Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

At this moment, the mechanical hive Z area.

The banquet hall in Zone Z, which had not held a banquet for a long time, was decorated with lights and colorful decorations. All kinds of food that could only be seen before the apocalypse were served to the table one after another, and the majority of people who held banquets here were no longer the original ones.

"The logistics center is in the middle of the mechanical hive, and the 26 areas are linked to each other to form an airport that communicates with the outside world. In order to facilitate merchants, the airport area has built a large number of warehouses for leasing. The food in these warehouses is enough for us Live a much better life than you do now!”

A certain nobleman with elegant clothes and elegant movements handed the wine glass to Baal Dacrorod.

The latter raised his glass to signal him, but did not hold the glass with him. This "looking down on others" behavior immediately aroused the other party's displeasure, and the question raised by Baldakrod dispelled the other party's dissatisfaction to a certain extent. Displeased——

"What about after the food is gone?"

He asked a question that made everyone around him uncomfortable, and he didn't feel at all that it was "inappropriate" for him to ask the question now.

"Mr. Darkrod!"

The other party's voice became a little sharp:
"Do you think we still have a chance?
Let me tell you clearly that out of the thirteen rescue boats built by the empire, there is now only one left - the one that rescued the gentlemen when the tsunami came! The people on that ship are now preparing to commit mass suicide, hoping that artificial intelligence will resurrect them countless years later! "

Most of the people around him pricked up their ears. This was news that they would not normally be exposed to.

Everyone has their own information channel. It is not surprising that the other party can obtain information about this matter. What is surprising is the signal represented by this matter itself——

The empire's top brass completely gave up hope of survival and even began to adopt some desperate plan.

The other party’s voice became sharper than before:

"Mr. Darkrod! What do you think we should do?! Continue to live frugally, and then wait for those lowly civilians to drink our wine, eat our chicken, duck, fish, and eat our orangutan lips, North Sea fish roe, bear's tongue tiger gall, and most importantly, foie gras - and will you die with us?!"

The aristocratic child beside him was upset by his sharp voice, and screamed like him:

"I'm going to die without foie gras!"

The man looked at his child with disgust, picked up a piece of roasted foie gras from the table, raised the plate to a height where the child could not see it, rubbed some poison from between his fingernails into the roasted foie gras, with a smile on his face. Pass it to your child:
"Eat, eat slowly. After this meal, there will be another meal. From now on, we will eat like this every day!"

The surrounding nobles watched this scene indifferently. They watched the child happily bite the foie gras, chew it into pieces and swallow it with the red wine, and then fall to the ground with a twisted face. They listened to the child's plea. They were completely ignored, and some people even danced in pairs under the band's performance, as if the children's pleadings and cries were mixed in with the accompaniment.

Baal Darkrod watched everything with cold eyes, not preparing to take any action at all.

He didn't know what they were until now -

They are the rats of the old era. They left their cold and dirty lairs through the chaos of the new era and came to the sunshine openly.

He used to think that he was different from them, but until this moment, when he looked at the children rolling back and forth on the ground, he realized that he was no different from them.

He was not going to save the child.

He probably knew that when this child grew up, he would become the same person as them, and he would become the same rat as them, gnawing at the lifeblood of society in the dark corners.

But does society still have time for this child to grow up?
The man watched the child lying on the ground in pain for a long time, with a smile on his happy face. When the child whined and lost all strength, he squatted on the ground with a glass of wine, helped the child sit up, and poured red wine into the child's mouth. Injection:
"Drink, drink, how can a boy not drink? Drink this glass of wine and you won't feel uncomfortable!"

The unconscious child drank the drink and fainted from the intense pain caused by the reaction between the drink and the poison.

The man laughed loudly:

"This is one of the life warnings I give you - never trust anyone easily!"

He stood up and stretched out his hand to greet the two waiters nearby:
"Take him down and wash his stomach. Be quick. If he's gone, you can go with him."

The child was carried down by the waiter. The man straightened his tie, smoothed his brilliant short golden hair with saliva, and stretched out his hand towards Bar Darkrod:
"First meeting, I am Victor Corleone, the new governor of the Mechanical Hive."

Barr Darkrod asked the question again as if he was desperate for his life:
"What are you going to do after the food is gone?"

Victor Corleone picked up a glass of wine again. He obviously had a good capacity for drinking. Even though he had already had several glasses of wine, his eyes were still very clear:
"Carpe diem! I never think about other things!"

Barr Darkrod's face instantly darkened:

"That's how you convinced others."

Victor Corleone said of course:
"certainly!
Who cares?

Everyone only cares about the things in front of them!
You know, when I invited most of the guests to this banquet, they only had one request - they wanted to take back what Chen Yan had snatched from them - and nothing else! "

He then pointed at the people close to him and tapped their heads one by one with his index finger:

"He, she, and him, they came here to become my vassals, not because they completely trust me, but because I am the only one who dares to rob Chen Yan's warehouse and kill Chen Yan's people. Only I can kill them. Get the resources back!”

He didn't care at all what they thought, or even what they thought.

"Even them becoming my vassals is only on the surface! Look! There are so many of them! When Chen Yan comes back, will he kill them all? Impossible! Most of them represent representatives behind the scenes. They are the backbone of the Mechanical Hive. Without these people, what will Chen Yan do to run the Mechanical Hive? He killed them all, who will help him fulfill his ambition?!"

He smiled brightly while being tipsy, holding the wine glass in a circle, and after drinking the red wine in the glass, he used the empty glass to signal to a certain lady on the dance floor:
"Bar, look, that is the little princess of the Yamashita Group. The Yamashita Group operates a very important precision machinery processing factory, providing more than 80.00% of the light industry precision manufacturing consumables to the entire machinery hive. At the same time, through blood, marriage and Nepotism formed the whole group itself -

Do you think that if Chen Yan came back and saw that they were [forced] to cooperate with me, would he take action against them? "

Barr Darkrod immediately got the answer - absolutely no - this was the conclusion he had reached before coming, and it was also his decision to accept the invitation to attend the banquet itself composed of "rebels". ——Bar Darkrod has his unique understanding of the current situation——

The closer he gets to Chen Yan, the more he can feel the compromise and weakness hidden under Chen Yan's cruel methods. During these more than half a month of contact, Barr Darkrod deeply understood Chen Yan's acting style. He even It is certain that for such a large-scale "betrayal", Chen Yan would only punish the "chief culprit", while rarely pursuing others, or giving symbolic punishments——

As the smart madman Victor Corleone said, Chen Yan still needs them to operate the mechanical hive, and he doesn't dare to do anything to them!
After Chen Yan personally took action to establish the Z Group Armed Guard, part of the power of the original mechanical hive mobile force led by Barr Darkrod was diverted. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is Chen Yan's division of Barr Darkrod's power. This was a delaying strategy, and Barr Darkrod himself felt a strong sense of crisis because of this——

This is the most important reason why Barr Darkrod chose to attend this banquet.

Victor Corleone had already approached Barr Darkrod and said:

"The people who came to this banquet today have already made all their plans. They not only want me to be the scapegoat, but they also want to use me, crazy me, to gain more power before Chen Yan comes back. , now is an excellent opportunity——

If they can complete the exchange of interests and form a strong cooperative relationship, Chen Yan will probably not break this relationship after returning -

[Contract], this is something that Chen Yan has always advocated and emphasized, and it is even the basic system that Chen Yan has always wanted to build for the future of the mechanical hive.

Once they reach a contract that infringes on Chen Yan's interests, as long as the contract is not too excessive - they will naturally figure out the scale - Chen Yan will even silently swallow the bitter pill! "

After listening to these words, Barr Darkrod came to a conclusion while weighing in his mind: things may really develop as he expected!
Victor Corleone got closer to Bardakrod. He pointed at the little princess of the Yamashita Group in a very obscene voice - the lady who looked almost 30 years old and said:

"The Yamashita Group is one of the most utilitarian groups in the Mechanical Hive, because they are from the Sakura Kingdom. After entering the empire and becoming a regular enterprise, they showed an almost slavish [convert fanatic]. Do you understand what that means?

The fastest and most efficient relationship among all relationships is nepotism. The women of the Yamashita family have made great efforts to improve the reputation of the group. Each of them has become the most beautiful social butterfly. They not only bring orders for the group Partnerships with other companies have also brought back top engineers to the group.

If the group itself were not at a low level and there were no people on top, they would no longer be in the mechanical hive and would have run away with the big bosses of the empire! "

Victor Corleone sucked his saliva obscenely, and then licked his lips:
"I have long heard that the courtesans of the Yamashita family are good at literary and martial arts, and are extremely good at certain things. Tonight is the chance for me to finally experience it!"

He looked at Barr Darkrod, and the smile on his face became even more obscene:

"Well, Barr, my good brother, I invite you to dinner tonight... How about a supper with the little princess of the Yamashita family?"

Barr Darkrod's face was stiff and speechless.

It stands to reason that if he were still the same person a few months ago, he would most definitely accept such an invitation. Accepting the invitation itself meant that he had obtained a pass to enter the new core of power.

But everything is different now. The empire is gone, the past is gone, the apocalypse is coming, and the doomsday that erodes everything makes the life of the world enter a countdown to death.

The only possibility that made him feel alive was Chen Yan - Chen Yan's actions made him realize that there might be a way out - even if this way out has not been found by anyone in any form so far.

The silent look of Bar Dacrorod instantly aroused the other party's disgust - Victor Corleone looked at his cold expression and instantly knew the reason for Bar Dacrorod's hesitation, and he suddenly felt that he was being affected The doubt he received was almost an insult, so he jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, pointed at his nose and cursed:

"You fucking think you're a saint?! Barr Darkrod! Don't you look at what you are!"

His accusation did not attract many eyes, but caused the eyes that were originally falling on them to quickly move away.

Barr Darkrod's past is not a top secret in this circle.

"You're a bastard with a mud-legged background! You're a scumbag who can even use your own daughter as bait! You pretend to be noble!"

His scoldings became more and more unpleasant, and filthy words kept coming out:

"Do you think no one knew that you sent your mistress, who didn't even have a title, to the governor's room?! Or do you think that the fact that you spent a lot of money to bribe the admiral and was laughed at as a country bumpkin only happened at the dinner table?!

Others even use threats to force you out of the core of power! And you have fallen to that point entirely because of your country bumpkin outlook - your origin! Baal Darkrod! If you are born a country bumpkin, you are destined to be a country bumpkin all your life! "

Baal Darkrod looked extremely ugly when he heard such insulting curses, but he still maintained his sanity - staying sane was one of the most valuable qualities he had developed after countless experiences.

The sarcasm in Victor Corleone's tone became even stronger:

"You were ruthlessly abandoned as an outcast, but it doesn't matter. I'll give you a new chance now - as long as you are willing to serve me, I guarantee that you can get back everything that once belonged to you!"

The surrounding guests did not dare to leave too far. They were afraid that this madman would find out and bear a grudge against them. More importantly, they had to rely on him to get benefits, and before everything was completed, they could endure anything.

Baal Darkrod looked into those crazy eyes and said:

"What confidence do you have?"

Victor Corleone put away his crazy look, and in an instant he seemed to have returned to his previous appearance as a justice of the peace:
"You are resisting me now just because you believe that Chen Yanyan will return to the altar."

He looked around and said loudly:
"It's just because you think I must fail!"

He suddenly looked at Barr Darkrod, covered his mouth with both hands, made a trumpet shape, winked at Barr Darkrod and whispered in a low voice:
"but if.

I mean if.

If I could really kill Chen Yan——

What about killing Namo Quantum Entanglement Buddha? "