Fantasy Tech Reviewer

Mu Feng had actually gone astray.

The job given to him by the company is to be a reviewer, which not only evaluates various magical props produced by the company, but under normal circumstances, the core of all Mu Feng's actions should revolve around this.

The live broadcast room and video account that the system created for him exist for this purpose. By attracting attention on social media, evaluating props, and then steadily and slowly transforming the world step by step.

The evaluation of some powerful products will be placed in the subsidiary evaluation world such as One Piece, step by step, and finally complete the great cause of transforming the world.

But Mu Fengda did not follow the normal planned path from the very beginning.

He directly grasped the core of the company's interests - the change of the world, rather than what attracts attention, grabs attention, and has the power to change the world but is a clown on social media.

The strong change the world with their own will and thinking, rather than indirectly changing the world by influencing others.

Now that he has found the core of the problem, of course he will not do unnecessary things. So although he still has the status of a reviewer on his head, what he does is far from this position.

But there's nothing wrong with that. Even in the system's narrative, employees who focus on the key points are more likely to be favored by the company.

Easier to go to a higher level!

"So this thing... can it really achieve what I want?"

Mu Feng played with a transparent ghost-like key in his hand, blinked, feeling a bit playful

"The company never sells things with hidden defects." The system said calmly

"About this C+-level causal manipulation, we have discussed back and forth many times, and the final answer you came up with is already very close to the limit of this permission operation."

"It looks like... this causal manipulation is more powerful than I imagined."

Mu Feng smiled lightly and put away the keys, looking at the airplane model on the table in front of him

One day, a high-achieving student who had the same appearance and name as Mu Feng, who graduated from MIT with a Ph.D. in two years, was an orphan without father or mother. He was going to go back to China in the class that was going back to China, but in fact, he was going to play the role of a traitor.

And just today, a person like this 'Mu Feng' got on the same plane, and coincidentally, the plane crashed, the future traitor died, and the other Mu Feng got all his identities.

The above is the result obtained by Mu Feng using this C+ level causal law manipulation.

Taking the plane crash as the 'effect' and the falling of engine parts as the 'cause', the last 'detail' is to create a role that Mu Feng thinks is the perfect tool man.

After deciding the 0 and 1 of the start and end, the authority of causal control slowly adjusted the details in the middle, and what he got was this "tool man" so perfect that Mu Feng felt false

"Is this person 'created' by the company again, or did you use the ability to tamper with cognition to fabricate a non-existent person out of thin air?"

Facing Mu Feng's questioning, the system remained silent as always, but Mu Feng smiled disapprovingly.

Whether it is an illusory phantom or a tool man created purely for ease of use has little to do with Mu Feng now. All he needs to know is that it will be a good vest.

"According to the normal process of science fiction, this identity should go through the process of starting a company, selling products, playing games with big companies, winning in danger, unlocking technology, challenging Eagle Sauce, and finally stepping up to the top of the world step by step."

Mu Feng picked up the plane on the table, took off up and down in the air, squinted and said

"But I don't intend to go back to the other side of the road. It would be a waste of time. Starting a high-tech company or something is too low."

Li Mingqing's identity and that account have not yet been abolished, and they can still be used to promote the company that Mu Feng envisioned to change the world on the bright side.

And just like what Mu Feng said, if he followed the steps honestly, he might need to spend years in units of time to complete his goals.

This obviously made her unacceptable. It would be better to waste such a long time and do other things.

He needs an 'advertisement', an 'advertisement' that can instantly raise the company's reputation and attract the most attention—quickly win fame and capital, and reach the sky in one step

So what kind of advertisement in this world is the easiest to attract attention and reach the sky in one step?

This is a technology company, and it is obviously impossible to spread things like ghost and animal videos in the form of memes. At the same time, it should reflect technology, explosiveness, and the strength of the company.

Then, there is only one answer.

"There is only war propaganda in this world, which has the most intuitive effect and is the most irresistible point for the target audience."

Mu Feng put down the airplane model in his hand, grabbed two pawn chess pieces, and said lightly

"Of course, I can't sell arms, and I don't have the ability to build an arms empire like One Piece in this world. Well, just work in another direction."

Security companies, or in other words, mercenaries.

Although this occupation sounds like the result of nonsense in a novel, there are actually quite a few personal security companies in America, and most of the companies under this banner are mercenary companies.

The collection of mercenaries is the so-called security company, and it is basically impossible for them to be a mercenary group that is full of fantasy.

Accept entrustment, whether it is security work or fighting on the battlefield, as long as you have money, you can do anything. Personal security companies like the Blackwater Company have almost clearly marked the "killing price", and they had a full thousand formal employees in the Imperial Cemetery.

If an arms dealer is a blood-sucking ghost lying on the corpse of a war, then a mercenary is an out-and-out scavenging war hound.

The reputation of mercenaries must be very bad, but Mu Feng doesn't care. If you want to gain the reputation of a technology company in the fastest and most convenient way, using war is the fastest and fastest way.

Everything has been prepared, and as long as the right time comes, Mu Feng will leave Neon temporarily and start this plan in earnest.

But now, the current tedious affairs must be dealt with first. But if the culprit of that 'ghost' really chooses not to shrink back, Mu Feng can only leave Nihong for now.

"It's still seven days before the spring break..." Mu Feng looked at the calendar on his phone, silently calculating in his heart

"Seven days later..."

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"Taijie, listen to my persuasion, this matter will be over, don't worry about it."

On the empty playground, Makoto Ito was still persuading his friend not to make a fool of himself. He had no idea that his friend had been dumped.

"Ah, yes, um..."

Wuyou dealt with Makoto Ito carelessly. It has been three days since he pretended to be this body, but he still hasn't found the right time to strike.

From school to home, when Mu Feng went back, there was never a time when Mu Feng was alone. He almost always picked up the time when there were the most people. There was no room for Wu Mi to make a move.

As for going directly to the door, Wu Mi didn't have the guts. Who knows if that guy would plant a few nuclear weapons in his own home?

Seeing this appearance of his friend, Makoto Ito could only sigh helplessly. What should be said and what should be done has basically been benevolent and righteous. As a friend, he thinks that he has done enough.

Maybe Taisuke still couldn't recover from the humiliation of publicly chanting the self-criticism, after all, he is a guy who wants to save face.

In the distance, his new girlfriend, World World, was calling him, and Makoto Ito didn't have the intention to continue talking with his good friend, so he stood up and patted the dust on his buttocks and left.

"Taisuke, take care of yourself."

Wuyou watched Makoto Ito leave indifferently, the human interaction in the body he controlled made him feel uncomfortable all over. Wu Mi hates interpersonal communication. Although he is good at role-playing, expanding interpersonal relationships is something he hates.

Wu Mi waited for three days, and also considered for three days, and finally got the result - if there is really no chance, then he simply gave up for the time being.

Lurking for an opportunity, must leave this island country anyway,

He came to the sun-shielded gymnasium, turned on his phone, and scanned the news boredly. The majestic Ghost King spends his time watching the news, this scene is somewhat fantastic in every sense.

This news APP on Taisuke Zeyong's mobile phone posted the same news almost at the same time.

"Kamen Rider" fans attacked Neon No. 1 Middle School, campus security is worrying? '

Wu Mi's gaze quickly scanned the pictures, but stopped on the green bearded lizard knight. His face changed slightly, his eyes widened.

Just like Chang Ji, Wu Mi is extremely sensitive to things that contain his own blood, and even with the help of pictures, at first glance, he recognized that this 'thing' has his blood.

There is almost no need to guess, this guy must be a girl who was transformed by that Huaguo boy. But why she attacked that school, these are not things that Wu Can care about.

After doing such a daring thing, the news was leaked out. The girl might have been captured by humans, or worse, by the hybrids.

Then they follow the clues to catch Mu Feng, and then the possibility of taking him away is extremely high!

Wu Mi stood up with a groan, if that Hua country boy was taken away by those half-blood guys before him, it would undoubtedly be difficult for Wu Mi to see him and let him transform his body!

He paced back and forth anxiously in the warehouse, gritted his teeth slightly, and made up his mind.

"Let that scumbag try first..."

At the same time, Mu Feng's mobile phone also pushed this incredible news, he frowned slightly, and the mobile phone rang at the same time. He hesitated for a moment, then picked up the phone

"Mr. Mu, I think you must be wondering why Miss Yoshida's affairs are published."

On the other end of the phone, there was a slow and majestic voice, Mu Feng was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

"Let me introduce myself first, Mr. Mu."

"My name is Tsunekichi, and I am the one you want to get in touch with and get to know - Tsunekichi Ubuyashiki."

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ps: ask for tickets every day

Chapter 131 25. Brewing a Conspiracy

Ze Yuezhi has never felt such a carefree and transparent life in his life.

The body that has been gradually hollowed out due to years of drinking and sex has returned to its peak and even improved to a higher level. It has inexhaustible energy. Even after dozens of ejaculations, it still feels extremely clear-headed, and the whole body seems to be in a constant state. Peak condition.

For Ze Yuezhi, this kind of pleasure is countless times more comfortable than spraying medicine!

Not to mention the 'eternal life' that followed.

It's just that there is something to give and gain for this kind of happiness. While getting such a smooth and dripping body, it also has to pay the price of blood.

In the deepest box of a KTV with the door closed, amidst the ambiguous multicolored light of LED lights, the air exudes a smell of alcohol mixed with heather flowers.

The woman's joyful panting sound was constant all the time, but the voice of the man accompanying it was almost silent. In this process, until the woman stopped screaming, the panting sound became weaker and weaker.

At this time, the man finally made a sound.

It was a happy laugh when she showed her sharp teeth and saw the freshness and deliciousness, and then the female voice turned into a scream of extreme fear, and the sound of this moment was quickly blocked by the sound insulation of the entire box, the next moment , there is no longer any sound of fear.

There is only the sound of flesh and blood rubbing between the teeth, sticky hot blood flowing into the throat, and finally the sound of eating.

After about half an hour, Ze Yuezhi, who was half covered in blood, stood up and hiccupped, looking at the half-grown woman in front of him, squinting his eyes with happiness.

Ze Yuezhi didn't feel any discomfort about becoming a man-eating ghost and starting to eat the same kind in violation of human nature.

After all, he has always been such a man with an extremely low limit, a scum who can take action against his granddaughter without hesitation, and probably has little resistance to the change of identity.

It's just that I can't see the sun, which is a bit uncomfortable.

Ze Yuezhi sat down on the sofa in the blood-stained box. This KTV was given to him by one of his mistresses, and all the women he recruited these days are all his current mistresses.

But it seems that eating it is not an option.

Ze Yuezhi thought for a moment, he actually didn't have the experience of independent predation, and he didn't bother to learn, anyway, with his network of connections, he could eat for a long time just by killing cooked food...

Just when Ze Yuezhi was thinking about how to enjoy the real 'rice bowl', his cell phone rang, and the moment he connected, the cold voice on the other end of the phone made Ze Yuezhi tremble all over.

"Ze Yuezhi, I have a job for you to do."

On the other end of the phone, Wu Cang was slowly digesting a prey he just ate, and said coldly on his mobile phone

"I want you to take the family away, and then lure a boy to your KTV. I will come to you right away. Remember, don't do unnecessary things."

After Wu Mi said such a sentence, he hung up the phone and threw it directly into the trash can. Ze Yuezhi put down the phone with a look of fear and worry on his face.

If it is said that the most uncomfortable thing for Ze Yuezhi to become a ghost other than the price of not being able to bask in the sun is to succumb to the man who transformed himself into this appearance.

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi doesn't like himself, and Ze Yuezhi knows this very well. His attitude towards himself is not towards a subordinate at all, but towards a broken rag that can be thrown away at will.

But so what? He couldn't resist Wu Mian, and the ghost had to bow his head obediently under the eaves. Ze Yuezhi didn't even dare to tell Wu Mian that the boy's skin he borrowed now might still be his child.

If Wu Mi found out about this, Ze Yuezhi couldn't even imagine what the consequences would be, probably... he would really die without a whole body.

"Work hard." He sighed and began to clean up the messy dining scene

"Speaking of which, Boss looks pretty pretty..."

While Ze Yuezhi was packing up, his mind instantly drifted to an extremely distant place

...

A person's life, after all, still depends on the quality of reincarnation to determine the final upper limit.

Changji, who came to Tokyo, looked at the respectful Shinomiya Huangguang in front of him, and suddenly had such an idea.

Some people can't reach the beginning of others even if they work hard for a lifetime, and some people can't see the same perspective as others no matter how hard they work.

This is true for wealth and social status, but as a collective of human society, we can see the possibility of climbing beyond class after all.

But there are gaps that are born to open gaps that cannot be crossed.

Bloodline and clan, when the bright red blood flowing in the body really distinguishes high from low, good from bad, this physiological chasm is the real despair.