae of the birth of the sub-personality.

He took out a pen in his left hand and wrote on the paperβ€”he was concocting a new sub-personality.

Under the dual effect of dictatorship and the "twin" blade, this attempt was gradually realized.

"His name is Ying Zheng, he was born in Zhao Du HD, and his father is Ying Zheng, the proton son of the Qin State."

β€œ...”

"Swallow the eight wildernesses and sweep the Liuhe."

"Change the name to the first emperor, set up counties, move the rich, unify weights and measures, the car is on the same track, and the book is the same..."

As the last line falls, a new sub-personality is born.

Zhang Huaisheng closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his expression was already full of majesty - but this majesty was obviously superficial.

Because, just like the farmer in the field imagining that the emperor used a gold hoe and ate white flour buns, Zhang Huaisheng couldn't really figure out the state of mind of an emperor.

Click-

The sound of the sub-personality shattering sounded.

Separating and chopping up a sub-personality made Zhang Huaisheng's eyes full of exhaustion, and this act was very terrifying to the consumption of spirit.

"Isn't this trick really going to work?"

Zhang Huaisheng sighed.

But then a conjecture arose: "Maybe it's because such a great figure has really appeared in history, so such a personality can't be 'cheated' into the 'dictatorial' promotion rules." ”

"It seems that I have to make up a character who hasn't yet appeared, or who hasn't gotten to where he is today."

"His name is Adolf, and he was born in a small county town on the German-Austrian border."

"As an illegitimate child who was not valued by his father, he didn't even get a surname, and when he was a student, he was ridiculed, which made him a little withdrawn and shy."

β€œ...”

"He loved painting and applied to the Academy of Fine Arts in Vienna four times, but in the end he failed."

"After failing to make the list, he joined the German Bavarian Infantry Regiment and went through many major battles, receiving the Iron Cross of the 1st degree."

"With the defeat of Germany, the country he loved was tied to the reins of the Versailles jump..."

As Zhang Huaisheng slowly described the experience of such a character on paper, the image of a great dictator jumped onto the page.

When Zhang Huaisheng closed his eyes and opened them again, he presented an image that was both gentle, paranoid, crazy, and rational, and the whole person seemed to be separated.

Vigorous spirituality, surging out.

"It works!"

Zhang Huaisheng can feel that this fictional experience has significantly increased his progress in playing the role of "dictatorship".

He shattered the personality he had fabricated again, but the tiredness in his eyes disappeared instead, replaced by a strong sense of excitement.

He hesitated for a moment, but decided to continue writing.

"His name was Joseph, and he was born in Georgia under Tsarist rule to a family of shoemakers."

β€œ...”

"A purge on a massive scale has put him firmly in the hands of the Red Bear..."

As he finished writing the last word, his spirituality increased significantly, but he was clearly aware that his body was beginning to show signs of alienation.

The sudden explosion of spirituality and the unstable progress of the clever play greatly increased the risk of him getting out of control.

He had to stop immediately.

Zhang Huaisheng smashed this nascent personality through "dictatorship", and then let go of the twins and put them back into the dimensional space.

The "Greedy Orb" in the space still needs to be disposed of as soon as possible.

Although it is temporarily isolated by clothes, there is no doubt about the danger of such an extraordinary item with the quality of "living".

It's just that tonight, after all, it's late.

He turned off the lights and quickly lay down in bed, thinking that he still had a few "dictators" to play.