Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 179 1 Rebellion, He Can Replace Me

Chapter 179: A rebel, he can replace me

[In addition, the Executive Yuan announced an urban expansion plan this morning. The plan aims to expand urban living space, expand and develop the scavenging area, and lay a solid foundation for the future reoccupation and utilization of the heritage area.]
[It is reported that this plan was actively advocated and promoted by Councillor Wang Xinfa, demonstrating the Executive Yuan's careful consideration and long-term planning for the city's future development.]
[In the field of science and culture, Hongguang Pharmaceutical Company is scheduled to hold a high-level academic exchange meeting next week.]
[This event not only brought together many well-known scholars and professors in our district, but also invited Mr. Zuo Bai, the chief star scientist of Yongsheng Technology Biological Co., Ltd. in District 6, to come to the scene to share the latest scientific research results and academic insights.]
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[The above is a summary of the city's news. If you want to know more exciting content, please pay attention to our follow-up reports. We will continue to bring you the latest information.]
On the radio, the magnetic male voice was like a melodious melody, gently echoing in the car.

If Feng Mu was used to listening to the radio, he might be able to easily recognize this familiar voice - it was surprisingly similar to the voice of the ghost story radio program that has been popular recently.

Along with the sound of news broadcasts, the towering walls of the Second Prison in the distance gradually came into Feng Mu's sight.

"This is the granary for my Evil Iron evolution!" Feng Mu's eyes were filled with a mixture of cold and hot light, and he murmured in his heart, "Here I come!"

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Prison No. 2, warden's office.

Feng Mu stood beside Li Bashan, staring at the thick glass wall with a hint of surprise in his eyes. In his heart, he had a preliminary but very profound understanding of the warden's character.

This three-layer explosion-proof nano-glass wall is more direct and powerful than any verbal self-introduction.

Because when people introduce themselves, they always unconsciously add a touch of embellishment or concealment, but this glass wall will not.

It is pure and flawless, and can reflect the essence of human beings completely transparently, without any obstruction.

In front of this wall, any disguise could not be hidden. Feng Mu immediately felt the unquestionable caution and fear of death of the warden, Qian Huan.

"As the highest official of a prison, how can you be so afraid of death? Your fear of death will make it very difficult for me."

Feng Mu sighed inwardly. Although he had not yet officially started working, he had already begun planning how to kill the warden in the future.

Don't get me wrong, Feng Mu has no personal grudge against Qian Huan. He is simply coveting the position under the warden.

Translated into words that everyone in the previous life could understand, it means - he can replace him!
As for how to replace it, it actually only requires two steps. The first step is to kill the opponent, and the second step is to sit in the vacant seat.

Of course, before that, Feng Mu needs to kill the team leader, the division chief, and then the warden before he can fight the final boss, the prison warden.

But the process is the same, it's just repeated a few times. This is the bright avenue for newcomers in the workplace with no background to get promoted the fastest.

When Feng Mu was looking at Qian Huan, Qian Huan just glanced at Feng Mu lightly, then retracted his gaze and turned to Li Bashan.

In Qian Huan's eyes, the label on Feng Mu is nothing more than "Li Bashan's junior fellow student", which is a bargaining chip he uses to win over Li Bashan and use him to deal with Zhou Hu.

Qian Huan didn't care about Feng Mu at all. In fact, he had already regarded Feng Mu as a dead man in his heart. How could he have expected that the newcomer in front of him was full of rebellion and also labeled him as a "dead man" in tacit understanding.

"Bashan, I have approved the employment procedures. You can take him to report to Ward No. 1 later." Qian Huan said in a warm tone.

Li Bashan had no expression on his face and said in a muffled voice, "Please ask the warden to assign Feng Mu to Section B of Ward 1, which is under my jurisdiction."

Qian Huan pondered for a moment, then said with an embarrassed look: "Bashan, you may need to communicate with Zhou Hu about this matter. It is not appropriate for me to interfere with the personnel arrangements within the No. 1 prison area. This is too bad of the rules." Without waiting for Li Bashan to refute, Qian Huan sighed and said: "I want to reform the system of the Second Prison, but we have to take it step by step and not rush it to avoid causing unrest in the prison. Bashan, you also have to understand my difficulties."

Li Bashan frowned. He could sense that Qian Huan was not lying, but he could also keenly smell the foul odor coming from the other person's pores.

Feng Mu did not let Li Bashan offend the warden. He sensibly interrupted and said:

"Warden, please don't be angry. My senior brother is just worried that I am new here and will not be able to adapt to the work in the prison. However, please rest assured that I am fully prepared for prison work and I am willing to follow the arrangements of the prison."

After hearing this, Qian Huan turned his gaze to Feng Mu, looked at him carefully for a few times, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he said amiably:

"Very good, just go and report in and start your work. If you really encounter any problems at work in the future that are difficult to solve, you can come and report to me."

Seeing that his junior fellow apprentice had his own ideas, Li Bashan relaxed his frown and took him to report to Ward No. 1.

As the specially replaced metal door slowly closed with a dull bang, Qian Huan slowly reached out and gently stroked the dense cold sweat on the back of his neck, his face solemn and gloomy.

He murmured to himself in a confused tone:

"It's really strange. I have added three layers of explosion-proof glass walls in the office, but after talking with Li Bashan, I still feel a chill rising from my spine. That chilling sense of danger seems to be stronger than the previous two times."

Qian Huan has possessed an extremely keen intuition about danger since he was a child. This intuition is the key reason why he chose to follow his family's arrangement and be transferred to work in the most special Prison No. 2 in District 9 even though he is extremely afraid of death.

Qian Huan looked at the explosion-proof glass wall that was almost as thick as a palm, and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​making it thicker. That would cause ridicule if it got out.

Then, he picked up the phone on the desk, dialed the landline calmly, and ordered calmly:
"Notify the security department and have them contact the supplier of explosion-proof glass and arrange for after-sales technicians to come and conduct a comprehensive inspection. I need to confirm whether this batch of glass has any quality problems or defective products."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line. Just when Qian Huan suspected that the phone was malfunctioning, a desperate voice finally came: "Yes, warden."

Qian Huan frowned slightly, dissatisfied with the delay of the call, and continued:
"The call delay is too serious. This obviously does not meet the criteria for seeking help. No, it is a work requirement. Ask someone to replace my landline with a new one."

The person on the other end of the phone: “…”

Qian Huan hung up the phone quietly, and then his eyes inadvertently swept across a resume on the desk.

He glanced at the one-inch photo of Feng Mu and sighed, "This photo is well-taken, but it's a pity that it looks like a posthumous photo tailor-made for him."

Qian Huan sighed and put away his resume and threw it into the drawer.

"Hey, Zhou Hu is a vindictive person who likes to vent his anger on others. I bet you won't survive more than a week. Uh... Zhou Hu, Zhou Hu, I'm sending the person to you. Please don't let me down."

(End of this chapter)

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