Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

"Photographer"

Looking at this very modern advertising screen, Lin Hun's eyes raised slightly.

He did not expect that he would find the photographer when he first came to this city.

He didn't know if it was his luck or the photographer discovered his location by some means.

However, judging from the fact that the opponent did not directly shoot himself.

Lin Hun feels that the first possibility is relatively high.

"Maybe I can try to observe this guy."

For this black disaster grade who had been staring at him from the first day of serving, Lin Hun was not only afraid of him, but also full of curiosity about him.

He was very curious as to how this once-human guy changed from a human to a treacherous, and finally turned into a mobile natural disaster like the Black Disaster.

From the retrospect of Liu Yanran's death, it can be seen that the era when the photographer was sitting is not very far away from now.

But the other party took such a short time to transform himself from a human into a 27 monster, and from a monster into a terrible natural disaster.

Each of these figures illustrates a problem.

This photographer is a genius.

Although his talent of genius was used in the direction of the underworld, it cannot be denied that he is really strong who can raise his own strength to the black disaster level.

The current situation is that the enemy is in the dark, which is very beneficial to Lin Hun.

He decided to spend these three days to get a good understanding of the structure of the city.

Give it a try by the way, and see if you can take a good look at the opponent and understand the ability of the opponent.

Even try to find out if the other party's weakness can be found.

"Three days, I hope it will be enough.!"

Lin Hun looked at the silent city below and stepped out.

what!

The figure flashed, he had come downstairs from the rooftop.

"Then the next step is to take a good look at this city."

Looking east of the station, Lin Hun is observing the streets of this city.

He found that this eternally silent city was more lively than he thought.

Although the streets are silent, there are quite a few lacquered black people walking on the streets.

They have a human body, but their hands and feet are more slender. The oval body is staring at a big head, and the eyes are connected with a white circle, which represents their eyes.

This is a kind of trick, but this kind of trick is very weak.

The grievances were not deep, and the actions were dull.

But the number of such black figures is very large.

They each have their own work, walking in the huge and silent city, completing their work.

It is like a hardworking worker ant, pumping blood for the city.

Similarly, they are also very humble.

Except for the same black humanoids who will pay attention to them, other beings will not pay attention to these guys at all.

These black figures are the bottom of society in this city.

Small, humble, and indispensable.

"If I become these guys, I should be able to blend in."

Seeing these images of black shadows entering the building freely, Lin Hun thought, and the shadow double emerged from the ghost shadow.

Lin Hun spread his hands.

The shadow double behind him turned into a black solution directly, wrapping him up.

The black shadow continued to squirm and change, adjusting its appearance.

It took about three minutes to bring out this slender black shadow leather case by Lin Hun.

Lin Hun, who was covered by the shadow, felt the cold touch from the shadow, and couldn't help sighing.

Kind of comfortable.

He was covered by the shadow double without any discomfort.

On the contrary, the cold touch from the shadow double made him feel refreshed.

However, he didn't immerse himself in this state for long before he walked out of the alley onto the street.

With the shadow double package, Lin Hun's appearance did not attract the attention of other deceitful chants.

"Then the next step is to find a way to become stronger."

Lin Hun kept walking around, and soon saw something similar to a bulletin board.

There are many words written on this bulletin board.

Lin Hun couldn't understand, but he miraculously understood the meaning of these words.

[Death arena recruits gladiators. Anyone who feels that their strength is good can sign up. The registration fee is 1 piece of grievance crystal fragments. 】

[Crazy hospital recruits doctors and nurses, and people who understand medical skills are required to join. Once admitted, the treatment is favorable. 】

[Blood slaughterhouse recruits butchers, come with knives. 】

【Tongmeng Art Theatre recruits actors, regardless of gender, and must be children. 】

Looking at this string of 693 words, Lin Hun was dumbfounded.

What he didn't expect was that there were more familiar names hidden in this world than he thought.

"So the treacherous black catastrophe class like to open chain stores in the dark side world?

Scanning the schematic diagram on the bulletin board, Lin Hun stood up and walked towards the death arena.

If that place inside can make him quickly strengthen.

Death Arena is definitely one of them.

Fight in this arena, although there is a 50% chance of being killed.

But the rewards of this duel field are definitely good enough to make him stronger quickly.

As for whether it will die.

This kind of thing depends on oneself. If you are strong enough, not only will you not die, but you will also get rich rewards.

If you are incapable of being done by someone, you can't blame others.

Lin Hun called his feet fast, and it took less than half an hour to learn about the death arena in this deadly city.

It's different from despair and death arena.

The Death Arena in the City of Eternal Silence is a building similar to a martial arts hall. The door of the martial arts hall is open, but the interior is completely dark, and you can't see the specific appearance inside. .

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