Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rende watched with relish, the people inside seemed to be immortal.

The bullets hit them, but they couldn't spatter any blood, they just screamed a few times in pain.

It seems that this is the benefit that the demon gave these administrators... I am afraid that in this world, no one can hurt them.

After more than half an hour, the meeting room stopped.

More than a dozen participants were out of breath and in pain.

"Okay, have you vented enough? If not, I'll give you another ten minutes. If the pistols are not strong enough, I will bring in a batch of bazookas next time." Zhang Conglin knocked on the table.

In the shootout just now, he didn't participate in it, but just watched with cold eyes.

No one dared to shoot him.

Wen Rende knew that this guy must have a higher status.

Possess the power to distribute?

"Captain Zhang, I'm sorry." The woman who just looked in the mirror bowed her head and apologized.

"I'm sorry, Team Zhang."

"The pressure is a bit high, Team Zhang is sorry."

Everyone apologized.

"Okay, I know that everyone is under a lot of pressure, walking on thin ice every day, and one day they will become cannon fodder because of performance problems." After Zhang Conglin scolded, he said in relief.

Everyone looked a little ashamed.

Seeing this, Wen Rende suddenly understood that what Han Xu said was wrong.

These people didn't enjoy it, and actually knew their final fate.

As long as there are better people to replace them, they will soon be reduced to cannon fodder.

Demons don't care about human feelings, let alone be bound by the business rules of human society.

If you don't do it well, you have no value, and if you don't have value, you will die.

Like in human society, when you save enough money to retire and enjoy yourself, or work for a few years, your fighting spirit will fade, and you will be cheated and cheated to poach the corner of the company, which never exists here.

At this time, in the meeting room, someone sighed again: "Why can't God be more considerate of us? Give us a little more hope, so that we can live like ordinary people?"

"Since you have gained supernatural power, stop thinking about ordinary people's way of life." Someone said helplessly.

"No, I remember reading a diary of aliens. Although they have mysterious power, they can still enjoy the life of ordinary people, leisurely. How can they fight like us? Last week, Lao Wu didn't Handle it well, if the performance is not up to standard, he will be punished as a trick, and then die, it is not as good as Han Xu's current fate."

"Yeah, too much pressure, it works very well for a while, but in the long run, it will only make us insane, do bad things, and make mistakes." Someone complained.

"We are people, not machines."

Everyone started to complain again.

They are not stupid. They may not understand what Han Xu can see at first, but they will understand when they see the fate of their companions.

That demon doesn't need any long-term collaborators at all, as long as their value is squeezed out, it will replace a new batch of people.

The management of the main world is often changed every four years, let alone them?

It's just that the main world has been replaced, and he can still live in peace.

But here, there is no such good thing.

"Team Zhang, you should tell God that if you want more business output, you can't put such a lot of pressure on us. If we administrators don't end well, latecomers will only think about how to use their authority to escape, not Run this world with your heart, just like that rich second-generation Han Xu." At the end of the complaint, someone mustered up the courage to propose.

Zhang Conglin didn't say anything. What these people said was right and reasonable.

But this suggestion is actually to use him as cannon fodder.

That demon will most likely agree to this condition, but the person who threatens it with these words will surely die!

A bunch of jerks.

If he knew that a few months ago, he shouldn't have come to rescue these bastards!

Sure enough, they are all selfish and refined people.

Zhang Conglin thought this way, but said in his mouth: "God is wise, this is just a small test He gave us, as long as we persevere, we will get better in the future."

He didn't allow everyone to discuss, and continued:

"Okay, that's the end of the meeting. The distribution plan will still be handled according to the previous rules. Everyone should work hard and try to make a few good films that shock the world. I heard that there is a historical war film that will start shooting recently, and everyone should pay attention to it. "

"If the filming is good enough, if God is happy, he will naturally relax our pressure."

"Okay, Team Zhang."

"yes."

"Understood."

Everyone cheered up and responded one after another.

When Wen Rende heard this, he didn't take it seriously at first, but then he was so shocked that he almost couldn't stand on the tree.

What, want to make a historical war film?

How many people will die then?

In war movies, there are thousands or hundreds of deaths, hundreds of thousands or even millions, tens of millions are possible!

These people are becoming more and more vicious and unscrupulous.

In order to satisfy that devil's appetite, they used to just play detective movies and die a few tricks, dozens of people at most.

Now they don't think it's shocking enough to help them ask God, so they start making war movies.

Historical war films are real enough to allow people to completely immerse themselves in the tragic scenes of war.

All kinds of emotions, fear, joy, anger, love, grief, etc., can be sublimated in war... This is what some writers and artists say.

They must be stopped.

This was Wen Rende's first thought.

…………

In the verdant forest, Wen Rensheng received a message from Wen Rende.

"Historical war movie?" Wen Rensheng asked in confusion.

"Oh, I seem to have heard a little bit. Someone came to find an old man just now..." Han Xu who was next to him suddenly said.

He recounted that an old man with a mole he just met was invited to play the emperor, but the old man asked for reasonable conditions for security, but the other party refused.

The old man clashed with the inviter, and killed the inviter, the Wang Dao, with the last slap.

"It seems that someone other than us has entered here. He is trying to test how deep the water is." Wen Rensheng said thoughtfully.

Ouyang Tian was also present at the incident that Han Xu said, so he had no reason to lie.

After everyone listened, they chattered and started gossiping.

"Who is this old man?"

"He claims to have been an emperor. Among the aliens, is there a guy who was born as an emperor?"

"How old is that? The last emperor was two hundred years ago."

"Well, there is indeed such a person, but it is the confidential file of the inspectorate. I can't tell you the details now." Wen Rensheng stopped everyone's gossip.

When Han Xu heard this, he suddenly regretted it very much.

He may have missed a great opportunity.

If he had been able to be respectful and sincere to the old man like the idiot hero in the TV series, he might have triggered the rare plot of passing on skills.

The old man will have conflicts with those people later, and will be seriously injured. After being seriously injured, he will choose to pass the alien species to him...

What a good script, it came to an abrupt end because of his cleverness.

No wonder a fool can be the protagonist.

Han Xu was extremely regretful.

"The matter of the war movie should be reported first, so that the inspectorate can pay close attention to the population changes. What we have to do now is to find a way to evacuate and stay invincible,"

Wen Rensheng continued,

"According to the results of my father's reconnaissance, the administrator has some kind of mysterious power and is not afraid of being shot. It may be difficult to subdue it with my cousin and my father alone. Mr. Wu, you go to support the two of them."

A fierce tiger nodded and attacked quietly.

…………

Wen Rende stared at one of the most inconspicuous administrators, followed him out of the conference room, then out of the wooden building and got into a car.

He immediately tried to predict and deduce where the other party would go next.

In fact, it’s okay not to predict, just follow along.

He just tried his own skills and verified what actually happened.

Before outside, there was no way to predict what has happened and what will happen in this world.

But now after entering with the help of a puppet, he found that prophecy here is very simple.

Although it is not as easy as pinching your fingers, it is not difficult.

There are only three pictures of where the other party is going.

The most likely place is a road construction site outside the town...