Chapter 438 Endgame - Anger

   "Thank you, Mr. Quan, for your pointers. This is all the locations we explored. We are also adding more people now, and they will be sent as soon as possible after the update."

   Lucia knelt down in front of Wang Yi respectfully, and handed out a tablet, on which relevant information was stored.

  Wang Yi casually took a sip of tea and smiled

   "It seems that you really have good things in your hands. However, although there are many people who yearn for longevity throughout the ages, there is no good end. I hope you don't make any trouble..."

  The organization actively wooed Wang Yi's big onmyoji vest. After eating everything, he also used the organization's manpower and the machines they developed to find the spirit.

  At the same time, it also gave them some 'sweetness' appropriately.

  Wang Yi certainly knows what those old immortals want most.

  So after making some tentative inquiries here, they can easily lead them to ask the questions they want to ask the most, and give some suitable 'suggestions'!

  For example, Lucia brought a small piece of meat from a monster that was cultivated in culture medium to ask for advice.

   It seems that he wants to learn about metaphysics.

  Wang Yi naturally took the opportunity to talk nonsense, saying that this thing seemed to be still active, and seemed to emit special fluctuations, very similar to the "Tai Sui" he had read in the records.

  Now Wang Yi is the authority of living metaphysics, he said this is like Tai Sui, then this is like Tai Sui!

   And said some feasible suggestions purely from metaphysical aspects, such as healing, increasing lifespan, and repairing.

   But it also specifically emphasizes that this kind of thing has a strong 'evil spirit', and even if it can be done, it may have a very strong negative effect.

  The person who can change is not human or ghost.

  If it were him, he would definitely not use Yunyun...

   It can be said that it was Wang Yi's suggestion that led to the abyss of flesh and blood that was originally in a remote laboratory on the west coast being transferred to a laboratory in New York with more comprehensive and advanced equipment.

  At the same time, according to the direction provided by Wang Yi, I really found some features and feasibility.

   This naturally made them pay more attention to Wang Yi!

  Now they all regret having a deadlocked relationship with the rising mathematician. They finally found another master in another aspect. It can be said that they adopted a completely different approach.

  Since Umbrella can tolerate the existence of Master Yi for the sake of talent and ability, they can also tolerate this one.

Besides, this person is mainly about metaphysics and has no academic accomplishment, so he can only provide some side opinions. In addition, this person has the ability to hurt people from a distance, and is not a powerless scholar, so they also chose This kind of cooperation model can benefit.

   Sure enough, the hard work pays off.

   Just some suggestions on how to deal with the "Tai Sui" now, they have already gained a lot!

   At that time, combining some of Umbrella's technologies and their own bioaccumulation, it is very likely that they will be able to find the principle to crack it, and then resolve the negative effects.

   At that time, maybe you can use this in turn to attract this great onmyoji to join...

  …

  Picking up the tablet and looking at the location marked on it, Wang Yi couldn't help but have a burst of emotion on his face.

   Sure enough, the mobilization of manpower and material resources, this kind of deep-rooted old power is really strong.

  I searched for it before, but the number is actually only so small, but the organization has marked a total of dozens of marks, and there are several marks in all parts of the world, even in the East!

   You know, it hasn't been too long since their instrument came out, and it's pretty good to be able to do this in such a short time.

  Besides, after the baptism of Neon, the number of deaths exceeded one million. In fact, it can be regarded as a fortune...

   "You still have a kind heart."

  Wang Yi wrote down all the information and turned off the tablet. Feeling the faint resentment bred under the special terrain of neon, he seemed to laugh at himself...

  …

  The weather has gradually turned hot. Walking on the streets of Shibuya, Wang Yi can also smell the residual stench and disinfectant smell in the air.

  Neon’s millions of deaths are not evenly divided, almost every place where the snowball rolls is accompanied by at least a few tens of thousands of casualties, and hundreds of thousands in places with more.

  Shibuya is the hardest hit area with more than 100,000 deaths!

  The total population is only in the early 200,000s, and more than half of them were killed or injured. The density of corpses and the residual impact can be imagined.

  No matter how the disinfectant is sprayed, it can't suppress the rancid smell like dead rats in the summer temperature.

  K virus itself is almost dead in vitro, even on cloudy days.

  This continuous disinfection prevents other subsequent infections caused by too many dead bodies.

  Occasionally, you can still see the remaining charred ground in the middle of the road, and there is a charred mark every once in a while, which is left by the previous open-air burning of corpses.

On the wall next to   , obvious scratches and some white lime powder can also be seen.

   Probably left over from cleaning dried blood from the walls.

  The glass of many shops next to it is also damaged at this time.

  But Wang Yi can already see that in this environment, some bosses and employees have already started to tidy up the messy shop, and it seems that they are preparing to reopen.

  There were very few pedestrians on the road, some of them hurried to and fro with their heads down, and some squatted in the corner and kept sobbing.

   There is also a little yellow hair who is holding a beer can in his hand and roaring wildly.

  If it weren’t for the slurred Japanese mixed in the roaring voice, it is estimated that pedestrians who already have PTSD would regard it as a zombie.

  A sense of decay and desolation filled this deserted street.

   It's just this kind of atmosphere, but Wang Yi seems to be quite used to it. He raised his finger and looked at the soul fragments wrapped around his hand, and couldn't help showing a little emotion.

  Ordinary soul fragments are not very useful, but the number is indeed enough.

   And in Shibuya alone, Wang Yi had already collected six fresh wraiths in one round.

  The remaining soul fragments that have not dissipated were also collected by him and used as materials.

   Not long after, Wang Yi saw a group of people dressed as onmyojis, walking on the street while holding some ceremony.

   Presumably because of the special environment of neon since ancient times, they have some customs that have been passed down.

  Calm down after major casualties...

  Originally, the grass head **** of the shrine would also patrol according to the instinct of wish power.

  However, after being caught in Tokyo, if you let it go, there may be some follow-up troubles...

   Soon, the leader of this team of Onmyoji found Wang Yi who was out of tune with the surrounding environment, and quickly walked over, saying with a sad face

   "Mr. Quan, you are here too, thank you for your assistance."

   "It's a matter of convenience, if left unattended, there will be troubles, hey, I don't know if it's good, why it turned out like this, it should be a man-made disaster..."

  Wang Yi's emotion made the expression on the face of the leader of the Onmyoji look a bit gloomy.

   Indeed, this is a man-made disaster!

   Even if there is no evidence yet, it can be confirmed that it is Damei or someone from that organization!

   Just don’t say there is no evidence, even if Umbrella finds evidence through secret investigation, so what?

   In this world, strength speaks after all.

  The strength is strong enough, even taking out washing powder can be used as an excuse to act recklessly!

  As for the weak, what if they got a picture of the bombing?

  No way to sue!

  Even if you go to the United Nations General Assembly to give a speech, others will leave early, and you will be humiliated for nothing...

  Chapter five hundred and twelve

  Neon has been severely damaged, and many places have suffered heavy damage.

  Although the death toll may be about 1%, more than 80% of the cities in the country have not been affected at all.

  The places where large-scale zombie chaos broke out, like Shibuya, were blocked by a large number of agents relying on vehicles and equipment, and were led away by helicopters. We can rely on the previous experience to ensure that the scope does not expand.

  Usually it is the affected city, that is, a small area that is severely affected.

   But the blow to the overall confidence brought about by this is unprecedented.

   Far surpassed that local mutant infection in the port area!

  It can be said that the whole country is under the extremely negative influence of decadence and pessimism.

  Neon, as the third largest economy in the world, can be said to have a lot of blood.

  Back then, she was so stabbed by Da Meili, she resisted stiffly.

   Later, it was hit by multiple rounds of semiconductor suppression, earthquake, tsunami, nuclear leak, the first Tokyo zombie infection, international capital hunting, bloodbath of the auto industry, etc. until now.

   Now I really can't bear it anymore.

  Like dominoes, they move the whole body.

  1% of the population will die directly, 20% of the affected cities will be affected, plus the original aging, debt and many other problems of neon will be superimposed.

  If Dameimei’s previous release requires compensation and liquidation, there will still be international capital staring at it.

  Confidence is a total bloodbath.

  Once confidence is exaggerated, it is extremely difficult to turn back.

  A debt exceeding 260% of GDP is already a big deal, and banks have maintained negative interest rates for a long time.

   It can be said that I have thought of all the methods that can be thought of, and used all the methods that can be used.

   Now, even under Umbrella's shot, it was not immediately detonated by the immobility of the big and beautiful garrison, but it was already a tight old rubber band.

   All rely on the morale boost brought by Umbrella's quick cleaning, and the news that the neon media has been advocating cooperation with Umbrella was temporarily stabilized.

  But just as Wang Yi was wandering around the ruins with Youji, the Seventh Fleet, which Damei left, also finished its exercise and leisurely returned to Yokosuka!

  Disappeared just when they were needed.

   Now it's time to come back, however, there is nothing to do!

  As Jingui's beautiful soldier, after going out for a long-distance exercise, he will naturally have a vacation after returning.

  Many groups of soldiers also appeared on the neon streets at this time.

  The laughter and laughter of their holidays are completely incompatible with the whole neon atmosphere...

  …

  Big beautiful military Humvee gallops down the empty street.

  The street that was easy to be blocked, but today there are not many vehicles, and you can see a lot of damaged and deformed abandoned vehicles, which are piled up on both sides of the street at this time.

   At this point of time, it is still impossible to tow away all the scrapped vehicles, so we can only temporarily clear the road and move them to both sides.

  Looking at the scrapped vehicles on both sides, the empty streets, and the hurried pedestrians on the road.

  The beautiful soldiers on the Humvee on vacation whistled

   "Umbrella is really powerful, he just cleared the field."

   "But it's also a good thing. The operation in Tokyo last time made me sick. The front was cleaned well, but after entering the room, it was really difficult to distinguish whether it was a zombie or not."

   "What is the difference? Just shoot if there is a threat. Our safety must be more important."

  The black soldier who drove the car didn't seem to care.

  From the American-style Iai of the beautiful agents to the actions of their soldiers, they can fire without limit as long as they believe there is a little threat.

   They're only here for the money!

   I don’t want to risk my own life!

   Also don't want to get hurt and disabled.

  A large number of seniors have told them with **** lessons that if they are really injured and disabled, the beautiful authorities will not be friendly to them at all.

   They are just for themselves.

  Under this belief, they will not hesitate to make a move.

   If you are in the East, you will feel a sense of security when you see a group of soldiers entering a restaurant to eat together.

   But the beautiful soldier is completely different...

   "But Neon and South Koryo are both good places. Neon has become like this, and the fun will be much less in the future."

   "A lot of bars are not open, and they really are. Shouldn't it be more timely to enjoy yourself at a time like this?"

  The soldier on the co-pilot seat opened the window to blow some air, but a stench came from the front, making him close it again cursing

   "Really, it's still so smelly now, it affects the good mood of the holiday."

   "Don't worry, there are not many places affected by those zombies, we just need to leave this area, and the places that are not affected will also open the door..."

  The Hummer quickly passed through the disaster-stricken street. Sure enough, the road surface soon became wider, there were no scrapped cars on both sides, and there were many more pedestrians on the road, but they all seemed a little listless.

   "Look, the bar over there is open, let's go there, haha, I hope to meet a good-looking neon chick today."

   "Not bad, just stop at the door, anyway, they don't seem to be in charge now."

  The Hummer flicked its tail, and stopped directly at the door of the bar.

   But after getting off the car, they found that things didn't seem to be what they thought.

  The bar is indeed open, but it doesn't seem to be open inside, only some bar waiters are doing cleaning work, and then they seem to be sorting out something.

   Hearing the sound of the Humvee flicking its tail, I saw several big and beautiful soldiers coming down.

  The faces of the staff here also changed slightly, and then a red-haired beauty suspected of being the store manager came over bravely and said in English with a neon accent

   "I'm really sorry, our bar is closed for the past few days, and now we are just sorting out..."

  Seeing this hot red-haired beauty in a bartender outfit, the black driver's eyes lit up, and then he said with a smile

   "I don't think your place has been impacted, why are you closed? Anyway, it's already open, let's have a drink together, haha~"

   While speaking, he directly stretched out his hand towards the other party's waist.

  Neon women are easy to get started with. Most of them already have strong feelings towards them, and some who don't want to be a little tougher and dare not speak out.

   In fact, there are very, very few examples where it will be revealed.

  He has already been quite proficient in this method.

  Only this time, the red-haired beauty dodged his embrace, and then said in a voice suppressing her anger

   "Several gentlemen, one of our colleagues passed away in this incident, we are closed for this period of time! I hope you will respect it!"

  Neon’s misery has a lot to do with their indifference.

  If they fulfill their agreement, they will come out immediately to stabilize the situation. With experience and just ordinary zombies, they can easily be suppressed at the very beginning.

  Where does it rot to such an extent?

   It can be said that now Nihong is full of anger towards the beautiful soldiers.

   It's just that people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

   As a result, some of their friends and colleagues died in this incident. This time, they also sorted out their belongings and prepared to return them to their families.

  A few beautiful soldiers who were on vacation here ran over as if they didn't care at all.

   also opened his mouth to flirt.

   This is really hard for them to accept.

  The employees inside saw the situation here, and overcame their instinctive fear, they all stood up and walked over.

  Many people were still holding mops and the like, and their eyes were full of anger...

   Chapter 513 Anger

  Although Nanako is only 26 years old, she has been working for ten years.

  Neon advocates the spirit of craftsman. In fact, to some extent, it uses a tricky angle to gild and beautify its own face. The most fundamental reason is the solidification of class.

   Except for a few who can change their destiny by being admitted to a place like the University of Tokyo, many neon youths start to inherit their father's career after graduating from high school.

   Grilled eel has been grilled for decades, and the son may have been a helper until the old man can't do it. This is a craftsman.

   Nanako is not a native of Tokyo, but she has longed for a big city since she was a child. Although she did not get into the university of her choice, she finally left her hometown and came to Tokyo alone to work hard.

   With an Osaka accent, a beautiful single female high school graduate from the countryside came to a place like Tokyo alone to work hard. It can be said that it is a hell-level start full of buffs.

   Chances are high that you'll be duped into doing some neon feature work.

  It is also impossible to enter the workplace seriously.

  When you are a cashier, you will be harassed by the boss and hit the wall many times.

   That is to say, Nanako was mentally prepared before coming here, and she was alert enough, coupled with her good physical strength, that she managed to save herself from danger many times.

   It was when I kicked the vitals of a moron who wanted to be obscene and was making records in the security room, I accidentally met the proprietress of this bar.

  The proprietress admired Nanako's perseverance, so she hired her.

  From the cleaning at the beginning, to the waiter, to the bartender, Nanako spent ten years becoming the manager of this bar after becoming more and more familiar with the work.

  Because of doing things fairly, being loyal, and caring for subordinates, he has a high prestige in the hearts of his colleagues.

  After ten years of hard work, she finally gained a firm foothold in this bustling city. Nanako is also full of expectations and yearning for the future.

  The bumps and bumps along the way and all kinds of trials are also taken by her as an experience for self-improvement.

   However, the good days are broken by the sudden appearance of zombies!

   The first zombie outbreak in Minato-ku, Tokyo, the boss who used to socialize there was involved in it and died.

  When the proprietress pulled herself together and suppressed her grief and continued to lead the crowd, she died again in this outbreak of zombies.

   Only the seven-year-old son was left behind.

  The proprietress is kind to Nanako. Although she knew it would be difficult, she still decided to take in the proprietress' son and continue to help manage the bar.

  Now, that is to pack up some relics of the proprietress and the other two colleagues who were killed in this incident, and prepare to carry out some mourning activities after the emergency is over.

  They know that many people died this time, and many things can only be kept simple, but they still want to get it...

   It's just that I didn't expect it. When they were sorting out their things, a carload of beautiful soldiers came.

   According to the location, there are very few big and beautiful soldiers in their bar.

   But it should be that the place they often go to was hit by a disaster, so they came here to Huo Huo, which was not affected much.

   As for the legend of the beautiful soldier, the neon people, especially those who run bars, are of course clear.

   It is certain that the beautiful soldiers have money and are willing to spend money, but their temper and some personalities are unacceptable to many people.

   So there are actually some bars and entertainment venues dedicated to them.

  We can separate as much as possible on weekdays, but today...

   Nanako held back her anger, tried not to think about the relationship between the death of the proprietress and them as much as possible, but stretched out her hand to stop the surrounding employees, and continued to say to the soldiers

   "We're closing now."

   And a few beautiful soldiers who came out to have fun on vacation couldn't help laughing angrily when they saw the low-class people in the colony surrounding them with brooms

   "Haha, interesting, are you trying to disobey us?"

  In Neon, they are too arrogant and overbearing.

  No matter how bad things you do, you can catch them.

   All along, what they have accepted is the pursuit and fear of others, and they have always been superior.

  The current encounter made them feel humiliated.

  Actually, the door wouldn’t open if it wasn’t opened, and they didn’t say they had to be here.

  But now after being resisted and entering the laning state, there is no way to exit this step.

   This is going to go back and be known by others, and I will die laughing.

  The few people just looked at each other and smiled, and then the leader among them didn't care about the 'weapons' in other people's hands, and just walked straight in.

"Today, we are going to be here, hurry up and get ready, don't worry, we will pay, you also want to get some income after the disaster? Otherwise, when your country's economy collapses, you will have to lose your job, haha !"

   Reaching out to push the broom away, he squeezed into it without hesitation.

   But those employees with brooms did not dare to stop them.

  It was their courage to be able to surround them, but in the face of such a beautiful professional soldier, even if they didn't carry guns, they were still completely suppressed.

   "Haha, serve well, there will be tips, your country is about to end, after you pay for this loss, you have to kneel down and beg us to spend, haha!"

  The black soldier who was driving was also laughing at this time, and when he entered, he caught off guard and slapped Nanako's butt.

  After finishing the work, I put it on the tip of my nose and sniffed it disgustingly, showing a playful smile

   "It's so fragrant..., ah!"

  Before he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his vitals, his eyes turned black, and he knelt on the ground with his hands covered.

  Nanako over there also took back her boots, her face full of frost

   "How can it be repaired! You are deceiving people too much!"

   When the black man knelt down, she picked up a wine bottle and smashed it on the black man's head.

  The tip of the wine bottle left behind stabbed at the opponent's neck.

   It seems to be trying to let out all the sadness that has accumulated, all the anger, all the repression.

  But the other two soldiers at the back also reacted at this time, their expressions changed drastically and they grabbed her arm, only letting the tip of the bottle draw a bloodstain on the black man's face.

  The captain who had already gone inside also turned around with a gloomy face and walked over quickly

   "You dare to attack us? This is a terrorist act! We suspect that you are related to this zombie virus leak!"

  Although he was angry, he remained calm, and quickly began to shoot and leave evidence at the black comrade who had glass shards on his head and blood on his face kneeling on the ground watching the miserable situation.

   dared to take the initiative to attack us, then the matter is not so simple!

  In Neon, we are the real masters!

   "Do it! Subdue them all!"

  Although there are more waiters here, the combat effectiveness of the four strong soldiers is really not comparable to them.

  Even without a gun, it was almost a KO with a few punches in a sudden burst.

  The waiters at the bar, on the other hand, flinched and did not dare to use force. Except for Nanako who struggled and resisted seriously, the others were knocked down to the ground with two or three blows, their heads bleeding.

   Nanako was also slapped, her face was flushed, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding.

   And at this moment, there was a scream outside

   "What are you doing?"

Then, I saw two young and beautiful female students, one tall and one short, looking at this side. One of them quickly opened the bracelet to take a picture, and the small one next to him looked like he was about to move. The look of wanting to throw a fist.

  It is precisely because the dormitory feels too dark, Yoko and Gu Qianqian who came out to be volunteers...

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