Survival in the apocalypse: I can sublimate all things

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The first member list caught his eye, and Lu Ming was stunned on the spot.

Tenglong Kingdom, Thanglong City, Spirit Slayer Department, General Department.

Although he has never understood this country or this urban area.

Just by thinking of the names of the two, one can judge its earth-level truth with a hunch.

The announcement of the position of Director-General of the Soul-Destroying Department left him speechless.

If it weren't for the Eye of Truth, who would have thought that the Light Star protects the world, is believed by the world, is the strongest backer like a patron saint, and the holder of the highest authority, is actually the No. 1 Court Master of the enemy camp.

To be honest, until he saw this message, he had never felt the desperate apocalyptic atmosphere of the Light Star.

Because people here can at least live normally, and ordinary people without abilities will not be completely abandoned by the cruel society. Except for the nightmare corridor, they will not be in life and death crisis all the time.

But now, he truly felt despair.

Once, he read a Japanese comic called "The Promised Neverland".

Although the details are very different from the current situation of Light Spirit Star.

But the overall environment is exactly the same.

If the top leader of the surviving side's combat unit is a member of the killing side's tool force.

Then the social status quo of stable order is no longer a hymn composed by human courage.

It is a paradise created by strong men cultivating high-quality flesh and blood for demons and transporting nutrients for a long time.

Look further down.

The second court master: Bai Chen, Tenglong Kingdom, Changguang City, president of the Capital Chamber of Commerce, level 8 peak spiritual master, codename [Rich].

The third court master: Han Xiya, Tenglong Kingdom, Cipan City, director of the National Institute of Spirit Extermination, level 8 peak spiritual summoner and formation spiritual master, codename [Farmer].

The fourth court master: Nan Wentian, Tenglong Kingdom, Qihu City, dean of the city's Higher Soul-Slaying Academy, level 8 peak battle spiritualist, codename [Educator].

The fifth court leader: He Liyuan, from Tenglong Kingdom, Nanhu City, deputy director of the Municipal Psychic Medical Center, level 8 high-level spiritual healer, codename [Doctor].

Court Master No. 6: ...

At a glance, all the dignitaries were there, and none of them was holding an important position.

Even the last one is at least a college tutor with a higher social status.

Looking back at the starry background of the hunting ground, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

This world is rotten.

The only thing that puzzled him was that there was really no level 9 psychic level.

Why?

Too strong to be corroded?

But Hai Dongsheng is already the general director, and he is only at the peak of level 8.

Is there anyone in the Soul Slayer Department who has a higher level of spiritual power than him?

The person behind the scenes? A reclusive person? Retired person?

In this case, Saya has arranged the chess pieces to this extent, and it is impossible for them to not notice it at all.

Or...they have all been killed by Saya?

Forget it, I didn't plan to count on the locals. I had to solve this hidden danger first.

Closing all the information panels, Lu Ming looked at the moving position of the positioning device label with a strong sense of purpose. With a flash of thought, the energy exploded, and with an extremely restrained impact, the whole person disappeared into the land like a teleport. Doorstep.

Half an hour later, Zhou Lin and his son drove into the basement of Mintai Housekeeping Service Company while talking all the way.

That was the beginning and end of the company's vehicle service. Now they only have to wait until they return to the underground warehouse, replace the used equipment, and then rush to the next customer's home to earn a second service fee.

Unexpectedly, just when they got out of the car and were about to open the trunk, a figure walked towards them with a steady pace and kicked the pocket with one hand.

Probably because there was a Qiantose Mountain with suspected pristine water in the car, Zhou Lin instinctively became nervous. However, when he saw the person clearly, he couldn't help but be startled. It was actually him? General Manager Wenhai? With so many things on his plate, why would he end up in the underground warehouse where grassroots employees replace equipment? Also, there is an endless stream of employees in the underground warehouse on weekdays. There are hundreds or even thousands of people working here every day. It is as noisy as a vegetable market. Why is it so empty today? Gone to a meeting?

But why does he have this inexplicable feeling of palpitations now?

Huang Yulan also noticed something strange, but as an old employee of the company, he didn't think of the worst. He just thought there was something going on above and convened an all-hands meeting. When the top leader showed up, her first priority was to greet her politely, so he quickly stepped forward and said Surprised: "General Manager Wen! Why are you down here?"

That's right, the person who came was none other than Yan Zhou, the general manager of the company who had dismissed many employees here and was specially waiting for Zhou Lin's mother and son.

He glanced at Huang Yulan, then glanced at the stunned Zhou Lin, with a warm smile, and while walking towards the driver's seat of the van, he said in an approachable manner: "Don't be so polite, I just finished the matter at hand, come down. Check the warehouse facilities, and since it’s almost the end of the month, I’ll inform all the company’s core members to hold a summary meeting.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he was outside the driver's seat and saw a few bottles of water placed on the center armrest. He then narrowed his eyes and grinned: "Oh, tsk, I happen to be a little thirsty. Let me lend you a bottle of water to drink." "

With that said, he reached out and took out the obviously new bottles of mineral water from the car, and then unscrewed the bottle caps with Huang Yulan and Zhou Lin's astonished eyes.

Zhou Lin's pupils shrank, his anger showed on his face, he rushed to Yan Zhou and shouted: "Give it back to me!"

Little did he know that before it got close, a huge force of energy bounced it away with a bang, causing it to fly five or six meters away and hit the ground and roll around for several weeks before it could stop.

Zhou Lin got up from the ground unconsciously, and blood began to ooze from his mouth and nose.

Huang Yulan exclaimed and stepped forward to hug Zhou Lin. After checking his condition, she stared at Yan Zhou angrily and asked, "Mr. Wen! What are you doing!?"

Yan Zhou turned a deaf ear and moved the mouth of the bottle to his mouth as if no one else was watching, and took a deep sip.

Chi——!

The water enters the entrance, and steam-like black smoke rises from its mouth!

His mouth and jaw instantly eroded and dissolved, turning into minced meat dripping down!

And as if he couldn't feel the pain, he stared closely at the water bottle in his hand, with a look of madness in his eyes! The half-rotten tongue squirmed and twisted in his mouth, and a hoarse Jie Jie laughter burst out from his throat, and he said ecstatically like a ventriloquism: "Pristine pure water! It really is pristine pure water! I didn't hold out much hope! You really are. It surprises me.”

Huang Yulan looked at Yan Zhou, who had lost half of his face and was still grinning ferociously. Her face suddenly turned pale. She seemed to realize something, stood up quickly, picked up Zhou Lin, and ran to the basement!

"Oh~~~ You are indeed a survivor who has experienced the night of the Soul Massacre. You are obviously an ordinary person, and your reaction speed is really fast. If your ability is not too low, so low that you are not even qualified for deception, I would really be reluctant to kill you, huh , then let you die gracefully, I will cut your heads cleanly. "

After saying that, Yan Zhou raised his right hand, and the dazzling white spiritual energy extended from his feet, and instantly turned into two spiritual scythes and shot at Huang Yulan, Zhou Lin and his mother!

Just as they were about to behead the mother and son, a figure flashed past.

Accompanied by the convolution of the strong wind and the explosive sound of the vast force, Yan Zhou's body quietly evaporated from his calves upwards, leaving only blood stains scattered on the ground and blood mist scattered into the air, proving traces of his previous existence.

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