Villain Organization Fishing Rules [Quick Transmigration]

For Clive, America is too easy to get rid of.

Originally, Clive's base camp was in the so-called "Lighthouse of the World" America, and he was in charge of the intelligence department before the end of the day, so he was already powerful.

After the doomsday, he did not give up his intelligence work.Before we sneaked into the Flint base, we could even find the floor plan of General Sutter’s mansion in the database. It can be seen that the major bases are in front of Clive, and there are no secrets at all.

There is no secret power, no matter how strong the force value is, it is just a dish in Clive's hands, and he can eat it whenever he wants.

I am not at all surprised by Clive's occupation of America.

"We have also guessed before, what exactly Clive wants to do," Choi Jung-hyuk's eyes were empty, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, "Rule the world? Destroy all mankind? Or try to help mankind 'evolve' like the lunatic villain in the movie?"

"But whatever he wants to do, the Americas will not be his last stop."

Of the seven continents and five oceans in the world, except for the sparsely populated Antarctica, North and South America occupied by Clive, Europe, Asia, Africa and Australia remain.

These four continents all have one thing in common, they are separated by more than one ocean from the Americas.

Even if Clive wants to rule the world, now that all high-tech weapons are scrapped, he can only look at the ocean and sigh, even though the number of human beings has been destroyed by the "Genesis Particles" to the point where there is no one left.

But will Clive give up?

Laughing, this paranoid lunatic has been planning for half his life, perhaps waiting for the end to come. In his plan, is there no "transoceanic plan"?

He slaughtered the American base, threw so many ordinary people into the laboratory, and carried out collective transformation with extremely low probability.At the same time, he recruited special groups like mermaids and Choi Jung Hyuk who can control mutants. Isn't it obvious what he wants to do?

There is no aircraft/carrier, no satellites, no army/ships, but he has a powerful mutant army.

Most of the personnel in the base mutated in the direction of marine animals.

This guy had planned it long ago. He created a large number of ocean mutants and mastered the ability to control frenzy. He just wanted to sweep the Eurasian continent across the ocean.

That's right, what Clive fears the most must be Eurasia.

As for Africa, where people were beaten to death before the end, Australia, the "land of exile" that has no sense of existence, is not in the eyes of the director at all.

Be confident, maybe the wild mutants in Africa and Australia have killed all humans long ago.

After destroying the major bases in the Americas, the agents became even busier.

In addition to cleaning the battlefield, stepping up scientific research, and catalyzing mutations, most of the staff are actively preparing for the battle.

There are new faces joining every day, most of them are young.Also, Genesis Granules does not give preferential treatment to the elderly, it prefers young people who are full of growth potential.

The relationship between mutation and age is an inverse proportional function curve. Numerous scientific experiments have proved that [-] to [-] is the age group with the highest success rate of mutation. Clive specially catches these people.

Most of these newly joined teenagers were captives after the destruction of the base, but there was no trace of hatred or bewilderment on their faces, and they were extremely loyal and trusting to Clive, even far surpassing the old secret agents who had followed him for many years.

I think with my toes, I know that these teenagers have been brainwashed/brainwashed.

Perhaps it is a special ability of a certain experimental subject?Who knows?Clive won't show me all his cards. Most of his connivance to me is superficial, like feeding a canary in a cage.

In this regard, of course, I can't just pinch my nose to admit it.

Clive is so tolerant towards me, wouldn't it be a shame for him not to make too much trouble?

Pushing the nose on the face depends on who is dealing with it.It's mentally sick to play this game against one's own people, but naturally has no scruples about the enemy.

When everyone was going crazy, I didn't bother everyone, I just went on a hunger strike myself.

On the third day of the hunger strike, I couldn’t hold on to my human form, and turned into a pudgy octopus, lying on the bed staring blankly at the chandelier.

Very hungry, dozens of tentacles stretched and squirmed weakly, and slapped the ground slightly from time to time to express their anxiety and dissatisfaction.

But it's a pity that this is land, not ocean, and they can't touch food no matter how hungry they are.

In order to prevent these spineless tentacles from rebelling, every time someone brings food, I immediately grab it and throw it out.

If the arms and legs had eyes and mouths, they would have been wailing in my ears.

I'm so hungry... I want to eat myself, so I put the thinnest tentacle in my mouth, feeling the freshness and coldness in my mouth.

Just when I was about to bite down, the metal door opened automatically, and Clive walked in, rubbing his temples, with a rather helpless expression.

I do have nothing to fear, and he knows I have nothing to fear.

"Can you stop being so childish?" Clive was so busy these days, his tone was not very good, but he still didn't get angry, "When you first mutated, you didn't look for death or life."

"It's different," I said quietly while lying on the bed, "at least when I mutated, I had a beautiful secretary to talk with me."

I mean Anna.

Clive: ...

"Then I'll find you a few more beautiful secretaries?"

"No."

"What are you making a fuss about?" Clive sighed helplessly, "Why don't you tell me what you want?"

"If I stop you from attacking Eurasia, or stop your experiments, it will definitely be impossible."

Clive didn't answer, but his eyes clearly wrote: Tell me something practical.

"I want to see Chuchu."

After turning around for a long time, he still turned back to this woman!

Rao is Clive who has always been self-restraining, and now he wants to swear.

"You really..." At that moment, he seemed to be seriously considering the possibility of killing me, and after a few seconds, Clive gave in.

"Yes, anyway, her experiment just came to an end."

Clive used the communicator to talk to his subordinates, and then stuffed a lunch box into my wrist.The packaging is pretty, with a black wooden box dotted with cherry blossoms. When you open it, there are two layers of nigiri sushi. There are twelve pieces on one layer, each with different tastes. There are small dishes like flowers in the corner.

"24 sushi, do you want to starve me?"

As we all know, a piece of sushi is only so small, this box of food is eaten by an adult man, and the other party is easy to cry hungry, not to mention that I am a mutant octopus, not counting tentacles, I am a giant octopus more than one meter high!

"When you were on a hunger strike, why didn't you expect to starve yourself to death?" Clive sneered, "The same method can only be used once, if you dare to try it a second time, do you think I can deal with you?"

Even if he can't be killed, he still has thousands of ways to torture people.

I know that everything should not be too much, and I waving my arms and feet to eat obediently. In just a dozen seconds, the sushi in the wooden box was cleaned up, but I was still scratching my heart and lungs with hunger.

Clive brought this food on purpose.

Well, this time it was indeed me who disgusted him first.

Things like hunger strikes are only effective for people who really care about your life.

Of course, there are many kinds of caring.For example, your parents care about your starvation out of genuine love; the enemy cares about your starvation because they are afraid that if you die, his plan will fail.The former will try their best to coax you, while the latter will only threaten.

Clive has been an intelligence chief for so many years. Not to mention the prisoners who went on hunger strike, even those who tried to commit suicide have seen many.

Does he really have no strong means to force me to bow my head and eat obediently?joke!If it really pissed him off, he could do things like disembowell people and stuff food right into it.Don't doubt, this whole smiling guy has no lower limit as a human being.

But in the end he chose to be soft and made concessions to me.

Because he knew very well that I didn't really want to die, nor did I force it with death, but was tempting and warning.

With my destructive power, if I really turn my face and hold the mentality of dying together, I will not do stupid things to hurt myself at all. I will try my best to kill the people in the base, especially the precious scientific researchers.

The hunger strike was telling him that my endurance had reached its limit, and if he didn't try to appease me, the delicate balance between us would completely collapse.

Therefore, Clive personally came to "comfort" me and agreed to let me see Chuchu, which was the bottom line of his concession.Bringing these unsatisfactory sushi, on the one hand, is really upset and deliberately tossing me; on the other hand, it is also hinting at me a message.

He has already started his plan to conquer Eurasia, and he has come into contact with the book.

Based on the nature of the book, he was the father before the doomsday, and he was also the father after the doomsday. He should have surrendered to Clive without any resistance, and worked hard to build himself into a supply station for the mutant army to come across the ocean.

It's okay to have a mole before the fight starts?

I sighed in my heart, and an unfed tentacles beside me waved the empty lunch box, clearly expressing my anger and grievance to Clive.

The sub-brain of the octopus has its own ideas. Although I will obey the orders of the main brain, I cannot control them 24 hours a day.

This time I was hungry, and I was seriously thinking about my next plan.The tentacles were left unattended for a while, and began to exert their subjective initiative again.

They have memory, and they can also carry out preliminary thinking. They naturally recognize Clive's face and know that this is the breeder (not).

Although I don't understand why the main brain has a temper with the breeder, but it's definitely okay to complain and act like a baby to the breeder if you don't have enough to eat.

Before I could react, the tentacles dived into Clive's arms, twisted and squirmed, and knocked on the empty lunch box.

If they had opened their mouths, they should be shouting in unison at this moment: Hungry, hungry!

I:……

Is it still too late to cut off this group of spineless arms and legs?

the answer is negative.

Clive was also caught off guard by the arm-and-foot thrust, but the tentacles were not malicious or aggressive, so they didn't trigger his defensive counterattack.Seeing that the action was obviously coquettish, Clive was stunned for a while, then laughed rather gloatingly, hugged the tentacles in his arms, and squeezed them.

"You have more wrists than you admit."

I stared at those tentacles, backed off, useless!

Just when Clive was rua touching with a happy face, Chuchu finally arrived, and she bought one and got one free, and another acquaintance came.

"Anna? You're not dead?" I opened my eyes wide, and then looked at Clive.

In this way, not to mention that the information leak is a bait, even Anna's betrayal is fake.

"Not necessarily," Clive asked his subordinates to bring a few tables of food, and took two pieces of tuna to feed the tentacles, and said slowly: "She did betray me, but, after all, Anna has been with me for so many years, she directly killed her." It's a pity."

My expression changed slightly, and I have already noticed that something is wrong with the two girls.

Although very different in every respect, their tempers are all distinctive.However, at this moment, they all looked resolute and selfless, and even looked at Clive with fanatical loyalty.

This kind of loyalty, I have only seen in the eyes of fanatics.

I heard the sound of my teeth rubbing against each other, and asked in a deep voice, "Have they all been brainwashed by you?"

Clive didn't hide it, nodded, and said casually: "Otherwise, why would I keep traitors and enemies by my side?"

Is it because you feel that life is not exciting enough, and add some fun to yourself?

"You bastard!" Looking at the two girls who lost their souls, I threw myself at Clive in a rage.

The few tentacles that were lying flat and eating also moved immediately, no matter how much they wanted to eat, they would not disobey the mastermind's orders.My anger also infected them, and the tentacles entered the fighting mode one after another, the blue rings lit up one after another, and the suction cups shrank, showing a threatening fluorescence.

Clive put down his chopsticks slowly, with a calm expression and a smile on his lips.

"Are you really going to attack me today?"

"Sanin, you should know that once you do it, everything will be different."

This is not a threat, but a statement.

Clive and I have always maintained a weird but delicate balance. Even though I wish I could kill him, he will still tolerate me without a bottom line before I actually fight, even if I make trouble and run away several times. He can turn a blind eye even if he wants to be a twenty-five boy.

We can even joke and fight at will like ordinary friends.

But if you really want to turn your face completely, the meaning is completely different.

My tentacles stiffen in the air.

... Now is not the time, far from the fire.

"Why," I asked sullenly, "since you have brainwashing/brainwashing methods, why don't you just turn me into a puppet?"

Clive got up with a smile and walked outside.

"Because you can only be you."