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The drizzle was not swallowing, and the water stains slid down the floor-to-ceiling windows, covering the city with a hazy layer of gray.

This is the commercial center of the city. Several high-rise buildings rise from the ground. Downstairs are shops with every inch of land. Luxury stores that you can name but cannot be named are all over the floor. business mind.

On the top floor of the building, inside the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, a reception is being held. Celebrities, business tycoons, and first-line stars appear here, and everyone holds wealth.

On the side of the venue, a throne made of flowers and satins stood quietly. This is one of the few places in the venue that is not illuminated by lights.

Lin Chen stood behind the throne, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the city in the rain and fog, quietly thinking about what went wrong with his plan.

Stay in Qin Que's laboratory, cooperate with the experiment, increase Qin Que's favorability, and then use Qin Que to deal with the Chosen One.

Qin Que killed the people in the Chosen One. He and the Chosen One had an opposing position, and there would be a fierce battle when they met.

Everything was going on as he had planned, and even beyond his expectation, the leader of the Chosen One sent it to the door on his own initiative.

But Qin Que only made a symbolic move and let them leave. There was no hatred in Mark's eyes. He seemed to have no interest in Qin Que.

What's wrong?

"Ladies and gentlemen." The lights in the venue suddenly turned on. Mark was wearing a well-tailored suit and sat on the throne. On his right was a woman with hypnotic powers, and on his left was a rock giant.

After a day of getting along, Lin Chen already knew that the woman's name was Aqiu, Mark's younger sister; while the rock giants called him Brother Shan, or Xiao Shan, of course, only Mark called him the latter.

"Today, I called everyone here to introduce a new partner to you." Mark waved to the audience.

The spotlight hit Lin Chen, and the sudden bright light made him squint his eyes, and he recovered from his contemplation.

"Undead, Lin Chen."

Mark's voice came from the speaker, resounding in the ears.

Lin Chen was taken aback, looking at Mark who was smiling at him on the stage. The lights flickered, and he walked slowly onto the stage following the guidance.

"Let's do a show for everyone, Mr. Lin." After Mark finished speaking, a well-dressed waiter immediately handed over a short knife.

Mark raised his glass to him, and the celebrities and nobles in the audience quieted down, even the music stopped, and all eyes were on him, waiting for his "performance".

The light flickered, and a cold light flowed on the dagger.

Lin Chen swallowed, recovered from his trance, and smiled. It was time to test his acting skills.

"It's my honor." He turned to look at the waiter, "Please give me a cake, strawberry cake, thank you."

The waiter was very efficient, but within a short while brought over a piece of strawberry cake. Lin Chen took a bite of the cake, took the short knife, and hummed a song with a relaxed expression.

He rolled up his sleeves, exposing his forearm. The fine steel blade patted on his forearm, and then slashed down!

Blood gushed out in an instant, and the audience was in an uproar. He raised his arm high and let the blood stain his entire arm.As if not aware of the pain, he threw the short knife on the waiter's tray and ate another mouthful of cake with a relaxed expression.

Soon, the blood stopped dripping, and the wound made by the short knife closed quickly like a camera reversed, without leaving any scars, and there was even undried blood dripping on his arm.

Seeing this scene, many people were frightened and gasped.

Mark waved his hand, and immediately a waiter brought a basin for Lin Chen to wash.

"Undead, Lin Chen! Welcome to the Chosen One!" Mark raised his glass high, announced loudly, and drank it down.

The people in the audience also raised their glasses high and cheered to welcome the new companions.

Lin Chen washed off the blood on his arm, wiped the water stain on his arm with a dry towel, retreated to the side of the hill, and asked him in a low voice: "These people... are all supernatural beings?"

"How can there be so many supernatural beings." Xiao Shan looked at his arm, and seemed to feel that Lin Chen's ability was very magical. "These are our servants, servants ruled by us."

"Mark! Our king!" Suddenly someone shouted from the audience.

Lin Chen felt it was unbelievable. The setting of this game, no, the setting of this world made him feel absurd and weird, and he couldn't accept it.

But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense, possessing a supernatural power, or you can beautify this supernatural power and turn it into a divine power. After all, in legends, it is the gods who call the wind and rain.

People who have the power of gods can naturally become gods.

In another building far away from this building, Qin Que is sitting in a meeting room that has been temporarily cleaned up. There are several laptops in front of him, one of which displays a radar signal, and the signal has The red dot flashes.

On-site monitoring will be performed on the other several platforms, and every corner will be covered in the monitoring.

Qin Que and several government officials were sitting in the meeting room. The big screen was showing the enlarged stage monitoring, and the lights were on. Everyone was staring at the screen without moving their eyes.

On the screen, Lin Chen scratched his arm, Qin Que frowned, and the conference room suddenly became noisy, as if he didn't know that Lin Chen had such an ability.

Some officials accused Qin Que: "Director Qin, you don't have the specific ability to report the experimental subject!"

Qin Que didn't say a word, just gave him a cold look, and continued to stare at the screen.

The official wanted to say something, but he sat down at a glance. I don't know if it was his illusion. When Qin Que looked at him, he felt a cold wind blowing around his neck, which reminded him of the director. With the ability, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Today is a good opportunity," someone suggested, "We will take advantage of this moment to wipe out the Chosen One and his accomplices!"

"No." The officer in military uniform retorted, "We are not fully prepared for the war."

"Today is a rare opportunity for them all to come together!"

The officer in uniform said angrily, "The arrest is not just a matter of lip service!"

The official who proposed at the beginning was anxious, looked at Qin Que and shouted: "Director Qin!"

Qin Que was staring at the screen intently. Hearing their noise, he didn't even turn his head.

"The commercial street is underneath." Qin Que said, "And Chief Lu, your daughter is here too, right?"

The officer known as Chief Lu was stunned, and hurriedly explained: "I have nothing to do with the Chosen One, my daughter is still young, and young people can't tell right from wrong—"

"Today is indeed not a good time." Qin Que got up from his seat, walked to the window, and looked at the rain curtain, "If you act now, I'm afraid there will be fish that slip through the net."

"Yes, that's right!" The officer wiped the cold sweat off his face and pointed to the screen, "Record all the people who appeared in the venue, and check them one by one!"

The drizzle fell on the roof of another building, the carnival of the reception ended, the businessmen and celebrities dispersed in twos and threes, and Lin Chen was led to the five-star hotel in this building.

The front desk gave him a room card for the presidential suite, which was a gift from a businessman who heard that he had no place to live.

The room was luxuriously furnished, but Lin Chen had no intention of enjoying it. He simply took a shower, lay down on the bed, and let his mind go. He needed to think about what to do next.

What needs to be done has been done, if you can gain their trust, then break them down one by one...

"Chirp—"

Jiujiu popped out of the sink, and it took a comfortable bath by itself. At this time, it was shaking its fur and rolling around on the soft big bed, almost melting with joy.

Lin Chen plucked the hair on Jiujiu's body, and sighed inwardly.

It's really not easy for him to turn a monster-fighting game into a strategy game.

After a drowsy sleep, after breakfast, the girl named Ah Qiu waited outside the door.

"This is just a place for you to rest temporarily." Ah Qiu leaned against the door, playing with his mobile phone, "The whole city is looking for you, you'd better not go out."

"I'm safe here?" Lin Chen asked.

"It's not safe." Ah Qiu said, "Someone will come to the door soon, and I'm waiting for him."

Lin Chen asked, "Who?"

"I don't know." Ah Qiu raised his head from the phone, thought of something, and added, "Anyone is possible."

That afternoon, as Ah Qiu said, a thin young man knocked on Lin Chen's door.

"I'm Zhong Sheng, a supernatural being." The young man introduced himself, "I saw you on the news. You blew up the walls of the research institute. It's amazing! I want to join you!"

Lin Chen on the side looked at Qiu, and suddenly understood why Mark took him away in such a high-profile way.He is recruiting people, and he is also announcing the existence of the Chosen One to the world.

However, such a move is a formal declaration of war on the government.

"What ability do you have?" Ah Qiu asked him.

"I can fly." Zhong Sheng took off his coat, and a pair of bat wings spread out from behind him, "I can also receive sonar, I mean I can distinguish the information inside!"

"Very useful ability." Aqiu praised casually, "I will arrange for you to meet our king."

"Great!" Zhong Sheng was overjoyed, "Thank you, thank you, I will become a powerful person, I will become a rich person, right?"

Ah Qiu nodded, told him to stay in the bedroom, and took him away at night.

It was getting late, Lin Chen saw the timing, took a delicate rose from the vase, handed it to Qiu, and said softly: "Miss Qiu, there are only two of us today, what do you want to eat? ? I heard the sashimi in this restaurant is good."

Jiujiu tied a small bow, stood on Lin Chen's shoulder, opened his eyes wide, and smiled like a gentleman.

Now that he decided to defeat them one by one, Lin Chen immediately took action, building up his favorability with Ah Qiu who was nearby. He was afraid that he would move slowly, and the number of people he had to deal with changed from a few to dozens.

"I'm not free." Ah Qiu refused mercilessly, "If you want to eat, you don't have to pay for anything here."

After a bad start, Lin Chen decided to take a rest and find out that Ah Qiu likes to fight again!

In the evening, Aqiu went to see off people, and Lin Chen followed him with a stern face. Only then did he realize that the headquarters of the Chosen One is not in the building where he is, but in an old residential building.

There is no elevator here, the corridors are covered with small advertisements, and there are smoky food stalls downstairs.

"Ma... the boss lives here?" Zhong Sheng was obviously surprised, the gap between a five-star hotel and a dilapidated residential area was too great.

"This is my house." Ah Qiu said, "Do you have any dissatisfaction?"

Zhong Sheng obviously didn't dare to say anything, he didn't even say anything, but he took advantage of Ah Qiu's inattention to observe around, and the small calculations in his heart might be playing fast.

Lin Chen also recorded the location in his mind. These are useful clues, which may be used in the future.

Lin Chen had nothing to do with bringing people to Mark. In order to collect the situation around the residential building, Lin Chen stayed for a while, but he didn't expect to hear Ah Qiu's quarrel inside the house.

"He killed Brother Yan! Brother, that Qin Que, I watched him kill Brother Yan! I want revenge!" This was Aqiu's hysterical scream.

Mark yelled, "I know, but we can't touch him now!"

"You didn't take me there last time, why didn't you take me there!" Ah Qiu shouted manically, "What's the use of bringing back an undead man, he can't fight, why not kill Qin Que, you take me there, we Qin Que can be killed!"

Suddenly there was a light noise in the room, and it was quiet, only Ah Qiu's low sobbing sound, and Mark walking around the room restlessly.

Hearing this, Lin Chen left the residential building, and couldn't help but smile on the corner of his mouth. This time out, he really gained a lot.

The next day, Ah Qiu still came to Lin Chen's residence, waiting for someone who might come.

Learning from yesterday's lesson, Lin Chen persevered: "Aqiu, which color lipstick did you wear today, it looks so pretty!"

Lin Chen forgot where he saw the post, saying that if you praise a girl, if you start with lipstick, she will have endless things to say to you.

"I didn't wear lipstick today." Ah Qiu frowned at him, "What do you want to say?"

"I...I..." Lin Chen rolled his eyes, pretending to be sad, "I once had a younger sister who looked very similar to you..."

"I'm older than you." Ah Qiu said.

Lin Chen pretended to be surprised: "How come you are older than me? I have always regarded you as my younger sister. You look so young. You really look so much alike. I can't help but think of her when I see you."

"Okay, okay." Ah Qiu rolled his eyes, "I'll have dinner with you, don't make such a fuss."

"You agreed!" Lin Chen smiled immediately, "Then what shall we have for dinner?"

Seeing him like this, Ah Qiu suddenly found it funny, and she really laughed, she said: "You decide, I'm free."

An hour later, Lin Chen and Ah Qiu sat in the restaurant downstairs of the hotel and ate seafood buffet.

After being disturbed by Lin Chen, Ah Qiu's depressed mood suddenly improved a lot, and he smiled more at Lin Chen, and he had a very happy meal.

The rain that had lasted for two days was getting heavier and heavier. Passers-by were in a hurry, and few people paid attention to a black car parked opposite the restaurant.

In the car, Qin Que was holding a map on his mobile phone, and a red dot on the map kept blinking.

If someone pays attention, they will find that the location of the red dot is just across the road from the restaurant.

Qin Que raised his eyes and walked through the rain curtain. A young man and woman sitting by the window were chatting and laughing, as if they were talking about something exciting. The man was still holding a table knife and gesticulating with his fingers.

"Going back to the research institute?" the driver asked.

"No." Qin Que put away the phone, "Wait a little longer."