The Monster I Was Redeemed

Zhu Lan's countermeasures were still the same. If he was discovered, he would change his identity and live in another place.

It's not that she has negative thoughts, but that when they face Hai Xin Hui, they are not even qualified to fight and can only run for their lives.

It is difficult for one's own side to gather two or three combatants. The opponent's fusion warriors are in large numbers. With such a huge disparity in combat power, who can take the lead?

Dewey looked at Zhu Lan and put on an expression that was indeed true.

"Can you help me add a spot?"

Dewey picked up the tongs and began to flip the barbecue.

"Add another place?"

It took Zhu Lan a while to realize that Dewey was taking his girlfriend with him: "Have you told your girlfriend about us? Are you serious?"

Zhu Lan originally thought that Dewey and his girlfriend were just having a fun relationship together and would break up soon.

But judging from his current attitude, this is serious.

Dewey sighed: "Well, I didn't want to tell her my true identity, but when the Hermit came to find me, I happened to be walking home from get off work with her.

I neither have the ability to tamper with memories, nor can I directly kill people..."

Zhu Lan opened her mouth and tightened her front teeth, with a look of disgust on her face: "Don't tell me that when you faced the hermit, you came to the rescue as a hero.

Wait for the hermit to leave you and send people home, and then the lonely man and the widow will make firewood and get out of bed. "

Dewey scratched his head: "Although there are some differences in details... but that's roughly it."

This is really the case!

Zhu Lan couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

But it was a matter of mutual consent, and it was hard for her to say anything.

Making love is a matter of making love, but it's another matter when it comes to forging identities.

“I don’t even tell you how hard the Asian Federation has cracked down on counterfeiting of citizen cards, but you also know how expensive it is to forge a false identity that can hide from ordinary inspections.”

Zhu Lan put away her disdain and her expression became serious: "Are you sure you want to let someone spend the rest of your life in exile with you because of your impulse?"

Dewey seemed helpless: "I don't want to, but she already knows about us. After our whereabouts are exposed, even if we don't take her away, she will be found by the people from Haixin Society.

As a former combatant, I know very well what methods they will use to dig out information from the minds of ordinary people. They will either die or be disabled afterwards. If you follow us, you will at least have a way to survive. "

Zhu Lan looked at Dewey with a strange expression: "Why didn't I see that you still have such a side before?"

“In the past, I didn’t even have much contact with ordinary people’s society, let alone working in a company to make money like I do now.

And you also said that was before. After so many years, something has to change, right? "

Dewey picked up a piece of grilled ribs, cut it into small pieces with scissors, and put it on Zhu Lan's plate.

Zhu Lan snorted disdainfully: "The front leg is still saying that it is impossible to treat Weird as a human being, and the back leg is telling me to change. You really have double standards."

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault. Sister Lan eats meat."

Dewey grilled the fish fillets quickly, his mouth full of flattery.

After spending so many years in human society, he has learned a lot.

Zhu Lan wanted to refuse, but seeing that this man, who usually had very low requirements and rarely asked for help, had gone to such an extent, a trace of hesitation inevitably arose in his heart.

In the past, people like them would never care about the life or death of an ordinary person.

That woman was dead. Even before Hai Xinhui arrived, she might have been killed to prevent the news from leaking.

But human hearts are made of flesh, and after living in human society for so many years, they have long regarded themselves as one of them.

In addition, they are not capitalists, so it is difficult to use ordinary people as renewable consumables like before.

"Okay, don't bake so much. I'll go to the supermarket with me later. With such a big event happening, it's time to hold a simple online meeting to discuss the next steps."

Looking at the pile of baking paper, Zhu Lan stopped Dewey from continuing to pinch meat.

She didn't say whether she was willing to help, but the fact that she didn't explicitly deny it meant that it was very likely.

A smile appeared on Dewey's face: "No problem, you can just ask online. Maybe other people have similar ideas to me."

"When you have an idea, hurry up and make money. Although we still have some savings, we can't just sit there and have nothing. Every time we forge a false identity, it's a big bloodletting."

Zhu Lan picked up a piece of salmon, dipped it in some mustard and put it in his mouth. While eating, he said, "If any of us are in a similar situation to you, I can help.

But in the future, you must find ways to make up for the money you spent on applying for fake identities. You can keep the money others earn using fake identities, but you can’t. "

"No problem. When I was still in the field team, I participated in many operations, and I would more or less collect something from the mission targets."

Dewey's tone had a hint of regret: "It's a pity that I didn't care about money at all at that time. I just thought it was interesting and symbolically took something from the vault and safe."

Zhu Lan suddenly became interested, but he did not stop stuffing things into his mouth: "Does this mean you still have a lot of private money?"

Haixin Society is not a charitable organization.

The first thing to do after wiping out the enemy is, of course, to ransack the house.

At that time, most of the combat teams of Haixinhui attacked small organizations with strange powers, and behind each organization there was a corresponding financial backer.

Some are warlords and some are plutocrats.

The weirdos of small organizations are mostly ordinary people who obtain weird objects by chance and happen to have weirdly adapted physiques themselves.

They don't have much pursuits. Most of them live their lives taking happiness one day at a time.

If you want to be happy, you have to be rich, so naturally you hit it off with those warlords and chaebols.

Even though what Dewey said was just for fun, could the things in the treasury of the plutocrats and warlords be worthless?

Even if I carry two gold bars in one operation, there must be dozens of them by now.

At that time, in addition to using the curse to absorb cannon fodder, the Haixin Society may not have had the mentality of killing pigs and eating meat.

There is no shortage of money in countermeasures and special bureaus. They cherish the combat power of their subordinates more than wealth in order to maintain their dominance.

However, Hai Xin Hui, who possesses the curse, lacks everything except the most critical improvement of fusion warrior technology and combat personnel.

Without the support of the political system, Haixinhui can only rely on itself to slowly make money. If it is crazy and poor, it will naturally focus on those warlords.

Every time an organization is eliminated, Haixinhui will stand a little more stable.

But Hai Xinhui is not stupid, and he still understands the principle of cooking a cunning rabbit to the death of a lackey.

Therefore, in the past ten years, we have adopted the policy of cutting leeks and taking the path of sustainable development.

The research and development costs for things related to weirdness are too high. For example, the cost of the special synthetic enzyme gummies that Gao Bin eats is several times the same volume of gold.

Remember, it’s the volume, not the weight. This alone is enough to give you a glimpse of how outrageous the cost of weird technology is.

Under normal circumstances, only when a certain force becomes fattened or fusion warriors appear, Haixinhui will take the initiative to impose sanctions.

This is how Gith was captured to the Sea Heart Society.

Hai Xinhui is very greedy for this macho man who can use the most primitive method with the greatest side effects to become a fusion warrior.

Fusion warriors promoted through this method have a short lifespan, but you can't ignore their combat effectiveness!

Zhu Lan asked curiously, as if meeting Dewey for the first time: "You were kicked out of the field force because you were too greedy, right?"

"That's not true."

Dewey waved his hand: "Mainly because I am too greedy."

This answer may seem outrageous, but it makes perfect sense.

Everyone is taking advantage of special events to make money, so your lack of desire will inevitably make some people unhappy.

Although Zhu Lan is a researcher, he has also heard about the style of field work.

After all, Hai Xinhui's desire for money and resources is obvious to everyone, and members of the organization will inevitably be affected.

She picked up a piece of sushi and stuffed it into her mouth: "Don't mention the bad things in the organization, where did you hide the money? How much is it roughly?"

Since Dewey mentioned this matter at this time, it must be that the money collected was not placed in the dormitory inside Haixinhui.

"I don't know exactly how much those things are worth. The main reason is that every time I come back, I bring some gold bars, pearls, gems, etc. They won't be able to fit them in the dormitory for a long time, and occasionally they will be confiscated if they are discovered.

So most of us will find someone outside to help us keep this wealth. "

Zhu Lan lost most of his interest after hearing this: "Are you sure that person is reliable? Aren't you worried that Hai Xin will wait for us to withdraw the money and then catch them all?"

Dewey was not worried at all: "Don't worry, I didn't find someone to take care of it like they did. Instead, every time I went out to perform a mission, I took some of it out and found a place to dig a hole and bury it.

I'm recording the specific coordinates in my mind. In my next role, I will try to find a job that allows me to travel abroad frequently and recover the buried gold bars along the way.

I can leave all this money to you, and as for the others..."

Dewey had thought things through long before he came.

With this money as a bargaining chip, it is easy to prepare a false identity for a person.

The difficulty of the problem is not Zhu Lan.

A guy who can even treat weird people as human beings can't possibly be very harsh on humans, right?

The main problem is how to convince other members to allow their girlfriends to join the team.

Every additional person in the escape team increases the risk of exposure.

Not to mention that she is still an ordinary person who has just learned about the strange world, a pure breakthrough.

At this time, Zhu Lan, the nominal leader, is needed to persuade other members.

"I will help you with the others. We are all like this. Do we still care if there is one more person or one less person?"

Zhu Lan knew what Dewey was worried about: "Don't worry, we don't contact each other normally, so there is no problem of leaking secrets. With our contact information, half of the people will die without knowing it, so there is nothing to worry about."

"Your words of comfort are so thoughtful..."

"Without further ado, would you like to go back with me now, or leave after eating?"

Zhu Lan asked as she picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth.

Dewey looked down at the barbecue paper. Not a single piece of meat was left, including the sushi on the plate.

You've finished eating and you ask me if I want more?

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