Qin Zheng raised his head and looked at the fire.

It still burned silently on the high platform.

Occasionally, a crackling sound can be heard.

That firewood is in the fire, it becomes part of the fire.

The occasional flickering of the firelight cleared the tumbling darkness of the fringes.

But soon the light of the fire will subside, and the darkness will once again take over every inch of space.

And the wicked things wandered in the darkness.

"White up."

Qin Zheng, who came back to his senses, repeated the name in a low voice.

If I guessed correctly, this should be the name of the child I saved.

Who would have thought that this guy would actually escape from the Drew district.

Still a psyker.

Able to sense the emotions of others, and can also briefly predict the future.

It's just that the ability is a little poor, otherwise how could it fall into the hands of the Tiger Claw Gang.

Predicting the future is not omnipotent.

The future is complicated.

Foresight sees all that is fragmented.

The Prophet can only seek information from complex fragments and make his own choices.

Again, choice breeds variability.

Qin Zheng could only foresee the crisis and a little future.

Bai Qi's ability to predict is much worse than his.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be stupid enough to provoke the Tigerclaws.

Every psyker is just a seed in the beginning.

As for what kind of towering giant tree it will grow into, and how terrifying it is, it is all up to them.

Of course, there is also a high possibility that you will die halfway.

But if you grow up, it's a good helper.

Looking at the firewood, Qin Zheng frowned slightly.

The fog of the fire lifted a little.

Let him touch the truth.

is not looking for a salary king.

It's similar to the people who get up in vain.

Qin Zheng had two conjectures.

What may be needed for a fire is a psyker as firewood.

Or after the other party recognizes and follows him, it will become firewood.

"Anyway, give me some hints!! A good thing is like guessing a riddle. ”

Qin Zheng's tone looked very helpless.

This mysterious space is more or less his golden finger.

All his abilities come from here, from this fire!!

But he couldn't even figure out what the fire was.

Qin Zheng turned his head to look into the distance, and those terrifying tentacles, scarlet blood moons, and distorted constructs came into view one by one.

The Eye Demon represents a giant eye that looks like a mountain embedded in the sky.

As if in response to Qin Zheng's gaze, that giant eye exuded an even more evil aura.

"This place is damn damn."

Qin Zheng decided to buy two more slaves to see.

See if it's a psyker, or just an ordinary person who recognizes and follows him.

If you want to buy slaves, this road is feasible, Qin Zheng will go to rob the bank, and then use the money from the bank robbery to recruit troops and horses, pull up a team, and plot a great cause.

The eldest husband was born in heaven and earth, how can he be depressed and live under the people for a long time.

Sooner or later, he will have to overthrow all the forces in Free City and become the one with the biggest fist.

Of course, if this road doesn't work, the above words should not have been said.

When the time comes, Qin Zheng can only go around to search for the little brother of the psyker and become a villain who always hides in the dark and sneers.

The matter of expanding the mysterious fire is imminent.

Otherwise, when the fire is extinguished, Qin Zheng's ending will definitely be very bleak.

If nothing else, the big eyes in the sky won't let go of themselves.

He killed worshippers, stole sacrifices, and destroyed statues.

An evil creature like a big-eyed man would never tolerate being desecrated like this.

Look at the tentacles, they are thick, big, and slimy.

When the time comes, if you, what kind of tentacles will fall!!

Thinking of that scene, it's really loveless!!

..........

...................

New York Night District is an upper-class district.

It is surrounded by several mid-level areas.

The district has a well-developed industry and a well-developed commercial economy, and the high-rise buildings are well maintained and do not show the slightest trace of decay.

Especially the wealthy areas of the regional centers.

It was definitely a paradise of people's dreams.

Service robots can be found everywhere on the clean streets, and all they need is a voice command from those with status, and the robots will provide them with perfect services.

They don't have to work at all, they just want to enjoy life to the fullest.

If you just look at the rich area of New York Night, you will definitely not see any signs of human decay.

Everywhere shines with the brilliance of reason and technology.

Children born in wealthy areas, if they don't see the weirdness of the starry sky at night, they can't feel the horror of this era at all.

Outside of the rich area, it's a little worse, but it's also much better than the middle and lower districts.

Civilians here have jobs, health care and security, housing, good tasty and enough food.

Of course, if you lose your job, you may be sent back to other districts to avoid becoming a source of unrest in the upper districts.

From time to time, the drone will whizz across the sky.

Like falcons, they monitor the entire area with their sharp electronic eyes.

In the event of any emergency, special teams and law enforcement officers will arrive and will be on duty 24 hours a day without any delay.

The strong grip of the public government and the major groups over the upper districts is the foundation of their foundations.

The wall in the New York Night Zone is open 24 hours a day, and every civilian who wants to enter the upper zone needs to go through extremely strict screening.

If the lower zone is hell, then the upper zone is heaven.

In the heart of New York's night district, the top floor of a giant building with an aerial apron is thousands of meters high.

From the family markings on the outer layer of the building, it can be seen that this is an asset belonging to the Ross family.

The Ross family owns stakes in several mega-corporations in Liberty City, and is said to have invested in other cities, making it an unimaginable superfamily.

According to some distorted legends, at the height of human civilization, the Ross family had colonial control of hundreds of star systems and mineral exploitation, and were the most powerful and wealthy handful of people.

With the advent of the Age of Eternal Night, many colonies have lost contact with each other, and the Ross family's star-spanning business empire has fallen apart, and countless riches have been wiped out.

But emaciated camels are bigger than horses.

Even if you're on this wasteland planet.

The Ross family is still unimaginable behemoths, with many technologies and creations from the glory days of mankind.

It is the existence that can only be looked up to and cannot be touched at the bottom of this wasteland world.

The top floor of the building is lavishly decorated.

Elegant sconces emit light upwards, bathing the entire room with a warm and peaceful glow.

Portraits of silk wall hangings and gold frames hang on the walls.

Monumental weapons are hung from weapon racks on the walls.

Melee weapons display a wall, with a long-bladed scythe embedded in a vibrating field and a handle end that allows you to see electromagnetic cables and energy batteries in the middle.

Long-range shooting weapons are displayed on another wall, and an antique-like gilded firebolt stands out, with its large, bulky energy battery, which was the energy weapon of early humanity.

The details of the rooms are also very user-friendly.

Sophisticated communications and anti-eavesdropping equipment are hidden within wooden walls.

Optical shields and acoustic blockers are placed under the floor.

The user cannot hear the sound of the machine running, and it is very quiet.

"He's dead?"

In the room, an old man dressed in fancy clothes, with a very bloated figure, dozens of times larger than the normal human body, like a mountain of meat, heard the report of his subordinates, his hands trembled violently, and his legs fell backwards as soon as they became weak.

If it weren't for the servant next to him who quickly supported the old man, he was afraid that the other party would fall directly to the ground

Several doctors walked up quickly and injected him with life-sustaining potions.

Everyone was very nervous.

Because the old man's name is William. Ross is the highest representative of the Ross family in New York.

is a high authority, and a single sentence can make everyone in the room and their relatives doomed.

"Yes. Hank turned off the tracking of his chip in the Drew District, and went to complete the Blood Sacrifice mission with the sacrificial members of the Holy Eye. The bodyguards found him at a prosthetic recycling merchant in St. Ann's. When that guy disassembled the prosthetic, he activated the chip by mistake, and we were able to locate it. ”

A middle-aged man stood behind the old man.

The data board in his hand shows Hank. Photograph of Rose when he was found.

It has been dismantled and is no longer human.

In order not to irritate their employers, the middle-aged man wisely did not show the photos to the other party.

Even the corpses were refrigerated to avoid William. Rose was furious when he saw his son's plight.

It's not enough that the brutes killed people, but they also ruined the corpses, which is an unforgivable crime.

"Get rid of all the bodyguards with Hank." William. Rose said with a sad face, "They were born to protect the Rose family. My children are dead outside, and they don't need to be alive anymore. ”

"It's all gone." The middle-aged man nodded.

"Whatever the reason, I'm going to kill everyone involved in this. They all had to bury Hank and my son. The old man said in a trembling tone.

"The incident implicated several gangs, as well as an executive of the Ching Group in the San Ann district. There is nothing on the gang's side, even if they kill them all, no one will care, the people behind them may be angry, but they will not tear their faces. Can attack a Qing's executive, will it attract a counterattack from the Qing's group. The middle-aged man showed a hint of worry on his face, "Now the various forces are very nervous in order to open the underground palace, once something happens, it is very likely to detonate the overall situation and cause a full-scale war." ”

The old man turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, his wrinkled face, his skin almost transparent, and he could see the gushing green liquid.

That green liquid was a life-support fluid, and it was so expensive that even civilians in the upper echelons would not be able to sustain it for an hour even if they had exhausted their life savings.

The old man was able to live on life support fluids for more than seven centuries, so one can imagine how terrifying the wealth of the Ross family had reached.

"I'm seven hundred and fifty years old, and what flows in my veins is no longer blood, but nutrient solution. Do you know how much I paid to get this child? It's impossible for me to have a second child. ”

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"I'll do it, Mr. Ross. The people on the Sacred Eye side are also on the move, and I will secretly provide them with information and weapons. Also, in order to ensure success, I would like to be able to use the test subject to complete this mission and test its data at the same time. ”

William. Rose nodded, granting the middle-aged man's request.

In order to avenge his only heir, he no longer cares about everything.

...........

The basement of the Ross Building is a huge laboratory.

Thousands of researchers recruited by the Ross family are busy in it.

Huge computing modules are set up in the nutrient tank in the center of the laboratory.

This is a flesh and blood computer left over from the glory days of mankind, codenamed Mimir.

It is a super flesh and blood brain created by genetic modification and biotechnology.

The nutrient tank that houses it is fifteen meters in diameter and twenty-three meters in height.

It is soaked in a nutrient solution.

A data nerve cable is attached.

Possess unimaginable computing power.

Researchers are using this superbrain to refine the single weapon program promoted by the Ross family.

The middle-aged man stepped out of the elevator.

When several scientific researchers saw each other's arrival, their faces suddenly became solemn.

Because Otto came. Feng, it was William. Ross is the current red, a terrible and ruthless person.

The director of the laboratory hurried over to Otto. Feng smiled flatteringly.

"How's the Nightblade going?" Otto. Feng said in a cold tone.

"Nightblade 2B is in its final testing phase."

"Activate it and use it for combat testing."

"But in this case, will there be risks?"

"That's not what you squander every year." Otto. Feng said: "The family side needs to see the results of the project, otherwise they will have someone else to lead the project." ”

The director's face was ugly, but he obediently opened the control panel.

"Then who should we target, Otto. Lord Feng. ”

"Let's start with a gang in St. Ann's District, the Tiger Claws." Otto. Feng showed a cruel smile, "Lock up their branch, hunt them all, and don't leave them alive." ”