[367] Everything is for oneself
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When he escorted Chen Tan into the headquarters with the people from the Special Division and put him in the luxurious airtight single room package to start the interrogation, a translucent panel suddenly popped out in front of Han Baiyi's eyes.
Han Baiyi was stunned for a moment.
I don't know what kind of wind the system is pumping, it's been a few days since the end of this task, why is it only now that a hint of the next mission comes out?
And there's no choice.
Doesn't this mean that the world is going to me next time?
However, Han Baiyi was not too surprised by the appearance of this 'breakthrough mission'.
Although his golden finger has always had no sense of existence, and Han Baiyi's strength has mostly been exercised by his unremitting efforts, he has to admit that when his strength was still weak, the system still gave him a lot of help.
Among them, the most helpful thing is naturally the potential points brought by upgrades.
However, since he reached level 15, the level panel has been locked and experience cannot be gained, and he has been stuck at level 15 and cannot be promoted.
The source of 'potential points' that helped him the most in the early stage also disappeared.
This situation is actually not uncommon - just like in a new game, the strongest and most aggressive players are often limited by the version.
All in all, it's still too good.
While thinking, Han Baiyi opened the panel and took a look at it after a long absence.
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Name: Han Baiyi
Grade: 15
Experience: 0/25600
Status: Normal
Innate ability: life is like a play, rigid reason, thunder, and stillness (3)
Learning ability: Flying Ape Moves, Life-Protecting Breathing: Yang/Yin, Reed Celebrity Sword Technique, Xianfeng Temple Fist Technique, Water Breathing Method, Advanced Spiritual Application, Semi-permanent Spiritual Circulation Operation, Spiritual Resistance
Potential points: 2
Inspiration: 6791206
Exclusive Weapon: Spirit Knife Kaede
ββendββ
Glancing at the panel, Han Baiyi leaned back tactically.
Ooh!
This inspirational point has risen to more than six million?!
Even Han Baiyi himself didn't know when it would rise to such a high.
But think about it carefully, when he was in the Terra world before, the infected alone were converted by him by tens of thousands, although each person was only a few dozen or hundred, but the cumulative number was ...... Seems to be about the same?
It's just that, looking at the millions on this account, and then looking at his body that has been filled with spiritual wit, Han Baiyi suddenly has a subtle sense of disparity in his heart guarding a whole mountain of gold and shouting, 'I can't spend a penny'.
If it worked, he would even rather let Chrysanthemum suffer one more time.
Just as he was looking at the panel and falling into deep thought, Han Baiyi suddenly felt that he had been poked in the back.
When he turned his head to look, he saw Bai Juntang, who was sitting next to him, putting his fingers up in front of his lips and making a 'shhh' look.
Lin Shanjing didn't come today, and although his hand was connected, the wound was not yet good.
There were only two people outside to supervise and observe, Han Baiyi and Bai Juntang.
In front of the two of them, there is a translucent glass wall, and inside is the luxurious airtight single room package where Chen Tan is imprisoned.
The kind of five square meters.
There was only a bed, a table, and not even a toilet.
Because some half-demons can really twist themselves into a piece of and wash them away from the sewer.
Now, Liu Zhi and He Chiye are interrogating Chen Tan as usual inside, while Han Baiyi and Bai Juntang are sitting outside the interrogation room and monitoring him through the observation wall.
Because the physical functions and five senses of the half-demon and the transcendent are far beyond ordinary people, even if they are separated by such a thick wall, Bai Juntang can't speak casually.
Han Baiyi ignored Bai Juntang and raised his head to look inside.
He still had some vague impressions of He Chiye, the captain of the sixth attendance teamβthese were the two who pulled him into the interrogation room a few months ago.
Purple suit, lined with red shirt, leaning on the back of the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, and a large diagonal head with hairspray on top of his head.
It's still the same sau.
Bai Juntang was not angry when he ignored him, so he happily took out his mobile phone across the screen, and then enlarged the font.
The movements are silent, like passing a small note in class.
Han Baiyi glanced at it.
His face suddenly darkened.
Bai Juntang squinted and smiled and turned the page.
Page.
Han Baiyi turned his head and stopped looking at her.
If he were an ordinary person, the system and the traversal could fall on him?
Bai Juntang smiled like a little civet beside him.
Seeing that the interrogation had begun for a while, Han Baiyi put on headphones and began to listen to the interrogation process.
β......β
"Does your costume fetish have anything to do with your heart?"
"No comment."
"What's your heart?"
"No comment."
"What's your organization called?"
"No comment."
The voice of inquiry paused suddenly.
Then I heard Liu Zhi speak suddenly, his voice was slow and stern, and even with a trace of cold murderous aura.
"You should know what you've committed, although the second-stage half-demons, as a precious research resource, are unlikely to be directly sentenced to death. But whether your life after that is worse than death, or leniency, in fact, there is still some room for change. β
"Don't make a mistake about yourself."
"Poof."
Chen Tan couldn't hold back his laughter, he raised his head to look at Liu Zhi who had just spoken, his eyes were full of contempt.
"Sir...... I call you sir, do you really think it's your ability? β
He stretched out his hand and touched the translucent observation wall behind Liu Zhi, as if he could see the outside at a glance,
"If it weren't for a monster in your area, even if I was tortured here now, injected with cellular sedatives, buried with at least 500 kilograms of TNT equivalent explosives underground, and the only elevator shaft exit with an emergency laser cutting reaction system, I would have been able to kill from this ninth underground floor!"
He put his reconstructed hands heavily on the table, crossed his fingers, put away his sneer, held his head high, and looked at Liu Zhi with an expressionless face.
"Do you believe it or not?"
Liu Zhi lowered his head and lifted his glasses, raised his head to look at him, and the surface of the lens reflected the light.
"So what?"
"The reality is that from now on, for the next fourteen days, until you are taken away by the task force, we, the 'monsters', will be watching you from behind that wall."
"Watch your every move, eat and drink Lazar."
"Indeed, if we don't have this monster in the Jinmen Division, maybe all of us will not be able to take you, a half-demon of at least the second stage......"
"Unfortunately, there are no ifs."
He Chiye, who was sitting on one side, crossed Erlang's legs and watched the two of them bickering.
It seems to be very relaxed.
But that's just the surface.
When Han Baiyi opened his spiritual eyes, he could see that He Chiye had always gathered a large number of spiritual powers between his hands, and he could deal with Chen Tan's outburst at any time.
Tight on the inside and loose on the outside.
On the contrary, Liu Zhi didn't know what was going on, and he never turned on his ability during the interrogation.
If the ability is activated, it shouldn't be particularly difficult to obtain information with him.
"So," Liu Zhi took off his glasses again, lowered his head, and wiped them with a cloth of glasses, as if he didn't care, "I think you should know what to do." β
The fingers pinching the glasses cloth were faintly white.
As soon as the words fell, the interrogation room fell into a deathly silence.
He Chiye did not speak.
It's just that in Han Baiyi's spiritual vision, the spiritual energy in his body is flowing faster and faster, and it is even almost boiling.
Chen Tan and Liu Zhi looked at each other.
The corners of his lips twitched.
"Sir, don't be so serious."
"Just kidding."
"What is there to choose between life and death, of course, how can you live!"
Chen Tan's voice was flirtatious.
"Didn't you want to ask my organization? Our organization is called Yingzhou Internet Co., Ltd., which is headquartered in Yingzhou Tokyo, which is full of food and has nothing to do to search for clues about the apocalypse. β
"If you want to know, I can also tell you the phone number of our regional head, his name is the Rogue, he is our boss, and I don't know the specific strength, I only know that he is a monster who can control all of us with one hand."
"How? Do you want me to give him a huge letter call now? β
Liu Zhi frowned, vaguely feeling that something was not right.
Han Baiyi, who was outside, stood up suddenly and slapped the separation wall, and the violent vibration made Liu Zhi and the three of them shake unconsciously.
Chen Tan grinned on his face.
"He has a different kind of spirit in him! What he says now, someone outside can hear it! β
The shouts from outside the wall could even be heard inside the house, and even the ears hurt a little.
Liu Zhi raised his head sharply and looked at Chen Tan.
He Chiye stood up from his seat with a bruised face.
They were tricked.
Chen Tan looked like a graceful and wandering person, looking at the two people in front of him, smiling and talking to himself, his tone was relaxed.
"Hey! Ghost boss, you should have heard it, right? β
"I know you're sorry for your life, you definitely won't come if we get trapped, and I also know that you don't care about the company's location exposing such a."
"But, you know what?"
The smile on Chen Tan's face became brighter and brighter.
"My ability is to reinvent the composition."
"Back when we first met, I planted a gadget for all the half-demons I've ever seen in the company."
As he spoke, Chen Tan reached out and pulled out a small piece of metal from the sole of his leather shoe.
Liu Zhi and He Chiye were vigilant at the same time.
Bai Juntang walked to the door at some point.
Han Baiyi looked at Chen Tan expressionlessly across the wall.
Chen Tan was still smiling easily.
The metal piece in his hand gradually twisted and transformed into a microscopic transmitter with the width of a finger as his mind and ability changed.
"I've been studying radio for three months for this gadget."
In a flash of inspiration, the transmitter suddenly turned on.
Even though Chen Tan was surrounded by four people, there was no fluctuation in his voice, as calm as a friend chatting.
It's about life and death.
"Except for those second-stage demi-demons that I can't plant abilities, everyone's positions are under my control."
"The black dogs only need to hold this thing and pull them out one by one."
After speaking, Chen Tan put the lit transmitter on the table, and the smile on his face became brighter.
"Now, I'll ask you."
"Can you save me?"
In the narrow package of luxuriously sealed single rooms, four transcendent beings surrounded Chen Tan, staring at the metal transmitter in his hand.
From the moment he begged Han Baiyi for mercy and honestly explained everything, everything was in Chen Tan's calculations.
Han Baiyi's inquiry, the interrogation of the special department, and even the reaction of the ghost were all expected by him.
The foreshadowing planted early connected everything at the moment when he faced life and death, and his calculations were interlocking.
The half-demon is an absolutely sane creature.
In the cramped interrogation room, there was dead silence.
Suddenly, an echo sounded in mid-air.
"Mother."
"You're good."
In the calm voice, no emotion could be heard.
The facial muscles of Liu Zhi and the others stiffened suddenly.
Han Baiyi looked at Chen Tan quietly, looking at the red dress and the cold eyes covered under the long hair like a waterfall.
Chen Tan still had a smile on his face.
"Half-demon ......"
The muscles at the corners of the lips slowly stretched, smoothing out the emotionless smile on his face.
The gaze is calm and expressionless.
"Everything is for yourself."