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"Poisonous fog?"

This is quite deadly.

The big man explained: "Brother, don't you have two powers: neural response enhancement and energy blade? If you don't choose the spiritual jealousy seed, I think this one is the most suitable for you. What do you think? "

After the big man finished speaking, he quickly added: "These two are from the mid-level Xuan level."

This burly man covered in tattoos seems to be trying very hard to integrate into them. This is of course no problem. They also want to build their own power within the organization.

It would be great if Jin Laobiao felt threatened by this. He and Wu Xinfeng are now as close as brothers, but they are only superficial brothers.

If he feels that he is not strong enough, then another group of undercover agents can be recruited by Jin Laobiao. In this way, both factions will be ours.

The little man was thinking undercover and felt that the other party's suggestion made sense.

It is enough to maximize your own advantages, and leave the rest to your teammates. Naturally, there are teammates who specialize in strengthening mental abilities to take charge of mental defense.

"Thanks, brother, boss, I want this one."

"Okay, it's yours."

After Wu Xinfeng registered the power, he directly distributed the jealousy seed to his own people.

Then he said to the big man: "What about you, do you have any ideas for strengthening yourself?"

When asked by Wu Xinfeng, the boss who could directly communicate with the Black Emperor, he immediately replied: "I have it. I want pure spiritual powers."

"There are a few jealousy seeds, both of which are spiritual powers."

Does concentration strengthen mental strength? It's a good choice. If you have psychic powers, you can conduct reconnaissance before carrying out various actions, and enable full-image perspective for your teammates during the process. The effect will be very good.

Wu Xinfeng was looking at the list of registered jealousy seeds when he suddenly found that the surroundings had become quiet, the noisy sounds disappeared, and only the sound of insects remained.

He raised his head and saw a man wearing soul-eating blood-clothes walking towards him.

Their president is really a bit too elusive. He will appear in front of you without noticing, making it difficult for people to guard against him. In the middle of the night, you will worry about whether there will suddenly be a red ghost standing beside your bed.

If this continues, he may suffer from mental illness.

Qiao Ji put a box on Wu Xinfeng's statistical power table, and Wu Xinfeng quickly handed over the list, "President, we are already working on the statistics of seeds of jealousy."

Qiao Ji just glanced at it and didn't answer, "Remember to make an electronic version."

With BT, he still uses the electronic version for easier management.

"yes."

"Open the box and take a look. Inside is your new uniform."

Wu Xinfeng quickly opened the box, and there was something like a red sludge inside.

As soon as his mental power touched it, the red sludge seemed to come to life, wrapping around his body, and then became active, quickly covering his whole body, turning into a bloody clothes and covering his body like a windbreaker.

With a thought, the Soul-Eating Blood Clothes wrapped around his face.

With the Soul-Eating Blood Clothes, it is convenient to hide your identity.

It's just that this one is pure red with no patterns, because Qiao Ji didn't add any patterns when making it.

"This is a sample for this trial production. It has no patterns. If you have the symbols or patterns you want, you can draw them and make them again next time."

Qiao Ji captured millions of undead from the underworld and imprisoned them in the Earth Explosion Star. He could mass-produce the Soul-Eating Blood Clothes. The output should be very large in the future, so he could even let his subordinates DIY the style of the Soul-Eating Blood Clothes.

"No need, President, I like this very much." Wu Xinfeng waved his hand quickly, he did not dare to trouble Qiao Ji.

"Every Soul-Eating Blood Clothes must have its own logo. This is the rule I just set."

It can be regarded as a way to distinguish them. After all, everyone wears soul-eating blood clothes without logos. How can you recognize who is who? Is it based on body shape?

By the way, let's do another gait analysis. Artificial intelligence like BT should be able to distinguish it.

"Yes." Wu Xinfeng responded quickly.

To be honest, when he put on the Soul-Eating Blood Clothes, he felt a little uncomfortable, because this was something that required killing people to make.

Do you still want to continue manufacturing according to the president’s wishes?

How many people will be killed?

"President, you need souls to make the Soul-Eating Blood Clothes. Do you want me to arrange for someone to collect them?"

Instead of massacring innocent people uncontrollably, it would be better for him to send some evildoers on their way.

However, their president doesn't seem to be the kind of person who kills innocent people indiscriminately, but who can say for sure?

"No need." Qiao Ji refused.

"I just went to the underworld and collected a lot of souls."

Underworld? !

This news made everyone present, whether they were young or not, prick up their ears.

After all, the undead disaster in Philadelphia some time ago had a huge impact. Half the city was slaughtered, and the undead threat has now become a sword hanging over the earth.

When everyone heard Qiao Ji say that he had just visited the world of the dead, they all involuntarily slowed down their breathing and listened with bated breath.

"President, what is the underworld like?"

Wu Xinfeng asked, and he didn't think it was rash. After all, everyone is interested in another world, right?

"There are a lot of undead there, so many that you can hardly imagine them. They are like ants coming out of the ground, crowded one by one, densely packed."

Come out like ants?

This is a bit hard to imagine, I just don’t know if the undead can get out of the concrete floor.

Qiao Ji originally wanted to reveal part of the information to them, so he told them like a story, "In the Kingdom of the Dead I went to this time, there are more than two thousand lords over fifty meters tall under the command of the Ghost King."

Everyone was stunned. He was over fifty meters tall? What kind of monster is that? It doesn't even react when hit by ordinary cannonballs.

"And each lord conservatively estimates that there are more than a dozen earth-level undead subordinates, and more than a million soldiers equivalent to human-level superpowers."

Qiao Ji's tone was very light, but the message contained was extremely impactful.

Everyone pictured the strength template of the Kingdom of the Undead in their minds, and then felt deeply depressed.

Such a country of the undead, whether it is high-level combat power or low-level combat power, can completely crush the earth!

Qiao Ji then continued: "But such a country of the undead is as numerous as gravel in that world, and they are countless."

Are there as many armed groups that can crush the earth as there are gravels?

Can the earth really defeat such a world?

"Moreover, the kingdom of the undead is full of black mist. They can control the black mist to transfer energy and transform it into weapons. It can be said that this is their biggest killing move."

Black Mist is simply an undead version of nanomachines. It can be transformed into weapons according to their usage requirements, and it can also provide energy.