Chapter 438 Endgame-Anger
"Thank you, Mr. Quan, for your guidance. These are all the locations we have explored. We are now sending more manpower and updates will be sent as soon as possible."
Lucia knelt down in front of Wang Yi respectfully and handed over a tablet, in which the relevant information was stored.
Wang Yi took a casual sip of tea and smiled
"It seems that you really have something good on your hands. However, although there are many people who yearn for immortality throughout the ages, none of them have a good ending. I hope you don't stir up any trouble..."
The organization actively wooed Wang Yi, the great Onmyoji vest, and while he was doing everything he could, he also used the manpower of the organization and the machines they developed to find spirits.
At the same time, it also gave them some ‘sweetness’ appropriately.
Wang Yi certainly knows what those old immortals want most.
So after some tentative inquiries here, I was able to easily lead them to ask the questions they wanted to ask the most, and gave them some appropriate ‘suggestions’!
For example, Lucia brought a small piece of meat from a demon-devouring beast that had been cultured in culture medium to ask for advice.
It seems that he wants to know some metaphysical information.
Wang Yi naturally took the opportunity to talk nonsense, saying that this thing seemed to be still active and seemed to be emitting special fluctuations, which was very similar to the 'Tai Sui' he had seen in the records.
Now Wang Yi, as a living authority on metaphysics, says this is like Tai Sui, then this one is like Tai Sui!
He also gave some feasible suggestions based purely on metaphysics, such as healing wounds, increasing longevity, and repairing.
But I also specifically emphasized that this kind of thing has a strong 'evil spirit', and even if it can be done, it will probably have extremely negative effects.
People who can change are neither humans nor ghosts.
If it were him, he would definitely not use this...
It can be said that it was Wang Yi's suggestion that caused the flesh and blood remains of the Abyss, which were originally in a remote laboratory on the West Coast, to be moved to a more comprehensive and advanced laboratory in New York.
At the same time, based on the direction provided by Wang Yi, we really found some features and feasibility.
This naturally made them pay more attention to Wang Yi!
Now they all regret that they had a bad relationship with the rising great mathematician. They finally found another master in another field, and it can be said that they took a completely different approach.
Since Umbrella can tolerate the existence of Master Yi for his talent and ability, then they can also tolerate this one.
Moreover, this person mainly specializes in metaphysics and has no academic literacy, so he can only provide some side opinions. In addition, this person has the ability to hurt people from a distance and is not a weak scholar, so they also chose him. This is a cooperative model that can reap benefits.
Sure enough, hard work pays off.
Just some of the suggestions for dealing with this ‘Tai Sui’ have already given them a lot of gain!
By then, combined with some of Umbrella's technologies and their own biological accumulation, it is likely that they will be able to find the principle to crack it and eliminate the negative effects.
When the time comes, maybe we can use this in turn to attract the great Onmyoji to join...
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Picking up the tablet and looking at the location marked on it, Wang Yi couldn't help but feel a look of emotion on his face.
Sure enough, with the mobilization of manpower and material resources, this deep-rooted old force is really strong.
I had searched specifically for them before, but in fact the number was only this small, but the total number of marks marked by the organization was already dozens, and there were several marks from all over the world, even in the East!
You know, it hasn't been that long since their instrument came out. It's pretty good to be able to do this in such a short time.
Moreover, after this baptism of neon, the number of deaths exceeded one million. In fact, it can be regarded as a fortune...
"You still have a kind heart."
Wang Yi wrote down all the information and closed the tablet. Feeling the faint resentment bred under the special terrain of neon, he seemed to smile to himself...
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The weather has gradually turned hotter, and while walking on the streets of Shibuya, Wang Yi can smell the residual fishy smell and disinfectant smell in the air.
The millions of dead in Neon are not evenly distributed. Almost every place where the snowball rolls is accompanied by at least tens of thousands of casualties, and in places with many, there are hundreds of thousands.
Shibuya is the hardest hit area with over 100,000 deaths!
In a place with a total population of just over 200,000, more than half were killed or injured. The density of corpses and the residual impact can be imagined.
No matter how much disinfectant is sprayed, it can't suppress the putrid stench like a dead mouse in the summer temperature.
The K virus itself almost dies when exposed to light outside the body, even on cloudy days.
This continuous disinfection prevents other subsequent infections caused by too many corpses.
Occasionally, you can still see remnants of charred ground in the middle of the road, and there is a scorch mark every other section, all left by the previous burning of corpses in the open air.
On the wall next to it, you can also see obvious scratches and some white lime powder.
Probably from cleaning up dried blood stains on the walls.
The glass of many nearby shops was also damaged at this time.
But Wang Yi could already see that in this environment, bosses and employees had already begun to tidy up the messy stores, and seemed to be preparing to reopen.
There were very few pedestrians on the road, some were hurriedly coming and going with their heads lowered, and some were squatting in corners and sobbing constantly.
There was also a little yellow guy holding a beer can in his hand, shouting crazily at the sky.
If the roaring voice wasn't mixed with some vague Japanese, he would probably be regarded as a zombie by pedestrians who already have PTSD.
A sense of decay and desolation filled this deserted street.
But Wang Yi seemed to be quite used to this kind of atmosphere. He raised his fingers and looked at the soul fragments wrapped around his hands, and couldn't help but express a trace of emotion.
Although ordinary soul fragments are of little use, the number is indeed sufficient.
In Shibuya alone, Wang Yi had collected six fresh resentful spirits in one round.
He also collected the remaining soul fragments that had not dissipated and used them as materials.
Not long after, Wang Yi saw a group of people dressed as onmyojis, walking on the street and performing some kind of ceremony.
Presumably, the special environment of Neon since ancient times has allowed them to spread some customs.
After serious casualties, you need to calm down...
Originally, the grass-headed god of the shrine would also patrol according to the instinct of wish power.
However, after everyone has been arrested in Tokyo, if we leave it alone, there may be some subsequent troubles...
And soon, the leader of the Onmyoji team discovered Wang Yi who was out of tune with the surrounding environment, and quickly walked over and said with a sad face
"Mr. Quan, you are here too. Thank you for your help."
"Things that happen casually, if left unchecked, will cause trouble. Hey, I don't know why it would become like this. This should be a man-made disaster..."
Wang Yi's emotional words made the onmyoji who led the team look a little gloomy.
Indeed, this is a man-made disaster!
Even if there is no evidence yet, it is certain that it is Da Meili or someone from that organization!
Just don't say there is no evidence. What if Umbrella finds evidence through secret investigation?
In this world, strength speaks for itself after all.
If you are strong enough, even taking out the washing powder can be used as an excuse to do whatever you want!
As for the weak, what will happen even if they take pictures of bombings?
No way to sue!
Even if you give a speech at the United Nations General Assembly, others will leave early and suffer humiliation for nothing...
Chapter 512
Neon was hit hard and many places were hit hard.
Although the death toll may only be about 1%, more than 80% of cities across the country have not been affected at all.
Places where large-scale zombie chaos broke out, like Shibuya, were blocked by a large number of agents using vehicles and equipment, and were led away by helicopters. They could rely on the previous experience to ensure that the area would not expand.
Usually even in a disaster-stricken city, a small area is severely affected.
But the overall confidence blow this brought was unprecedented.
It far exceeds the local mutated infection in Minato City!
It can be said that the whole country is under the extremely negative influence of decadence and pessimism at this time.
As the third largest economy in the world, Neon has a lot of blood.
Back then, I was stabbed so hard by the beautiful girl, but I couldn't resist it.
Later, it was successively hit by semiconductor suppression, earthquakes, tsunamis, nuclear leaks, the first Tokyo zombie infection, international capital hunts, bloodbath in the automobile industry, etc. until now.
Now I really can't bear it anymore.
Just like a domino, it moves the whole body.
The direct death of 1% of the population affects 20% of the city, coupled with Neon's original aging, debt and many other problems.
If Big Beauty had previously announced that it wanted compensation and liquidation, international capital was still eyeing it.
Confidence is nothing but blood.
Once your confidence is exaggerated, it is extremely difficult to go back.
Liabilities exceeding 26% of GDP are inherently a big deal, and banks have maintained negative interest rates for a long time.
It can be said that all the methods that can be thought of have been thought of and all that can be used have been used.
Now, even under Umbrella's action, it was not immediately detonated by the beautiful garrison's inaction, but it was already a taut old rubber band.
It was only thanks to the morale boost brought by Umbrella's quick cleaning and the news that Neon Media had been advocating cooperation with Umbrella that the situation was temporarily stabilized.
But just when Wang Yi was wandering around the ruins with Ouji, the Seventh Fleet that the beautiful girl had left also ended the exercise and returned to Yokosuka leisurely!
They were nowhere to be seen when they were needed.
Now this time comes back, but there is nothing we can do!
As Jin Gui's handsome soldier, he would naturally have a holiday after returning from a far-off training trip.
Many groups of soldiers also appeared on the neon streets.
The laughter and laughter during their holidays can be said to be completely incompatible with the entire neon atmosphere...
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Big, beautiful military Humvees speed through the empty streets.
There were not many vehicles on the streets that would have been easily blocked today, and many battered and deformed abandoned vehicles could be seen piling up on both sides of the streets.
At this time, it is not possible to tow away all the scrapped vehicles, so we can only temporarily clear the road and move them to both sides.
Looking at the scrapped vehicles on both sides, the empty streets, and the hurried pedestrians on the road.
The beautiful soldiers on vacation in the Humvee whistled
"Umbrella is really powerful, she cleared the place immediately."
"But it's a good thing. The last operation in Tokyo made me so sick. I could clean up in the front just fine, but when I started to enter the room later, it was really hard to distinguish whether it was a zombie or not."
"What is the difference? Just shoot if there is a threat. Our safety is definitely more important."
The black soldier driving the car seemed unfazed.
From the American-style Iai of the beautiful agent to the actions of their soldiers, as long as there is a slight threat, they can open fire without limit.
They're just here for the money!
I don’t want to risk my life!
I also don’t want to be injured and disabled.
A large number of seniors have told them with bloody lessons that if they are really injured or disabled, the beautiful authorities will not be friendly to them at all.
They are only there for themselves.
With this belief, they will not hesitate in taking action.
If you were in the East and saw a group of soldiers entering a restaurant to eat together, you would only feel a sense of security.
But the beautiful soldier is completely different...
"But both Neon and South Korea are good places. Now that Neon has become like this, the fun will be much less in the future."
"Many bars are not open, and they are. At this time, isn't it even more important to have fun in time?"
The soldier in the passenger seat opened the window to blow in the air, but a stench came to him, making him curse and close it again
"Really, it still smells so bad now, it affects the good mood of the holiday."
"Don't worry. In fact, there are not many places affected by the zombies. We just need to leave this area. The places not affected will also be opened..."
The Hummer quickly passed through the stricken street, and sure enough, the road soon became wider, there were no scrapped cars on both sides, and there were many more pedestrians on the road, but they all seemed a little listless.
"Look, the bar over there is open, just over there, haha, I hope I can meet a nice neon girl today."
"Okay, okay, just stop at the door. They don't seem to have anyone to care about you now anyway."
The Hummer flicked its tail and parked directly at the door of the bar.
However, after getting off the bus, they discovered that things were not as they thought.
The bar was indeed open, but it didn't seem to be open for business inside. Only some bartenders were doing cleaning work and seemed to be sorting something out.
I heard the sound of the Humvee flicking its tail and saw several handsome soldiers coming down.
The expressions of the staff here also changed slightly, and then a red-haired beauty who seemed to be the store manager walked over and said in neon-accented English
"I'm really sorry, our bar is closed these days, we are just doing some tidying up..."
Seeing this hot red-haired beauty wearing a bartender outfit, the black driver couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and then he said with a smile
"I see that your place has not been affected. Why aren't you open? It's open anyway, so let's have a drink together, haha~"
As he said that, he stretched out his hand and hugged the other person's waist.
Neon women are easy to get started with. Most of them are attracted to them by nature, but some of them don't want to be a little tougher and don't dare to say anything.
In fact, there are very few cases where people are actually exposed.
He has long been quite proficient in this method.
Only this time, the red-haired beauty dodged his embrace, and then said in a suppressed angry voice
"Gentlemen, one of our colleagues passed away in this incident. We are closed during this period! I hope you can respect this!"
The fact that Neon is so miserable has a lot to do with their standing by and watching.
If they fulfill their agreement and come out to stabilize the situation as soon as possible, with experience and the fact that they are just ordinary zombies, they can actually suppress them at the original source easily.
Where could it be so corrupted?
It can be said that everyone in Neon is holding back a fire for the beautiful soldier.
It's just that people have to bow their heads under the eaves.
As a result, some of their friends and colleagues here died in this incident. This time they also sorted out their belongings and prepared to return them to their families.
Several beautiful soldiers on vacation here ran over as if they didn't care at all.
He even started teasing.
This is really hard for them to accept.
The employees inside saw the situation here, overcame their instinctive fear, and all stood up and came over.
Many people were holding mops and other things in their hands, and their eyes were filled with anger...
Chapter 513: Anger
Although Nanako is only 26 years old, she has been working for ten years.
Neon admires the spirit of craftsmanship. In fact, to some extent, it uses a tricky angle to gild and beautify its own face. The most fundamental reason is caused by the solidification of class.
Except for a few who can change their destiny by getting admitted to places like the University of Tokyo, many neon young people start to inherit their father's business after graduating from high school.
Grilled eel has been grilled for decades, and the son may have been the assistant until the old man couldn't make it anymore. This is a craftsman.
Nanako was not a native of Tokyo, but she had longed for big cities since she was a child. Although she did not get into the university of her choice, she eventually left her hometown and came to Tokyo alone to work hard.
With an Osaka accent, a beautiful single female high school graduate from the countryside came to a place like Tokyo alone to work hard. It can be said to be a hellish start full of buffs.
There's a good chance you'll be scammed into doing some neon specialty work.
Nor can I enter the workplace seriously.
When I work as a cashier, I will be harassed by my boss and hit the wall many times.
That is to say, Nanako was mentally prepared before coming over, and she was alert enough. Coupled with her good physical strength, she was able to avoid danger many times without any danger.
Once I kicked the vital part of a crazy guy who wanted to molest him and was taking notes in the security room, I accidentally met the proprietress of this bar.
The boss lady admired Nanako's perseverance and hired her.
From the initial cleaning, to the waiter, and then to the bartender, Nanako became more and more familiar with the work and spent ten years becoming the manager of this bar.
And because he is fair, loyal and considerate of his subordinates, he has a high prestige among his colleagues.
It took ten years of hard work to finally gain a foothold in this bustling city, and Nanako was full of expectations and yearning for the future.
The bumpy encounters and various trials along the way were all regarded by her as experiences to improve herself.
However, the beautiful days are broken when zombies suddenly appear!
During the first zombie outbreak in Tokyo's Minato District, the boss who used to socialize there was involved and died.
When the boss lady cheered up, suppressed her sadness and continued to lead everyone, she died again in this zombie outbreak.
Only his seven-year-old son was left behind.
The proprietress was kind to Nanako. Although she knew it would be difficult, she still decided to adopt the proprietress's son and continue to help manage the bar.
Now, we are collecting some belongings belonging to the boss's wife and the other two colleagues who were killed in this incident, and preparing to hold some commemorative activities after the emergency is over.
They know that many people died this time, and many things have to be simplified, but their intentions must still be fulfilled...
Unexpectedly, when they were packing their things, a carload of beautiful soldiers arrived.
Judging from the location, their bar rarely sees big and beautiful soldiers.
However, the place they often frequented must have been hit by the disaster, so they came here specifically to come to Huo Huo, which was not affected much.
Of course, the Neon people, especially those who run bars, are aware of the legend of the beautiful soldier.
It is certain that the beautiful soldiers are rich and willing to spend money, but their temper and some characters are unacceptable to many people.
So there are actually some bars and entertainment venues specifically targeted at them.
We can stay as far apart as possible on weekdays, but today...
Nanako suppressed her anger and tried not to think about the boss's wife's death and their relationship. Instead, she stretched out her hand to stop the surrounding employees and continued to speak to several soldiers
"We are closing now."
And a few handsome soldiers who had come out to have fun on vacation couldn't help but laugh angrily when they saw the colonial inferiors surrounding them with brooms
"Haha, interesting, do you want to disobey us?"
In Neon, they are the emperors and are used to being domineering.
No matter how bad things you do, you can get away with it.
All the time, they have only accepted the pursuit and fear of others, and they have always been aloof.
What they are experiencing now makes them feel humiliated.
In fact, if you don't open the door, you won't open the door. They didn't say they had to be here.
But now after being resisted and entering the laning state, there is no way to exit this step.
If others find out about this, they will laugh to death.
At that moment, several people just looked at each other and smiled, and then the leader among them didn't care about the 'weapons' in other people's hands, and just walked straight inside
"Today, we are still here, so get ready quickly. Don't worry, we will pay. You also want to get an income after the disaster, right? Otherwise, when your country's economy collapses, you will be unemployed, haha ! ”
He reached out to push the broom away and squeezed in without caring.
But those employees holding brooms did not dare to stop them.
It was their courage to be able to surround them, but in the face of such a beautiful professional soldier, even if they were not armed with guns, they were still completely suppressed.
"Haha, serve me well and you will get a tip. Your country is about to be finished. After you compensate for this loss, you have to kneel down and beg us to spend money, haha!"
The black soldier driving the car also laughed loudly at this time, and when he entered, he unexpectedly slapped Nanako on the butt.
After finishing it, I was still very disgusted. I put it on the tip of my nose and sniffed it with a playful smile
"It smells so good...ah!"
Before he could finish his words, he felt a sharp pain in his vitals, his vision turned black and he knelt on the ground with his hands covered.
Nanako over there also took back her boots, her face covered with frost
"How can we cultivate! You are bullying others too much!"
When the black man knelt down, she picked up a bottle and smashed it on the black man's head.
The tip of the bottle left behind was stabbed towards the other person's neck.
It seemed like he wanted to let out all the accumulated sadness, all the anger, all the suppressed everything.
But the other two soldiers behind her also reacted at this time. Their expressions changed drastically and they grabbed her arms, leaving only a bloody mark on the black man's face from the tip of the bottle.
The captain who had already entered turned around with a gloomy face and walked over quickly
"How dare you attack us? This is a terrorist act! We suspect that you are related to this zombie virus leak!"
Although he was angry, he remained calm and quickly began to take pictures and leave evidence of the black comrade who was kneeling on the ground looking miserable with broken glass on his head and blood on his face.
If you dare to attack us, then things are not that simple!
At Neon, we are the real people!
"Do it! Subdue them all!"
Although there are more waiters here, the combat effectiveness of four strong soldiers is really beyond their ability.
Even if he didn't bring a gun, he could almost KO someone with a few punches in a sudden burst.
However, the waiters in the bar were timid and did not dare to use force when they took action. Except for Nanako who seriously struggled and resisted, the others were knocked to the ground in two or three blows, with their heads bruised and bloody.
Nanako was also slapped, her face turned red and her mouth bled.
And at this moment, a scream came from outside
"What are you doing?"
Then, I saw two young and beautiful female students, one tall and one short, looking at this side. One of them quickly opened the bracelet to take pictures, and the smaller one next to him looked like he was ready to move. The look of wanting to punch.
It was precisely because the dormitory felt too gloomy that Yoko and Gu Qianqian came out to be volunteers...
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