After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

After his consciousness returned to his original form, Fang Xiu returned to the place of detention under Wen Yang's appearance.

Xiao Chuxia was put into his pocket.

After a while, he led the spiritual master who had transformed into himself into the car.

According to Yan Changshou's original plan, Wen Yang should send Fang Xiu back to the hotel at this time.

Leave it to tomorrow to assassinate the head of the headquarters.

The car quickly drove towards the hotel. When there were no other cars around, Fang Xiu's black hair turned into long silver hair, instantly piercing through the spiritual master pretending to be himself.

This spiritual master was only a second-level person, and his abilities were still auxiliary. He was not very capable in frontal combat. In addition, he always thought that Wen Yang was driving the car, so he was not prepared at all and was instantly killed.

After the instant kill, Fang Xiu devoured his spirituality and took out Xiao Chuxia.

"Now you become like me and I will take you back to the hotel."

Xiao Chuxia glanced at Fang Xiu with a very complicated expression. Although she didn't know what Fang Xiu was doing that night, it was obvious that he was planning it secretly. She always felt like she was on a pirate ship.

It was too late to get off the ship now, so in the end I had to behave like I was sleeping and was sent back to the hotel.

Fang Xiu, who looked Wen Yang, drove to the headquarters.

But this time it was not him who was driving, but one of his men, because he did not know where the headquarters was.

His subordinates would not have the slightest doubt about his going to the headquarters.

Because Wen Yang had arrested the prophet Fang Xiu before, although he had to go through a process and make a record, he had to report to the headquarters emotionally and rationally.

Half an hour later, the car drove to a secret military area, surrounded by high walls and power grids, and patrolled by countless heavily armed soldiers.

Under the leadership of Wen Yang's men, the two passed through layers of protection and finally entered the headquarters.

"You wait here, I'll report." Fang Xiu said to his men.

The subordinate nodded and silently smoked a cigarette beside the car.

This is Fang Xiu's first time entering the headquarters.

The decoration of the headquarters is simpler than expected. It is just like an ordinary office space. Apart from the large area, there seems to be no difference.

But Fang Xiu was keenly aware that the guards here were extremely tight, with various advanced surveillance instruments everywhere, as well as many incomprehensible hidden lines carved by the steel of the soul.

It was already late at night, and many offices in the headquarters were still brightly lit. Through the glass, many operators could be faintly seen checking information and communicating with the spiritual masters on the front line.

Weird events happen day and night.

The headquarters oversees the spiritual masters across the country, so the business volume is naturally quite large.

Along the way, Fang Xiu also met many colleagues who greeted him, and he nodded one by one.

When there were few people around, he randomly found someone and asked, "Is the minister still in the unit?"

"Here he is, in his office."

After learning the minister's location, Fang Xiu began to search for the minister's office in the headquarters.

Fortunately, the minister's office is relatively conspicuous, so it didn't take much effort to find it.

He walked to the office door, and a deep, mellow male voice could be heard faintly inside, seemingly talking on the phone.

Fang Xiu felt a little and found that there seemed to be only one person in the office. He frowned slightly and went up to knock on the door.

After a while, a voice came from the door.

"Please come in."

Fang Xiu opened the door and entered, his eyes trembling slightly.

There was actually not one person inside, but two.

In the large office, a middle-aged man wearing a Chinese tunic suit sat behind his desk, and beside him stood a young man with an upright posture and wearing a combat uniform.

This young man's face was resolute and even cold, and his eyes were like those of an eagle. As soon as Fang Xiu came in, he stared at him closely.

Seeing these two people, Fang Xiu had a vague suspicion in his mind.

Obviously, the middle-aged man in Mao suit is the head of the Investigation Bureau headquarters, and the person standing next to him should be Xiao Zhenhua, who is equal to all living beings.

Another fourth-level spiritual master besides the five captains.

When Yan Changshou first mentioned these fourth-level powerhouses, he only highlighted two people. One was Fang Moli, the No. [-] spiritual master in Asia, who owned the Xuanyuan Sword, and the other was Xiao Zhenhua in front of him.

No wonder Xiao Zhenhua's presence could not be sensed outside the door. It seemed that this person's strength was indeed extraordinary.

"Wen Yang, you're here to report on Fang Xiu. I've already heard about it. You did a good job. Just give it a simple beating."

The head of the headquarters said calmly. There was always a hint of fatigue in his expression. Obviously, this minister was not that easy to be.

Now that weird incidents are increasing, it is indeed not an easy task for an ordinary person to manage the spiritual masters and weird incidents in various investigation bureaus across the country.

"Let me tell you briefly what happened. Sun Dehua and Fang Xiu had no grievances, so why did they come to provoke them late at night?"

After the minister asked, he stared at "Wen Yang" in front of him, waiting for the other party's answer.

However, what "Wen Yang" said made him stunned.

"Are you the head of the headquarters?"

As soon as he said this, before the minister could speak, Xiao Zhenhua beside him turned pale and shouted: "You are not Wen Yang, who are you?"

In just an instant, a majestic momentum rose from Xiao Zhenhua's body and pressed towards Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu immediately felt as if his spirituality had disappeared. Not only that, but even the strange power could not be used. It felt as if he had been injected with a spirit suppressant.

This is Xiao Zhenhua's field. Are all living beings equal?

It can actually make people lose all abilities, even weird powers. No wonder Yan Changshou is afraid of him.

He had a vague guess in his mind that this spirit suppressant was probably made based on the principle of equality of all living beings.

And as the equality of all living beings in the field came into effect, Fang Xiu's disguise slowly receded.

Wen Yang's appearance no longer existed, and what was revealed was his own appearance.

"Are you...Fang Xiu?" The minister recognized Fang Xiu at a glance.

As a minister, it was natural for him not to know who the most popular spiritual master was in recent times.

Naturally, the only way to solve S-level weird incidents is with the strength of a second-level spiritual master.

"Exactly." Fang Xiu nodded.

Seeing Fang Xiu's admission, the minister frowned, seeming to be thinking about the purpose of his late night visit.

After a while, the minister's brows relaxed and he smiled gently: "Fang Xiaoyou, you are here late at night, why is there something important?"

"I saw the demise of the headquarters in the future." Fang Xiu said the heaviest news in the calmest tone.