After arranging what should be done, Wang Hui left the headquarters of the three-member group.

How Qiao Ning and Greg will use their new power is something they need to explore on their own. Wang Hui can just sit back and watch its development.

Watching him disappear from the end of the field of vision, the three people in the garden looked at each other in confusion. Mei Maoyao was the first to couldn't help but ask: "Do you... still remember what Mr. Bai looks like?"

"Can not remember."

Qiao Ning shook his head, spread his hands and said, "I had the same feeling when I first met him. At that time, I thought it was some kind of hallucination prosthesis that was not on the market, but now it seems that it is not."

Greg didn't say anything, and silently walked aside to collect the loot boxes scattered on the ground.

Seeing this, Mei Maoyao also came over to help, bumped Greg with her elbow, and asked in a low voice: "Why do I feel that Mr. Bai is a bit mysterious? What is the origin?"

Greg glanced at her and moved the things to the car silently.

"Hey, talk to me!"

Mei Maoyao was very dissatisfied: "Mr. Bai has recognized me. Now I am at least on probation, right? I can become a full-time official after killing another organization leader. Why don't you tell me some inside information?"

"have no idea."

Greg replied casually: "I don't know much more than you about Mr. Bai. I can only tell you that he is most likely not human."

"Ah this..."

Mei Maoyao froze on the spot and subconsciously said:

"Then it is a wild beast that has become a spirit?! There is a similar plot in a novel I read online, "Marriage First, Love Later: My Husband is a Wild Beast"! Is that actually a documentary novel..."

"fart!"

Greg had a headache after hearing this, and explained angrily: "Have you ever heard of such a highly intelligent wild beast? Don't think Mr. Bai down to the ground, think up!"

"...That's Birdman?"

"No! It's the God of the Wilderness! God!"

Hearing this, Qiao Ning, who was removing the prosthetic parts from the bodyguards who were killed in the bombing, turned around and asked: "If Mr. Bai is the god of the wilderness, was he responsible for the hot rain? Many people were singing to thank him.

."

"Don't ask so many questions, I'm just guessing."

Greg solemnly warned: "We have joined this group and benefited from Mr. Bai, so we must do our jobs well!

As for the identity issue, when Mr. Bai wants to tell us, he will naturally say, stop thinking about it and get to work quickly!"

"I know! That's a long way to go..."

The three of them sped up their actions and plundered all the valuable things at the scene into the car.

It's a pity that the [Large Nuclear Howitzer] exploded, and only some parts can still be used. They were dismantled, pulled back, and slowly screened for subsequent processing.

Not long after their car left, teams of three gradually gathered back.

These grassroots personnel are usually scattered in various streets and are responsible for collecting protection fees, creating disputes, resolving disputes and other trivial matters.

When receiving the emergency request for help from the headquarters, many people did not dare to believe it.

How big of a crisis did it take to call everyone indiscriminately for help?

"No, it can't be..."

When they followed the battle traces to the rear garden, they were all stunned!

What you see is a burned-out cherry blossom forest, a messy shelling and explosion scene, and charred corpses that can barely be identified.

Current leader Takumi Kawashima is dead!

Everyone was so panicked that they didn't dare to go near or touch the corpse, lest they be held responsible.

They cordoned off the area where the fighting took place and prepared to wait for Ito Tatsuben, the second-in-command of the trio, to come back before making a decision...

The members were chatting away, guessing who was so ruthless and powerful.

Not to mention how powerful the boss is in combat, the bodyguards even used heavy weapons such as [large nuclear howitzers], but they still failed to kill the opponent?

All the monitors inside and outside the garden were destroyed, and the data that was supposed to be sent back to the monitoring room was also missing. There must be people who are good at hacking skills among the attackers!

Everyone was uneasy and flustered, but no one noticed for a moment that a woman with a stiff smile walked in.

…

On the other side, Wang Hui left and walked on the street.

As the sky gets brighter and brighter, the sound of fighting in various parts of the blockade area becomes much thinner.

It's not that all the zombies have been wiped out, it's just that the personnel sent by various organizations to encircle and suppress them are too exhausted.

After all, the mechanical extraordinary is not the body tempering extraordinary. They cannot withstand a fierce battle for too long.

Working the night shift is usually tiring, let alone battling zombies all night long. Many people lean against the wall for a few seconds before falling asleep.

There was no other way, so several high-ranking leaders got together to discuss and finally decided that the personnel from Cyber ​​Group, Miracle Armed Forces, and Security Department, which contributed more, would withdraw first to rest.

Just go up to the top of Badaotang in the middle of the night and secure the blockade to ensure that zombies don't appear and spread outward.

Little do they know that Nohara Magi, the hidden source of zombies, has sneaked into the headquarters of the Sankou Group without anyone noticing, and is about to bring another wave of surprises to Ye Shengdu!

Wang Hui, who was walking on the street, had no intention of getting involved in this matter.

He was looking at the map with his computer, looking for the location of the Zen altar.

"Dang Genit has never seen anything that looks like a sacred relic in the Miracle Arms. There are no clues from the Cyber ​​Group for the time being. Let's try our luck at this most mysterious Zen altar..."

The map of Ye Shengdu has no flat mode at all. It is layered and intricate. People who are dizzy with 3D will probably feel dizzy on the spot.

Fortunately, the naming of most streets is relatively regular. The upper level is the crown, the middle level is the hand, and the lower level is the foot.

The Zen altar is located on the upper floor, Mengguan Street.

Wang Hui raised his eyes and took a look.

The Ashido Street where he lives is already at a very high level in the lower-class neighborhoods.

But if you look towards the upper floors, you are still far away, and your view is blocked by the criss-crossing overpasses.

The towering dense buildings look like giant beasts with bared teeth, looking down at the lower class people who are struggling to live a life full of ridicule.

“If you put this kind of city outside, it will definitely become a place for Internet celebrities to check in and experience the scenery from different perspectives.

But in the mechanical world, the height of the block determines the height of the class, and most people will never be able to see the scenery at the top throughout their lives..."

Wang Hui shook his head with some emotion.

For him, such a small height difference is meaningless, as he can easily fly up in a blink of an eye.

However, under the high flow rate of time from a microscopic perspective, Wang Hui has an extremely abundant "life balance".

In the past, he was always rushing to go to school and go to work, rushing to live a decent life in the eyes of others.

Now that we have become the "gods" of the miniature world, we are still rushing to meet the deadline. Isn't this "god" done in vain?

So Wang Hui found out the location of the Zen Altar and wanted to try to get there using the transportation method used by citizens of Ye Shengdu.

Let’s see if going from the bottom to the top is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

At the same time, the rat people sent to the mechanical world by High Priest Saliman are working in the completely opposite direction.
Chapter completed!