Chapter 759 A Smoke of Gunpowder
Wen Rensheng and others listened for more than half an hour, and finally had a basic understanding of the ins and outs of this place.
Great harvest.
Han Xu is a rare witness. He experienced the rise of this place from beginning to end.
At first, he was lost in the mountains with a dozen expedition members, but was later found by the rescue team leader.
However, everyone was lost in this place.
Work hard to survive and build a camp.
Finally, the devil appeared.
It said that this place was a fragment that it separated from the main world, and it wanted everyone to cooperate with it in operating it.
It will pay dividends to everyone.
Someone wanted to leave, but died.
The remaining people had no choice but to agree to its conditions and help it run this fragmented world.
Because Han Xu later wanted to find an opportunity to escape, he was punished by those in the management, deprived of his identity, and reduced to a coolie.
Hearing this, Zhao Han flew over and sympathized: "Don't you hate them? They were teammates with you, but now they punish you as coolies."
"Don't hate them, they They were forced to do it, and at least they spared my life. But I can see that most of them are enjoying it now and don't want to return to the main world again." Han Xu sighed.
After all, most of those people are not very wealthy, just ordinary families.
And here, they can live a life that is superior to others.
This is also one of the reasons why the town has developed so rapidly - the administrators have really invested their energy and time.
"Humph, a bunch of idiots. Demons have no humanity. As long as there are more suitable people to replace them, their fate will be that of those sidekicks." Wang Wenwen said disdainfully.
She is proficient in mysterious rituals and has learned about many mysterious existences.
Those are things that absolutely cannot be guessed using human thinking.
"Yes, I thought so too, that's why I wanted to escape back." Han Xu nodded.
After all, his family has a company, and he knows the key to company management, which is to build a company with solid foundations and people with smooth flow.
In human society, being fired means finding another way out at most.
And here, the devil said "never waste a molecule."
"Very good, now we basically know the details of this fragmented world. Let's go offline to discuss the new action plan. Ouyang Tian, you will protect Han Xu here first." Wen Rensheng said this.
Others quickly chose to go offline and send messages.
Only Ouyang Tian continued to guard Han Xu.
Han Xu looked at this group of people and animals with great envy in his heart.
He knows that these people came here using puppet substitutes. Even if they are in danger, they can just throw away the puppets and go offline.
Others are playing a game, and he is being played by the game...
This is why he wants to become a mutant.
Even if he can only be the worst and worst mutant, he is willing to do so.
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At this time, in the club’s special operations center.
Wen Rensheng said to the crowd: "If you have any opinions, please tell me?"
The crowd was silent for a while.
Wu Shanshan said: "This guy's whole body smells like a bait. We can't believe him."
"Everything he said is true." Zhao Han then helped.
The narrator Zhong told her that Han Xu did not lie.
"Because of this, he is more like a bait, because even he himself doesn't know that he is a bait." Wu Shanshan shook his head.
“At least we know that that place is a fragmented world, cut out by a mysterious demon. Even if we are all in it, as long as we give this information to the Inspectorate, it will be enough to pay for it. "Ouyang Ling said.
"Well, first upload the information to the Inspection Department's internal network and then consider a new action plan." Wen Rensheng nodded.
Then someone uploaded the information. The club and the Inspection Department have special information sharing channels.
The new action plan will soon be released.
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A colorful parrot landed on a wooden roof in the town, and a crow landed next to it.
Under the crow's wings, there is a spider hidden. This is Zhao Han and Wen Rende, the two of them are monitoring the town.
They want to find out where the management is, and then let Ouyang Tian do the same thing and kidnap another one out.
The first is to verify Han Xu's words, and the second is to see if he can get permission to go out.
"Uncle, those administrators want to manage such a large town. They were ordinary people before, but now they should have some mysterious powers, right?" Zhao Han asked.
"That's for sure, otherwise, their violent management style would have collapsed long ago." Wen Rende affirmed.
"They are too cruel. The devil ordered them to build cities and sell special products. The special products they created turned out to be a film and television base to shoot absolutely real movies. It is simply inhumane." Zhao Han said angrily. .
"It is absolutely true, and it is also a kind of professional ethics. The premise is that no character will die or be injured..." Wen Rende said thoughtfully.
"They did this deliberately to shock the audience. I don't believe they are just doing it to make money?" Zhao Han shook his head.
"Of course it's not just to make money. Money means nothing to the devils behind them. What they pursue is to shock the audience..." Wen Rende hit the nail on the head.
Zhao Han nodded silently.
But she still couldn't understand why someone could take the lives of their own kind to please their enemies.
Perhaps you are forced into helplessness?
In that case, she would have nothing to say.
Soon the two discovered the house where the town management was located.
It is a tall wooden building located in the center of the town.
The wooden building is about eight stories high. People come in and out from time to time. The front of the building is heavily guarded.
"I'll go take a look. You stay here. Crows are very common, but parrots are too rare." Wen Rende ordered and then flew over.
"Next time when the puppet is transformed, I will add a few more changes to make it more secretive." Zhao Han said.
"Well, it's quite hidden if you become a mouse."
The crow disappeared and gave her a good idea.
“I don’t want it.”
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Wen Rende landed by the window outside the wooden building.
As he thought, no one cared about a crow flying.
Inside the window, there were more than a dozen people having a meeting.
This made him very happy, there was always a lot of valuable information coming out of the meetings.
"God is very satisfied with our innovation. Filming a real script is indeed a good idea." A middle-aged man in his forties said approvingly.
Wen Rende recognized the other party. Han Xu had specifically described the appearance of this middle-aged man.
This person is the rescue captain Zhang Conglin.
He is the oldest among Han Xu’s group and is highly recognizable.
The other party was once a savior, but now he has quickly become a persecutor.
It is so easy for people to change identities.
"Of course, the film, television, culture and entertainment industry, in our world, is an industry that aims to stir up the emotions of the audience. When we shoot with real scripts, we can naturally shock a large group of people. If they watch those fake plots, they will definitely not I'm interested." A beautiful-looking woman said confidently while looking in the mirror.
“God has given us a dividend for this month, which is fifteen divine powers and two magical skills to choose from. As for the money, we will handle it ourselves according to the previously agreed dividend ratio. "Zhang Conglin, the former rescue team leader, continued.
"Great, I've wanted a magical healing skill for a long time." A young man raised his hand first with an excited tone.
"The three films I invested in have all achieved orange-level returns. I want a magical skill that can keep me young forever." The woman looking at herself in the mirror was not to be outdone.
Others were immediately dissatisfied.
"There are only two doors in total, but whoever raises his hand first can't get it. You have to follow the rules."
"Yes, in terms of contribution, although I have not invested in the film, I manage the day-to-day affairs of all sizes. , all kinds of suppression, all kinds of coordination, no credit, but also hard work, this time it is my turn to choose."
"There is a problem with the contribution calculation formula, I apply for readjustment!"
< br>Everyone started to quarrel.
And Wen Rende watched indifferently from outside.
He soon saw "a cloud of smoke" in the conference room.
This is not an adjective, but a real fight.
More than a dozen participants drew their guns and started shooting, and the sound of gunfire continued.
The guards downstairs seemed to be used to it, and no one ran up to take a look.
(End of this chapter)