The Spirit World

Chapter 906 Demonic Disaster (6)
1. Reasons why people don’t surge and wander around at press conferences:
This is an internal meeting of senior cadres of the Human Alliance.

2. The reason why most people who come here are in silence:
A brief death notice sign is placed here.

3. The reason why everyone here is equipped with a high-explosive pistol:
Even inside Ritao City, the threat of the infected has not been completely eliminated.

Most of those who came to this press conference and memorial service were people who had experienced many ups and downs. Even if they were not famous, they were at least of great importance.

And the possible "comers" are all desperate criminals, so they have to be vigilant.

Despite this, they also knew why such a memorial service was held.

[Xiao Qingshan - former senior prosecutor of the Alliance Security Defense Bureau]!
【Heroic sacrifice】!
This is his memorial service.

Everyone concentrated and held their breath, bowed their heads, and listened to the clear and powerful eulogy coming from the mouth of a middle-aged man in camouflage military uniform!
Roar out!

As an agent, Chen Lin can only appear behind many big-name figures, each of whom has their own name that is enough to intimidate the infected.

Here are all geniuses whose names alone can scare the infected into trembling with fear.

Chen Lin stood in respectful silence, lowered his head, and listened to the eulogy.

To be honest, when the blue sun came, no one thought this day would come.

She is in the [Corner] team, and currently she is the only one in it. She has attended more than a dozen funerals, big and small, of comrades, friends, relatives, and even parents.

She was able to maintain her extraordinary calmness now, all thanks to the burning fire of revenge in her heart.

Ridiculous pranks, clumsy performances, helpless despair, her temples were gray, and she had two long white locks like a lion, her black hair was tied into a ponytail and fastened with a bow like a peerless beauty.

The uniform was a serious, loose-buttoned style designed for combat. There weren't many props hidden inside, but they were enough to help her escape from danger or the misery of being captured.

During the half month after she was transferred back from the front line, she was ordered to stay in a secret residence. The "leisure" without sunshine made her fall into unimaginable loneliness again and again.

The pain of retreating from the front line and not being able to kill the enemy is ten thousand times more painful than ants gnawing at your heart. Or maybe! Let her die in battle, a heroic sacrifice, is her destiny.

So, when she finally received the highest-level command mission, she felt that the hundreds of nights she had spent suppressing the anger in her heart were not spent in vain.

Or, it's just too hard...

If you are not careful, you won't be able to make it to the end...

Although eulogies are different, they all lead to the same conclusion.

No one present knew her, so naturally they wouldn't let her stand out so much, or take her so seriously.

She looked around, the bitter smell of cigarettes lingered around everyone's neck, the military uniforms were neat, and no one was randomly looking at anyone else.

Only one person.

He stood next to the person who was giving the eulogy and noticed at a glance that she was an impatient eccentric.

He looked like a medical worker, wearing a white coat and leather shoes. He was very young, with slightly long hair, neat facial features, thin eyebrows and bright eyes. He slowly exhaled white cigarettes that he didn't want to inhale. His chin was covered with fine stubble, and he had a bright red tie on his collar. His neat white coat flowed down, and a cigarette was dangling between his middle and index fingers. The smoke slowly rose into the sky and came to the side of his leather shoes, which he wore carelessly.

This person was very strange and looked at her with an extremely terrifying look.

It was as if her appearance suddenly appeared in the star-spangled eyes, and she was swallowed up in the sea of ​​stars.

"The moment of silence is over..." The roaring soldier announced the end of the funeral. Everyone just slowly raised their heads, walked forward seriously, and saw the doctor next to the soldier.

To be precise, a professor.

"This is Professor Chang Yufeng, the founder of the first generation of [α] genetic engineering. He needs to select the most elite team from among you to carry out a secret mission. I hope you will be fully prepared! Facing strong enemies, do not fear difficulties! Do not fear dangers! Protect Professor Chang's safety!"

This sentence was also shouted out.

As soon as Professor Chang Yufeng's name came out, Chen Lin vaguely recalled something. Those were the last few days when her parents were still alive.

During the days when she was a war correspondent, she often received news from the area where her parents were, [Yiyue City]. Until the moment it was breached, she was still able to hear such news.

[α Genetic Engineering] has made some progress under the leadership of the youngest genius professor. Humans are expected to become super warriors who can rival the [Infected] through [Gene Self-Awakening].

In the face of the powerful army of infected, the helpless Human Alliance felt like they had grabbed a life-saving straw.

Afterwards, Yiyue City, where the infected were suspected to be the [α Genetic Engineering Base], was quickly razed to the ground.

Those who unfortunately died did not even have time to save their lives.

"You are warriors, and I am also a warrior."

Chang Yufeng stood in front of everyone, glanced down the stairs, and threw the cigarette butt that was still long in it onto the ground. The cigarette butt rolled down, scattering tobacco and wisps of white smoke.

"I am going to a very dangerous place now. If I finish this, then the world will probably be at peace."

Chang Yufeng put his hands in his pockets, with a wonderful youthful vigor and a wonderful sense of vicissitudes.

If he were in peaceful times, he would probably be like a gangster boss in a TV drama, shouting to his younger brothers in the audience in a cool and evil manner.

However, he always looks unexpectedly gentle in his white coat.

If, in the future, any kind of gangster boss appears, it doesn’t matter, as long as the world is at peace, as long as there is no more terrible immortality in this world...

There are just some maggot-like debris...

It is forgivable and understandable...

Anyway
No matter what kind of world it is, it can't be worse than a world full of war...

hope so……

"I need a team of three... to help me complete this mission."

Chang Yufeng looked at those determined, angry, confused and resolute eyes with his starry eyes and smiled.

It happened very quickly, as if mocking his previous imagination.

"It's not that you can help me just because you are willing, but I will ask you to help me because I need you."

"I am not someone who would owe favors to others. After completing the mission, I will try my best to return the favor to you, whether in private or in official business."

"I don't need the best fighter, because I am the best fighter myself."

"I just need to tell you one thing."

"You will definitely die in this mission."

Chang Yufeng closed his eyes and continued to raise his head.

He slowly opened his eyes again, and the blue moon rolled in his black eyes.

Release blue flame snakes, burning everyone.

This is a mission where the person who performs it will definitely die.

He was frighteningly calm, as if he knew he was going to die.

He was just laughing, maybe he was laughing, the first half of what he said was all lies.

(End of this chapter)