I give the world destruction and rebirth

"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 Kathy Walter: "There are fourteen bodies in total, and seven are expected to be launched in the first batch. , and the other half as a backup.”

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 deepened. .

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 kind of 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 pigsties, and their only purpose of existence is to accommodate more humanitarian needs. 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 in which Kaishi belongs has gradually formed a more complex class and economic system.

It's just that these classes are like children's castles piled 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 release their 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 directly bring out the body survival capsule. All operators did not leave any records." The female pioneer nodded affirmatively: "But there are many things down there. People are discussing who will be the lucky one to have these bodies, and Aslan’s influence has already penetrated.”

"I understand, I will consider it carefully." Kathy Walter waved his hand with a 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 of these seven 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 also 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 To 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." Kaixi rolled his eyes at his subordinates.

"I understand, what about next time?" Giselle looked at Kaixi expectantly, and finally got 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.

Yesterday's hot news about the crossfire did not affect the daily life of the people in Night City at all. Who among the locals has not seen several crossfire incidents?

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. He revealed a number of 113 and regretfully declared that yesterday was another ordinary day.

On the other hand, 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 can still be called 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 that they had seen Tang Ji in Persia, and others swore that Tang Ji also went crazy in Africa. With different opinions, Tang Ji's reputation 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 traders 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 raped someone." 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 a few 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 know it all."

"Idle time is idle, and there are more and more superhumans now." The old man sighed, but he soon became proud again: "I met a superhuman girl in a 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 He’s a tough guy.”

"You'd better live a long life, otherwise someone will be unlucky for 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 the 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 Soult would do the same to him.

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 gave way to him. Thanks to the power accumulated by the Tiger Claws over the years, most civilians would choose to avoid when they saw heavy motorcycles ramming through 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 is true and verifiable, Rogge still sent a private detective to investigate.

As a result, the private detective died in the hotel. The time of death was almost 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. Aria and Ethan's double review could not find the target's escape route.

The militia gang's territory in this area, but their tentacles have not yet reached the level of enterprises like 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 too many supernatural abilities to choose from. God knew what abilities this pioneer had.

After Tang Ji entered the lobby, the law enforcers 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 Tang Ji: "I am Hass Bazell, a private detective hired by you. We arrived half an hour before the law enforcement officers and blocked the place in advance. At the scene, they knew you were coming and didn’t make things difficult for us.”

Tangji nodded. Rogge was indeed a qualified middleman. She gathered 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 the city, they have not yet entered the crime scene to collect evidence. This is simply a complete humiliation.

But everyone knew that this case was related to Tang Ji, so the old law enforcers would naturally give him face, while the new law enforcers were 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 enforcers, the forensic doctor who leads the team is Tang Ji's old colleague. He is a skinny middle-aged man. Tang Ji can't 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. All forensic doctors know him.

The other party nodded towards Tang Ji and had no scruples about 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 a 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 person who died was Alva Foss. He was an experienced guy. He had been working in the industry for thirty years." Bazel followed Tang Ji into the sealed room and pointed at 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 hired us, and corpses are a language."

PS: It’s late, it’s late, I’ll correct the typo later. I didn’t have a car, so it took me more than an hour on my way to get off work. It’s so ridiculous.