Just after noon, the hovercar slowly stopped on the roof of the Chamber of Commerce.

"35 million watts, which is almost enough to catch up with the senior cadres of the rebels."

Seeing the car door slowly open, Song Lan reminded "Nothingness", they had made a written note, if "Nothingness" insisted on violating the agreement, then he could only reluctantly accept the 35 million watts.

With his current salary, this is undoubtedly a huge amount of money, which greatly alleviates the problem of rising housing prices in the 17th district.

He also took a look at the splendid decoration of the building, and secretly said in his heart that this place is really worthy of being a gold rush mecca in the eyes of people...... Ahem, legitimate business practices, got a windfall.

"I don't have any money."

"But I've heard that there have been a lot of rebels in the oasis lately, so you come down first, and I'll get a few of them for money." ”

In fact, the Chamber of Commerce will solve any needs for him, and he does not know much about human currency.

He felt no guilt about it.

From ancient times to the present, before the fall of the upper world, the "lower realm" is their chessboard, not to mention the fate of one or two people, and there are not a few cases of wars due to disagreements.

Wars of religion, witch hunts......

Any decision often ends with the bloodshed and destruction of one party.

"And, I'm sure you'll be interested in what's next."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course."

"So let's make a bet."

Song Lan got up, "If you can take out something I'm interested in, I won't take your money, on the contrary, if you can't take it out, you will have to pay me twice the liquidated damages." ”

"Don't think I didn't see the look in your eyes!"

"Do you think that my followers have opened a chamber of commerce and are staring at me alone?" The Chamber of Commerce is theirs, and I rarely interact with them! ”

When he traveled to the "outside world", he had heard more than once about the viciousness of fraud gangs, they would never let go of their prey easily, they would never be satisfied with just extorting a sum of money, but they would squeeze their prey dry, and many victims were driven by them to owe huge loans.

Now it seems that this is the case.

"That's what happens when I was forced out of the air-conditioned room on a hot day, and I came here with you for the sake of a friend."

Song Lan said in a reasonable tone, "Don't look at me with the eyes of fraudsters, you should understand this as the cost of hiring experts, it is difficult to hire experts like me." ”

He has a clear conscience and says the truth.

In this weather of more than 37 degrees, except for Lu Xiang, no one can force him to leave the air-conditioned room.

If it wasn't 'nothingness' but someone else, not only would he not be able to call him out, but he might win the grand prize of "Heart-piercing Knife".

"Hmph, bet on it."

One after the other, the two passed through the verification passage on the top floor and went down the stairs.

The reason for taking the stairs was that the elevator of the Chamber of Commerce was in a state of failure, and the whole building was unusually quiet, without the slightest scene of the Chamber of Commerce's bustle, which couldn't help but make Song Lan suspicious.

Could this be due to the mismanagement of the believers of "nothingness", which has caused the Chamber of Commerce to be on the verge of bankruptcy?

Fortunately, the scene in the hall quickly overturned Song Lan's speculation, and they quickly understood the reason why the elevator was out of order and the Chamber of Commerce was so quiet.

"Scared me, it turned out to be just a robber."

The hanging heart of "Nothingness" finally let go, he and Song Lan stood on the second floor, watching through the glass as the robbers controlled the people on the first floor, handcuffed them with handcuffs, and gathered together.

However, this scene made Song Lan's eyes dark.

When the robber appeared, his record of 21 hours and 23 minutes was shattered!

The next action of the Chamber of Commerce security also proved that this was no ordinary bank robbery, and a security guard, who thought he had found a flaw, found a dagger hidden at his waist and rushed to the nearest bandit.

In the security guard's conception, the next plot should be that he slit the throat of the robber, snatched the other party's gun, and shot one by one before the other criminals reacted, making them pay for their actions.

The first step of the plan was indeed a success.

The sharp dagger pierced the robber's throat.

Nothingness boasted to him from the hovercar that the security personnel hired by the Chamber of Commerce were first-class good hands, and that security was one of the Council's top concerns in a place like Oasis.

The security guard's actions were smooth, and it also sent a signal to other colleagues who were ready to go.

The security guards erupted at the same time as if they had agreed in advance.

But their plans didn't make it to the next step.

The robber who had slit his throat gushed out a large amount of blood, and when the viscous liquid fell to the ground, it bubbled, and the pungent smell spread all the way up to the second floor.

The security guard was stunned for a moment, then surprised to find that he could not draw the dagger, and that something seemed to be wrapped around the blade of the robber's severed neck.

"You shouldn't do that."

The robber didn't speak, but his voice went straight to the depths of his mind.

It was a language he had never heard before, and strangely he understood the meaning of those languages.

He finally saw why his hand couldn't move, and the tentacle-like object grew from the broken neck, spreading from the blade to his wrist.

Dry and cold to the touch.

The robber, who should have died, turned his head in a 180° direction.

More tentacles grew out of his gaping mouth, and then his eyes and ear holes.

Before the security guard could make a sound, his entire face was encased in tentacles, which crept into the guard's features in a parasitic manner until they extended into his brain.

The whole process lasted about thirty seconds, during which time no one dared to move, not even the slightest sound.

When the tentacles let go of the guard, his body first fell to the ground, and a moment later, he suddenly stumbled to his feet again, his head lowered, and walked like a walking corpse in the direction of the vault.

"If you don't take action, your people will die."

Song Lan had to remind 'nothingness'.

In the face of these monsters that suddenly appeared, he was excited.

"I didn't expect to meet robbers, it's really worth the trip."

He didn't care about the lives of these security guards, what really pleased him was the action of the security guards in the "resurrection" - he walked straight to the vault, and what he was going to show Song Lan was kept there by the Chamber of Commerce.

This suggests that there is some connection between the object and the beacon, so much so that the worms have to take a huge risk to get here.

"You're going to lose."

The lives of the security guards and the reputation of the Chamber of Commerce were insignificant, and for Nothingness, it was enough to be happy to see Song Lan lose in the bet.

But for the people on the first floor of the Chamber of Commerce at the moment, what they saw was nothing less than hell on earth.

When the monsters are torn off their disguises, their fate is already sealed.

The blood that fell to the ground swelled in their sight, spreading in all directions, and despite their efforts to retreat, they could not avoid being forced into a corner by the blood.

The eyes of those who first came into contact with the blood widened, and their strength suddenly increased to an unimaginable degree, and they easily broke free of the handcuffs.

Their features twisted together, and their bodies swelled in a circle.

Unknown words still echoed in their ears, as if to guide those who were contaminated with blood, or to the newborn.

After a lengthy transformation process, these humanoid monsters that were nearly three meters tall and had arms as thick as tree stumps occupied the entire floor.

It reverberates with joy.

The robbers celebrated the moment with each other, not with death and with slaughter, but by giving the seed of the Father to everyone equally, so that the lost lambs could return to the arms of the Father like them.

Until, there was some element of disharmony in this celebration.

They heard footsteps.

Two people were descending the stairs.

After a brief hesitation, more tentacles appeared, beckoning to the two of them, eager to invite them to join in the celebration and bask in the blessings of the Father.

The speed of the blood spread faster and faster, and the growing tentacles finally reached the two of them.

At this moment, they felt the supreme glory.

They don't know where this feeling comes from, but it's so fascinating, as if all the good things they can imagine are concentrated here, and they finally find the meaning of existence in this long journey, and the value of life reaches its peak at this moment.

But after this chilling satisfaction, they were greeted by emptiness and darkness.

The limits of their imagination stop there, and after that end they cannot see anything, and even God the Father can no longer show them the way.

"Take us to the vault."

I don't know how long it took, a voice broke the empty and empty world.

All the scattered consciousness returned to its original place.

Time stood still at the moment when the dagger slit its throat, and the transformed crowd returned to their original place, their terrified expressions still on their faces.

Just now, they had the same nightmare.

They dreamed that tentacles-like objects grew out of the robbers' severed throats, and the blood that flowed to the ground began to spread endlessly, and all those who touched the blood began to twist into deformed monsters in human form.

This made them look at the robbers in unison.

The blade slit his throat, and the viscous blood did flow to the ground, and the knife-wielding security guard froze in place like them, not continuing to take the next step.

They waited a long time.

The tentacles in the dream did not appear, and the shocking wounds contrasted sharply with the robber's intriguing demeanor.

When death came, there was only joy left on his face.

It soon became clear that all the robbers were "frozen" at this moment.

"I said, take us to the vault."

The voice of 'nothingness' pulled the dagger-wielding security guard back to reality,

The security guard wanted to say something, but the moment he saw the 'nothingness', he immediately nodded and led the two of them in the direction of the vault, not even bothering to wash off the blood on his hands.

"Let's get out."

Opening the door to the vault, Nothingness coldly instructed him.

The door slowly closed before he said, "It seems that there is nothing interesting about encountering bank robbers." ”

As the "chosen people" of those worms, the robbers did not make any waves, nor did they bring him anything refreshing.

In the end, the fanatical faith did not stand the test and was so easily destroyed.

This made Nothingness have to ask Song Lan for confirmation, "Usually the people who are sent to carry out tasks should be the elite among them, right?" ”

He used his own reasoning that if he were to send someone to steal something important from the territory of worms or mechanical bumps, he would have to be selective, and a low-quality "cricket" like Vadim was not qualified, and in his opinion, the voters of these worms were even inferior to Vadim.

"The style is different, they are going to explode the flow of soldiers, and there is attribute restraint in this."

Song Lan, who was hired as a senior expert, expressed his views.

Swarms have never been known for their individual combat abilities, and given enough time, the Devourer can build a hive anywhere and then unleash the Worm Sea tactic.

He believed that if it weren't for those tentacles just now, they had encountered 'nothingness' when they first came to Lute City, and it wouldn't be long before they would have been waiting for them in the city with an army of aberrant monsters.

"Attribute restraint?"

"They have extremely high healing abilities and physical resistance, and you can't kill them by ordinary means, and you are precisely restraining their mental attacks."

"How do you feel like you know them well? Do you deal with these worms a lot? ”

"Friend, times have changed, and now the integration of the advantages of the three is the right way."

"Combining the advantages of the three...... Are you doing some weird experiments? ”

After a brief moment of surprise, Nothingness looked at Song Lan's eyes full of suspicion.

Song Lan is very dissatisfied with the word "again", don't describe him as a mad scientist with a lot of criminal records, he now suspects that "Nothingness" may also be a very hidden little black man, if you consider his identity, "Nothingness" may even be the founder of the black fan group!

"No wonder those worms are interested in our stuff."

"Nothingness" changed the subject before Song Lan could speak.

Friends are friends, but he doesn't want to get involved in Song Lan's weird experiments.

The lessons of the past are vividly remembered, and the result of the latter's last experiment was to ignite the entire upper world and make itself disappear for decades.

"This was discovered in the ruins by the archaeological team of the Chamber of Commerce."

At the end of the vault is a display case in which a shiny stone is displayed.

The Worm Elect, for which it is for this that comes.

"They think this stone has caused a miracle. ”

In the process of exploring, someone heard a whisper that led them to the depths of the ruins, "They say that this is a strange object that can bring the dead back to life...... Well, you should be familiar with this ability, right? ”

The small theater of its two hundred and fifty-three:

Friday, early in the morning

The inspection of the counterintelligence department was over, and the Touching Fish Sect members survived this harsh winter without danger.

When the dawn of the morning came, they celebrated selflessly.

The cultists unanimously agreed that "Lu Xiang Kua Kua Qun" had played a role in turning the tide of the battle, and the name not only cleverly deceived the Great Demon King, but also increased their cohesion and made them unprecedentedly united.

They felt that as long as this group existed for a day, they would be able to continue to compete with the power of the Great Demon King.

This lighthouse-like organization is like the "Order of the Phoenix"!

But what they didn't know was that when they were celebrating the complete victory of the war, Song Lan already wanted to disband the group.

The Touching Fish Sect did win the war, but Song Lan paid a terrible price.

"Huh? Why disband? ”

Lu Xiang asked puzzled.

Her trumpet has always been lurking in the group, and occasionally watching the chat of her friends in the sand sculpture group has become a source of happiness for her recently.

Because these chat records will eventually become "evidence" to force Song Lan to obey.

"Aren't you happy that your Touching Fish Sect won the war?"

"Any victory comes at a price."

"But this is the result of the win-win situation you are pursuing, and although this inspection has not yielded any results, I have a good time...... If you insist on disbanding the group, then decide by rolling the dice. ”

Lu Xiang took out the dice he had prepared.

Above are the numbers 1-6.

"Roll a 20 and I'll listen to you."

(End of chapter)