Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 345: Dark and Windy Night, Arson and Murder
"Since you have made up your mind, just go for it..." Zhao Fangxu rubbed his eyes and looked at the top-secret file beside him.

The gray-yellow file bag was sealed and engraved with the company's conspicuous red seal. There was no other information on the bag, only a simple mark of its origin - the "Nadutong" express delivery and receiving point in Dongming County, Heze City, Shandong Province.

"I choose to believe you."

"Xiao Huan, to be honest, I could have concealed these things, but most of them were forced by the situation, because in addition to the management of foreigners in China, we also have to consider international trends."

"What do you think of Ma Xianhong from Biyou Village and the self-cultivation furnace he created?"

Yan Huan said without hesitation: "It violates the company's major policy of maintaining stability."

According to Hei Guan'er, a temporary worker in the Central China region, there are no more than 15,000 aliens on record among the country's 1.4 billion people. The ratio of aliens to ordinary people in the country is approximately one in 100,000 to one in 90,000, which is a relatively harmonious state.

The upper limit of the proportion of non-humans that our country can tolerate is one in fifty thousand, which is the red line of population ratio.

Inhumans are transformed from a small number of ordinary people. It is impossible to eradicate them, but if the number of Inhumans exceeds the red line, it will trigger a new crisis.

Once this red line ratio is exceeded, the proportion of loose aliens developing cohesive consciousness will become higher and higher, and the risk of ordinary people detecting the existence of aliens will become higher and higher, which will exceed the threshold of human society's pressure tolerance.

Unstable events such as the destruction of Buddhism during the Northern Wei Dynasty and the "witch hunts" in medieval Europe will happen again.

This is obviously not a situation that any country's top leaders would like to see.

Due to the above reasons, the company's attitude towards dealing with strangers is also rather ambiguous.

Extraordinary people who influence ordinary people will be severely punished!
Problems between different people are not standardized, so they are allowed to solve them among themselves, consume each other, and be eliminated from within the group.

This is the harm of what Ma Xianhong did.

"Yes!" Zhao Fangxu nodded undeniably, but there was still a current situation that needed to be clarified, that is, some countries have violated long-standing international principles and invested supernatural power research in the military.

"If the situation changes drastically in the future, these new soldiers will become a big threat. If the other side is unfaithful and unjust, we can't continue to be honest people..."

"Compared to the various people in society who have their own ulterior motives, let's trust the soldiers who are constantly undergoing hard training to defend our country."

"All right." Yan Huan responded, and understood the implication of Zhao Fangxu's words. "I'll take both the people and the 'Divine Machine Hundred Refinements' over to you. Before that, can Mr. Zhao give me a hint?"

"What on earth are you holding in your hand? It makes me feel uneasy."

"Hehehe...you'll know when the time comes." Zhao Fangxu said with a smile, placing the top-secret file in front of him and looking at it.

"Good stuff, definitely good stuff."

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The night fell quietly, the moonlight was obscured by thick clouds, and the dark night sky seemed to make the entire Biyou Village feel suffocated.

The wind blew, shaking the branches and bringing with it low howls. The lights on the village road were dim, with only a few street lamps emitting a weak light.

In the small square at the entrance of the village, a group of villagers were dancing square dance to the rhythm of the music. Their light-colored sportswear swayed under the lights from time to time, and they were completely unaware of what was about to happen.

The overall operation in Biyou Village was commanded by the experienced Hei Guan'er. Er Zhuang specially opened a channel for the communicator to be used for communication during the operation.

Due to the particularity of Er Zhuang's ability, she needs to keep her Yang Spirit free in order to always grasp the locations of several top talents in Biyou Village. At the invitation of Zhang Chulan, the idle Lao Wang acts as Er Zhuang's bodyguard.

"Hey, hey, can you hear me?"

"Debugging is complete, it's time to start. This operation will focus on Biyou Village, with Chen Duo as a secondary target. Before destroying Biyou Village, try to avoid direct conflict with Chen Duo."

"The main thing to do is to drive away the aliens that are transformed from ordinary people. The company's employees will be responsible for handling them at the foot of the mountain."

After the arrangements were made, the remaining temporary workers responded one after another.

Wang Zhenqiu opened a cylindrical iron box and shouted into it. Nestled in the jar was a pink meat ball, the color and the "puffing" texture of that thing were very similar to the "meat ganoderma" reported by the female reporter in "Xi'an Zero Distance".

"Hey, hey, hey, wake up." Wang Zhenqiu said.

"Oh?" A greasy uncle's face that looked very weathered was revealed on the meat ball.

"Wake up this old man who has been sleeping for a thousand years. Young man, have you encountered any difficult problems?" Mr. Jelly asked in an extremely vicissitudes and pretentious voice.

The bastard crossed his arms and said speechlessly, "Come on, you slept until last Tuesday, and you're still up to work!"

"oh···"

Jelly responded and looked at Wang Zhenqiu for a moment.

"You look like you're not in a good mood."

“I was asked about some past events…”

"Young man, it is meaningless to dwell on the past. At least at the most critical moment, they made their own choices. Our line of work is ultimately a job that takes a lot of effort." Mr. Jelly said thoughtfully.

Wang Zhenqiu rolled his eyes and glanced to the side.

Although it's a bit strange to be told this, but think about it, I'll wait until this is over before paying tribute to my two good friends...

On the other side, Xiao Zizai was taking good care of his appearance before the meal, while his cell phone was playing the song "A Smile and It Passes" which he released in 01.

After shaving and washing his face, Xiao Zizai looked at himself in the mirror with great satisfaction.

“Not bad…”

"Er Zhuang, please send me Taoist Priest Zhao's cell phone number."

"Good~"

Zhao Guizhen, who was still meditating in the house, felt the screen of the mobile phone placed on the bed flash.

The reality in the photo was a boy with his hands tied behind his back. He was wearing a red skirt, and his neck and feet were also tied tightly. A large weight was hung under his feet, pulling him straight down.

Seeing this, Zhao Guizhen had no time to think. He put on his Taoist robe, picked up the bag he had packed in advance, and fled into the forest.

The soles of my feet stepped on the grass, making a rustling sound.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk!"

Suddenly, there was an uncomfortable sound of "clicking the tongue", which startled him and made him stop and look back.

"who!?"

"Oh my!" Sitting on a huge rock in the woods was Xiao Zizai, wearing a green sportswear.

He pushed up his glasses, and a faint reflection flashed through the lenses in the dark forest.

"Master, there is a saying that goes, on a dark and windy night, it is the time to kill and burn..."

"The road ahead is dangerous and it's not advisable to hurry. Why don't you sit down and talk to me?"

Hey!
Xiao Zizai threw the backpack he was carrying aside. The bag was heavy and no one knew what was inside.

(End of this chapter)