Lord of Eternal Darkness

Li Xiaoming saw that the other party was a little embarrassed. "It seems that it's almost time for the Vice City Lord to rest, so let's finish the last question as soon as possible."

Oude took a sip of red wine. "Okay, let's talk about other issues tomorrow."

Li Xiaoming pointedly expressed his confusion. He asked: "Sir, what do you think of the H38 mechanical virus? Has everyone solved the vaccine problem?"

Wu De feels more and more that the other party is an inspector. The superiors will assign various identities to those sent down. Be careful about the women, children, and elderly people around you. They will monitor your every move anytime and anywhere.

He answered the question in a leisurely manner.

"The mechanical virus first broke out near the City of Innocence, but thanks to our superb technology and medical level, we quickly suppressed the virus storm and sold the vaccine to surrounding areas very friendly and at a low price. City, you should have been injected too, right?"

Li Xiaoming replied: "The effect is good, but I heard that the number provided by the Innocence City itself to those refugees and poor people is not enough, and there are still hidden dangers."

Wu De said with some sadness:

"This can only be blamed on the greed of human nature. When the wealthy people of the upper class held a charity donation and raised a large number of vaccines to send to the slums and lower districts, the people rushed to snatch them and even destroyed the batch. vaccine.

"Hey, this is really helpless. The cost of raw materials is very expensive. After supporting other cities, it is a completely loss-making business. At the same time, we have to crack down on those counterfeiters."

Wu De covered his head, indicating that he had a headache.

Li Xiaoming took out his paper and pen and started recording, while ensuring that the camera was pointed at the other person's face.

"That's really hard work. Sure enough, the rumors from the outside are still unreliable. They say it is to clear out those refugees and obtain high profits from the pharmaceuticals."

When Wu De heard this, he couldn't sit still and slammed the table next to him, causing the dishes to shake.

"This is simply ridiculous. Due to the lack of vaccine quantity, we had to wait in line to buy. It did have some impact, but everyone is equal. Even I waited in line for a long time to get the shot.

"After these years of treatment, there are not many infected people left, except for some aliens with ulterior motives who want to destroy the city."

Li Xiaoming showed a gentle smile, actually guessing that the other party was lying.

That batch of vaccines was indeed sold, but it was not at a ridiculous price. The reason why it became free after receiving it was because the city financed its own expenses and even increased energy taxes. The empire also lowered the city's taxes to make up for part of the losses. .

Moreover, the quantity of vaccines is completely insufficient. I heard that the price will be increased in the future. Some areas have no choice but to copy and smuggle them, which fails to prevent people from unrest.

Anzu City in the City of Order was considered relatively good, and its financial revenue was okay. However, the price charged was too high, so it cooperated with the church to conduct research and produced its own vaccine, thus basically achieving everyone's immunity.

"Deputy City Lord, it's really nice to chat with you." Li Xiaoming stood up and walked over to shake hands.

"It looks like you're leaving?"

Li Xiaoming said: "It's getting late, so I won't stay with you for dinner."

"Then I will send it to you personally."

"No, that's too polite."

Wu De replied: "I brought you back, so you have to send it there. This is a matter of principle. Otherwise, I will not accept the interview tomorrow."

"Oh, that's okay." Li Xiaoming didn't shirk anymore.

Just as Wu De was about to stand up, the android butler next to him came over and whispered a few words in his ear, and his expression instantly turned cloudy.

"Sorry, friend, I have something to do. Let my butler see you off." After saying that, I hurriedly walked out of the door.

Li Xiaoming was a little curious as to what happened that made this calm deputy city lord panic.

But Li Xiaoming also collected the information he needed, including the size of the floor, spatial location and escape route, and all plans were completed.

After walking out of the building, he accompanied the android into the car and left this magnificent place.

When my footsteps landed on the somewhat dirty streets, I felt more at ease.

"Phew, finally back."

Li Xiaoming looked up at the sun in the sky, gradually shifting to the west.

The butler said: "Guest, I wish you a safe journey. I will pick you up here at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I understand. I wish you a safe journey."

Li Xiaoming waved goodbye and summoned the pistol from his personal space. He hid it in his clothes to avoid being discovered. It was slightly safer to put it in his personal space.

Li Xiaoming yawned and said, "I feel a little sleepy after eating in vain."

He groped for the path in his memory and ran back home with brisk steps.

There are few people on this road, and the scenery in this neighborhood is actually pretty good.

When I walked into the yard, I saw the landlord sunbathing with his eyes closed as usual, so he didn't bother him.

Knocking on the door, the door was opened, and what came into view was Ergou's childish little face.

"Oh, sir, where have you been?" Lu Xiaohe asked with concern.

"Nothing, just strolling around."

He glanced around the living room, but did not see Saint Assad, who was probably doing something ulterior in the room.

Forget it, I feel a little tired. Let's take a short rest and start the assassination mission the day after tomorrow.

He got into his room and suddenly thought of something. He recorded all the notes he had written casually on his mobile phone, then found the person's number in the mailbox and sent it.

After finishing everything, he lay on the bed and fell asleep.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, he woke up after sleeping for two hours. He felt that the sound in his dream was a bit noisy, and there was always the sound of pickaxes tapping, which disturbed people and made them restless.

I walked downstairs to the garden and saw Uncle Zhang lying on a chair with a headache.

Li Xiaoming asked with concern: "Uncle, are you okay?"

The uncle shook his head and said, "It's okay. It'll be fine in a while. It's an old problem."

"Since when?"

"About five years ago, why are you asking this? Is it possible that you can still cure it? I saw many doctors, but they were unable to do anything."

Li Xiaoming leaned against the door and said, "Maybe I really have a cure. I'm going to leave in a few days. I'll help you with the treatment. Just think of it as thanks for taking me in these days."

Zhang Jianjun looked at the man complicatedly and asked uncertainly: "Do you really have a cure?"

Li Xiaoming opened the Eye of Exploration, and suddenly the colors of the entire world began to become gradually clearer, composed of countless lines, and something seemed to be eating away at Uncle Zhang's spiritual sea.

It's a pity that I am a dreamer and not a gravedigger. There is no way to effectively cure this kind of evil thoughts of resentment. The power of the holy light of the believer's profession should be able to cure it, but it doesn't seem to be an evil spirit or ghost.

"You have a mental problem or mental illness, and conventional methods will definitely not be able to treat it."

Uncle Zhang asked nervously: "What do you mean?"

"Forgive me for being a bit presumptuous. What happened five years ago that left you with a psychological shadow that is unforgettable? Or maybe you went to some dangerous place."

"Have you found the reason?"

Uncle Zhang covered his head and reluctantly recalled a memory, looking slightly panicked.

Li Xiaoming looked at the other party's reaction and could probably guess something.

"I can help you cure it, but as the saying goes, it takes a person to untie the bell. You have to get through this on your own."

"what should I do?"

Zhang Jianjun recalled the past five years. His family had encountered misfortune, his daughter died, his son was cracked down by the law for smuggling, he had splitting headaches every day, and he even had no intention of taking care of business matters.

Frustrated, he moved outside the suburbs, but he couldn't escape the curse.

"Just lie down on the chair."

Li Xiaoming then took out a pocket watch from his pocket and started hypnosis on the uncle.

"Relax, concentrate, look at the pocket watch in my hand without moving your head, follow your eyes, the color in your eyes will slowly disappear and gradually turn into black and white, your spirit will feel tired, and the past memories will It’s been dug out bit by bit, now close your eyes and go to sleep.”

Zhang Jianjun closed his eyes drowsily.

Li Xiaoming then used Meng Yuan to transform into a spiritual body and invade the other party's spiritual world.

It was a dark world, and the air was very cold. There were a few lights in the distance, like will-o'-the-wisps on the cemetery, and the air was so thin that it was almost impossible to breathe.

Li Xiaoming felt that he was holding something in his hand, which seemed to be a pickaxe. Looking at the gloves and work clothes on his hand, he confirmed that he was a miner.

Since there was no mirror to see clearly his appearance, he could only judge by the thickness of his arms that he was very strong, otherwise he would not have been mining underground for so long.

"When I get off work, I should buy a teddy bear for my daughter. She must be very happy, right? By the way, what should I eat tonight, how about braised pork ribs with potatoes?"

Li Xiaoming found that he could not control his body. After all, it was only the memory of others. He now only existed as an audience.

Judging from the words, this miner should be a father who loves his daughter very much. He works hard every day in order to live a good life.

Suddenly, there was a loud rumble in the dark and deep mine, which often meant something bad had happened.

Another companion reminded: "The supervisor asked me to remind you that there seems to be a small landslide ahead. Don't go further inside."

Another skinny miner said: "Well, then why can't we get off work early?"

"Those gentlemen will not give up any opportunity to exploit the workers. There is no way for people to eat." The companion on the side said helplessly and continued to wave the pickaxe.

"Boss Zhang gives me a lot of money. I can earn more than a hundred B-lists a month. I'm lucky to be able to work here, and I only need to work ten hours. I won't have to work here after I turn fifty, and I won't have to work here anymore." I’m worried about contracting mineral sickness or something like that, and my boss will reimburse me for medical expenses.”

"Tch, you were born to work for others. You are the most active every time work starts. You work exhaustingly for a month. In the end, the foreman is not a relative of the boss."

The man didn't say anything, he just smiled, looked at the endless dark cave, and continued to work hard.

Those knocks seemed monotonous and terrifying, as if they were knocking on someone's spiritual sea.

Li Xiaoming said to himself: "No wonder, what is the reason why he is so hated?"

However, a disaster suddenly occurred at this time. It was like the sky was falling apart and gravel kept falling. Everyone knew that the biggest disaster in the mine was coming. The flames from the ground surged up. Everyone had only one thought, that is, to run away.

Whether you can survive can only rely on luck. In the face of disaster, no one can save you.

Amidst a burst of screams and shouts, everything turned dark, the lights were buried in the dust, and there was silence in the mine, as if something was dead.

Li Xiaoming woke up from the other party's dream and looked at Zhang Jianjun, who was gasping for air and sweating all over his body.

"What happened? What is the relationship between those miners and you?"

"You invaded my dream? You are a dream master!" Zhang Jianjun suddenly reacted.

However, Li Xiaoming just looked at him with an indifferent look and said slowly: "Now we are going to talk about your problems. Please don't choose to avoid it. If you don't face your heart calmly, you will be trapped by your inner demons for the rest of your life."

Uncle Zhang sighed and recounted the past that he didn't want to recall.

When he first arrived in the city, he was very smart and very savvy. He started from scratch and accumulated primitive funds step by step. With his extraordinary experience and the good luck given by God, he successfully photographed several mines.

Although he is a businessman, he is considered a good boss for the people under him. The benefits and wages are very high. If he works for a few more years, he can even be assigned a house. The people under him also work extremely hard.

At that time, his net worth was nearly 10 billion, but he was not satisfied. He wanted to interrupt the monopoly of a certain class and let his employees enjoy a happier life.

He constantly fought business wars with other business tycoons and always had the upper hand. However, the higher he stood, the less clearly he could see the situation underneath, and he was gradually blinded by interests.

There were casualties among the miners under his command, mostly from beasts hidden deep in the mines and from radiated crystals.

He just used money to get by without making much changes to the safety measures, because that would cost a lot of money, and might even lead to a break in the capital chain and greatly delay the construction period.

Safety personnel have already pointed out the problem in Mine No. 12, and there may be a collapse or gas explosion at any time, but he still started work without hesitation.

Until that day, the big explosion really happened, and most of the entire mine collapsed.

When he heard the news, he collapsed on the ground. Because that day was Sunday, he had promised his employees not to come to work on the weekend.

However, in order to deliver the energy ore as soon as possible, the batch of energy ore could not be delayed, so employees were lured to work with double wages. Everything was fine before, but this time there was a big problem.

After a mine explosion and collapse, it would be considered a major incident if more than ten people died. However, this time a total of thirty-two people died, which constituted a particularly serious accident.

The higher-ups will definitely send people to investigate. Almost all mines will be shut down for rectification. He doesn't want to take responsibility and bear criminal responsibility, and the delivery time is approaching. He must not be caught by his opponents at this point in time, otherwise There will be no place for him in the sinless city in the future.

So he lied that there were only nine people, and at the same time bribed the officials who came to investigate, and only sealed the mine where the accident occurred, and the rest were still operating normally.

The mine continued to work, continuously transporting large amounts of coal and rare crystals, allowing the boss to make a lot of money.

As for those miners? Only the nine people who reported the case were compensated, and the others were only paid a salary based on their work.

It’s not that Zhang Jianjun is reluctant to part with the money, he’s just worried that his competitors will see some problems.

Nine people died and more than 30 pensions were issued, which inevitably makes people suspect that there is something wrong.

But just paying wages will not be strictly investigated. Although everyone knows it well, it is not easy to leave clues, and those wages are also doubled, so the family members will not cause trouble.

But those hard-working workers will be buried deep underground forever.

Whose sons are they? Whose father is it? And whose husband is it? who cares!

As time goes by, along with those messy trivial matters, everything will be forgotten in the long river of history, but a certain boss continues to indulge in money, pretend to be ignorant, and live without any guilt. How ironic.