2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"I finally took this thing off. It's so uncomfortable to wear. The design is not humane at all."

Karl took off the ability suppressor from his neck and threw it on the table aside.

"It's not because you teased Officer Li before. She wore it a little tight on purpose." The staff wearing glasses on the side joked with a smile.

"Officer Li?"

Karl's eyes widened: "I said why did she take the initiative to wear this thing for me? I thought I was finally sincere and the stone was opened..."

"She said she hates frivolous men who are talkative." The glasses staff member said sarcastically.

"Brother Wang, do you like Officer Li? You are so mean when you talk about me."

"No...no, you can eat randomly but not talk..."

The man adjusted his glasses in embarrassment. He thought his reaction was a bit excessive and seemed guilty, so he thought about explaining a few more words. Then he realized that the other person didn't look this way at all after making fun of him, but was full of emotions there. Face looking into a mirror with self-pity.

"I should have chosen a simpler task at that time, otherwise I wouldn't have to sacrifice my beautiful hair..."

The staff member surnamed Wang subconsciously wanted to ask what mission required him to go to Baishui Prison, but the confidentiality awareness of having been working in this area for many years made him shut up in time. In this industry, you don’t have to understand everything. It is the eternally correct truth to always just do your own thing well.

"Karl, Captain Gao is looking for you." A woman's cold voice came from outside the door.

A bright smile suddenly broke out on Carl's face: "Copy that, I'm here, Officer Li."

...

When Karl came to the conference room, he found two familiar figures already sitting inside, namely Lin Han and Yan Long. He raised his chin towards the former, smiled and said hello: "You've done it too? When?"

They came to Baishui Prison in the same group. At that time, they were the only two people who were arranged by Gao Cheng to lurk in and kill people. Everyone else only needed to kill the death row inmates one-on-one.

Lin Han put down the tea cup in his hand and said calmly: "Last night."

"It's not easy." Karl saw the gauze hidden under the other party's clothes.

"Yeah." Lin Han nodded.

"Is it your fault?"

Karl looked up at Gao Cheng, who was standing in front with his arms folded: "You are really not afraid of killing people... Oh no, it seems that people have already died, hahahaha."

He seemed very satisfied with his turn, but none of the three people present cheered. After a few laughs, they turned into dry coughs to hide their embarrassment.

"Sit tight and don't move." Gao Cheng glanced at him.

Karl shrank his neck, pulled out a nearby chair and sat down.

There was silence in the conference room, and everyone seemed to be waiting for something.

About ten minutes later, the door was pushed open again, and a bandaged head poked in. Although one-third of the entire face was covered, it was not difficult to judge from the exposed dark skin. Who is it?

Yan Long's pupils shrank slightly, and his expressionless face became a little tense.

"Hey, I'm not late, am I?" Wei Min walked in with a smile.

Looking at the prison uniform he had not yet changed, Karl asked curiously: "Were you also asked to go in and kill people? When did you come?"

"yesterday morning."

Gao Cheng answered the question for Wei Min, with a somewhat cold tone: "So I don't know why some people take so long."

Lin Han and Karl felt shocked at the same time. They knew the difficulty of this task. Going to prison and killing a prisoner is not like going to the street to buy clothes. You just walk into a store, pay, take the goods and leave.

It is not difficult for them to kill prisoners one-on-one, or even one-on-many, who use their abilities to do evil. The really difficult thing about this task is that there is no chance to start.

Everyone in the prison lives in a group. Many people eat, sleep, and even go to the toilet together. If he takes action rashly, he may only cause riots among the surrounding prisoners, and the scene will become very chaotic. If the target takes the opportunity to escape, it basically means that the mission has failed, because they will never have a second chance to approach the target.

The reason why Lin Han and Karl were able to complete this task was actually largely due to Gao Cheng's arrangement.

Wei Min was able to complete the task in less than a day, and his strength and means should not be underestimated. This seemingly heartless young man who always likes to hang around Yan Muyun is definitely not as simple as he seems.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, let's get started now."

Gao Cheng turned on the projection in front.

"I believe you all already know that three days ago, the original god Constantine issued an oracle. To summarize briefly, in nine months, a disaster will occur around the world, whether it is The scale and intensity are far greater than the previous catastrophes caused by the Shengyao Religion..."

...

"disaster?"

Yan Muyun's eyes widened: "When the time comes, the sky will shatter and alien species will come to the world like raindrops? Is that really what he said?"

"Yes." The old man in the wheelchair smiled and nodded.

Yan Muyun felt that his forehead was a little swollen and couldn't help but rub it with his hands.

Some time ago, his consciousness was trapped in the memory of Liu and his wife. He couldn't concentrate all day long. He would either eat or be in a daze. When he was tired, he would go to bed. He didn't expect that something like this would happen again in just a few days. Big things.

Zhuge Xiangming sighed: "So, your time is running out. Only by quickly improving your hard power can you calmly deal with the ever-changing world situation in the future..."

"Just tell me what you want me to do." As the son of a teacher, Muyun had heard many similar lectures and said bluntly.

Zhuge Xiangming raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at the young man sitting opposite his desk. He always felt that the other person's personality had become a little different from before. He seemed to have a little more impatience and lost his lazy and gentle temper. He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

"You have two goals for this mission. Needless to say, the first one is the king-level Abyssal Dragon lurking on the west side of the Pacific Ocean. As for the second goal..."

At this point, the old man paused slightly, raised his eyes and looked straight ahead: "...According to reliable information, Bishop Desolation, one of the four bishops of the Shengyao Order, seems to have appeared on the 'Ark of Eden' recently."

Hearing that name, Yan Muyun's breathing stagnated slightly.

Bishop Desolation, the chief culprit who single-handedly planned the catastrophe in Menxia City, is the biggest promoter of his title of "Holy Son" in the Shengyao Order, and he also claims to be his most loyal fan... .

He has always dreamed of meeting him.