After the meeting, Liu Zhi moved from the conference room into the corridor and walked to his personal room.

Bang.

Entering the room, he slammed the door shut.

"Hoo ......"

With a long exhalation, the gold-rimmed glasses that were originally worn on his face were taken off and gently wiped clean with a cloth, his movements were calm and slow, as if he was doing some sacred ritual, and the sound of breathing in his mouth became longer and longer.

"Boom."

The glasses suddenly fell to the ground.

Liu Zhi, who was still trying to endure it just now, suddenly burst into bruises and purple tendons on his forehead, pressed the wooden table on the side with one hand, his fingertips almost sank into the solid wood material, and there was a harsh creak between the friction of his teeth.

The bloodshot in the whites of his eyes kept climbing towards the center, his pupils changed back and forth between the black dots and the vertical path, and his breathing became heavier and longer, as if he was fighting for something in his head.

Bang.

He stumbled through the doorway into the house, his knees suddenly weakened, and he hit the ground directly.

At some point, his hands began to choke his neck, and his thick black hair was soaked with sticky sweat, and the whole person seemed to have just come out of the water.

"Whew...... Whew......"

It wasn't until a long time later that the sound of heavy breathing resounded from the cold-activated chest, dull as a drum.

The black pupil spreads to its normal size.

The body is gradually screwed back from the reverse bow type just now.

Muscle aches and pains.

After returning to normal, Liu Zhi stood up with difficulty on the wooden table next to him, laboriously opened the wooden drawer, and took out a box of sealed syringes filled with drugs from inside.

Liu Zhi gasped for breath while laboriously biting off the buckle with his teeth, and even part of the multi-port needle was bitten off, but he ignored it and directly stuck it on the muscle and injected it quickly.

Throwing away the syringe, the whole person lay on the ground in a large shape, so weak that he didn't even want to move his eyelids.

"Grass!"

He suddenly scolded as if he had an emotional breakdown, and even his voice was so sharp that he changed his tone, but he immediately stopped, gritted his teeth, and pursed his mouth.

Demonization is an irreversible process.

Between each stage, there is a hurdle.

15% demonization is the first threshold that all transcendents have to face.

And how dangerous is demonization?

Not to mention the huge threshold similar to the first stage to the second stage, even every 1% increase in demonization may make people collapse and directly transform from 'human' to 'half-demon'.

Don't look at Lin Shanjing's standard rookie appearance, but his second-stage demonization has already shown how firm his three views and reason are.

And Liu Zhi is stepping on the edge of this first threshold at this time.

He just lied at the meeting.

Those inferences were not deduced by him.

Instead, he used his ability to 'see' an organization that might be connected to the incident based on a little clue.

However, due to the blur of reason, he did not have time to see the full picture of the incident - he recently found that he was vaguely unable to control his abilities.

This is a precursor to the gradual disintegration of reason.

The use of ability is a process of high pressure on both the mind and the body. It's like no matter how skilled an old driver is, he can't drive well when he sleeps.

Liu Zhi, who used to work in the research institute, knows this process too well - he has seen countless cases of military transcendents who volunteered to be experimental subjects and were extremely determined, and after this process, the three views collapsed and turned into half-demons.

Liu Zhi knows.

Myself, probably can't pass this hurdle.

As he thought, he looked at the desk beside him, which had been knocked crooked.

His eyes were stunned.

The five fingers, which were originally weak, slowly clenched into fists.

Before demonizing, he must leave something for himself and the country.

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......

Poof.

The tall, muscular man suddenly straightened up from the bathtub and made a splash.

While casually picking up a towel and wiping it, he put on his clothes haphazardly, his hair was still dripping with water, and walked directly into the room.

The computer screen is still lit up, and a prompt box pops up on the desktop.

[Blocked monitoring]

After making sure that the surveillance in the house and on the computer screen had been cleverly blocked, the man casually opened the browser, typed a series of domain names into the column, and pressed Enter.

What's amazing is that this blind combination of domain names actually corresponds to a page.

The page that pops up is an anonymous chat room with a dark tone overall.

On the far right of the input box, BTC is labeled.

That's the symbol of Bitcoin.

In this chat room, every message sent by the user consumes real and valuable virtual currency.

The man pondered for a moment, then typed a line of requirements in the input field:

[Colonization: Buy an adult white male of Northern European descent, 18-30 years old, who is required to be handsome, physically strong, highly educated, and strong in electronic skills. There are no obvious scars and tattoos on the body surface, no obvious body odor, and there are complete identity documents, consumption information, and various bank users. 】

Click.

Message sending.

The account shows that 0.03 BTC has been deducted.

According to the current exchange rate, it is roughly equivalent to about 1,080 Huaxia coins.

The man didn't even frown.

For those of them who don't have to follow any rules, money is no longer an issue.

In other words, it is more reassuring to have a gold cave website that needs to swallow gold while having a lot of financial resources to maintain this level of concealment and security.

After waiting for a while, a reply quickly came from the other side.

[Anonymous: In stock, address?] 】

[Colonization: Daxia Guojin City. 】

[Anonymous: Not sent.] 】

[Colonization: Maritime Trading? 】

[Anonymous: The United States, Canada, Australia, India, Europe, Japan and Japan are free shipping at the original price, and the Central and Southeast America are seven percent off, and Daxia will not be sent. 】

[Colonization: Six hundred!] That's twice the price of Megan. 】

[Anonymous: The grassroots control of Daxia is too strict, and our channels can't enter. 】

[Anonymous: Gotta add money.] 】

[Divide: How much do you want?] 】

[Anonymous: One thousand five.] 】

[Colonization: It's too expensive.] 】

[Anonymous: With a female companion.] Dutch female model, triple control of drugs, mechanics and brainwashing, with a complete tutorial on implicit command gestures and manipulation. The appearance and figure are first-class, cleaned, usable, and not sick. There is also a complete identity file, and there is a trustworthy industry under the name. And it's safer for couples to enter the country. 】

The man stood in front of the computer screen and thought about it for a moment, then looked at the account wallet.

Come to think of it, the Dutch girls seem to taste good.

What's more, with a different ethnic identity, it is easier to dissociate itself from the events that are now haunted.

But the money in hand is not enough, and the price has to be lowered.

[One thousand two, what is the value of a broken toy? And I want a man! A man who can work! 】

[Deal.] 】

The promise issued by the other side was extremely fast, and the transaction line had already been set in mind.

Of course, it's also because, as 'Divide' wrote, a toy that is used by an unknown number of people and breaks down quickly is really not worth much.

"."

'Divide' scolded in front of the computer.

'I've been pitted again. ’

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Three days later, in the center of Jinmen.

A stout white man with curly hair led a Dutch woman with three-dimensional features and a cold temperament, shoulder to shoulder, walking on the street openly, with a mobile phone in his hand and a standard Naoli dialect in his mouth.

What is puzzling is that neither the woman next to him nor the passers-by around him seem to be able to hear his voice.

"Hello? Ah, it's me! Old points. ”

"Yes, I'm out of Jinmen now."

"Target?"

"I almost died there! You tell me the goal? Why the didn't you tell me that there was a first-level black dog in the special department of Jinmen that was at least the third stage higher? ”

"I'm telling you, I'm almost dead! This time I escaped from there, the black dogs in the task force must have analyzed my abilities a little bit, you remember to help me finish it. ”

"Yes."

"Ah, I have no money. You can give me some more, two or three hundred million is fine, it doesn't matter what happens to international finance, don't affect the price of Bitcoin. ”

"yes, yes."

"You can help me find out what that black dog is called."

"Huh?"

"His Apocalypse Target is in Jinmen?"

"How many more? Do you think Apocalypse is so easy to take? Damn, big brother. ”

"Han Baiyi?"

"Well, okay, easy! Then I'll hang up first. ”