On the wall, various computer screens are still rapidly switching, but it is too late to elaborate.
Everyone around the conference table just looked at these computer screens with dull expressions.
Picture 8: The poverty-stricken area in the south of the city
In the empty scene, there seems to be only a panicked crowd. From time to time, someone will suddenly fall down and then die silently, but after switching the monitoring mode, you will find that a huge tentacle will burrow out from time to time under the ground. , the person was caught in the roll, and then the person was planted with seeds, and new tentacles grew and spread to more people in the distance.
This was originally an excellent area for diffusion, but a group of mysterious people dressed in black appeared, armed with plasma guns, and quickly formed a circle, interrupting this diffusion mode and completely destroying the tentacles, and soon disappeared into the lens.
Picture 9: The scene of the meeting of the White Day Church
A group of priests and believers rushed to the toilet in line, and there were even people who fought for the toilet.
Picture ten: Tinder main road
Countless residents and even some believers who were supposed to carry out the sacrifice work seriously are running around the streets to grab money.
screen eleven...
screen twelve...
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Even the designers of hell gradually became silent.
He is a person who has the guts to design hell, and in the eyes of the entire Tinder high-level, an unfathomable expert in mental mutation. He can figure out the other party's ability just by seeing some details that many people have never heard of. Ability type, and analyze it at the fastest speed, and give targeted suggestions, but today, he still has a lot of things he can't see.
For example, what kind of abilities did those scrambled to go to the toilet in
What's up with the money grabbing all over the street
"It's just the fish that slipped through the net when the Hell Legion was cleaned..."
After the scene after scene flashed, the hell designer who didn't even look at the scenes behind him spoke in a low voice. He took the notes made by the secretary in his hand and scrutinized it slightly, saying, "Before I The most important target is the mysterious man whose identity has not yet been identified. He should be the leader of this group of intruders, and he is also the craziest one in my hunch..."
"Others, they didn't pay attention to it at the time, they just missed it."
"Of course, now it seems that these missed ones are also somewhat capable, causing us a certain amount of trouble..."
"Or… "
He paused, and his eyes became a little weird: "The trouble is still quite big."
"It's mainly their style of doing things, how can a few guys act like crazy..."
"… "
"then you… "
Many company executives turned their heads nervously and looked at him.
If you are not neurotic, you can't care about it.
Many of them were already terrified of this plan, but when they saw someone stop them, their dread deepened.
Especially, in their eyes, Tinder City is simply smoking everywhere, a bunch of lunatics.
Not to mention the rest, the guy who drove a tank into the nuclear power plant and bombed everywhere was so fucking scary...
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…
"Not worth worrying about..."
The hell designer smiled and said, "We had expected such small twists and turns, didn't we?"
"Besides, it is precisely because of their strength that it proves the necessity for me to clean up that mysterious man before."
"Didn't you find it?"
"This group of people is indeed terrifying, but their actions are like a mess of porridge. Everyone acts according to their own temperament. This should be because they have no leader and cannot interfere with our plan. for the sake of."
"It looked like there was chaos everywhere."
"But this level of chaos doesn't pose much of a threat to our overall plan..."
"… "
The Tinder executives around the conference table looked at his confident smile, shrinking and silent.
"So, you can break each of them..."
The hell designer hooked his finger lightly, someone brought him a phone, he pressed the speakerphone, dialed a number gently, and then ordered: "The response plan has been sent to the terminal, and the ground troops can immediately set off to stop…”
"… "
"… "
As the order was issued, in Tinder City, countless iron box doors rose in an instant, and then military vehicles, as well as the commander with a strange mask on his face, drove out from behind the iron box door, carrying the unique characteristics of the armed forces. The momentum rushed to all parts of the city.
"Also, in order to avoid long nights, let them get ready too..."
He said, looking at the screen on the wall, only to see one of the pictures, which was always black.
Even he thought about it, and then signaled to the secretary beside him, and made a call.
After a long while, the black screen, beating slightly, flashed the picture.
It was in the middle of Tinder City, a stadium full of technology, with a gray-white folded dome.
The folding dome above is shrinking little by little.
In the stadium, bright lights suddenly leaked out, and the snow was dazzling, almost comparable to the red moon in the sky.
In the stadium, there are more than 10,000 people wearing white robes one after another.
They were men and women, sitting quietly.
Quiet and silent, quietly maintaining the posture of prayer, closing his eyes reverently.
If you look closely, you can even see these people, and the air around them is distorted.
Under them, they are all refracted colorful rays of light, making half of them in reality and the other half as if they were in a dream.
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…
"see it?"
The hell designer could hardly help laughing out loud, pointing to the screen with a proud look on his face: "This is our core."
"That's our pride."
"It's also the greatest work of art in my life..."
"Under countless years of operation, the most devout group of believers."
"Now in this city, there are probably countless intruders and spies looking for our gate to hell..."
"But they wouldn't think of..."
"… "
"Gudong..."
I don't know how many people couldn't help swallowing when they saw the picture of the stadium.
Even if they saw these people, they would subconsciously feel a little fear and dare not look directly at this picture.
"that… "
In a depressing atmosphere, someone trembled and said in a low voice, "This is the beginning?"
"Is it possible to wait until the opponent destroys all our plans, and then shout like a villain and show his cards?"
The Hell Designer sneered, glanced at them, and said lightly, "That's not my style of doing things."
"Nevertheless, we would like to know..."
After a while, someone tentatively said: "What you told us before is absolutely guaranteed, is... what?"
"… "
The designer of Hell, who was in a hurry, turned his head, looked at the speaker, and frowned slightly.
Not only the one who was talking looked at himself, but almost everyone around the conference table was looking at him, each with a strange expression, and couldn't help but say, "Excuse me, you made this design, All the planning is up to you, but you are more focused on how to design the perfect, and we still think... everything is safe, so can you... "
Hell designers, see their concerns.
After being silent for a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "I understand."
"You are businessmen."
"Businessmen will frantically pursue profits while doing their best to reduce risks."
"So, it is indeed a torment to wait here with me when you have no idea in your heart..."
"Since that's the case, it's nothing to give you some confidence..."
"… "
He spoke slowly, picked up the remote control, put his fingers in the air, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then pressed it down.
"laugh!"
He aimed at the middle of the long table in the conference room.
As he pressed down his fingers, he saw that on the surface of the long table in the conference room, a black steel plate shrunk, revealing a large glass cabinet in the middle of the conference table, and all the people around immediately stretched their heads towards the cabinet. Looking over, I saw that the glass cabinet was divided into three compartments, left and right. In each compartment, a pale-skinned person was sitting quietly.
They are all thin and small, and looking at their facial features, they look exactly the same.
But their performances are different. There is a person who sees countless blood vessels and muscle tissue all over his body. He closes his eyes and does not move, but these blood vessels and muscle tissue are constantly on the surrounding glass wall. Flapping and bouncing.
The middle one holds a glass cup in his hand.
But the weird thing is that the glass cup in his hand turns into an apple for a while, and then changes back to its original shape again.
The last one, wearing a black suit and hat on his head, just hugged his knees and sat quietly in the cabinet.
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"This...they are from the real homeland..."
The surrounding Tinder high-level people saw these three people and couldn't help but whispered.
"Yes."
The designer of hell nodded lightly: "They are the replicas of the guide from the real hometown."
"The biggest advantage of Tinder lies in its abundant funds and almost unlimited scientific research, so it is not difficult to clone such a thing. Of course, I want to completely clone the guide of the real hometown and keep it. Some of his abilities are still very difficult, but fortunately, we have been blessed by God, and we finally succeeded in this plan.”
"I Have a Scroll of Ghosts and Gods"
"… "
As he spoke, his eyes lit up:
"When others mention fire, they will subconsciously be wary of us because they know that we have no spiritual lord."
"But they don't know that we have something more powerful than the spirit lord..."
"With them there, Tinder can piece together a fantasy country."
Speaking, he couldn't help shaking his head slightly: "Unfortunately, that body doesn't agree..."
"Otherwise, our plan has already been successful, and we are not afraid of interference from others!"