My Doomsday Simulator Game

Chapter 55 55. My insider

Liu Zhifeng had a gloomy face, stepped over the wreckage on the ground, and his eyes fell on Ji Changchun who came out of the elevator.

The man wiped the sweat off his face and said thankfully, "Zhifeng, thank goodness for you, otherwise the shelter would have suffered a great loss."

"I'm afraid the alliance will lower my rating."

Liu Zhifeng said sternly, "Ji Changchun, Mr. Li should have reminded you of the attack."

The man suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and hurriedly explained, "How can the Protz family's words be believed? Shelter No. 306 is the property I manage for the alliance..."

"Shut up!" Liu Zhifeng was furious, "Ji Changchun, you deceived the undead team and did not notify the attack in advance. In order to protect yourself, you abandoned the undead and researchers in the shelter and closed the security door privately."

"If it weren't for the support of the Protz family, we would all die here. You deserve to die."

"From today on, you are no longer the manager of Disaster Shelter No. 306!"

Ji Changchun showed an angry look, "Liu Zhifeng, pay attention to your identity, I am the manager..."

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped by Liu Zhifeng and fell to the ground.

"Get lost, if you dare, sue me in the alliance court."

Ji Changchun covered his swollen face and dared not speak. Liu Zhifeng was the best among the four generations of undead. Not to mention him, an ordinary person, ordinary undead could not deal with him.

Even in the post-disaster Freemason Alliance dedicated to saving the world, the contradiction between the undead and ordinary people still exists.

There are various contradictions between groups with little difference such as men and women, rich and poor. The difference between the undead and ordinary people is even greater. They are like two species. Suspicion and contradiction naturally arise.

Ji Changchun is a beneficiary of the Balance Act within the alliance. The introduction of this act is mainly to balance the ratio of managers between the undead and ordinary people to ensure the interests of ordinary people.

Although his management ability and strength are not as good as the undead elites of the ancient forces, he became the manager of the No. 306 disaster shelter with the identity of an ordinary person.

Many people are eyeing his position as a manager. With Liu Zhifeng's report, he will definitely lose his position.

The man's face turned green and white, and he did not dare to stay where he was, and left in disgrace.

…

In a hotel in Qinghai District, Su Hong opened the white curtains and stretched.

A shadow disappeared in an instant and merged into his shadow.

"Master, I brought the things back." Philip said.

"Well done."

Su Hong wrapped the wooden box and the spider mother eggs with black cloth, looked up and said: "The offspring carried by Code One has not left Qinghai District yet, let's go."

After that, the shadow drilled out from the crack of the glass and moved towards the offspring.

…

In the wilderness, Code One and the meat man walked briskly, sometimes running, sometimes jumping on branches, avoiding traces of civilization and cameras all the way, and returned to the city of Sheng City.

The meat man said in a low voice: "How can we explain to the adults if we don't get the Broken Blade Badge."

Code One sighed, "It's our bad luck that we encountered a mysterious force interfering."

"Fortunately, there are still some rags that can be used to make up for the task."

"Really? I don't think so." The voice of a third party suddenly interrupted, alerting the two.

The meat man reacted quickly, his arms turned into strips of meat, extending in circles, grabbing in the direction of the sound.

"Ah!"

A shadow passed by, the meat man screamed, and the broken arm fell to the ground.

Code One was startled, looking at the shadow, Su Hong gradually condensed into a body with the face of Wang Chengzhi.

Su Hong said calmly: "Hand over the disaster items in your hands."

The meat man was shocked and angry, "You stole our spoils?!"

"What do you mean by stealing? This is originally my thing, I just gave it to you temporarily for safekeeping."

Su Hong turned into a sky full of shadows and enveloped the two people. The darkness blinded their perception, and the meat man disappeared in front of Code One.

The screams and the sound of flesh explosions continued for a while. When the black curtain gradually faded, Su Hong appeared in front of Code One with a smile, but the meat man beside him evaporated.

Su Hong crossed his arms and said, "Do you want to fight me too?"

It was still before the end of the world. Code One had not reached the ancient level, and his aura of disaster was only comparable to Li Jian, so he could not escape from his palm.

The man raised his hands calmly, with a dead pig fearless of boiling water, "I surrender, you can kill me or cut me."

"You don't seem afraid of me." Su Hong stroked his chin and said.

Code One: "To be honest, I'm a little scared."

The shadow picked up all the disaster items, and Su Hong counted them carefully. There were eleven disaster items in total.

As for the gold and other collections, Code One and the others did not bring them out.

Su Hong put his hands in his pockets, "Do you work for the divergence?"

Code One shrugged, "It doesn't count, you may not believe it, I think about resigning all the time, but the hope is very slim."

"I believe it." Su Hong smiled.

"You...ah, wait a minute, you believe it?" Now Code One was a little confused.

Su Hong looked into his eyes, "I have a new job here, do you want to do it?"

The man rubbed his temples with a headache, "I don't seem to have the right to refuse."

"You really can't refuse."

"I can help you get rid of the control of the differences."

Su Hong's words were shocking and he successfully frightened Code One.

The man was silent for a while, then asked, "So, what is the content of the job?"

"I can help you get out of the control of the Divergence, but not now. Before that, you need to be my insider and help me get intelligence from the Divergence."

Code One sighed, "The result is a blank check? I have no motivation for this."

Su Hong bowed, "Anyway, you have no other way to go, right? Why not give it a try?"

"You are indeed right, but I want to ask myself, who am I working for, for you, or for the forces behind you." Code One looked into Su Hong's eyes.

"For the Firebearer." Su Hong said calmly: "The ancient night watchman awakened from the long night, and he passed the flame to the hands of the people of the world. The Firebearer was born for the survival of civilization and the continuation of light."

"It sounds interesting." Code One stroked his chin, "I have one last question, why can you trust me?"

"I'm probably not handsome enough to solve the trust problem... But this melancholy uncle's temperament can indeed attract many girls to be fascinated by me."

Su Hong said speechlessly: "You are quite narcissistic."

"I can't imagine that someone like you can get the recognition of Iron Heart. By the way, do you really have a will as firm as steel?"

After being pointed out by Su Hong as "Iron Heart", Code One smiled His expression disappeared, and he put away his frivolous expression. He said seriously, "In fact, I am just a lazy dog ​​who eats and waits for death. I thought that I could spend my life by tasting wine and playing with beautiful women."

"What a heart of steel, how could it affect my firm will to eat and wait for death? It can only make me barely stay awake under the divergent will."

The man reminded, "The power of divergence is magical. It can refine living people and mix different souls together."

"It is equivalent to putting many souls into the Gu bottle, and the winner can become the master of the undead body."

"All divergents have at least three souls in their bodies, so their brains are a little abnormal and they are seriously split."

At this point, Code One's expression became meaningful.

"Before the disaster comes, all undead will be trapped in the first level of undead, and divergents are no exception."

"But the power of divergents is not strictly measured by the level of undead."