Chapter Forty-Seven: The Age of Chaos Behind Us
Early the next morning.
The boss hurriedly got up from home and rushed to the newspaper office with a hangover nausea and headache.
"What's going on...... I made so many calls and didn't answer! The boss looked at another call on his mobile phone and came to the newspaper office with a curse.
Under his notice, the newspaper's reporters and editors have already left for work early.
I didn't expect so many things to happen when I woke up one night, he was already regretting how long he drank yesterday, and after returning to the room, he was in a daze with his wife for a long time, and now it can be said that he is both mentally and physically exhausted, but the quality of a journalist lets him know that he must not miss this opportunity.
But when he walked through the door, he found everyone in one place talking about it.
"What are you doing? I'm calling you here because there's big story to do! The boss raised his voice and attracted everyone's attention.
"It's not...... Boss, see for yourself. But everyone didn't feel embarrassed about being caught fishing, but got out of the way one after another and showed what they were looking at to their bosses.
What they were surrounding was a big whiteboard in the newspaper office.
At this time, there are many photos on the whiteboard.
Skinned bugs, amorphous slime, werewolves howling at night, aliens on the run, pursuers from beyond the sky, indiscriminate sacrifices, crumbling department stores, and shadows of the unknown world.
Photographs and post-it notes for related introductions are plastered all over the whiteboard, showing everyone the settings that seem to be in a certain novel.
The boss looked at it in a cold sweat and his eyes were stunned.
Suddenly, his cell phone rang.
He picked it up: "Hey, the printing house?" What's the matter? β¦β¦ Someone emptied the paper inventory and printed a lot of newspapers during the night?! And it's already been shipped away!? β
The boss's brain is in chaos, what the hell is wrong with this world?
Dizzy, he took two steps back and leaned against a desk.
He turned around and found that it was Wan Yi's seat.
After a moment's pause, he suddenly reached out and pulled out a note from a folder layer.
[I'm sorry, Mr. Gu Cang, I suddenly felt inspired last night, and I felt that I was in a mess for most of my life, and it was finally time to do something to pursue myself. Although you just let me take paid leave, I am already planning to resign, and this is my resignation, which is a bit rudimentary and inclusive. As compensation, I left a surprise for the newspaper. Real journalists should really bring some interesting truths to the public! γ
At the end of the note, Wan Yi's signature was left, as well as a hand-drawn smiling face that looked very underwhelming.
The boss only felt his head buzzing and his thoughts were completely chaotic.
A surprise for the newspaper? It's a surprise to the world!
β¦β¦
On the streets and alleys, newspapers are like gray birds flying in the sky.
At the same time, a number of well-known newspapers and journalists in various countries received a dossier with amazing content a little later.
Some people don't believe it and scoff at it, some people doubt it and try to prove it, and some people are awakened to terrifying memories and begin to ask for help from the outside world.
On the streets, pedestrians are all talking.
Suddenly, an explosion occurs, and a house is entangled in flames.
Bang!
A bug slammed open the door in front of the crowd and fled into the street, covered in sparks and half-shredded human skin.
"Give my wife back! Give her back to me! Bugger! Demon! In the back, the man in the fire chased with a machete, and his tears were dried by the flames.
Suspicion is ignited, and things in the dark reveal a stenched corner.
The public order environment plummeted, and before the Metropolitan Police Department could dispatch to stabilize the situation, a fierce fire clash broke out within the department.
Soon after a brief lull, the situation began to ferment.
In the chaotic streets, two people are strolling leisurely.
"There's no point, those yellow-skinned octopuses will soon suppress the chaos by relying on their social influence, and at most they will abandon the most rampant race in the dark, set up a target, and hide themselves." Kio said calmly.
"It doesn't matter." Wan Yi touched the camera on his chest and said, "I'm only responsible for giving the truth, believe it or not, I'll leave it to others." β
Kio looked at Wan Yi and narrowed his eyes: "What is the so-called truth, you just want to add a little chaos to this world." β
Wan Yi shrugged: "How could it be ......?"
Rumble!
Something seemed to explode in the distance.
"If you can't bear the truth, that's just the problem of this world."
"Cut, that's nice." Wooden tail turned his face away.
"Mr. Murderer, what are you going to do next?" Wan also asked.
"What else can be done? Continue with the old days. But thanks to you, I don't have to be completely blind to find prey. Kioo Road.
"In other words, it's still a little bit of a got, right?"
"Tsk."
"Hahaha, it's easy to say, it's estimated that no one will be able to control you if you kill a few in a while, as long as you are not completely locked by those yellow-skinned octopuses, you are the strongest."
"Hmph, a fake compliment. And what about you, not a journalist anymore? "Wan also told Kio about his intention to resign.
"I'm already happy with my career as a journalist, and I'm going to look for the next part of my life."
"Inexplicably, I hope I won't see you anywhere in the future."
"That's hard to say."
Kioo didn't say anything more, put on the hood of the sweatshirt on his body, and then put his hands in his pockets and went in one direction at the fork in the road. left Wan Yi with a handsome back without nostalgia.
Glancing at his back, Wan Yi silently recited: "Break away." β
A string of information came to his mind.
[Confirm no.] γ
"Confirm."
[The conditions have been exceeded, I wish you a happy journey. γ
Is this boundary plane so polite?
Wan was also a little surprised when he received the message.
As for the conditions, Wan Yi took a large number of photos last night that fully met the original requirements of time and space.
In a werewolf killing, a civilian who accidentally entered the scene violently killed all the werewolves, which is such a simple story and a bland drama.
This trip has been fruitful, and Wan Yi does not plan to stay in this world for a long time, so he will say goodbye and leave.
The light flashed, and Wan Yi found himself standing outside the boundary vortex.
He felt the weight in his pocket, and went back to his house.
β¦β¦
"I'll go! He's back! β
"I thought he was dead!"
"This is the first homeless person to enter the line of more than 50 depths and successfully come back, I don't know if he is lucky or really capable."
Seeing Wan Yi appear in the homeless area, some people who had been secretly observing Wan Yi for a long time were surprised.
Wan Yi didn't hide that he planned to enter the high-depth boundary, and the news was not surprising, but not many people thought that he would come back alive.
But the truth tells everyone that he did it.
This is enough to change some people's perception of Wan Yi and their secret assessment.
"There's been a lot of peeping."
"Unexpectedly, I thought about it before I got into the line."
"It doesn't matter, there are many people who have survived from the high-depth world, and if we don't say it, who knows what kind of posture we came out of."
Wan Yi listened to the conversation of the clones and returned to the house.
After Zheng Xi left, he was fortunate to enjoy the treatment of one person and one room.
He immediately put the two beds together, pretending to be a noble double bed, and then he was able to roll on the bed.
After a moment of relaxation, he began to take stock of his gains.
The first is the fragments of many inhuman xenomorphs.
Among them, there are more than 90 insect fragments, more than 30 mucus fragments, more than 100 yellow-skinned octopus aliens, eight succubus parasite fragments, and nine shadow creature fragments.
Basically, after that sacrifice, he and his clones went to the street to pick up rags, which was a bit of a surprise.
It was interesting to be able to pick up succubus parasites, as well as shadow creatures that he hadn't seen in time and space.
It is said that this creature manipulates the host by infiltrating the shadow of the creature, and is also a type of parasite in a sense, but it is not as weak as the body of the succubus, and it is more concealed than slime.
These things are "big rags", and the remaining small rags are some things that can be produced in time and space in the background of modern cities.
After counting these rags, Wan Yi solemnly took out the highlight of this time.
The first is the Night Howling Werewolf Fragment, the strongest race on Earth in this time and space, Mr. Kio is the spokesman, and everyone who has seen it says it is good.
In addition to becoming Fury, it can be said that there are no major disadvantages, and even becoming Fury may still be an advantage in the eyes of some people.
This thing should be brushed out because of his relationship with Wooden Tail, there are four in total, not much, but each one is a little larger than the average fragment, and the werewolf in the glass bead is not just a shadow, but has a relatively complete appearance.
Then there are the skill fragments...... Photographic techniques: photographic specialization.
Ah, that's right, he managed to brush out the skill fragments, probably because he was too diligent in taking pictures, a total of thirteen.
Ordinary skill fragments generally bring people to improve is that one can directly master a skill, and then it can only grow in a limited range after knocking, and if you knock more, you will gradually become a demon who is obsessed with a skill.
If it is some special memory fragments, similar to high-level martial arts and other things, more than ten is definitely not too much, what about the demon stunning, but it can greatly deepen the understanding, but just the photography technology, thirteen are obviously beyond the standard.
Is it possible that this technology has deepened, and it can still take supernatural photos for people?
"It doesn't seem impossible, combined with the seed of fear, maybe there can really be this kind of play." The doppelganger said along this line of thought.
Wan Yi was also stunned: "It's just an ordinary skill fragment, can it really be done?" β
"Try it."
"It's a big deal to die."
Wan Yi nodded: "Yes." β
It's a big deal to eat to make up for his photography skills, his family knows his own affairs, and his photography skills as a reporter can only be evaluated as a large amount.
If you have enough information, don't worry too much about the abstraction of the photo.
and the final heavyweight harvest.
The fragments were made from the human skins he was carrying when he left the line.
Wan Yi didn't quite understand why this happened, but from the analysis of it, it seemed to be similar to the reward of time and space for him to complete the task beyond the standard.
In short, the human skin turned into five pieces.
And it's a fragment of skill.
The skills recorded in it are...... Painted skin.