The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"Mr. Mayor, there are two more, please come over here!"

The security guard of the building smiled awkwardly and flatteringly, and guided the three of them to the small door on the side of the main entrance.

"I'm sorry, gentlemen, but the door to the tower cannot be opened during work. This is also a rule issued by the city hall."

Hearing this, both Mikael and Mei turned their attention to Michael.

"Uh...hehe...ahem!"

Seeing the city official's dark complexion, the security guard scratched his head guiltily, wondering if he had said something he shouldn't have said?

He immediately shook his head and thought no more, because the small door was already close at hand, and he began to enter the secret to open the door.

Mei took this opportunity to ask:

"So, why are the gates closed? When will the gates be opened?"

Michael grinned and instinctively wanted to defend himself, but after a slight struggle, he decided to tell the truth:

"To be precise, it is not the door that is closed, but all the entrances and exits of the building. This is to prevent workers who are at work from skipping work and sneaking back into the dormitory. If he wanders outside, he will soon be discovered by the patrolling military police, but if He sneaked back to the dormitory and was going to have to work hard."

Mei narrowed her eyes. She did not ask what kind of punishment those workers who skipped work would receive. Instead, she focused on another issue:

"But, the production area should be open 24 hours a day, right? Could it be that so many entrances and exits are only open during the few dozen minutes between shifts?"

"It's like this... If there are people who work overtime, they can use the overtime certificate to ask the security guard to open the small door for them to enter, just like we do now."

"Ding! Authentication successful!"

By chance, the security guard opened the door lock at this time, and the conversation between Mei and Michael had to end here.

"Um...three adults, do you need me to take you inside?"

He ran up to Michael and asked flatteringly.

"No, you can go back to your post."

Although regarding the issue of the opening of entrances and exits, even if the security guard did not mention it, Michael would have stated it to Mei and Mikael himself, but in any case, it was his own business. If the security guard had crossed the line, he would naturally not Have a good look.

The security guard let out an exaggerated lament, shook his head and left, not knowing what he had done wrong.

Michael cleared his throat and stood in front of Mikael and Mei, "Next, let me lead the way for you two. After all, I am also half the designer of this tower, and I don't know much about its structure. It will be worse than...yikes!”

The wind just poured in in the direction of the open door, so a few people didn't notice anything unusual. But when Michael walked to the small door, the wind gradually subsided, and the mixed smell of rotten materials could not be concealed after all.

"Ugh! Cough cough cough!"

The smell was indescribable. If I had to make an analogy, it could only be said that it was very similar to the smell emitted from a large garbage dump. This made several people wonder if they had gone to the wrong place. Is this really a residential area?

Michael stepped into the door, and with a click, he felt that he had stepped on something. At the same time, half of his pants became wet.

I lowered my head and used a flashlight to shine. It turned out to be a half-drunk cup of instant milk tea...

Mikael followed closely, holding his nose and entering. Because it was night, the lights in the tower were dim. Only the dim fluorescent lights in the corridor farther away gave off a negligible light. For a while, he couldn't see his feet clearly.

Of course, this was not a problem for Mikael. He just snapped his fingers and what he saw became slightly brighter.

As a result, the chaos in the entire aisle behind the door was clearly visible - the trash cans on both sides of the aisle were already piled full, and the scattered garbage in the trash bins towered into full hills that could no longer be full.

There was nowhere to throw the excess garbage. Some were tied up in bags and placed under the trash cans, while others were scattered like flowers.

For example, the half-drunk instant milk tea is not an exception. Instant milk tea and coffee, broth from cans, beer, or simple mineral water are everywhere, leaving puddles on the ground. Different textures.

Hearing people's voices and feeling the sudden light, two kittens with fried fur poked their heads out of the garbage, their green eyes particularly bright in the darkness.

After confirming their eyes, the two kittens "meowed" and ran away quickly, but the "shusha" sound in the garbage pile did not stop. On the contrary, it became more intense. It was probably the mice and cockroaches that were also frightened, and they were in the garbage. Let's dig into the pile.

The boots were sticky on the ground, making an annoying sound with every step he took. Mikael frowned, but these were still minor details, and he still found them bearable.

After all, that tower a few years ago was not as simple as being dirty and messy...

As soon as he closed his eyes, the sight of two or three dead soldiers sitting in front of a human corpse, feasting on the meat that had just been dug out of the corpse, came to mind.

Taking this as the lower limit, even if he sees something again, Mikael feels that it is acceptable...

"boom!"

"Open the door!!!"

"Dong dong dong!"

"Get out of here, everyone!"

"Can't you hear it? Get out!!!"

"Old Zi Shu Daoshan! Three, two, one! Damn it, come on!"

"boom!"

There was a violent explosion, like a TNT directional blast, followed by the heartbreaking cries of children and women——

"Don't touch me! He's not here! He's not here! He went out to work! I must pay you back! I must pay you back! You wait until he comes back...ahhh! Don't touch him! Ahhhh!"

Amidst the woman's desperate shouts, a black shadow fell rapidly from the hollow floor.

"puff--"

Bones and flesh collided with the ground, making a dull sound, and blood spattered all over Mikael's body.

He dazedly wiped the blood from his eyes and opened his eyes. What was in front of him was a blurry pile of minced flesh, but judging from the size of the pile of flesh and blood, he should only be a child of two or three years old.

He stared at the pool of flesh and blood and silently took a step back. In his ears, both the woman's cry and the man's rough curse disappeared.

After finally coming back to consciousness, I saw another huge black shadow above my head, but I could already see the outline of a person, accompanied by a woman's sharp shout...

Mikael hurriedly stepped forward, but he was in a trance and did not catch it.

"puff!"

Blood splashed all over Mikael again. He tried to wipe away the blood and minced meat in front of his eyes with his hands, but he couldn't open his eyes no matter how much he wiped them. The blood seeped in backward along the gap of the eyelids, and also caused damage to the retina. A tingling sensation like needles.

A fire ignited from the bottom of his heart, and something deep in his body kept attacking Mikael's mind. When he found that he couldn't open his eyes, he simply dug out his two eyeballs and threw them on the ground. , and then used power to reconstruct a pair of eyes.

Now I can finally see clearly.

Michael on his left wanted to say something, but he had already stepped into the space rift first.

Mikael's figure appeared at the door of the wide-open dormitory without making a sound. The men who were rummaging through boxes and cabinets did not notice that there was another person behind them.

【053N017】

Mikael looked up at the door sign again. Yes, this is indeed a dormitory. But according to what this group of people said and the current situation, there should be a family of three living here.

According to what Michael said was the "original intention of the design," those with families should be allocated to two-bedroom apartments on the east and west sides of the tower instead of dormitories. Of course, this can be explained. For example, there are not enough two-bedroom apartments and it is difficult to adjust rooms, so their family of three is forced to live in a four-person dormitory.

But compared to why this family of three was assigned to the dormitory, what Mikael wanted to know more was who were these people who were rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the house?

"Damn it! You really don't want anything. How dare you tell us that you will pay us back next time?"

"What a shame. If I had known earlier, I should have stopped that bitch. Anyway, the bitch said that she could use her own wife to pay off the debt."

"Let's forget about those black and thin ribs. Get that money back, and each of us can go to the East and West Districts to have fun... Hey, who the hell are you... Ah, ah, ah, sir, yes What orders?"

The leading man cursed and turned around, finally finding Mikael who had been standing at the door.

He instinctively wanted to curse, but when he saw what Mikael was wearing, he instantly became respectful.

Although there is no conspicuous logo and the material of the clothes cannot be understood, in this era, being able to wear a well-fitting formal suit is a symbol of identity and status.

But he didn't dare to look at it for too long, for fear that this "adult" who didn't know when he would appear would be angry, so he could only lower his head respectfully and stare at his toes. His three younger brothers also followed suit.

It's just that the respectful gesture is enough, but when it comes to fear, it's not much.

Perhaps in their understanding, everything they did was within the scope of the rules. Even if the military and police came, they would have something to say - "Look, sir, this woman jumped off the building by herself with her child in her arms. She has nothing to do with us." It’s a relationship!”

Of course, under normal circumstances, military police will not enter the tower unless there are deserters.

"snort……"

Mikael snorted from his nostrils and looked at the four people in front of him coldly.

The four of them wore tattered and wide orange short-sleeved shirts. The areas around their chests, collars and cuffs were reflective strips that had been stained by oil and were blurred. This is probably a kind of work clothes, and Mikael can figure out the purpose of the orange color and the reflective strips - if the person wearing this clothes is skipping work, the orange color will be very conspicuous during the day, and the reflective strips will be very conspicuous at night. You can quickly grasp its whereabouts and capture it.

In addition to the work clothes on their upper bodies, their lower bodies are also very uniform. Everyone wears a pair of pants full of holes, some are triangular, some are boxer shorts, and they wear rubber sandals on their feet, as if they had just jumped out of bed. Same.

The messy hair exploded in bunches, and the hair strands became bent because they were too greasy. Of course, they might also be naturally curly.

The ear shells were filled with earwax that looked like fine gravel, and the faces of the four people, except for a few folds on their foreheads, two circles around their eyes, two circles around their nostrils, and a circle around their mouths, were also glowing with a dark and greasy light.

As for the deeply sunken eye sockets and cheeks, as well as the withered and slender limbs, they all showed the weakness of several people. Considering that they called that woman "Pai Gu" earlier, they themselves might not be much better. Of course, that woman came out of pure hunger. As long as you notice the dense pinholes on their limbs, the reason for their weakness will be self-explanatory for these guys in front of you.

Just rummaging through boxes, which was not a particularly intense exercise, could make these people sweat all over. It seemed that their necks and chests were covered with a layer of oil film, not to mention the junction between their bodies and clothes. Under the friction of the rough cloth, there were already dirt crawling like small insects, which was disgusting.

Mikael walked into the room silently, and was greeted by a rotten and damp smell. In addition, the onion-like breath that spewed out of the mouths and noses of the four men when they kept breathing made Mikael feel top-heavy and unreal.

He tried his best to suppress his anger, making his voice sound calm, and lowered his head slightly to cover up his murderous eyes.

Let them live for two more minutes. Although he could directly use the power of knowledge to get all the answers, he still wanted to get the answers from these people themselves.

"Well, why are you still here? Unless there is something special tonight, everyone has to work overtime, do you know?"

It should be night shift now, and according to Michael, the production volume for the next 100 days should be completed in advance tonight, so most people should work overtime. For example, it is understandable that the woman who jumped off the building just now took leave to take care of her children, but what about these guys?

Michael walked past them, and when they heard that he did not question the mother and son at the first time, the four people were obviously relieved.

When they heard that he was questioning about work, they were completely relieved. The leader grinned, revealing a mouthful of half-black, half-yellow, and twisted teeth, and said:

"We are all five-star good citizens. Although we don't go to work, we have all paid the corresponding exemption money! If you don't believe me, you can check our records in the system. We have never missed paying, or you can go to our place with us, where we have written proof of our payment of exemption money. Because of this overtime, we paid one cent more!"

"Oh? Really never less?"

"Yes, uh, of course, we didn't pay real money, but all kinds of food coupons, and supplies, etc., we paid according to the conversion rate given above! There is absolutely no falsehood!"

"So that's it..."

Mikael walked to the bed in the dormitory. The bed was a standard bunk bed. There were three people in the family, and the children were still young, so the two upper bunks were empty.

On one side of the empty bed were various luggage, and on the other side were damp clothes that could not be removed after drying in the shade because there was no sunlight.

Let alone clothes, Mikael grabbed a handful of the burnt yellow white sheets, which were wet and greasy. He turned over the thin summer quilt and found puddles of liquid residue on the bed, just like the dirty floor in the corridor.

On the other side were wardrobes and tables. There were four tables in total, and a computer was placed on the one closest to the outer door.

In front of the second table inside was a small bed for a child. The sheets were clean. Mikael picked it up and smelled it. There was also the unique fragrance of the child, which seemed out of place in front of the various irritating smells in the whole room.

The table further in was filled with the residue of various instant foods, cans, instant noodle tubes, and the most were compressed biscuit bags. Most of them were packed in garbage bags with a small bow tied on the top, and a few were directly spread on the table. The soup in the cans and instant noodles was still there, and thick cigarette ash was floating in them.

The table at the back, near the toilet, was similar to the previous one, except that the cans, bucket noodles, and mineral water bottles on this table were filled with cigarette butts.

Pushing open the balcony door, a musty smell mixed with stench and fishy smell came together. Even though Mikael was mentally prepared and had been baptized many times, the muscles in his cheeks twitched twice, and then he stopped breathing temporarily.

The washbasin was already covered with fungi, the toilet was full of yellow dirt left by urine, and the trash can was stuffed with two bloody sanitary napkins, simple and simple.

Mikael turned around, and the four people were scratching their heads, scratching their backs, picking their feet, and scratching their butts. When they saw Mikael coming back, they hurriedly returned to a respectful demeanor.

But the one who was picking his feet couldn't help but smell his hands.

"Come on, didn't you say you were going to take me to your place?"

"Okay, okay, please come this way!"

…………

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

Suddenly attacked, in the darkness, Levi could tell that the attack came from the left side of his waist. Severe pain instantly ran through his body, all his organs suddenly contracted inward, and his breathing almost stopped at this moment.

He twisted his body violently, but his hands and feet were tied together, and he couldn't even roll on the ground.

"How is it? How does it feel? This is the location of the kidney... Do you have kidney stones? If so, you should be glad that it is most likely broken now."

"Cough cough cough!"

Levi's face was twisted in pain, and he could only cough and couldn't speak at all.

"Okay, if you don't want to be beaten again, just tell me the truth. I can't guarantee that your kidneys will be intact next time."

"Ahem! Then ask!"

"Yeah! Uh-huh! Very sensible, actually I just want to hear you say this line. Okay, okay, no more jokes, then tell me, where does Michael want to take the First Herrscher and Mei to?"

Levi's breathing stagnated for two or three seconds, and then he whispered:

"I don't know what you are talking about. What does this have to do with the First Herrscher and Dr. Mei!"

"Yeah... What a perfect answer, are you ready?"

"What are you getting ready for...hiss!!!"

This time, it was the right kidney that was hit. Levi took a sharp breath and his whole body went straight.

"I am also a member of the coalition government. You... abused lynching... to me..."

"What? Are you a member of the coalition government? You are just a small staff member, and you are not a formal employee of the coalition government. You only have a personal employment relationship with Michael. Please clarify."

"Then I am also...a citizen of Earth. I have the most basic human rights!"

"laugh!"

This time, Royger just smiled and didn't even bother to refute.

"Ding dong!"

The ringtone of the mobile phone echoed continuously in the closed office, and the light of the screen became the only light in this darkness.

"Oh? I see... Haha, I'm sorry, Levi, you are no longer useful."

"Impossible! The only possible leaker has not been..."

Before Levi could figure out what was going on, he heard the sound of "ssssssssssssss" coming from behind him.

Is it... a plastic bag?

"Well, I'm sorry. At the end of your life, please go to the bottom of the sea for a walk."

Before Levi had time to protest, his head was covered with a plastic bag, and his neck was restrained by a thick rubber band. Just when he wanted to open his mouth to breathe air, his mouth and nostrils were filled with plastic, and his lungs greedily demanded It was breathing air, but there was no such thing to be found anywhere. The brain expanded rapidly, as if it was about to explode, and the thin body was like a fish out of water, still flopping around despite being restrained.

Royger took two steps back, as if he was afraid that the fish would splash seawater on his expensive tuxedo. He ignored Levi's struggle and stared at the screen of his phone until the three-minute timer expired and Levi's struggle gradually stopped. .

After another three minutes, he checked Levi's pulse, confirmed that he was completely dead, and then walked out of the room.

The staff had been waiting for him at the door for a long time, and he asked immediately:

"Did the driver confess?"

"No."

Royger shook his head, "Forget it, I already know what happened. Go ahead and send the driver to the bottom of the sea."

After the staff responded, they walked into the room on the side, while Royger stroked his beard, walked to the door of the room where a group of city officials were having a party, and kicked the door open.

"Gentlemen! If you keep playing, you will all die."