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"Your affairs, and the transformation on your body. This kind of thing cannot be made public. If you let your relatives and friends know about it and make it known to the public—"

He paused, and said in a very regretful tone.

"Then we can only stop your follow-up maintenance and maintenance work."

Fang Shan's body trembled, his head seemed to have been poured with cold water, and he nodded heavily.

He originally planned to find his girlfriend first, but now... at least for a month, he must hold back.

"Alright then. In this way, you go out to get used to your body first, here... I have to meet the next employee."

Mu Feng patted the box of money, smiled lightly and said

"Going out and having fun, it sure sucks being stuck in a wheelchair for three years. Go find some fun and let yourself relax."

Fang Shan nodded, put on his clothes, covered his prosthetic body completely, and left the room.

"How? How do you feel?"

Mu Feng turned his head away, and smiled lightly at Mu Shang who had been standing not far from him all this time.

"...What he wants to see and what he can see in the future, I'm afraid I will let you control it."

Mu Shang looked at Fang Shan who left outside the window, narrowed his eyes and said

Mu Feng smiled, the central 0.22nm chip that captures the tiny prosthetic eyeball that illuminates the outside world is exchanged here in the system, and it is very cheap. Similarly, he is the only one who can control the program of the electronic components of the VR device.

He can decide what Fang Shan's glasses can see and what he can't see. If necessary, the electronic signal interference implanted in the brain can also block his sense of smell and hearing of certain objects.

The five senses of human beings have never been reliable. Observing the world by relying on the senses will eventually go through the brain, and directly interfering with the brain can make all the senses annihilate at the source.

"But I gave him a real new life." Mu Feng said lightly

"Just like you, Mr. Mulsanne, how does the new body feel...how?"

He hooked his hands lightly, and the transparent silk thread instantly cut across Mu Shang's head, and cut off his head without hindrance.

However, there was not even a drop of blood, and there was no smell of blood in the air.

"what are you doing?!"

Mushang's head was suspended in mid-air, and he said dissatisfiedly

"It seems that you have adapted to your abilities."

With a light flick of Mu Feng's finger, the five-color thread dismantled Mu Shang into pieces instantly, but those 'corpses' were suspended in the air, as if being dragged by an invisible force.

Mushang's transformation is rather special. Mu Feng didn't implant too many electronic muscles in his body. Except for the parts that strengthen his body, he can almost be said to be original.

He injected a tube of fruit splitting factor into this guy's body.

After using the 'Grusnik's operation box', the operation with a high mortality rate was not only successfully completed, but also the fusion was perfect. It's just that on the other hand, there is a little more 'change' in him that Mu Feng didn't expect.

"Although I've gotten used to it...but it's still hard for me to accept this unscientific setting."

Bursts of jumping arcs emerged from the 'fracture' of Mushang's limbs, and his body was reunited under the attraction of an invisible magnetic force.

This is the change brought about by "Grusnik's operation box". Without Mu Feng knowing the principle, this guy's body has a certain connection with the electronic components in his body, allowing him to have The ability to control electromagnetism.

There is no doubt that this is a very powerful ability, so powerful that Mu Feng is a little jealous, such a guy has obtained such a powerful ability for nothing.

But this is also relative. While being endowed with this unexpected ability, Mulsanne also paid a price—he can no longer get rid of the electronic components in his body, and his brain has mutated.

"I really don't know whether to thank you... or to hate you."

Mushang, who had glued his body together, patted his head, and what covered half of his head was a red and black 'hood', covering all parts except the mouth.

This is another mutation brought about by the plastic surgery. His brain is no longer able to secrete excess dopamine, melatonin, and hormones. In short, his mind will be kept in a 'calm' state.

Only by stimulating the brain with Mufeng's VR device can he maintain a state of interest and motivation in things. Without the VR mask, he would be in an almost vegetative state. Able to act, but hardly interested in anything.

"At least, you don't have to endure the persecution of those drugs anymore, don't you?"

Mu Feng squinted and smiled, and said softly

"Although it is uncomfortable to keep your brain in such a calm state, from another perspective, I have solved your biggest problem. From today on, you can live as a 'normal person' with your head held high .”

"Normal person?" Mushang laughed at himself. He touched the mask covering half of his head, and the limbs that seemed to be disassembled at any time, and sneered.

"There's something about me that looks like a normal person..."

But Mu Feng was right, he did get rid of the drug addiction that haunted him like a nightmare, although he survived in a form that could hardly be called a 'human'. But... It's better than the previous appearance of neither human nor ghost.

"Okay, what do you want me to do, boss?"

Mu Shang folded his hands behind his back, and said in a somewhat frivolous voice, Mu Feng pondered for a moment, then slowly said

"You are different from Fang Shan. You are a former criminal police officer and an undercover agent. Your network is much wider than his former firefighter. I want you to do the same thing as him and recruit some qualified operators for the company."

"At the same time, you will be directly responsible for my guarding work. If necessary...I will give you some special tasks."

Although it is very annoying to rush to arrange an internal anti-revolutionary officer in an organization with only two people at present, but since he has this ability and talent, it is a pity not to do this job.

"No problem, as long as you are willing, boss." Mu Shang said indifferently

"It's just the boss, I want to ask, if conditions permit, can I..."

"Do it after I come back." Mu Feng saw through this guy's meaning and said lightly

"After I come back, you can do whatever you want, as long as you don't involve me and the company. Clean up your hands, or I will handle it myself."

"It's really harsh...hehe, okay." Mu Shang laughed happily, and the eyes under the VR mask showed deep hatred.

This undercover policeman has completely changed. After giving everything but being easily abandoned by the organization, he no longer cares about the so-called justice and axioms before.

If the law and the country can't give him the justice he wants, then he will go get it back by himself, and take back a little bit of his own interest by the way...

"Then from today, Fang Shan's code name is Sundowner, and your code name..."

Mu Feng thought for a moment, and there was a bit of evil taste in the joy

"Let's call it Monsoon."

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Chapter 143 37. A Loving Father and a Filial Son

In the dimly lit hall, one after another people wearing masks to hide their real faces gathered here, wearing expensive handmade suits, with high-society movements that seemed to be implanted in the bones, happily and impatiently waiting for something .

An empty goblet was placed in front of them, but strangely, there was no bottle of red wine here.

Finally, above the hall, a young man in a white suit with a hairstyle covering half of his face came over, followed by a girl with long purple hair who lowered her head. There was a slight commotion in the crowd, but the young man just waved his hand, and they fell silent.

"At this moment, everyone who comes here is a loyal friend of our Ubayashiki family!"

The young man looked at the group of dignitaries wearing masks and laughed loudly.

"You are the real heart of this country. Without the leadership of your elites, this country may not even be able to function."

"We have enough money. Money allows us to overcome illness, but it cannot overcome aging, let alone death. At the end of life, there will be an inevitable long sleep, but who of you is willing to accept such a fate?"

"Now! What is before you is the holy blood that will completely transcend time and allow us to overcome birth, old age, sickness and death!"

The young man raised his hand, and the girl at the side raised the red wine bottle in his hand. Suddenly, the whole hall was filled with the sound of heavy breathing.

There was endless longing and endless pleading in that voice... Just like what the young man said, they who have mastered the ultimate means of production in this country can overcome all difficulties, but they cannot overcome the ruthlessness of time.

Death and time are fair to all, money or no money will take you. But this kind of fairness is the biggest unfairness to them, upper-class people.

They think that they are born noble and that they are the elite of human beings, so they shouldn't just die like ordinary pariahs and fall into eternal sleep.

And now, the answer to overcoming this final conundrum has come before them, denial? How is it possible, even if this eternal life is full of vampire-like flaws, it will always be eternal life.

"Tonight, let's drink the holy blood and stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods!"

With a weird smile, the girl poured a glass of 'wine' to everyone below, and the red, viscous liquid rolled in their glasses, just like the holy blood Jesus bestowed on believers.

"We will gain eternal, eternal life, the glory of not being old, and as higher creatures, we will rule the world forever!"

The young man raised his goblet and said loudly

"Praise the Holy Blood!"

...

Kyoto Ubuyashiki House

In the room, the dim light brought a drowsy smell, and the old man sitting in the middle of the room, Teriyashiki Teriyaki, was writing something while coughing violently.

His physical condition is getting worse and worse, because Wu Mi is not dead, he is still alive in this world.

That horrible man-eating monster and Kabukicho turned a whole nightclub into man-eating ghosts not long ago. The head of the Inuyama family led a team to eliminate the group of evil spirits, but was hit hard by the bomb left by Wuyou in the end.

Inuyamaga himself was only slightly injured, but those capable officers around him, his "birds" suffered heavy casualties.

For the Patriarch of the Inuyama family, killing the girl of the Inuyama family in front of him is no different from the endless declaration of war.

The Inuyama family took the initiative to take over the investigation of martial law throughout Tokyo. They chased and killed Oni Mai Tsuji Wumi all over the world, but they would always be slipped away by the other party.

Wu Mi seems to have gone crazy, constantly creating those "ghosts" while running around in Neon, and the Inuyama family who chased him all the way will always be slipped away by Wu Mi at the most critical moment.

However, in just one and a half months, Wu Mi has caused more than 20 brutal and inhuman murders in various places in Neon. This behavior of openly provoking the underground society of Neon has completely stirred up the originally peaceful island country.

And Hui Lizai, as the person who had faced Wu Mi directly, was inevitably under surveillance in this storm.

"Cough cough cough cough cough!"

Teriya coughed violently, and when he took the handkerchief from his mouth, it was stained with scarlet blood.

There was a bitter and helpless expression on that aging face. In fact, he could live for so long, and he already felt that he would die without regrets. He would feel extremely satisfied when he died suddenly surrounded by his children and grandchildren.

But if he died under Wu Mi's curse, it would be difficult for him to rest in peace.

Originally thought that the curse of the family had finally ended in his own generation, but the cockroach-like invincible Wuyou reappeared again. Teriyaki felt that the Ubuyashiki family and the Demon Slayer Team had not fulfilled enough responsibilities... …

who to blame? No, none of the warriors who fought against Wu Mi in that battle was worthy of being blamed by Hui Lizai. He blamed himself, his own incompetence and stupidity, and he wasted ninety years to let Wu Mi stand in the sun again. under.

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi is something that shouldn't live in this world, and it is only natural that he is cursed because of his bloodline. It's just that Hui Lizai doesn't want this catastrophic curse to continue on his descendants after his death...

"Father."

A soft voice sounded as the door was pushed open, Teriya raised his head, and said to Xiu Xiu who was sitting in front of the door.

"The guests of Sheqi Bajia have already left, but the 'eyes' they stayed to monitor us have not decreased, and even increased a few."

"There's nothing we can do about it, He Xiu, we can only endure it."

Hui Liya heard the impatience and anger in his son's words, smiled bitterly, and advised

"That is the curse of our Ubuyashiki clan. Onimai Tsuji Mumi is our retribution, and it is also a responsibility we must eradicate."

"Remember the story I told you when you were a child? How many brave people sacrificed themselves to eliminate that disaster. Compared with them, what are we?"

"Yes, father, I remember." Chang Ji said softly

"Kaodo Tanjiro, Undead Kawa Minya, Purgatory Yoshijuro... I always remember the stories of those heroes."

"They once bravely faced the most terrifying and cruel monsters in the world. Their courage is a hymn, a hymn of human beings."

Chang Ji changed the subject and said softly

"But... Father, times have changed. Wu Mi is no longer scary, and man-eating monsters are no longer scary. He is just a rare beast in the zoo. His existence is worthless, but the value he brings, Incalculable."

Hui Lizai froze for a moment, then remained silent for a long time, looking at his own son, at the looming face in the shadow of the backlight, his expression seemed to have aged several decades.

"You still did it..."

Teriya said bitterly, looking at his son, looking at the son who gradually turned back to his youthful appearance, said in a low voice

"Did you still choose to submit to him..."

"It's not submission, it's domination. Father, I have always dominated him, and he has never dominated me."

Miyashiki Tsunekichi stood up slowly, looking at his father calmly with his eyes, but still with a hint of longing

"Ghost Dance Tsuji is not worth mentioning." He said softly

"Perhaps in the era of a hundred years ago, his existence could become the enemy and disaster of mankind. But in this era, and now, his existence is nothing but a bubble that is as insignificant as a floating shadow."

When faced with unarmed people, tigers are a disaster. To those who hold cold weapons, tigers mean the test of a narrow escape. But to humans who hold hot weapons, tigers are just for viewing in zoos. animals.

"Gimui Tsuji has been dominated by us, and his existence has been reduced to a specimen in a glass tube."