Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rensheng and others listened for more than half an hour, and finally had a basic understanding of the ins and outs of this place.

Great harvest.

Han Xu is a rare witness who has experienced the rise of this place from beginning to end.

At first, he was lost in the mountains with more than a dozen expedition team members, and was later found by the rescue captain.

But everyone got lost in this place together.

Work hard to survive and build a camp.

Finally, the demon appeared.

It said that this was a fragment that it had cut off from the main world, and it wanted everyone to cooperate with it.

It will give dividends to the people.

Someone wanted to leave, but died.

The rest had to agree to its conditions and help it run this fragmented world.

And because Han Xu wanted to find a chance to escape later, he was punished by the management, deprived of his identity, and reduced to a coolie.

Zhao Han heard the words and flew over to sympathize: "Don't you hate them? They used to be teammates with you, but now they punish you as a coolie."

"I don't hate them, they were forced, at least I was saved. But I can see that most of them are already enjoying it now and don't want to go back to the main world." Han Xu sighed. .

After all, most of those people are not very wealthy, just ordinary families.

And here, they can live a human life.

This is also a major reason why the town is developing so rapidly-those administrators really put their energy and time into it.

"Hmph, a bunch of idiots. Demons have no humanity, as long as there are more suitable people to replace them. Their fate is those tricks." Wang Wenwen disdainfully said.

She is proficient in occult rituals and has learned about many mysterious beings.

Those are things that absolutely cannot be guessed by human thinking.

"Yes, I think so too, that's why I want to escape." Han Xu nodded.

After all, there is a company in his family, and he knows the key to company management.

In human society, being fired is at best finding another way out.

And here, the devil said "not a single molecule is wasted".

"Very good, now we basically know the details of this fragmented world. Let's go offline and discuss the new action plan. Ouyang Tian, ​​you are here to protect Han Xu first." Wen Rensheng said.

Others quickly chose to go offline and send messages.

Only Ouyang Tian continued to guard Han Xu.

Han Xu looked at this group of people and animals, and was extremely envious.

He knew that these people used puppet stand-ins to come here.

People are playing games, and I am being played by games...

That's why he wants to be a xenogeneic.

Even if he can only be the worst, the worst alien, he is willing.

…………

At this time, in the special operations center of the club.

Wen Rensheng said to the crowd: "Do you have any opinions, please tell me?"

The crowd was silent for a while.

Wu Shanshan said: "This guy's whole body is full of bait. We can't trust him."

"What he said is true." Zhao Han helped at this time.

The narrator's seed told her that Han Xu didn't lie.

"Because of this, he is more like a bait, because he doesn't even know he is a bait." Wu Shanshan shook her head.

"At least let us know that the place is a fragmented world, cut out by a mysterious demon. Even if we are all in it, as long as we hand over this information to the Inspectorate Division, it will be enough to return to the original." Ouyang Ling said.

"Well, upload the information to the internal network of the Inspection Division first, and then consider a new action plan." Wen Rensheng nodded.

Then someone went to upload the information, and the club and the inspection department have a dedicated information sharing channel.

And a new action plan will be released soon.

…………

A colorful parrot landed on a wooden roof in the town, and a crow fell beside it.

And under the crow's wings, there is another spider hidden.

This is Zhao Han and Wen Rende, who are monitoring this town.

They want to find out where the management is, and then let Ouyang Tian follow suit and tie another one out.

One is to verify with Han Xu's words, and the other is to see if he can get permission to go out.

"Uncle, those administrators want to manage such a big town. They were ordinary people before, and now they should have some mysterious power?" Zhao Han asked.

"That's for sure, otherwise, their violent management style would have collapsed long ago." Wen Rende affirmed.

"They are too brutal. That demon ordered them to build cities and sell specialties. The specialties they made turned out to be film and television bases, and it was absolutely inhuman to shoot absolutely real films." Zhao Han said angrily.

"It's absolutely true, and it's also a kind of professional ethics. The premise is that no characters are killed or injured..." Wen Rende thought thoughtfully.

"They did this deliberately in pursuit of shocking the audience. I don't believe they are just trying to make money?" Zhao Han shook his head.

"Of course it's not just for making money. Money has no meaning to the demons behind them. What they're after is shocking the audience..." Wen Rende said straight to the point.

Zhao Han nodded silently.

But she still couldn't understand why someone could take the life of the same kind to please the enemy.

Perhaps forced into desperation?

In that case, she has nothing to say.

Soon the two found the house where the town's management was located.

It was a towering wooden building in the center of the town.

The wooden building is about eight stories high, and people come in and out from time to time, and the front of the building is heavily guarded.

"I'll take a look. You stay here. Crows are very common, but parrots are too rare." Wen Rende ordered and flew over.

"Next time the puppet's transformation, I will add a few more changes, so that I can act in secret." Zhao Han said.

"Well, it's quite hidden to be a mouse."

The far away crow gave her a good idea.

"Never."

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Wen Rende fell by the window outside the wooden building.

As he thought, no one cared about the flying of a crow.

Inside the window, there are more than a dozen people in a meeting.

This makes him very happy, there is always a lot of valuable information in the meeting.

"God is very satisfied with our innovation. Shooting the real script is really a good idea." A middle-aged man in his forties said with approval.

Wen Rende recognized the other party, and Han Xu deliberately described the appearance of this middle-aged man.

This person is the rescue captain Zhang Conglin~www.wuxiamtl.com~ He is the oldest and highly recognizable among Han Xu's group.

The other party used to be a savior, but now it has quickly become a persecutor.

It is so easy for people to change their identities.

"Of course, the film and television culture and entertainment industry, in our world, is an industry whose goal is to arouse the emotions of the audience. We shoot with real scripts, which can naturally shock a large group of people. If they go to watch those fake plots, they will definitely not be able to. Interested." A woman with a beautiful face said confidently while looking in the mirror.

"God gave us this month's dividends, which are 15 divine powers and two divine skills to choose from. As for money, we will dispose of it ourselves according to the dividend ratio we set before." The former rescue captain Zhang Conglin continued.

"Great, I've wanted a healing magic for a long time." A young man raised his hand first with an excited tone.

"The three films I invested in have all achieved orange-level returns. I want a magic skill that can keep me young forever." The woman who looked in the mirror was not to be outdone.

Others were immediately dissatisfied.

"There are only two doors in total, but whoever raises his hand first will be the one who has to follow the rules."

"Yeah, in terms of contribution, although I didn't invest in the film, I managed the daily life, all kinds of repression, all kinds of coordination, no credit, but also hard work. This time it's my turn to choose."

"There is a problem with the contribution calculation formula, I apply for readjustment!"

The crowd began to quarrel.

Wen Rende watched indifferently outside.

He soon saw "a cloud of gunpowder smoke" in the conference room.

It's not an adjective, but a real fight.

More than a dozen participants drew their guns and fired, and the sound of gunshots kept ringing.

The guards downstairs seemed to be used to it, and no one ran up to see it.