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Thinking of this, Kaneki felt happy for her senior, but... could not help feeling a little jealous.

After all, she was the one who dragged herself into this bad situation, and it was she who bit herself into a monster. Even though she used to be a good friend who talked about everything, Kaneki also felt that it was natural for him to hate senior.

"Cappuccino at table three! Are your ears broken?"

Just when Kaneki was distracted, a beautiful girl with light blue hair covering half of her eyes stood in front of her and said unceremoniously

"Don't be lazy! Otherwise, your salary today will be gone!"

"I know Kirishima-san, please raise your hand."

Kaneki had a helpless smile, the kind of good-natured smile he had learned to adapt to the surrounding atmosphere

The girl glanced at him, turned her head and continued to work, Kaneki looked at everything in the shop, and sighed softly.

His undercover mission has gone smoothly so far...

That day, the girl named Touka Kirishima fought with the ghoul 'Gecko' who was supposed to accompany her in acting, but Kaneki simply followed the good example and joined in to save the beauty.

Well, this girl is actually much better at fighting than him, at most he will play the role of increasing momentum and scaring away geckos.

Then, as a matter of course, he sneaked into this coffee shop called 'Antique' as a wild ghoul Kaneki Ken.

The people here... oh no, ghouls, most of them are gentle people.

Adding up the inside and outside of this coffee shop, counting Kaneki himself, there are about ten people.

Those few people Jin Mu secretly wrote down their appearance, but presumably since they all sent themselves undercover to this kind of place, the information on these ghouls must have been grasped by Mu Feng long ago.

The manager of this store is a very kind old man, Kaneki always thinks of his grandfather when he looks at him...

These people must have their own stories behind them, either tragic or boring, Kaneki is actually very curious about their stories, but as an undercover agent, he always has to remind himself not to get too emotionally involved.

"Jin Mu-jun, are you okay tonight?"

The store manager's gentle voice came from the bar. The tall, thin, gray-haired old man stretched out his hand to signal Kaneki to come over, and said softly

"If you don't mind, can you go get the 'ingredients' with Dong Xiang tonight?"

Jin Mu's gaze froze, and he nodded heavily.

...

Europe Spencer Manor

The former leader of Umbrella, Spencer, the all-powerful leader of the great chaebol, was sitting in a wheelchair gloomyly, looking at the dark clouds outside the window without saying a word.

His company, everything he was, everything he had fought for... was over.

The moment those evidences were submitted to the Supreme Court, and when all international pharmaceutical companies unanimously launched a war against Umbrella, Spencer knew that everything was over.

The nuclear bomb that had been expected to destroy the evidence disappeared, and the incident in Raccoon City was completely unstoppable.

Even the Bald Eagle government cannot turn a blind eye to the tragedy of a city, plus the missing intercontinental missile. They need someone to blame, and Umbrella is the most suitable choice.

Anyway, they were the ones who did it, and their interests were no longer enough for the government to spend their energy to keep them.

That being the case, it is of course the best choice to kill Umbrella along with those big companies and carve up its corpse to stop losses.

Still, Umbrella wasn't finished so easily.

The European headquarters in Paris immediately withdrew most of its manpower and research materials, and Spencer also immediately prepared to transfer all assets and research properties, preparing for a comeback.

If Spencer was twenty years younger, he certainly wouldn't feel so hopeless, and would even have the spirit to make a comeback.

But now, it can't, it really can't...

He was old and dying, and with such a body, he could hear the ringtone of death calling him at any time.

Time has not given Spencer the ability to start over, so he has no scruples!

There was a look of sternness in Spencer's eyes. He still held the details of Umbrella's business for many years in his hands. He wanted to go to Neon, and he wanted Mufeng to give him a new life!

This is what he owes to himself. Considering that the trio in Los Santos are all in Raccoon City, the black hand who killed Umbrella must have a share of Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals!

call! ! !

The closed window was suddenly blown open by the cold wind. Spencer frowned and raised his head. At some point, a familiar figure stood on the window.

He was wearing a black windbreaker and black sunglasses, and the face he had created with his own hands carried a banter that made Spencer terrified.

"Wesker...you're here."

"Mr. Spencer..."

Looking at the old man, Wesker swallowed the opening remarks that he had prepared for a long time, because it no longer made sense.

Wesker's whole life has been dancing in the palm of this old man.

The Wesker Project, initiated by Spencer, hopes that after the cleansing world will be ruled by "excellent races" with high IQ, the first step of the human cleansing plan full of ridiculous concepts of Freemasonry is to screen out the qualified By.

By collecting hundreds of children from high-IQ families and observing for several years, the two best Weskers were sent to Umbrella, while all the rest of the children were injected with the ancestor virus for a race selection.

Only two people passed this screening, Albert Wesker and his 'sister' Alex Wesker, and the rest all failed.

And these two children who passed the screening, under the guidance of Spencer behind the scenes and under the training of Umbrella, inherited Spencer's views on human cleansing, and then they carried out the ancestors under Spencer's control. Virus implantation.

For Wesker, it is the ancestor virus that was handed over to William and finally adjusted to Wesker.

His whole life, including escaping from feigning death, is all under Spencer's control.

This made Wesker feel uneasy and terrified, like countless shackles were trapped on his body, but...he was freed.

"Where is Alex? Looks like this, has she betrayed you?"

Wesker looked mockingly at the dying old man in the wheelchair, and sneered:

Her good sister is different from herself. She has been serving Spencer and developing the so-called 'immortality' virus for Spencer.

But there is no doubt that his good sister, who inherited all Wesker's ambitions, chose to betray Spencer and left him with information and funds when Umbrella had an accident.

"You shouldn't know about this, you shouldn't..."

Spencer sighed in confusion, Wesker shouldn't be here, at least now...he shouldn't be here.

"Are you still delusional about returning to your youth, delusional about being able to continue your stupid plan?"

Wesker took off his sunglasses, looking down at Spencer with red eyes, with a coldness that stunned him

Wesker shouldn't know his life experience, and he won't know it at this time. But he knew his life experience, just like he knew that there are many things in this world that cannot be explained by common sense.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Wesker grinned mockingly. This stupid old guy claims to be a descendant of ancient European aristocrats, and the creator of a new human being... Heh, what a ridiculous title.

He didn't even know that there are many incomprehensible things in this world besides human beings. He didn't even know that just outside Chicago, there was a group of superhuman beings with 'dragon blood'.

He doesn't know anything, but stupidly and vainly wants to launch the so-called plan to cleanse mankind, and he spends a lot of time, stupid, and ridiculous.

"I'm going to be a god!" Spencer said excitedly

"I will be the creator of the new world! And you should have stood by my side, holding the crown of the gods with me..."

"Gods don't want people to wait on them even when they defecate."

Wesker sneered, and pierced Spencer's left chest with his right hand like lightning. Under his horrified and unbelievable eyes, he crushed his heart neatly!

A generation of tyrants, Umbrella's mastermind behind the scenes, died quietly like this.

"It will be me to become a god!"

"God is not a good thing." A playful and teasing voice came from the direction of the window.

Wesker turned his head and put on his sunglasses again. The man leaning against the window was wearing a white kimono and a mask. He couldn't see his face, and he couldn't read his heart at all.

But this is not a person, or rather, he is not a human being.

"A man who's gone mad is interesting, but useless for planning."

He left the window, stood in front of Spencer's body and sneered, then bent down, and put his right hand lightly on Spencer's body.

A scarlet strange snake emerged from the back of his hand, lingered around and sank into Spencer's body, then he stood up and put his other hand on Wesker's shoulder.

Accompanied by a surge of dark red energy, Weeks turned into Spencer. Whether it's height, or voice, or body shape...

"You need two hours a day to remove this appearance, otherwise it will be very troublesome when you change back."

"How long can this last?" Wesker sat on Spencer's wheelchair and asked indifferently with his appearance

"Enough." The masked man smiled

"Enough for our plan to complete."

"A plan to make the world tear off his hypocrisy."

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Chapter 282 30. Foraging and World Hooligans

Aokigahara Sea

At the foot of Mount Fuji, this forest in Yamanashi Prefecture is a scenic spot that attracts a large number of tourists every year.

But these tourists came in, and many never came out.

This forest is also famous in the world, but the fame it enjoys has never been a good view. The most famous thing here is its name of "suicide holy land".

In fact, most of the name of this suicide forest was 'hyped'.

In the middle of the 20th century, a writer named Seicho Matsumoto wrote a famous novel "The Pagoda in the Wave". A character in the novel came here to find death. In the 1960s, this novel was moved to It was made into a movie on the screen, and since then, the "fame" of Aokigen's suicide resort has spread like wildfire.

Before that, the number of dead people in this forest was actually not as many as imagined.

Every autumn, the police will hold an annual body search operation in the sea of ​​trees in Aokigahara. This operation has been carried out for more than 30 times. In the first few years, about 20 bodies were found every year. Since a Japanese book "Complete Suicide Handbook" specifically reminded this place, Aoki

Yuan Shuhai is more famous. Since the economic downturn in the last century with neon signs, more and more people have chosen to commit suicide here, so that the police had to put up a large number of signs at the entrance, asking them to go Die elsewhere.

Of course, if the number of suicides really determines where a suicide holy place is, then in fact, most of the big cities in the world can completely explode this hyped-up suicide forest...

This place can be said to be more and more evil in the rumors, so in the middle of the night, unless you want to die, you will definitely not come here.

Because of this, for a group of 'vegetarian' ghouls like Kirishima Touka, this is the best 'cafeteria'

The rumbling truck stopped at the entrance of the Aokigahara Sea, Kaneki dressed in a black protective suit glanced at the dark and silent forest, and shivered unavoidably.

Knowing what he was going to do and what to do next, Kaneki felt instinctively disgusted.

You must know that although he became a ghoul, he has never eaten a bite of human flesh so far. Mu Feng asked him to be an undercover agent, and naturally prepared a lot of 'meal replacements' for him.

But going on like this is actually not a solution, Jin Mu knew that sooner or later he would have to 'receive' several such relief meals from the owner of the coffee shop, and he might have to eat a few mouthfuls, the more he thought about it, the more disgusting he felt.

"Why did we travel so far to pick up the corpses..." Kaneki couldn't help complaining

"Isn't there more suicides in Tokyo every day than in this forest?"

"Are you going to snatch someone else's corpse in full view? Or sneak into the morgue and steal someone else's corpse?"

Kirishima Touka glanced at him and said with disdain

"Stop talking nonsense, you should be able to smell the smell of dead people, go find them separately, you have to find at least eight of them tonight."

After saying that, the girl turned into a black shadow and fled away. Kaneki sighed and rushed towards the depths of the forest.

This tragic and terrible task and identity gave Kaneki the only thing to be thankful for, probably this superhuman body.

Superhuman senses, superhuman strength, superhuman speed, and the "special identity" that he had fantasized about many times in the second grade came to him, but he was not happy at all.

After all, in addition to being a really fragrant monster, everyone is basically Ye Gong's good dragon.

Opening up his sense of smell, Kaneki closed his eyes, sensing the smell of all the human corpses near this forest.

For ghouls, this incredibly sensitive sense of smell is not surprising, basically every ghoul has it—but only for the smell of humans.

After all, human beings are the only name on the barren diet of such deformed creatures as ghouls. From the perspective of biological evolution, it would be strange if the functions of hunting and exploring the only food have not yet evolved.

Soon, Kaneki found his goal.

It was a young girl who looked twenty-eight years old, wearing a long white dress, her face was pale, she seemed to have died of taking drugs.

Kaneki bent down and picked up a photo from her side. In the photo was this young and beautiful girl, smiling sweetly and hugging another boy.

Died in love, or committed suicide because of being dumped by her boyfriend, Kaneki judged.

She seemed to have been dead for a while, Kaneki bent down, even in winter, the corpse already gave off a smell.