I really don't want to be lucky

Chapter 242 241. Fang's new high-tech weapon research
Some residents whose families have turned into zombies still have beautiful fantasies about zombies, thinking that they will one day return to human appearance.

Some young people who worshiped the power of zombies began to establish sects privately. The sect believed that the power of zombies and human reason can coexist, but they only need to continuously cultivate and educate the descendants of humans and zombies.

What the officials don't know is that a niche and secretive zombie worship trend is becoming popular in Tiangong City.

Because of the worship of zombies, evil sects dance and meet under the full moon.

In memory of the zombie family, residents sacrifice cat and dog corpses at home and recite their own spells to summon the zombies back home.

And all of this has nothing to do with the Tiangong City Diplomatic Guest House.

Hua Mengmeng, who was wearing pink pajamas, ate a lollipop and sunk comfortably into the soft sofa in the guest house room. She didn't pay attention to the rumors about the zombie sect at all.

She thought that on such a beautiful night, it would be better to take a bubble bath to wash away the tiredness of the day, drink a glass of red wine, and sleep comfortably.

However, at this moment, there was a hasty knock on the door of Hua Mengmeng's room.

"Who? Don't you know it's so late?"

Hua Mengmeng stood behind the door angrily, and did not open the door immediately.

"Report to Mrs. Hua, we are the people sent directly by the Holy Church."

A mellow male voice sounded.

"Some members of the Holy Church joined the zombie evil faction in Tiangong City. Now we have arrested them and brought them to justice. I am here to report to you, my lord."

This?
Hua Mengmeng looked back out of the window, Tiangong City's fireworks celebrating the normal trade had stopped blooming, and the night sky was dead silent.

A question mark appeared in Hua Mengmeng's mind. She knew that some members of the Tiangong City branch had strange backgrounds, and many of them were relatives of those in power in the branch, but she did not expect that they would also suffer.

Although Hua Mengmeng also intends to kick these people out, but the matter of Tiangong City's resistance has stumped her, and the current coincidence is according to his wish.

"Wait a minute, let me take a look."

Hua Mengmeng took a deep breath and opened the door, and glanced at the temple members who were tied behind the temple guards like rice dumplings.

Seeing the overlapping of those people's appearance and impression, Hua Mengmeng knew it well.

"Okay, let's go."

"This is the arrest notice document, please sign it, my lord."

The atmosphere was awkward for a while, and no one moved.

The captain of the guard brought the arrest warrant selflessly, and Hua Mengmeng found that there was a bold and red text on it that said "confirmation of criminal facts".

Usually the church documents write this way, and the members who are caught are sure to die.

Hua Mengmeng's heart was pounding. It seemed that the Holy Church was really selfless this time and had killed relatives just for justice.

But not long after Hua Mengmeng sat down, there was a sudden "dong dong dong" knock on the door again.

"Who, it's the middle of the night, you really don't want to let people sleep, do you?"

Hua Mengmeng angrily went to open the door, but there was nothing outside the door, only a letter.

"A new type of weapon? Leng Zideng will reciprocate. It's really interesting."

Leng Zideng brought ten supernatural beings back to the Leng family, and his status in the Leng family has risen sharply.

Moreover, he used the resources of the Leng family to focus on supporting a supernatural being who knew how to charm.

He sent it to the bed of the leader of Fang's team who specializes in monitors. After going back and forth, Leng Zideng got two samples of Fang's newly developed high-tech weapons.

Leng Zideng kept a copy for himself, and gave the other to Hua Mengmeng.

The letter emphasized that it doesn't matter whether she wants to study it privately or hand it over to the Holy Church.

"It should be a good thing for someone to befriend me, but why do I always feel weird?"

Hua Mengmeng squeezed the plain white letter paper tightly, looking at the signed Lengzi lamp and the storage address of the weapon, she was a little undecided.

The psychic tabloid has been stationed in Tiangong City for many days, but the robot residents who were tired of being asked were too lazy to reply to him with the same answer.

However, the reporter found that important people like You Xiaowu and Li You were heavily guarded and could not be interviewed at all.

"Made, you can't just return without success, right? It would be too embarrassing for our psychic tabloid."

Wu Pobi of the Psychic Tabloid is the planner of this interview and the leader of a group of direct reporters and expatriate information personnel.

A thick-set information agent rubbed his butt, his face wrinkled like a bitter melon.

He adopted some "special" interview methods with the widowed and lonely old man. He was about to succeed, but was bitten by his dog and kicked out.

"Yes, this is not a slap on my ass? It is clearly a slap on your face!"

Photographer Wang Mei glanced at this person and said politely:

"Don't treat everyone as a fool, can you? Hou Chen, your ass is equal to Teacher Wu's face? You really know how to curse."

"puff"

"whee"

Someone in the reporter group couldn't help laughing.

Originally, Wu Pobi was rather complacent about his status as the boss among the reporters.

Being touted as comfortable, he wanted to help Chen Hou get ahead, but now he became the object of ridicule, so he could only give Chen Hou a hard look.

"Teacher Wu, I was wronged..."

Chen Hou looked around, and suddenly cried helplessly.

"Okay, stop howling, the most urgent thing is to find news that catches people's attention!"

Wu Pobi rubbed his chin in thought.

"By the way, I remember that the person I met before was You Xiaowu."

"Well, he was indifferent to my special reporter's question at the time."

Chen Hou followed suit and said:

"Then there is a breakthrough, indifference is tantamount to indifference!"

"Well, why do you say he is so indifferent? It must be because he has ghosts in his heart, and it must be because he has brought Li You down."

"And just looking at his face, he looks like a shameless politician who is seeking profit!"

Chen Hou danced excitedly, making people look at each other with strange associations.

Wang Mei gave him a strange look:
"You weren't there at all that day, how do you know You Xiaowu's face?"

"Also, our psychic tabloid just reported on the Tiangong City anti-Zombie battle, and You Xiaowu was the main general."

"Although we didn't say it explicitly, we created a heroic image for him!"

Wu Pobi waved his hands again and again, acting like you don't understand me.

"You don't understand this, people like to watch reversals the most."

"Well, the selfless hero turned out to be a hypocritical liar, and everything he did was to satisfy his own selfish desires."

"Oh my god, just thinking about this crazy reversal content, I feel like our newspaper is going to sell."

"But isn't the purpose of the newspaper's existence to tell the public the truth?"

Wang Mei, who was carrying the photographer, hesitated.

"No, you are wrong. Now is the era of traffic. As long as it can attract people's attention, you can write whatever you want in the newspaper."

"The public doesn't care about the truth anyway. They just want news to satisfy their curiosity."

Chen Hou followed the lead, and he described to the reporters and investigators a beautiful picture of the psychic tabloids selling well and everyone getting a lot of welfare resources.

Gradually, there was no objection in the team.

Even if Wang Mei objected repeatedly, it had no effect.

(End of this chapter)