Mu Feng had actually gone astray.

The position given to him by the company is a reviewer, which not only reviews the various magical props produced by the company, and under normal circumstances, the core of all Mu Feng's behavior should revolve around this.

The live broadcast room and video account the system created for him exists for this purpose. By attracting attention on social media, evaluating props, and then steadily and slowly transforming the world.

And the evaluation of some powerful products will be placed in the subsidiary evaluation world such as One Piece, step by step, and finally complete the great cause of transforming the world.

But Mu Fengda did not follow the normal planned path from the beginning.

He directly captures the core of the company's interests - changing the world, rather than attracting attention, gaining attention, and being a clown on social media with the power to change the world.

The strong change the world with their own will and thinking, rather than indirectly changing the world by influencing others.

Now that he has found the core of the problem, of course he will not do unnecessary things. So although he is still carrying the status of a reviewer, what he does is far from this position.

But this is not bad, even in the systematic narrative, employees who focus on key points are more likely to be loved by the company.

Easier to go to higher levels!

"Then this thing... can it really achieve what I want?"

Mu Feng played with a transparent ghost-like key in his hand and blinked, a little playful.

"The company will never sell things with hidden defects." The system said calmly

"We have discussed back and forth many times about this C+-level causal manipulation, and the final answer you got is very close to the limit of this permission operation."

"It looks like... this causal manipulation is more powerful than I thought."

Mu Feng chuckled and put away the keys, and looked at the airplane model on the table in front of him.

One day, an orphan who looks exactly like Mu Feng and has the same name, a two-year PhD graduate from MIT, is an orphan. Taking the returning class to prepare to return to China, in fact, he is preparing to play the role of a traitor.

And just today, a person like this 'Mu Feng' got on the same flight, and by coincidence, the plane crashed, the future traitor died, and another Mu Feng got his full identity.

The above is the result of Mu Feng's manipulation of the C+-level causality.

Taking the plane crash as the 'effect' and the falling of engine parts as the 'cause', and the last 'detail' is to create a perfect tool man character that Mu Feng thinks.

After deciding the 0 and 1 of the beginning and the end, the authority of causal manipulation slowly adjusted the details in the middle, and what he got was this 'tool man' that was so perfect that Mu Feng felt false

"Is this person 'created' by the company again, or did you use your ability to tamper with cognition to fabricate a non-existent person out of thin air?"

In the face of Mu Feng's questioning, the system remained silent as always, but Mu Feng smiled disapprovingly.

Whether it is an illusory phantom or a tool man made purely for ease of use has little to do with the current Mu Feng. All he had to do was know that it would be a good vest.

"According to the process of normal science fiction, this identity should go through starting a company, selling products, playing games with big companies, winning at risk, unlocking technology, challenging Eagle sauce, and finally reaching the top of the world step by step."

Mu Feng picked up the plane on the table, took off up and down in the air, and squinted.

"But I'm not going to go down that road again, it's a waste of time. Starting a high-tech company or something, the start is too low."

Li Mingqing's identity and account have not been abolished yet, but they can still be used to promote the company that Mu Feng envisioned to change the world on the bright side.

And as Mu Feng said, if he follows the steps honestly, he may need to spend years as a unit to complete his goals.

This is obviously unacceptable to her. It would be better to waste such a long time doing other things.

He needs an 'advertising', an 'advertising' that can instantly boost the company's reputation and attract the most attention - quickly gain fame and capital, and reach the sky in one step

So what kind of advertisement is the easiest to attract attention and the easiest to reach the sky in one step?

This is a technology company, and it is obviously impossible to spread things like ghost videos in the form of memes. At the same time, it should reflect the technology, the best, and the strength of the company.

Then, there is only one answer.

"In this world, there is only war propaganda, which is the most intuitive and the most irresistible to the target group."

Mu Feng put down the airplane model in his hand, grabbed two more soldiers and chess pieces, and said lightly.

"Of course, I can't sell arms, and I don't have the ability to build an arms empire like One Piece in this world. Then, just work hard in the other direction."

Security companies, or in other words, mercenaries.

Although this profession sounds like the result of nonsense in the novel, there are actually a lot of personal security companies in America, and generally, many of them are mercenary companies.

The collection of mercenaries is the so-called security company, and it is basically impossible to be a mercenary group that is full of fantasy.

Accept entrustment, whether it is security work or fighting on the battlefield, as long as you have money, you can do anything. Personal security companies such as Blackwater Company have almost clearly marked the price of 'killing', and they had more than 1,000 full-time employees in the original imperial cemetery.

If an arms dealer is a blood-sucking ghost lying on the corpses of war, then a mercenary is a scavenger hunter of war.

The reputation of mercenaries must be very bad, but Mu Feng doesn't care. If you want to get through the reputation of a technology company in the fastest and most convenient way, using war is the fastest and fastest way.

Everything has been prepared, and as long as the right time comes, Mu Feng will temporarily leave Neon and start the plan.

But now, the current chore must be dealt with first. But if the culprit of the 'ghost' really chooses to stay out of the way, Mu Feng can only leave Neon for now.

"There's still seven days left for spring break..." Mu Feng looked at the calendar on his phone, thinking silently in his heart

"Seven days later..."

...

"Taisuke, listen to my advice, this matter is over, don't think about it."

In the empty playground, Makoto Ito was still trying his best to persuade his friends not to go to the horns. He had no idea that his friend had been left behind.

"Ah, yes, um..."

Wuxian was dealing with Makoto Ito casually, three days had passed since he disguised this body, and he still hadn't found the right time to attack.

From school to home, Mu Feng was never alone when he went back. He almost always left when there were the most people, and there was no room for him to start.

As for going directly to the door, Wu Mian has no such courage. Who knows if that guy will also bury a few nuclear weapons in his own home?

Seeing his friend's appearance, Makoto Ito could only sigh helplessly. He has basically done what he should say and do. As a friend, he believes that he has done enough.

Maybe Taisuke still couldn't recover from the humiliation of publicly reciting the review, after all, this is a guy who wants to save face.

In the distance, his new girlfriend, the world, was calling him, and Makoto Ito didn't have any good friends to continue talking. He stood up and patted the dust on his buttocks and left.

"Taisuke, take care of yourself."

Wu miserable watched Makoto Ito leave indifferently, and the interpersonal interactions of the body he controlled made him uncomfortable. Wuxian hates interpersonal relationships. Although he is good at role-playing, expanding interpersonal relationships is one thing he detests.

After waiting for three days and thinking about it for three days, the final result was that if there was really no chance, he would simply give up temporarily.

lurking for a chance, must leave the island anyway,

He came to the gym that sheltered from the sun, turned on his mobile phone, and glanced at the news boringly. The dignified ghost king is actually watching the news to pass the time, this picture is a bit fantastic in every sense.

The news app on Taisuke Zeyong's mobile phone showed the same news at almost the same time.

Fanatical fans of 'Kamen Rider' attack Neon No. 1 Middle School, and campus security is a concern? ’

Wu Miserable's eyes swept across the pictures quickly, but stopped on the green mane lizard knight. His face changed slightly and his eyes widened.

Just like Chang Ji, Wu Mian is extremely sensitive to things that contain his own blood, and even with the help of pictures, at first glance, he recognizes that this 'thing' has his blood.

There is almost no need to guess that this guy must be a girl transformed by that Chinese boy. But why she attacked that school is not a matter of concern.

To do such a bold thing, the news was also revealed. It's possible that this girl has been captured by humans, or worse, by the hybrids.

Then they are very likely to catch Mu Feng and take him away!

Wu miserable stood up with a slam, if that Chinese boy was taken away by those mixed-race guys before him, then it would be difficult for Wu miserable to see him and let him transform his body!

He paced back and forth anxiously in the warehouse, gritted his teeth slightly, and made up his mind.

"Let that scum try it first..."

At the same time, this incredible news was also pushed to Mu Feng's mobile phone, he frowned slightly, and the mobile phone rang at the same time. He hesitated for a moment, then answered the phone

"Mr. Mu, I think you must be wondering why Miss Yoshida's matter is published."

On the other end of the phone, there was a slow and majestic voice. Mu Feng was silent for a moment, then said solemnly.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

"Introduce yourself first, Mr. Mu."

"My name is Changji, and that's what you want to get in touch with and get to know - Sanyashiki Changji."

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ps: daily ticket request

Section 131 25. Conspiracy brewing

In all his life, Ze Yuezhi has never felt such a smooth and transparent life.

The body, which has been gradually hollowed out due to years of alcoholism, has returned to its peak and even improved to a higher level. It has energy that can never be squandered. Even after dozens of ejaculations, the brain still feels extremely awake, and the whole body seems to be always in the peak state.

For Ze Yuezhi, this kind of pleasure is countless times more comfortable than taking medicine!

Not to mention the 'eternal life' that follows.

It's just that this kind of happiness has both sacrifices and gains, and at the same time as getting such a happy and dripping body, it also has to pay the price of blood.

In the deepest box in a KTV with the door closed, in the ambiguous light of the colorful LED lights, the air exudes the smell of alcohol mixed with heather.

The woman's pleasing gasps kept on going, but the man's voice was almost silent. In this process, until the woman stopped screaming, the gasping voice became weaker and weaker.

At this time, the man finally made a sound.

It was a happy laughter when she showed her sharp teeth and saw the fresh and delicious food, and then the female voice turned into a scream of extreme fear, and this moment's sound was quickly blocked by the sound insulation of the entire box. The next moment , there is no longer any sound of fear.

Only the flesh and blood rubbed between the teeth, and the thick and hot blood flowed into the throat, and finally the sound of devouring.

After about half an hour, Ze Yuezhi, whose body was half covered with blood, stood up and burped, looking at the woman who was only half eaten by him, squinting his eyes in happiness.

Ze Yuezhi didn't feel any discomfort when he became a cannibal and began to eat the same kind in violation of humanity.

After all, he has always been such a man with a very low lower limit, a scum who can shoot at his granddaughter without hesitation, and probably has little resistance to the change of identity.

Just not being able to see the sun is a bit unpleasant.

Ze Yuezhi sat down on the sofa in the blood-stained box, this KTV was given to him by one of his concubines, and the women he recruited to eat these days are all his current concubines.

But eating it doesn't seem to be the way to go.

Ze Yuezhi pondered for a moment, he actually did not have the experience of independent predation, and he was too lazy to learn, anyway, with his network of connections, he could eat for a long time just by killing it...

Just when Ze Yuezhi was thinking about how to enjoy the real 'don't rice', his cell phone rang. The moment he connected, the cold voice on the other end of the phone made Ze Yuezhi tremble.

"Ze Yuezhi, I have a job for you to do."

On the other end of the phone, Wu Mian was slowly digesting a prey he had just eaten, and said coldly with his mobile phone.

"I want you to take the family away, and then lead a boy to your KTV, I will come to you right away, remember, don't do superfluous things."

After saying such a sentence, Wu Mian hung up the phone and threw it into the trash can. Ze Yuezhi put down the phone with a look of fear and worry on his face.

If it is said that the most uncomfortable thing for Ze Yuezhi to become a ghost, apart from the price of not being able to bask in the sun, is to succumb to the man who transformed himself into this image.

Guiwu Tsuji Wumian didn't like him, and Ze Yuezhi knew this very well. His attitude towards himself was not to treat a subordinate at all, but to treat a rag that was thrown away at any time.

But what can be done? He couldn't resist Wumai, and the ghost had to bow his head obediently under the eaves. Ze Yuezhi didn't even dare to tell Wumai that the skin of the boy he borrowed now might still be his child.

If Wu Mian knew about this, Ze Yuezhi wouldn't dare to imagine what the consequences would be. Probably... he would really die without a whole corpse.

"Work hard." He sighed and began to clean up the messy dining scene.

"Speaking of which, the boss is quite beautiful..."

As Ze Yuezhi packed up, his mind instantly drifted to a very distant place.

...

A person's life, after all, depends on the quality of reincarnation to determine the final upper limit.

Changji, who came to Tokyo, looked at the respectful Shinomiya Huangguang in front of him, and suddenly had such an idea.

Some people work hard all their lives but can't reach the beginning of others, and some people can't see the same perspective as others no matter how hard they work.

This is true for wealth and social status, but as a collective of human society, after all, it is possible to see the possibility of climbing beyond the class.

However, there are some gaps, but they are born with a chasm that cannot be crossed.

Bloodlines and clans, when the bright red blood flowing in the body really distinguishes the good and the bad, this physiologically divided sky is the real despair.