"Kathy, the high-end bodies we took out from the polar warehouse are already in place." A female pioneer in business attire stood in front of Kaixi Walter: "There are fourteen bodies in total, and the first batch is expected to start seven
tool, and the other half as a spare."
Kathy Walter flicked the floating globe on the table to speed up the selection. Walter's words were engraved on the federal map. Whenever it passed by Kathy's eyes, the smile on her lips became deeper.
.
She could never find such a sense of accomplishment in her own world. Compared to those beings who stood at the top, the concept of human beings was almost blurred. Although these people have immortal lifespans, they can only do nothing.
, wasting time in a muddle-headed manner.
What makes her most desperate is that this inaction does not stem from any external reasons, but simply denies her own abilities.
In the century-long education stage, the entire society has provided almost unlimited supplies for every student, hoping that one and a half of them will become beings who can bring new driving forces to civilization.
But including Kathy Walter, 99.99% of people have become what they are now.
They eat food synthesized from the escaped energy of the energy tower, and live in surface, underground, and extraterrestrial cities similar to the demonstration city, but larger in scale. These cities are like pig pens, and their only purpose of existence is to accommodate more people on a humanitarian basis.
of waste.
Yes, they are waste in the true sense. In modern breeding, pigs can also provide leather, bones and meat to the breeders, and their only contribution to civilization is to open their consciousness and soul and become a carrier of knowledge and data.
Over time, their civilization has become extremely polarized, and the large group that Kaixi belongs to has gradually formed a more complex class and economic system.
It's just that these classes are like children's castles on the beach, and their economic system is more like children playing house, using playing cards as banknotes.
Most people have chosen to lie down and live in confusion every day, looking forward to those entertainment companies operating in other dimensions to find a new world for them to relieve stress and realize their ideals in life.
Kathy Walter doesn’t want to give up yet. She has a glorious surname. The surname Walter comes from the first batch of people who became the Supreme Beings.
Although she has been proven to have no talent, Kathy Walter still wants to work hard to prove herself. In every world she goes to, she will let Walter's name spread.
"Are you sure it's safe?" Kaixi withdrew his gaze: "Kakalf said that our old rival has a very high-level hacker."
"Don't worry, we sent a logistics team to use space replacement to bring out the physical life-saving capsule directly. All operators did not leave any records." The female pioneer nodded affirmatively: "But there are many down there.
People are discussing who will be the lucky one to have these bodies, Aslan’s influence has penetrated..."
"I understand, I will consider it carefully." Kathy Walter waved his hand with some headache: "That bastard Aslan, I understand his style."
"If possible, Kathy, can you also include me in the candidate list?" The female pioneer said cautiously: "I am very optimistic about Climate Girl, and you also need someone in the seven-person group who is truly yours."
"Giselle, including this world, you and I are two worlds apart." Kathy Walter sighed: "The company attaches great importance to this world. They like the concept of the Seven Deadly Sins in the background very much. This time they are going to form
The Seven Virtues requires very solid acting skills."
"Chastity, diligence, gentleness, generosity, humility, temperance, and tolerance, which one do you think you can perform well?" Kathy Walter looked at his subordinates, wishing he could open her head to see if there was any pulp inside.
paste.
"Gentle?" Giselle asked with some uncertainty. After all, she knew very well that such a serious and upright persona basically relied on publicity and did not require much acting skills at all.
"The people in the planning department have already made reservations. They are generous and tolerant, and executives from other departments have also asked for their places." Kathy Walter simply showed off: "Chastity requires abstinence, diligence requires completing fixed KPIs every day, and moderation requires
Stay poor, which one can you accomplish?"
"And humility..." Giselle whispered back. The pioneers have worked hard to climb up, so naturally they are not willing to give up so easily.
"Humility is positioned as the external spokesperson of the Seven Virtues. That is the position reserved for myself." Cathy rolled his eyes at his subordinates.
"I understand, what about next time?" Giselle looked at Kaixi expectantly, and finally received a positive response.
"When the second team is established, I will definitely put you in it." Kaixi pointed at the door: "Don't waste my time."
Giselle left Cathy's office with a sneer and said quietly: "BITCH!"
...
...
In Night City, a new day is the same as yesterday, no different.
The lively firefight in the news yesterday did not affect the daily life of the people in Night City at all. Who among the locals has not seen several firefights?
Who would make a fuss about this? After all, they have even experienced a nuclear explosion.
Stan was still full of energy and live broadcast the results of yesterday's Dead Man Lotto on the radio. A number of 113 came out, and he regretfully declared that yesterday was another ordinary day.
On the contrary, Law Enforcer Tang's kill record has increased by seven again, refreshing the latest ranking of the Butcher Ranking. He is currently ranked 19th on the list with 144 kill records.
But considering that when enforcer Tang worked in the Law Enforcement Bureau a few years ago, his kill record was less than 30 people, and the other kill records were accumulated within a few months after the first anniversary of Red Sun, he still deserves the title.
Best Rookie.
However, some enthusiastic netizens claimed that because Law Enforcer Tang had killed targets in 13 countries of the European Community in a short period of time, the list did not fairly consider his uncertified kill records.
Some people said they had seen Tang Ji in Persia, and others swore that Tang Ji had also killed people in Africa. With different opinions, Tang Ji's fame became even greater.
How big is it exactly?
When Tang Ji was eating at a roadside stall in the morning, the boss took a photo of him with his mobile phone and waived his bill, including Edward's share.
The last time they were treated with such courtesy was the first time the Law Enforcement Bureau sent out manpower to intervene in the street war in Haywood District. The peaceful streets were restored and these small vendors no longer had to worry about paying protection fees twice a week.
"What's the result?" Edward skillfully picked up the noodles with chopsticks. Since it was free, he had just ordered everything on the menu. The boss's twisted face clearly regretted it.
"Six of their people, and one of them is raped." Tang Ji slurped his noodles. He only slept for two hours last night, but he still felt full of energy.
"It sounds good. My friends in the army said that several generals are pushing for a bill to normalize superhuman special forces. I sent the list to Wu Qianying." The old man tasted the free breakfast with satisfaction: "I can't help.
Otherwise, you have to decide for yourself who is your friend and who is your enemy."
"Wu Qianying has channels to figure out these things." Tang Ji nodded: "You don't need to involve your own relationships in this matter, they all know it."
"Idle time is idle. There are more and more superhumans now." The old man sighed, but he soon became proud again: "I met a superhuman girl in the bar the day before yesterday. She can change the length and color of her hair at will.
,really not bad!"
"Be careful, those players regard superhumans as a window into our world." Tang Ji was not interested in the old man's romantic affairs.
If they hadn't known each other earlier, and the old man's external image at work had always been pretending to be very orthodox, Angelina would have long ago not allowed him to partner with Edward.
"I always carry two guns with me. Don't worry. Even if I solve the problem, I can solve it myself. No one can use me to blackmail you." The old man patted Tang Ji on the shoulder: "Everyone from the old law enforcement bureau is here.
He’s a tough guy.”
"You'd better live a long life, otherwise someone will definitely suffer from this." Tang Ji laughed and quickly settled his share. He still had things to do today.
The corpses from last night have been packed and processed. Both Mikkelsen and the Lazarus Group are purchasing these superhuman corpses. The price is not high, 20,000 yuan per body.
He planned to sell the bodies to Mikkelsen because he promised to try his best to find out the original information of these bodies and at least notify his family of the death.
Tang Ji would not think about what would happen if these people could recover their memories and consciousness. At least when he fired, these people had the souls of the players in their bodies.
There may be people who would care about the safety of these bodies when fighting against players, but Tang Ji will not. He does not have any moral baggage, and the same goes for the people in his team.
This is a war. If one day Surte's inner self is replaced by a player, Tang Ji will not hesitate to pull the trigger.
And, he hoped that Soult would treat him in the same way.
The only thing that made Tang Ji feel fearful and even afraid to think about it was that Tang Anran would encounter the same choice one day.
This is also the reason why he can put down all his burdens and calmly face the players who choose to draw their swords against him...
This is the fuel that never quenches his anger...
Harley walked through the busy streets, and the vehicles and pedestrians on the road wisely gave way to him. Thanks to the power accumulated by the Tiger Claws over the years, most civilians would choose to avoid when seeing heavy motorcycles rampaging on the streets.
Tang Ji soon came to the downstairs of the Plaza Hotel. According to the news about Rogge's previous acquisition, an unknown guest stayed here.
Although all the information registered in the hotel was true and verifiable, Rogge still sent a private detective to investigate.
As a result, the private detective died in the hotel at about 4:30 in the morning, and the guest he wanted to investigate had disappeared.
He was like a ghost, disappearing out of thin air in Night City. Alia and Ethan's double review could not find the target's escape route.
The militia gang in this area has territory, but their tentacles have not reached the level of the Plaza Hotel, so they naturally know nothing about it.
But most of the militia gangs have been mobilized and are rummaging through boxes and boxes looking for traces of the target.
Tang Ji didn't have much hope for this. After all, the pioneers had so many supernatural abilities to choose from. God knows what abilities this pioneer had.
After Tang Ji entered the lobby, the law enforcement officer who had been patrolling the lobby to maintain order immediately turned to face the wall, as if the pattern on the wall was the smile of Mona Lisa.
A middle-aged man who had been waiting for a long time walked over quickly and pressed the elevator button for Tangji: "I am Haas Bazell, a private detective hired by you. We arrived half an hour before the law enforcement officers and locked down in advance.
At the scene, they knew you were coming and didn't make things difficult for us."
Tang Ji nodded. Rogge was indeed a qualified middleman. She gathered together all the detectives in Night City who were willing to take over this group and were only responsible for non-combat tasks.
These people played a much greater role than those gunmen. Rogge spent nearly two million in the past thirty hours to buy various different information. It was these people who analyzed and verified it.
The elevator soon stopped at the 22nd floor. There were already many people gathered on this floor, including residents watching the excitement, street fighters from militia gangs, bounty hunters, and law enforcers who looked very annoyed.
Obviously these law enforcement officers are very dissatisfied with the people sent by Rogge. As the official force of this city, they have not yet entered the crime scene to collect evidence. This is simply a complete humiliation.
But everyone knows that this case is related to Tang Ji, so the old law enforcers will naturally give him face, while the new law enforcers are a little afraid to challenge Tang Ji's majesty.
After all, the Green Wave Lake Security Group played an indispensable role in sending Tang Ji to the 19th place on the butcher list.
Among the law enforcement team, the forensic doctor who leads the team is Tang Ji's old colleague. He is a skinny middle-aged man. Tang Ji can't actually remember his name. They didn't have many opportunities to interact with each other in the old law enforcement bureau.
Tang Ji likes to hit people between the eyebrows. He developed this habit as early as when he was in the Law Enforcement Bureau. Forensic doctors all know him.
The other party nodded towards Tang Ji, showing no scruples to the dissatisfied law enforcers beside him: "Our instruments were left in the warehouse. It will take at least half an hour to bring them back. You should do your work first."
Tang Ji also nodded. Since he got the people on that list, most of his colleagues from the old Law Enforcement Bureau regard Tang Ji as the continuation of the spirit of the old Law Enforcement Bureau in a sense.
Although they will not openly support Tang Ji with guns, they will definitely open the door to Tang Ji.
"The dead person is Alva Foss. He is an experienced guy who has been working in the industry for thirty years." Bazel followed Tang Ji into the sealed room and pointed to the body on the bed with some regret.
The introduction said: "He is equipped with an artificial liver and can stay awake for three days and three nights to monitor the target without even blinking."
"But now, he died in his sleep." Bazel said to Tangji: "I think it is necessary for you to see the scene in person. Maybe it will be helpful to you."
"After all, you paid to hire us, and corpses are also a language."