I write obituaries for the gods

"..."

Inside the conference hall on the 46th floor, Hua Molan crossed her legs and watched the donation ceremony being broadcast live on the projection screen.

"How grandiose," she said casually. "Ms. J, can we really resolve public opinion this way?"

“As long as you don’t cause trouble, it’s fine. The public is always so easy to fool,” Ms. J said, looking at Hua Molan across from her. “Let’s get straight to the point. The Yudu City Government sent the Investigation Bureau to deal with us, right?”

“You’re wrong,” Jiang Zhengge interrupted before Hua Molan could speak, “We only started investigating after the Iron Horn Bridge incident you caused.”

“And then there’s your framing of United Concrete Group,” Li Zhanyi said. “If your methods hadn’t been so despicable, we wouldn’t have had to investigate to this extent.”

“I must make one thing clear first,” Ms. J shook her head, “the Iron Cape Bridge incident was not caused by us.”

“Now that we’re here, there’s no need for us to play dumb anymore, right?” Hua Molan looked at Ms. J with a smile.

“Let me reiterate,” Ms. J said, looking directly at Hua Molan, “it was not caused by 'us'.”

"..."

This time, Hua Molan understood the unspoken meaning:

The Iron Cape Bridge incident was not caused by hawks.

They are doves.

“Euclid, as the leader of the doves, is currently aggressively seizing our power,” Ms. J said in a low voice. “My son is also a victim of this power struggle.”

“Your son has not done what he should have done,” Jiang Zhengge pointed out sharply. “He treats human life as worthless, and it is only a matter of time before he is killed.”

"Johnston died while cleaning up Euclid's mess!" Ms. J's voice rose several octaves. "If it weren't for the radical actions of the doves, Ironhorn Bridge wouldn't have collapsed, and Optimus Prime at least saved a lot of people in the process!"

“He used his reputation as a hero to gain wealth and status that didn’t belong to him, but he failed to fulfill his duties,” Li Zhanyi said, his voice trembling with emotion. “Karma!”

"Alright, Zhanyi," Hua Molan advised softly, "Don't waste your breath on her; that's not the point of today."

“I think we should get straight to the point…” Ms. J suppressed the anger in her voice, “We need to reconcile.”

"Is this a reconciliation, or do you want to use us against the doves?" Jiang Zhengge narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Aren't you also trying to use us to deal with the doves?" Ms. J said softly. "Don't forget, even if the doves are our enemies, if they fall, it's the foundation that will bleed. Either way, you'll be the winners."

"Then you have no choice but to blame yourselves for not being able to keep each other in check," Jiang Zhengge said with a smile.

He looked down at his phone and sent two words:

"Ready?"

"Ready in position."

Lin Chen quickly replied to Jiang Zhengge and put his phone back in his pocket.

He looked up and saw the dome projecting blue sky and white clouds, towering trees, and birdsong and fragrant flowers.

The Abnormal Entity Ecological Park is the main profit-generating project of the Foundation's Xiwang District.

This is basically a well-decorated zoo, except that it doesn't exhibit animals.

It is an abnormal entity.

"Mosquito hunters look exactly like mosquitoes, but they don't need to suck blood. They are nocturnal and specialize in hunting mosquitoes..."

"The mop cat is emotionally stable, likes to roll around on the floor, and will take the initiative to clean the house."

"Big Daddy Cat, the leader of the mop cats, can command ten mop cats to clean your villa/apartment. You'll need to purchase a telepathic command frame..."

Lin Chen stopped beside a small shelf and looked at the dignified orange cat, Daddy, in the center of the shelf.

Upon seeing Lin Chen, it suddenly opened its mouth wide:

"what!"

Four or five tongues were sticking out of its mouth.

"..." Lin Chen's lips twitched, thinking to himself that this thing really had a father.

These friendly, unusual entities are basically products cultivated by the foundation and have been promoted in the last two years. Currently, only middle-class families can afford to raise them.

These things don't need to eat or drink, and they can survive anywhere. They're perfect as pets, but they need an injection of a blocking agent once a month to prevent them from attracting subspace erosion.

Blockers aren't cheap, and unlike the "police officers" of the Investigation Bureau, they don't earn money for themselves to buy blockers.

Those are legitimate laborers.

Lin Chen pushed the cleaning cart through the visitors and into the staff entrance.

Using the map provided by Professor Jürgen, he quickly found the laboratory area of ​​the eco-park and crawled into a toilet.

Soon, an employee walked into the restroom humming a little tune and closed the door.

A few minutes later, Lin Chen walked out of the room dressed as an employee, pretending nothing had happened, and hummed a little tune as he entered the laboratory area.

He greeted everyone on the street with a nonchalant air, glancing inside each laboratory he passed.

After circling around, Lin Chen went directly into the "Mirage City" and quickly searched for the supervisor's whereabouts.

He quickly found the supervisor—Laboratory Number Three, a bald man.

Why is he bald again...?

Lin Chen approached the experimenters and listened attentively to their conversation:

"...Are you sure this thing can be sold to the high-end market? This is 'Sandman'! The moment it starts singing, the whole building will fall asleep!"

"Oh dear, you don't understand the current high-end market. Rich people don't sleep well. We can sell Sleep Deprivation to those detached villa owners, and the problem will be solved, right?"

"So how much do you think this thing can sell for? How many people in the rain own a detached villa? Besides, the danger of its containment failing is too great..."

"..."

Lin Chen left the "Mirage City," approached the laboratory window, and looked inside.

Through the containment container, he saw "Sandman": a kitten hugging a pillow.

They're quite cute.

He's much cuter than that cat daddy outside.

Lin Chen glanced at the bald manager again, thought for a moment, and then came up with a plan.

"Louis, turn off the alarm system. I'm about to begin."

After speaking, Lin Chen closed his eyes, sensing the tombstone of "Bai Duozhi," and projected his power onto himself—

"Zizzizi..."

When Lin Chen opened his eyes again, a deep blue light shimmered in them.

He aimed at the supervisor, as if he could see a hole in the back of his head, a hole large enough for his consciousness to pass through—

"Zzzzz!!!"

Accompanied by electromagnetic interference, Lin Chen came into the supervisor's view.

He immediately felt a strong sense of rejection: the supervisor's brain was rejecting him!

Haha... After all, I'm not a big-headed doll like Baiduozhi, so it's normal that my ability to invade consciousness is a bit weak.

Before being completely excluded, Lin Chen entered a command:

Open the containment jar for Sandman!

......

Chapter 128 Rope Sudden Assault (Fifth Update)

"Hey, supervisor, what are you doing?"

When the researchers saw the supervisor reach out to touch the "Sleepyhead" jar, they instinctively tried to stop him.

But it was too late.

"Hehe, Hakimi, cute, Hakimi."

The supervisor let out a strange laugh as he reached out and pressed the release button on the containment container.

"Ka!"

The containment container suddenly opened, and in an instant, everyone stopped moving.

The researchers' eyes were fixed on the kitten: it yawned, stretched, and then turned to look at them.

"Quickly turn off the button..." the researcher whispered, "It's not on yet..."

The next second, the kitten suddenly opened its blood-red mouth wide:

"This is Qinghai-Tibet Plateau."

"high--------"

"Awoooo ...

In an instant, all the researchers collapsed to the ground, including the supervisor.

Lin Chen had already covered his ears, but the piercing, demonic sound still overwhelmed his consciousness, causing him to fall into a deep sleep.

The next second, accompanied by an electric shock from the cradle of consciousness, he suddenly sat up.

Just then, the kitten's song came to an end:

"Original!!!!!"

Lin Chen got up and looked inside through the laboratory glass: he saw the kitten yawn and then fall asleep again, hugging its pillow.

Is this thing really a sleep demon? Using sound waves to knock people unconscious is called a sleep demon?

So my 23mm single-headed armor-piercing round can also be considered a tranquilizer dart?

Lin Chen agreed with the supervisor's point of view: For a rich person to spend a fortune on this to hypnotize themselves, unless they're mentally ill, sleeping like this is worse than buying a 9mm pistol, loading it with a blank, and shooting themselves in the head...

Imagining these bizarre scenarios, Lin Chen's lips twitched twice, and he pressed the earpiece:

"Louis, prepare to take over the monitoring system of the eco-park."

"Received. It'll only take about thirty seconds. Any longer and it'll be detected."

"That's enough, let's begin."

"Snapped!"

Lin Chen bent down, rushed into the laboratory, and quickly took off the Level 2 access card hanging on the chest of the park manager.

He stuffed the access card into his pocket, straightened his collar, calmly walked out of the lab, and returned to the restroom.

When Lin Chen stepped out of the restroom again, he had transformed back into the cleaning worker.

He pushed his cleaning tools, swiped his card to enter the private elevator, and pressed the button for the 47th floor.

"Ding!"

The door opened, and Lin Chen pushed his cleaning tools out, entering the restaurant floor from the back area.

Since he came out from backstage, no one realized he was in a private elevator, as most people aren't particularly wary of a cleaner.

It wasn't lunchtime yet, and the restaurant hadn't opened for business; the staff were cleaning the tables and chairs.

Lin Chen muttered some complaints about the weather as he passed by them and pushed the cart directly into the toilet.

As soon as he entered the restroom, Lin Chen locked the door from the inside and then took out tools such as nails and ropes from under the cart.

These were all brought in by Oswald in advance.

Lin Chen assembled the anchor points, walked to the window, and forcefully drove the anchor points into the floor.

Next, he tied one end of the safety rope to the anchor point and the other end around his waist, then pulled hard.

"I'm going to get ready to rappel," Lin Chen said, pressing the earpiece. "Cooperate with me."

"..."

On the conference floor, Jiang Zhengge stood up and placed his hands on the table.

“Since we’re talking about peace talks, then we can discuss terms,” Jiang Zhengge said in a low voice.

Ms. J nodded, snapped her fingers, and suddenly a buzzing sound came from the ceiling.

With the "absolute confidentiality" mode activated, steel curtains fell, completely obscuring the floor-to-ceiling windows of the conference floor.

“Now, no one will be eavesdropping on us,” Ms. J said, looking directly at Jiang Zhengge. “Tell me, what are your conditions?”