Infinity Throne

As early as the end of the last century.

The sewage and wastewater treatment systems in most cities have basically achieved fully automated management.

No matter how unfavorable the small 18th-tier cities are, they have basically achieved a semi-automatic process.

In other words, in a sewage treatment station, there are only sewage pipelines and a large number of filtration systems.

As for humans, basically none.

The security guard at the door can be counted as one of the few employees.

When Yi Lin and Oda Mai approached, the iron gate of the sewage treatment station was locked.

The professional security guard was still snoring and dozing.

Yi Lin squinted his eyes, glanced at it from a distance, and said with some pity: "It seems that the possibility that this is the lair of the Leech Man can be basically ruled out."

It's a pity indeed.

Oda Mai slowly raised a question mark.

She didn't quite understand what Yi Lin was saying.

In fact, the whole complicated and confusing case, in Oda Mai's thinking, has been simplified and only the most fundamental two points and one line are left:

There is a bad guy who should be killed.

Find them and chop them to death.

Hacked to death.

This extremely pure way of thinking is actually not without its benefits.

Any hesitation will affect the speed of Oda Wu's sword swing.

At least since Yi Lin met Oda Mai, this woman's sword skills have become more and more terrifying.

Even if she does not have the status of an apostle, an ordinary new apostle might not even be able to get within three meters of Mai Oda.

After Yilin muttered to herself, she didn't bother to explain to Oda Mai.

No need.

After inspecting the complete structure of the sewers in Cangyang City, he once wondered whether the nest where the Leech Man's group of leeches lay their eggs would be in this sewage treatment station.

But when Yi Lin saw that the security guard at the door was alive and well, she basically ruled out this possibility.

The reason is simple.

This security guard who works here alone is the best "food" to attack.

Judging from the leech man's behavior tonight, he doesn't seem to have the good character of "a rabbit doesn't eat the grass beside its nest".

"You wait at the door, I'll go in and take a look myself."

Yi Lin looked back at Oda Mai and prepared to activate her skills to sneak in quietly.

"No need."

Oda Mai said something dull, then walked to the security booth with the knife in hand, raised her foot, kicked off her leather shoes, and kicked the door lock.

"Crash-"

The security guard just had time to wake up, but Mai Oda moved faster and cut the security guard's neck with a knife...

"alright."

Oda Mai seemed to have done a trivial thing, her face was calm, she walked in without any surprises, and walked out without any surprises.

Looking at the poor security guard who was frothing at the mouth and lying limply on the ground, Yilin silently gave Miss Mai Oda a thumbs up.

This method of infiltration can be considered straightforward and crude.

As long as no one else sees it, it's perfect stealth.

This isn't a secret place, to put it mildly, it's a place that even thieves don't care about. The monitoring equipment only covered some important areas. After Yilin cut off the power of the monitoring equipment in a familiar way, he and Mai Oda walked into the sewage treatment station in a swagger.

As for how the entrance is handled...

Click.

Oda Mai's long sword was sheathed.

Yi Lin rubbed the sore forehead.

He always felt that if things continued like this, Oda Mai would one day cut a hole in the world.

Twenty minutes later.

Yi Lin: "I'm fine."

Oda Mai: "That's it?"

She seemed very unhappy.

The prelude to the impromptu action made her blood boil, thinking that something big was about to happen.

Now the desire to kill people was suppressed, making Oda Mai's dissatisfaction written all over her face.

The night air is cold and humid.

Yi Lin and Oda Mai walked together, with a lot of night dew hanging on their hair.

"looks like it's going to rain."

Yi Lin looked up at the sky and felt that something was wrong with the weather these days.

After humans lose satellites, they can no longer accurately predict weather changes.

It all depends on experience.

Oda Mai silently put her hand on the knife handle.

"To be honest, at the end of this matter, I really don't want you to use the knife."

Yi Lin took a few steps back, but couldn't help but sigh and spoke her true words:

"Don't look at me like that. Because by then, it means the whole thing has escalated to the point where no one can stop it."

…

…

It's two o'clock in the morning.

When Yi Lin returned to the center of Cangyang City, Yuan Zhiye, Wang Bing and others all had solemn expressions.

Gu Tianqing had a fake smile on her face, sitting in her seat, wearing black gloves, making tea leisurely. A stark contrast to the nervousness of the others.

Without Yuan Zhiye opening his mouth, Yi Lin could roughly guess why.

"How many people have died?"

Yi Lin asked.

Yuan Zhiye smiled bitterly: "The eleven deceased people in front are already considered drizzle. So far tonight, there have been twenty-three victims who have been found."

In his words, he used a premise.

That is "the dead who can be found."

In other words, those who died at home before they were discovered because they lived alone were not included in the statistics.

In other words, the death toll is rising crazily at a terrifying rate.

The leech man... went crazy!

He is manipulating his army of leeches to hunt down ordinary people crazily throughout the entire city of Cangyang.

This city with a population of millions has become his hunting ground.

"Come, have a cup of tea."

Gu Tianqing did not panic, and made a cup of tea for everyone, and said with a smile: "If I were a leech, I should stop now. But, why?"

Yi Lin glanced at Gu Tianqing.

Others may not be able to appreciate the profound meaning in Gu Tianqing's words.

But Yi Lin understood it as soon as she heard it.

This is not some incoherence.

It's the "motivation" issue that Yi Lin was still pondering not long ago.

It stands to reason that even some paranoid apostles would follow a principle when killing people in reality.

That's low-key.

If there is another principle, it is safety.

The Special Group is like the official organization of the apostles in reality. Ordinary apostles will always be wary of the official power of the Special Group.

But this is where the weirdness of this case lies.

The series of cases caused by the Leech Man gave Yi Lin the feeling that he was using his own way to stir up trouble in the city, and was not afraid of causing trouble.

"call--"

Yi Lin took a long breath.

He finally understood why Zhao Yulong complained all day long in charge of such a big stall.

"Actually, I somewhat understand his thinking."

Seeing that the atmosphere seemed a bit heavy, Gu Tianqing smiled to liven up the atmosphere.

"You mean the leech man?"

Yi Lin glanced at Gu Tianqing.

"Yes," Gu Tianqing slowly took off his gloves, turned over his hands and took out a set of dark tarot cards, closed his eyes, gently rubbed the smooth back of the card, and said slowly: "Humans are such stupid creatures. Once human beings have power beyond their ability to bear, only tragedy will ensue.”

"There seems to be some ambiguity in what you say. The so-called strength varies from person to person. There is no saying whether it is within or outside the endurance range."

Yi Lin knew that Gu Tianqing was talking about special beings like "apostles", so she frowned and retorted.

"No," Gu Tianqing still closed her eyes, but stretched out a finger and lightly tapped her temple to indicate: "This is what I'm talking about. Human desires are endless. Throughout history, those so-called self-discipline, The 'strong man' who possesses morality is ultimately not strong enough because of his 'power'."

"..."

"And you seem to have misunderstood. What I mean by 'tragedy' does not refer to human tragedy. When the power possessed by human beings is strong enough, strong to a certain extent..." Gu Tianqing opened her eyes and met Yi Lin's. The eyes looked at each other, and there seemed to be an abyss hidden in those dark and deep pupils.

"Then it would be a tragedy for the world."

Except for Oda Wu and Yi Lin, everyone else only half understood Gu Tianqing's words.

After all, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't have a deep understanding of the "power" that Gu Tianqing talks about.

Yi Lin's expression turned solemn.

He is someone who has witnessed the end of the world with his own eyes.

To put it nicely, they are survivors.

But to put it harshly, he was a deserter who was lucky enough to survive in another timeline.

When human power is strong enough, it will be a tragedy for the world.

The atmosphere seemed a little heavy.

Oda Mai remained silent.

"Forget it, let's not talk about these things for now." Yi Lin subconsciously picked at the dead skin on his forehead, and Yuan Zhiye came back to his senses with one sentence: "Are you ready for the things I asked you to prepare?"

"Ready. I obtained permission overnight and entered the combat readiness material warehouse of the Armed Police Department to confirm that there are nearly one hundred tons in stock."

Yi Lin estimated the quantity and nodded: "That's enough."

Yuan Zhiye straightened his back. After knowing Yi Lin's plan, he knew the importance of this matter and did not dare to neglect it and confirm it himself.

But as soon as he straightened his back and yelled such a sentence, Yuan Zhiye's tone softened instantly, with deep worry in his eyebrows: "But is that thing useful? It stands to reason that it is effective against normal leeches, but these The murderous leeches have become sperm."

"As long as it's a leech, it will definitely be useful." Yi Lin said with certainty.

Gu Tianqing chuckled.

He understood.

The second half of Yi Lin's words was unclear.

——"If it doesn't work, it proves one thing. The murderous leech has mutated to the point where it is no longer a 'leech'."

"Also, I need to temporarily take over the command of the entire police force in Cangyang City. What procedures are required?"

"I guess... we can kill it first and tell the story later." When talking about this matter, Yuan Zhiye had a strange expression and said slowly, "Just an hour ago, the former Cangyang City Police Department Director Liao Jianbai's blood pressure soared because he was running all night to investigate the case, and he was admitted to the hospital due to hypertensive crisis. His life or death was uncertain."

"The responsibility for this matter now falls on the deputy director of Cangyang City." Although he knew it was not the time to laugh, Yuan Zhiye had the urge to laugh: "The person who was temporarily arrested not long ago The deputy director who was pushed to the front called me, crying and begging us to resolve this matter quickly, otherwise he will be finished. Well, finished in every sense of the word."

Ah this?

Yi Lin was stunned.

I never thought it could work like this.

This Liao Jianbai... was really ill at the right time.

Yi Lin didn't bother to point it out. In that case, he directly arranged the instructions and carried them out overnight.

The sleepy city of Cangyang began to get busy.

After arranging everything, Yi Lin tried to contact Zhao Yulong again.

grass!

Still blocked.

In desperation, Yi Lin could only contact Hu Sandao late at night and ask how to contact Zhao Yulong.

Hu Sandao replied quickly.

He didn't know where his death mark was, but he easily woke up Hu Sandao.

"He's in Parliament."

Hu Sandao's light reply made Yi Lin suddenly understand the reason why Zhao Yulong was so nervous.

…

…

capital.

late at night.

It's two o'clock in the morning sharp.

The Z5 council continues.

The process of the meeting is actually not complicated.

The big shots from each region propose documents that require a decision by the parliament, which are voted on by everyone.

It is worth mentioning that documents of varying degrees will be reviewed in advance by a specialized review department to assess the grade of the document before it appears in the Z5 parliamentary vote.

Each department, or some big shots, has different levels of voting rights.

The lower the file, almost every "big shot" who is eligible to participate can vote.

For example, policy reforms such as people's livelihood, scientific research, and teaching can easily be discussed and the results can be obtained.

When it comes to deeper content, such as the exceptions handled by the special group, these high-level documents will be left at the end before decisions are made.

The steps of the Z5 Council can be described as ancient and cumbersome.

When higher-level documents require decision-making, the people sitting in the outermost ring not only do not have the right to vote, they do not even have the right to know. At the designated link, the closed black iron wooden door is temporarily opened and they are asked to leave. The person who is qualified to continue the meeting is left to continue the meeting.

In other words, towards the end, there will be fewer and fewer people in the conference room.

"..."

"allow."

"..."

"pass."

"..."

"allow."

"..."

One decision after another, a quick vote.

The meeting has lasted for four hours so far.

At this point in the meeting, all participants other than those in the second seat have left.

There are only a few people left.

"You guys get out."

Zhao Yulong's face was as dark as water, and he said to the few newbies around him.

They are not qualified to observe the next content.

In the Six Divisions, other accompanying personnel also left the scene.

There were only twelve people left in the conference room.

"Finally we are the only ones left."

Su Xiaosu's father, Su Zhe, was the head of the Armed Police Department and the head of the Su family. He was a muscular man with a muscular body and a physique that was genetically similar to Su Xiaosu's.

Don't ask why a strong man with a height of 2.02 meters and fists as big as a casserole would have a bookish name.

It's all his father's fault.

Su Zhe casually loosened his tight tie, unbuttoned a few buttons, leaned back on the backrest, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Enter Chief.

Emperor Zhu Chong's face was as cold as ice, and he glanced around at the face of the head of the Sixth Division.

Finally it landed on Zhao Yulong, with a strange look flashing in his eyes.

In the past, when it came to these contents, even he was not qualified to stay until the end.

It is often the enemy who remains until the end.

Even Yu Meng left the table early.

That's the rule.

Since the establishment of the Z5 Council, no one has dared to disobey the iron law.

Perhaps the whole world knows that the five heads of the imperial families were once powerful ancient warriors.

It was them who made martial arts popular throughout the country.

But few people in the circle know.

All five of them are apostles.

Including Su Zhe, all of them.

That's why Su Zhe said: Finally, one of his own is left.

Apart from Su Zhe's light words, there was only the sound of slow breathing in the conference room.

The meeting has now come to an end.

Emperor Zhu Chong showed no expression on his face, showing his majesty.

The other old heads of the imperial family also sat upright on the chief seat, silently.

Emperor Zhu Chong looked at each other and tapped the wooden tabletop lightly, making a crisp sound.

After a few seconds.

"Now, we will reconsider Proposal No. D4516."

Gudong.

Zhao Yulong swallowed hard.

Adam's apple trembled slightly.

Everyone's eyes were turned towards him.

Zhao Yulong was not nervous.

In fact, with his thick skin, there is nothing to be nervous about.

After all, everyone present was actually acquaintances.

However, in this formal occasion, everyone tacitly pretended not to know each other well.

Is this really good?

He actually hesitated more than once.

Hesitant about the necessity of this proposal.

Is this really good?

This is not good.

But,

...No buts.

The facts are before our eyes.

"Once humans have power that cannot match their minds, tragedy can only happen."

This is what Yu Meng said.

She is right.

definitely is.

"Zhao Yulong."

A voice as loud as a bell resounded throughout the conference room.

The person speaking was Zhao Taiqian, his father.

Even if it is a father-son relationship, when they sit in different seats, they have different positions.

This is the Z5 Council.

Zhao Yulong was awakened by the powerful voice. After a moment of confusion, he began to speak:

"Regarding Proposal D4516, allow me to once again list some statistics compiled by our special group in previous years."

Everyone present has the qualifications of an apostle, and Zhao Yulong does not need to be secretive when speaking.

"In 2111, four mysterious towers appeared out of thin air and descended on the world. From that day on, mysterious beings called 'Apostles' began to appear in the world."

"Mo Rendi established a special group in 2112. In that year, 12 abnormal incidents occurred across the country, and 11 of them were successfully solved."

"In 2113, there were 32 abnormal events and 32 were successfully resolved."

"In 2114, there were 45 abnormal events and 42 were successfully resolved."

"In 2115, there were 102 abnormal events and 92 were successfully resolved."

"In 2116, there were 167 abnormal events and 142 were successfully resolved."

"2118..."

"2119..."

Zhao Yulong did not prepare a newsletter.

I didn’t secretly read the cheat sheet.

Every year, every abnormal event is recorded in detail in the files of the special group.

"2121, that is, last year."

Zhao Yulong's voice changed.

"Nationwide, the number of abnormal incidents is about to exceed four digits, reaching 897. There are currently 56 abnormal incidents, and suitable manpower cannot be arranged to solve them."

Zhao Yulong's expression was rare and serious. After reporting the total number of abnormal events that had occurred in the past ten years, he finally returned to the topic: "In the past ten years, due to the rapid growth in the number of apostles, the number of incidents has increased at an unstoppable rate. . The professionals in our team deduced that within two years at most, there will be a 'big event' that cannot be hidden from ordinary people."

"Speaking of which, the matter in Itai City was handled well."

Yu Liexin smiled and praised regardless of the serious atmosphere.

Zhao Yulong nodded in response.

"Since the special adviser 'GM' informed us of the conditions for the apostle's summons, we have promoted martial arts practice nationwide and made the simplified version of ancient martial arts public. We used the 'attribute tester' to screen out a large number of attributes that meet the requirements." The elites required by the summons are recruited into the special warfare section, and then a group of people are selected from the special operations section to enter the 'reserves'. As of yesterday, the number of reserve personnel has reached 1,783."

"But over the years, less than 100 people in the 'reserves' have become apostles through the 'natural call', joined the 'formal army' and have successfully survived until now." Zhao Yulong told an appalling statistic: "As we all know, power The total attributes of , agility, and spirit exceed 10 points. Although it is the minimum condition for a 'natural summons', the target of this summons is highly random."

“In this context, Deputy Team Leader Yu Meng proposed motion ‘D4516’.”

Having said this, Zhao Yulong lowered his head, making his expression unclear.

Yu Liexin's smile became even brighter and he cast encouraging glances at Zhao Yulong.

It seems to be saying: Say it, hurry up, keep saying it!

Li Kai squinted his eyes, frowned, and narrowed his eyes even deeper.

Emperor Zhu Chong still had that calm expression, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

Zhao Taiqian looked at his son, and then at Yu Liexin who had a pensive expression next to him, thoughtfully.

Ying Xia, the head of the Ying family, kept his eyes slightly closed from beginning to end, as if he was fast asleep.

After a full ten seconds of silence.

Zhao Yulong raised his head again.

There was a flash of struggle in his eyes.

But he still spoke out the contents of the proposal again.

“The motion proposes that the ‘apostle reserve’ be deprived of the apostle qualifications on the ‘list’ and replaced with them!”

When Zhao Yulong struggled to say these words, he breathed a long sigh of relief, as if a huge boulder had been removed from his heart.

The scene became quiet again.

"Emperors" have different ideas.

After a while, it was Yu Liexin who took the lead in breaking the silence.

"Hey, I agree!"

During the initial discussion, only five heads of imperial families were eligible to vote.

However, due to Ying Xia's "abstention" during the initial discussion, motion "D4516" entered the review process with the embarrassing situation of neither passing nor vetoing. According to the rules set by the Z5 Council from the time of its initial establishment, the votes of the heads of the six divisions will be added to the vote in the review.

Also added is the "Seventh Division", the special group.

But unlike the votes of the "Emperors", the decision-making power held by the Sixth Division and the Special Group is only equivalent to "half a vote".

In other words, the total number of votes cast in the reconsideration was "eight and a half."

No matter what, there will be no draw.

After voting in favor, Yu Liexin still smiled wildly and turned to look at Ying Xia.

"Lao Xia, are you still grinding and whining?"

When Ying Xia heard this, he, motionless as a mountain, finally opened his eyes.

"Yingshi, abstain."

After Ying Xia finished speaking, he closed his eyes again, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

"It's so boring."

Yu Liexin didn't expect Ying Xia's reaction to be so cold. He felt bored, smacked his lips, and sat down with his hands raised, waiting for the result.

"agree."

"Abstain."

"agree."

"..."

After the "emperors" made their own decisions, the heads of the Six Divisions also made their decisions one by one.

In fact, if you are intentional, it is not difficult to see from the results of the choice that the relationship between the Sixth Division and the five imperial families is extremely complicated if you think about it carefully.

"agree."

Emperor Zhu Chong smiled slightly.

"agree."

Li Kai sighed and changed his decision.

He got it.

This is the general trend.

This is a trend that the Li family cannot resist.

Zhao Taiqian remembered what Zhao Yulong said to him not long ago: "Father, times have changed. This is the general trend."

"The trend is general."

After Zhao Taiqian whispered four words, he slowly said two words: "Agree."

Inhuman power can only be controlled by one's own hands.

This is the general trend.

In ancient times, Confucianism used literature to disrupt the law, and chivalrous people used force to violate the prohibition.

Today, the apostles are causing chaos in the world with their strange power.

Everything is nothing more than choice.

The "lives" of the more than two thousand apostles on the mere list are not worth mentioning in the face of the overall situation.

This is the choice of "Emperors".

A choice made after fully weighing the future, situation, pros and cons.

"Have we finally reached this point?"

Zhao Yulong had already sat firmly.

After casting his yes vote, he no longer had the right to speak.

No.

In addition to Yingxia and its affiliated Department of Home Affairs, which abstained from voting on motion "D4516", Yu Meng's motion was passed almost unanimously.

It went incredibly smoothly.

At this point, everything was over, and the faces of the "emperors" were all calm, neither happy nor sad.

Emperor Zhu Chong coughed twice.

"Then, motion 'D4516', choose a date..."

suddenly.

Right now.

There was a faint commotion outside the black iron wooden door of the closed conference room.

Zhao Yulong's expression suddenly changed.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the two thick black iron wooden doors shook violently and were punched open...

Following a huge force and air flow, two black iron wooden doors with a fist mark dented into each one flew towards the five "emperors" who were aloft, whipping up a roaring wind.

"Who dares?"

A soft hum, after the loud noise, was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.