Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 310: Rapid troops, base, main mission?
Young people all have a desire for progress in their hearts, and in the police station, Li Shang and Feng Ju are unanimously recognized as the most progressive candidates.

Of course, who will be first or second, and who will win the honor of "Most Improved of the Year" will depend on who will take the position of police chief next.

Chen Yang put away his longing and turned his thoughts back to the case at hand.
"However, the old detective's suggestion does make some sense. However, he overlooked the most crucial point. Among the people involved in this case, there is not just one person or one side wearing the same skin as me, but two clearly opposing sides."

Chen Yang looked at the content on his phone, his mind racing:
"One side wants to kill the warden, and the other side is the warden. Judging from the tone of the prison guards I just met, they should be on the warden's side, so I want to help this side kill the other side."

Following the guidance of the report on the old tree on the grave, Chen Yang came to the same conclusion as the old captain in a short time.

"This prison warden Qian Huan is basically dead. It's like a sinking ship that's about to break. I'll step on it a few times to raise myself up. It shouldn't be a big problem. Haha——"

Deep down in his heart, Chen Yang had to admit that his judgment, in addition to being based on calm and rational analysis, was also mixed with a hint of emotional impulse.

There was nothing he could do. The young man was just hot-tempered. He felt that the last scene in the elevator just now made him feel particularly depressed and unhappy.

He really hoped that one day he would have the chance to meet that annoying smiling face again, but by then, he hoped to have a different scene, like, the man was sitting inside the iron fence while he was standing outside it?

That scene would be really interesting!

"First, what I need to do is..."

Chen Yang's eyes lit up and he stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the incinerator.

On the other side, in the convoy driving back to the prison at high speed, Feng Mu sat in the back seat and closed his eyes to rest, feeling a little emotional:
"Think about it, there was a time when I had to rack my brains for a simple murder and body disposal, and I was embarrassed many times. How could I be as calm as I am now, and even have the police station collect the body for me?!!"

Feng Mu felt that he was becoming more and more compatible with this world, and he gradually figured out how the game worked in this clear world.

"Individual strength is important, but organizational strength is more important. Simply putting on a layer of skin will make the height and scenery under your feet completely different."

“So, the previous ‘mob play’ of [Destiny] was basically fighting the entire world on one’s own. It’s not impossible, but this play is only suitable for numerical games.”

"In the real world, this idea is too naive. Instead, we should learn to closely integrate personal growth with organizational growth."

In other words, [Destiny] should not blindly confront the World Government, but should seek a more subtle strategy to quietly integrate into it like a parasite, so that the World Government and [Destiny] become inseparable parts of each other. "

Feng Mu closed his eyes and thought, no one knew that the reform of the program of future [destiny] was planted because of a small prison. In the previous life, the great man who changed the world, in the most difficult and difficult time, proposed a great strategy - to surround the city with the countryside, so as to gradually control the overall situation.

At this time, Feng Mu gradually formed a grand and far-reaching blueprint in his mind - the prison would become a reverse parasite of the government.

"The first step is to transform the Second Prison into a new nest of [Destiny], or to put it more figuratively, to hatch it into a tumor that spreads to District Nine!"

Feng Mu slowly opened his eyes. In his original plan, he only intended to transform the Second Prison into his own cafeteria.

However, thinking about it now, Feng Mu feels that his previous pattern was too low and he still couldn't get rid of the small peasant mentality. He should use the perspective of "Feng Mu" to look forward to the day when [destiny] will come.

But this is understandable. After all, except for prophets, no one can predict the future. Most people are constantly adjusting and revising their plans on the road to growth.

Just like a rebel, he doesn't aim to become emperor at the beginning. The richest man in the world may just want to make a small profit at the beginning.

[You have conducted a soul-cleansing analysis of yourself, you have connected your development to a greater organization, and you have a new plan for the core of your destiny.]
[You are not just Feng Mu, you begin to think about fate from Feng Mu's perspective.]
[You have found the right program for your destiny - parasitism! ! !]
[…Congratulations, your thoughts have been greatly sublimated, and you seem to be the master of your destiny. Perhaps, you can start preparing to recruit the old subordinates of destiny…]
[Destiny awaits the return of the Master to his throne.]
[Start preparing! ]
[ps: If you want to increase your troops, you must first have a base that you fully control!]
[The improvement of thoughts is far more terrifying than any action. Your evil index has been greatly improved↑↑↑↑]
[The game's inheritance has been greatly improved↑↑↑↑]
[Your game inheritance has increased to 13%! ]
[You have gained 1 special skill point, 1 general skill point, and 10000 general skill proficiency point*.]
[You gained attribute points*2, general skill proficiency*10000.]
Lines of subtitles passed across his retina. Feng Mu squinted his eyes and focused his sight on the particularly eye-catching line of text - [ps: If you want to increase your troops, you must first have a base that you have complete control over!]
Feng Mu's heart suddenly became enlightened: "Rampant troops? Base?"

An indescribable feeling lingered in his heart, as if this time, the special notes given by the system were slightly different from previous prompts.

It was like the previous hints were just ordinary hints about minor details, but this time the hint was... a hint about the main plot? ! !
This reminded Feng Mu of a classic game he played in his previous life - Red Alert. Players needed to deploy the base vehicle first before the game officially began, and the "Second Monitor" seemed to be his base vehicle?
"So, I have finally found my base vehicle?"

Feng Mu looked out the window and saw the tall walls rapidly approaching his sight. The corners of his mouth curled up into a warm smile as if he was home.

Gong Qi suddenly turned his head and looked at Feng Mu who had opened his eyes. For some reason, he felt that some mysterious changes seemed to have taken place in his junior brother's body. There was an indescribable change in his whole aura.

"Junior brother, what happened to you?" Gong Qi asked suspiciously. Snakes are very sensitive to changes in breath.

Feng Mu blinked his eyes gently and replied, "Brother, it's okay. I just suddenly had a deeper understanding of certain things."

A glimmer of curiosity flashed in Gong Qi's eyes, and he asked, "Oh, what kind of understanding?"

Feng Mu smiled brightly: "To put it simply, I think the Second Prisoner needs my love and care even more."

(End of this chapter)