Wild temptation! After a full-level hacker boss is selected into the special agent team

Zhou Zishan stared at their every move.

Carlos saw everyone in place, walked to the high stone platform, raised the blue stone wand in his hand, and muttered something incomprehensible in his mouth, and then everyone else followed. He read it together.

Zhou Zishan: "..."

What's this for? Monk Zhou Zishan was confused.

Cang Xuan almost made Zhou Zishan laugh out loud: "They actually want to activate the stubborn stone by chanting a spell."

Zhou Zishan: "...speechless."

Hey, wait, he remembered that day Ling Lie observed that Qin Youde activated the stubborn stone in his hand by reciting a spell. What was going on? Zhou Zishan hurriedly told Cang Xuan his doubts.

Cang Xuan: "Haha, that was inspired by Mo Xuan's spell, not theirs."

Zhou Zishan: "...????"

Zhou Zishan was stunned: Huh?

The moment of confusion quickly turned into a crazy smile, eyes filling his chest.

The little gecko was so uncomfortable suppressing his laughter that he almost fell off the top.

Then he knows what this battle is about.

Dwyer, who probably survived that death, after taking Jiang Zhiyi's body, witnessed with his own eyes the process of Qin Youde casting a spell to activate the stubborn stone, and thought that the spell developed by the sect had successfully awakened the stubborn stone, so Tell Carlos about it.

He was really laughing so hard that he couldn't help himself. Zhou Zishan found a small stone that he could lie on and laughed wildly on it.

The little gecko opened its mouth but couldn't laugh, so it had to tap its paws on the stone wall to vent its uncontrollable laughter. It was so frightened that the little insects around it didn't dare to come close, for fear of being swallowed by him.

Zhou Zishan tried to endure it, but the more formal and ritualistic the underground ceremony was, the more Zhou Zishan wanted to laugh.

Zhou Zishan: "Hey, I can't stand it anymore, but I really can't help it..."

This child has been carrying the burden all the way. It is rare for him to relax. It is a good opportunity for him to vent his resentment. Cang Xuan doted on him: "Laugh if you want."

Cang Xuan felt that Zhou Zishan's jokes were not enough, so he translated in real time for him: "They are trying to find the specific location of the stubborn stone in this way, hoping to sense the excited energy of the stubborn stone."

After hearing this, the little gecko burst out laughing.

Zhou Zishan found a chance to put the stubborn stone in his pocket before transforming. Therefore, the stubborn stone is now equivalent to being in the body of the little gecko.

In other words, a stubborn stone lies above Carlos and others.

But they are trying to find the rock across the island.

He thought Carlos was stupid, but he didn't expect Carlos to be so stupid.

To be honest, we can't blame these primitive warlocks. After all, technology is the primary productive force and culture is the primary driving force, and the Western warlocks like the Xingsheng Sect are really incompatible with both.

Only some demons and crooked ways are left.

Zhou Zishan couldn't stop laughing more and more. He couldn't understand how his parents died at the hands of this group of fools.

What’s even more ridiculous is that this group of fools can actually propagate such ridiculous doctrines for thousands of years.

The sense of absurdity in his heart actually threw the compassion he had felt just now to the horizon outside the mountains. He just felt ridiculous, extremely ridiculous.

Even the resentment and anger are almost gone.

Stupidity is also a plague that will spread among people who think they are smart. They randomly gather into a powerful force, twist into a twist, and become a gun for those who are willing to hit wherever they point.

Zhou Zishan smiled and climbed down from the rock wall, quickly approaching another door.

The black matter clung quietly to the entrance of the cave, spread out and thin like stretched dough.

Zhou Zishan quickly passed through the black mist and entered another long passage.

This passage became even darker. Climbing along the cave wall to the end, two small wormholes appeared. Judging from the machinery and equipment nearby, it should be the technology from Liangguo.

Zhou Zishan: "A Cang, where does it smell like the underground?"

Cang Xuan: "On the right. The smell of silkworm chrysalises also comes from here."

Zhou Zishan probably understood, so he climbed back around the cave and continued to monitor Carlos and the others' next actions.

I don’t know where the red signet ring is yet, but the purple signet ring is in the laboratory of Ruined Star...

As expected, the special forces and the United Nations' special operations team were already on their way.

While Zhou Zishan was thinking about his next move, he saw a sneaky figure appearing at the entrance, dressed like a waiter.

Zhou Zishan could tell at a glance that he must be an undercover agent. Whether it was the way he moved or the various hidden equipment on his body, coupled with his secretive and cautious expression, the unfamiliar face gave Zhou Zishan a sense of familiarity.

Why do this man's eyes... look so much like Dean Chen Wu?

The little gecko jumped quickly on the stone wall, and soon reached the top of the man's head.

Zhou Zishan observed this person's appearance carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this person was somewhat similar in appearance to Chen Wu.

Just as Zhou Zishan was sizing up and judging this person's identity, his eyes tightened.

Chen Yin took out a pistol with a silencer from his back.

However, on the thumb of his right hand, there was a red seal ring that had begun to absorb blood.

As seen on Li Changzhou's hand, the red signet ring on this person's hand is deeply engraved between the two joints of the thumb, but compared to Li Changzhou's withered fingers, the ring on his hand is obviously more like a newly worn one. It's only been a few days.

Zhou Zishan sighed, he was given a pillow when he was sleepy, a lounge chair when he was tired, and juice when he was thirsty. He really got what he wanted.

The ceremony is being held, and I'm afraid no one will come out of the wormhole to disturb them for the time being.

In other words, this place is absolutely safe for the time being, like a secret room. He didn't know how to start just now, but at this time, the opportunity appeared with the owner of the red seal ring.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zishan suddenly came up with a plan and quickly climbed back to the cave at the other end.

Through the barrier of the substantia nigra, Zhou Zishan returned to human form.

He took out the stubborn stone from his pocket and placed it on the ground, "A Cang, it's up to you!"

Cang Xuan chuckled, "Okay."

A bright and magnificent group of light blue gas surged towards the stubborn stone.

The gray stone immediately changed dramatically, turning into a bottomless black stone, with radiant lights attached to it, exuding endless mysterious charm.

Zhou Zishan squatted in front of the stubborn rock, picked up the mysterious stone, and threw it into the air.

A black figure flashed past. The little black cat held a stubborn stone in its mouth and nimbly jumped up to the sculpture about three people high in the center of the altar.

He looked down at everyone in the formation.

The idiots below did not realize that the stubborn stone had appeared, and even Carlos was still chanting the spell.

When Chen Yin saw the black cat, he was startled and confused at first, and thought to himself, "How could there be a black cat..."

But when he saw the object in the black cat's mouth, his confusion immediately turned into endless greed and ecstasy.

He quietly took a few more steps forward, looked down, and found that Carlos and the others were still concentrating on "reciting the curse." He said cruelly, "In this case, don't blame me for taking the first step!"

He immediately rose up, frantically absorbing the powerful power from the red signet ring, raised his pistol, and aimed at the black cat's eyebrows.