Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

Now, because of this severe economic crisis, the entire Wall Street has collapsed.

According to statistics, more than 70 people committed suicide by jumping off buildings here in October alone.

Two a day is too many!

Add to that the numerous companies and businesses that have gone bankrupt here, and the white-collar workers and employees who have been laid off or lost their jobs. The accumulated negative emotions are immense.

The planning department at the Bureau of Mysteries has already discovered the problem.

Negative psionic energy is already gathering in this area. If left unchecked, it will quickly grow stronger, and then who knows what will happen next.

Even during periods of psychic dormancy, excessive negative psychic energy can still affect the functioning of a nation. The will of the people is the will of Heaven.

If too much negative psionic energy accumulates during this psionic resurgence, it might just give rise to an unparalleled demon!

Normally, the Mysterious Bureau wouldn't be able to handle this kind of thing on its own; it would usually ask other extraordinary individuals from other supernatural organizations to handle it.

For example, people like Uncle Tie can indirectly disrupt the accumulation of negative spiritual energy by performing a religious ceremony or ritual.

However, the Mysterious Bureau has now greatly increased its strength and become more independent, and has begun to try to handle things on its own.

The main reason is that Zhao Hao has the ability, plus the little gadget invented by the technical department, so they decided to conduct the experiment. If it works, they won't need to ask for help anymore.

Of course, Zhao Hao also had some other things to do on his own when he came.

The Shadow Organization is supposed to collect negative emotions, right? Look at the negative emotions here, it's almost like a battlefield. The business world truly is a battlefield.

They're still the defeated side, utterly dejected. They've already achieved a large portion of their targets in one fell swoop.

After finishing his work for the day, which only took two hours, Zhao Hao also took the opportunity to browse the market and buy a few winter clothes.

He always goes shopping with a very clear purpose, heading straight for what he wants. If he sees something he likes, he tries it on; if he likes it, he buys it; and if he buys it, he leaves. He usually resolves his needs within twenty to half an hour.

Once he buys these winter clothes, he'll basically be saying goodbye to shopping malls for the rest of the winter. That is, provided Elena doesn't let him go shopping with her.

When Zhao Hao got home, he received a call from Gou Quan, who was busy with work as the year-end approached.

Pipi Shrimp Company's health supplement business, Gou Daodi clothing brand, Tyson sports star training program, book publishing entertainment industry, oh, and the newly established film and television department, which is working overtime to produce "A Nightmare on Elm Street"!

Gou Quan was very excited on the phone: "Hey bro, I've discovered a photography genius! After watching his short films, I'm absolutely hooked! I think he's the perfect photographer!"

"Oh? What kind of genius? Don't we already have a photographer?"

"Oh, that's the one. I'm planning to prescribe it for him!"

"Uh... let's not. Keep it. We'll definitely have more projects to shoot in the future. It's necessary to have a few technicians... but I'm more interested in what you called a photography genius. What kind of photography genius excites you so much that you've already made that assumption?"

Gou Quan was so excited on the other end of the phone that he almost jumped for joy.

"Hey bro! You absolutely have to see this! That short film, it was like... that idiom goes something like that, I was completely immersed in the movie!"

"It's like being there."

"Yes, yes, that's exactly the immersive experience! It's so realistic, it's just like the real thing."

Zhao Hao was a little suspicious, raising his eyebrows: "I'm saying, Gou Quan, did he make one of those short films that made you feel like you were there?"

Gou Quan was dumbfounded: "What kind of movie?"

"It's the kind of movie theater you used to collect protection money from..."

"Ahhhhh!" Gou Quan exclaimed loudly, "Genius! Brother, you're a genius! Why don't we let him make those kinds of movies! He's simply unbeatable! I..."

"Stop!" Zhao Hao pinched the bridge of his nose. Damn it, did I remind you?

“We’re a legitimate company, we’re no longer involved in the non-ferrous metals industry! Have you forgotten what Sally taught us?”

Gou Quan was dejected, slumped in his chair, too weak even to hold the phone. "What a pity, such a pity. We could have benefited so many more lonely men..."

Zhao Hao thought that this grandson would eventually fall into Sally's arms and have his face washed by six women side by side!

To be honest, he was indeed curious about that so-called photography genius.

Making movies is one of his main industries!

After all, it's a waste that I copied so many big IPs and didn't make my own adaptations.

They'll all be made into movies from now on!

Let's go take a look.

"Okay, I'm free right now. Let's go check out the film set, and then we'll invite Fatty over for dinner tonight. By the way, is this guy addicted to being a bodyguard?! Why is he never going to stop?"

……

We drove to the hastily assembled film crew. Because of the tight schedule and heavy workload, the film was to be released while the novel was selling well, forming a grand strategy of book and film circulation and mutually boosting each other's popularity. Therefore, the film crew was very crowded and chaotic.

Zhao Hao and Gou Quan observed the film crew from a distance. Gou Quan, holding his large dog, urged, "Come on, I'll show you. The movie is so realistic!"

Zhao Hao glanced at him and said, "You should be more careful. Didn't you sense the faint spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from him?"

Gou Quan was taken aback, then carefully checked his senses: "Nothing there?"

Goodness, you're pretty slow on the uptake when it comes to this.

However, Zhao Hao felt that if this so-called "genius photographer" had any harmful intentions or bad ideas towards Gou Quan, he should have sensed it long ago.

Sure enough, when Buddha opens a door for some people, he closes a window.

After thinking it over, Zhao Hao decided to refrain from contacting this superhuman for the time being.

I've roughly figured out this guy's abilities through my Eye of Fate's guidance. It turns out he creates certain mental illusions in the viewer's mind by using video footage.

Calling him a genius photographer is no exaggeration; his films and photographs are so immersive that viewers are completely captivated. Hmm, for now, let me make movies.

"By the way, what's his name?"

"Oh, his name is Chris He, and he is said to be one-quarter Song Chinese."

Zhao Hao took Gou Quan to meet up with Fatty for dinner. Fatty had recently been working as a bodyguard for a wealthy man and was living a very comfortable life. He had become quite plump and had fair skin!

To put it simply, even if my reader were dead for three days, he wouldn't be as white as him!

Zhao Hao called him over to talk to him, saying: "Don't you have any ambition left? You've become addicted to being a bodyguard for the rich! Have you been corrupted by the sugar-coated bullets of capitalists?"

Then the fat man spoke up: "He gave too much... Oh, and his daughter is super beautiful!"

Zhao Hao: "Actually, I'm very professional as a bodyguard. Does his daughter need a bodyguard?"

……

Zhao Hao had thought the matter of the genius photographer was temporarily over. Unexpectedly, something happened on November 22nd.

It was Thanksgiving, and Zhao Hao was rewarded with a "Bigu Berry" for signing in!

The item is a Black Iron 2-star item with 7 fruits on it, about the size of hawthorns, bright red and quite tempting.

After consuming this, one will not need to eat or drink anything for seven days, and will experience no adverse effects.

It provides all the nutrients and water the human body needs for 7 days, as well as a feeling of fullness.

Zhao Hao planned to keep it, just in case he needed it.

If you're buried underground... oh, even if you're buried underground, there are mountains to clear a path for you.

But what if I end up in a desert... Ah, I still have enough food and water to last me for two months in my storage ring!

"Damn it, trash!"

However, where there's food, there's Orange Juice. Orange Juice jumped onto the coffee table, stretched out its nose, and sniffed, "Oh my god, it smells so sweet!"

Zhao Hao tried to secretly put the ring into the ring, but Ju Zi grabbed his hand and said, "Zhao Hao, I'll only eat one, just one!"

Its two eyes are wide open and watery, its cuteness factor is MAX!

"Okay, then!"

Such a small matter is not enough to disappoint Orange.

The orange tree plucked one and popped it into its mouth, miamiamia~~

"Hmm~ The taste is alright. I've got it! I'm going to develop a dish that will satisfy hunger, a dish that will keep you full for three days straight!"

"You mean Zhu Bajie cuisine?"

"What kind of 'Pigsy' dish is this? Of course, you can't add pork, that would just increase the cost! Let's just add some bean products instead!"

"It's a real shame you're not a capitalist..."

Thanksgiving was supposed to be a holiday, but Zhao Hao made the crew work overtime with triple pay. It was only a one-day shift, so many people stayed to work overtime. Chris He was among them.

As a result, when the crew was busy working until lunchtime, several short-haired, burly men suddenly appeared, said something to Chris, and unexpectedly started fighting.

Chris hit several burly men and then quickly ran away.

Upon receiving the news, Zhao Hao drove to the film set.

Unexpectedly, upon arriving at the film set, the entire crew was taken over by a group of people, many of whom were interrogating the crew members individually.

Zhao Hao was also stopped by two burly men.

Both of these burly men had short hair, cold and capable expressions, and were meticulous in their work. Their manner of walking, sitting, and lying down exuded the air of trained soldiers.

Zhao Hao glanced at the scene with his "Fate's Guidance" and understood.

These are all military personnel, and probably not just any military personnel.

Sure enough, someone came to interrogate him. Zhao Hao took out his Mysterious Bureau credentials, and soon a leader came to see him.

The man was over 1.8 meters tall, quite imposing, and his spiritual energy fluctuations were intense, as if he didn't know how to conceal them.

He had a small mustache and a long braid down the back of his head. That's quite a unique hairstyle!

"Hello, Agent of the Secret Service, I'm Colonel Bill Django, head of Project Jedi. Would you be interested in working for us?"

Zhao Hao: Colt, someone's trying to poach your guy!

"Colonel Django, I'd like to know why you're interrogating our crew members. What mistakes did they make? And why did you clash with Chris? He's a good guy!"

The colonel with the long braid sat down in a chair, crossed his legs, and said, "Mr. Zhao Hao, please don't say such things. As far as I know, Chris has only been working here for less than three days, and you already know he's a good young man? Besides, you're a secret service agent, don't you have any suspicions about Chris's identity?"

"Notice? What do you mean?"

Just as Zhao Hao had predicted, these soldiers were after Chris's status as a superhuman. Or rather, a wild superhuman.

The Afghan military has its own plans to build its own team of superhumans, or even to research superhuman abilities.

However, like the Mystic Bureau, they lack sufficient resources to cultivate extraordinary individuals on their own.