"Here's what I've put together these days, you can take a look at it when you have time."

Chen Sheng, who already lives in the headquarters of Yongday, handed out a document to Bai Yu, who came to the headquarters every day.

As a leader, he doesn't have much to do when he doesn't have a mission that provides a high amount of experience.

So he was always perceiving the general situation of the sun-drenched half of the earth, paying attention to whether new abyssal rifts appeared.

In addition to that, it was in the past few days that a piece of information was put together.

This information will become the initial information necessary for everyone who joins the eternal day in the future.

Hearing this, Bai Yu was not in a hurry to report on the work of these days, and instead took the information and browsed it.

"These are...... Monster Introduction? ”

Bai Yu quickly flipped through a few sheets, and the records on them were basically all kinds of monster hand-drawn drawings and related intelligence information.

The monster drawings drawn by hand with a hard pen look very vivid.

Although he has not studied art, after all, Chen Sheng, as an extraordinary person, has excellent control of his body. It's easy to copy one-to-one based on the memories in your head.

"Some of the more typical and common monsters within the third level must be remembered as a member of the organization."

Chen Sheng said.

Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles.

A qualified salvation organization should know its opponents well enough.

Otherwise, it would be a pity if the members of the organization suffered losses due to insufficient information in the future.

Seeing that Bai Yu in front of him was still browsing the information, Chen Sheng was about to open his mouth and continue to say something: "It's almost past this afternoon, ...... you have dinner?"

Halfway through his words, Chen Sheng's face suddenly changed.

He stood up, his brow furrowed slightly.

Bai Yu was stunned when he saw this, and then immediately asked with a serious face, "What's wrong?" ”

"Abyssal rifts." Chen Sheng said succinctly.

This time, a new abyss crack appeared on the boundary of the rice country, and there was a lot of time difference between it and Zhonghai City on the Huaguo side.

Although the sun had just shone on the United States just now, Chen Sheng immediately sensed the appearance of the abyss crack through the sunlight.

But this is still due to the time difference, which has delayed some time, and the situation there is already a little anxious.

His perception of sunlight as the medium is indeed broad, but Chen Sheng's CPU is about to burn, and he can barely sift through the information of the hemisphere of light.

Moreover, it has the limitation of the light range, if the abyss crack appears in the remaining hemisphere at night, Chen Sheng really has no choice.

This is all monitoring half the world in turn, and it is indeed unrealistic to force Chen Sheng for the rest.

He is a leader, not an animal.

This situation highlights the importance of building a global intelligence system.

Eternal Day must have its own satellites and enough intelligence personnel around the world. Or pray that the system will reward an awesome version of the intel acquisition feature.

A person who goes it alone is indeed a bit weak in a situation where the world needs to be saved.

……………………………………

In the dimly lit space, everything around me is a little unrealistic.

Depressed, damp, and challenging tense nerves all the time.

As the water dripping from the darkness exploded on the tip of his nose, Yazd Russell snapped his eyes open.

"Where is this?"

Whispering, the man with long curly brown hair sat up from the cold ground.

Yazd Russell frowned, his memory still stuck in the dark night of a few barking dogs from the dense forest, and the glare of the armed mercenaries hitting him in the face.

Then there was darkness.

"I almost died straight away, and the anesthetic needles used by those bastards are really high."

A voice rang out beside the unkempt Yazd Russell.

He followed the prestige, and it was a bald and sturdy man who was touching his head and sitting up in the corner of the wall.

This is an acquaintance, Angel Romero.

Unlike him, who is more intelligent, Angel Romero is a big man who is very good at dancing his fists, and he is also his lifelong companion.

"What the hell is going on? Romero? ”

Russell looked at Romero, who was standing up in the shadows in the corner, and then at the enclosed space surrounded by iron railings.

He had some speculations in his heart, but he didn't dare to face them for a while.

"Obviously, we missed."

Romero staggered over to Russell, not minding the damp and waterlogged ground, and sat down with his ass.

"Our covert investigation was still discovered, and more than a dozen heavily armed guys with hounds captured us both alive."

"You kid didn't even react and collapsed."

"I lasted dozens of seconds longer than you, strangled a hound, and then was taken down directly by the anesthetic needle that I couldn't dodge."

"Next, we who are locked up here are basically waiting to die."

Romero smiled helplessly, and then patted his friend on the shoulder.

Russell fell silent.

He was not without danger.

But this is the first time I have encountered such a desperate situation.

Over the years, in order to crack down on those who still try to trade modern slaves in modern society, he has tried his best to fight and save people.

Too many times to lick the blood from the knife edge survived.

But this time, it's clearly a desperate situation.

Who would have thought that it was just a simple investigation, but the two of them were directly captured alive by a large number of enemies who had been ambushed.

Now that it falls into the hands of this well-known underworld force, it is likely that it will wait until the anesthetic effect on the body completely disappears, and then experience inhuman torture.

Until death.

"Do you regret it?"

Russell asked in a low voice as he looked at the strong man next to him who was grinning and hugging his shoulder.

"Regrets?"

Romero chuckled, glanced at Russell, and said no more.

Seeing this, Russell also smiled softly.

There is no point in this kind of question.

The two of them have already decided on the life goal they will strive for for for the rest of their lives.

Together, they volunteered to support Southeast Asia, helping people with poor medical care for free.

Then, by chance, they witnessed the darkness hidden behind this world.

Human* Sale!

The Asia-Pacific region accounts for more than half of the 50 million modern slaves counted by the United Nations.

Too many people in this area live a life of displacement because of human trafficking.

And behind these tragedies, there are too many entanglements of interests.

Two people who wanted to volunteer resolutely embarked on a path destined to struggle for a lifetime.

And the reason why they appeared in a manor in a dense forest in the rice country today is also for a line they have been tracking for the past few years.

An underworld group that often buys people in Indonesia's Aceh province to use as drug mules, which are living people who use their bodies to transport small pills.

They have been collecting evidence and are trying to find a way to rescue the victims.

It's just that now......

Because of carelessness, they also entered the urn.

ps: I didn't dare to write in detail, it's good that everyone knows.