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 yearning and pulled his thoughts back to the case in front of him. "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 have to help one side kill the other side."
Following the report of "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 with his eyes closed and rested. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Thinking back, I used to rack my brains for a simple murder and corpse abandonment, and I made myself miserable many times. How could I be so calm like now, and even let 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 initial seeds of the programmatic reform of the future [destiny] were planted because of a small prison.
In his previous life, that great man who changed the world proposed a great strategy in the most difficult and arduous times - to surround the cities with the countryside and gradually take control of 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 those who rebel, they don’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 linked your development with a larger organization, and you have a new plan for the core program of your destiny. ][You are not just Feng Mu, you have begun to think about destiny from Feng Mu's perspective. ][You have found the right program for your destiny - parasitism!!! ][... Congratulations, your thoughts have been greatly sublimated, you are a bit like the master of destiny, perhaps, you can start to prepare and win over the old subordinates of destiny...][Destiny is waiting for the master to return 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 inheritance has been greatly improved ↑↑↑↑][Your game inheritance has been increased to 13%! ][You have obtained 1 special skill point, 1 ordinary skill point, and you have obtained general skill proficiency *10000. ][You have obtained 2 attribute points and 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 recruit troops, you must first have a base that you have complete control over! ] A faint realization surged in Feng Mu's heart: "Recruit 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 as if the previous hints were just ordinary hints of minor details, but this hint was... a hint of the main plot? ! ! This reminded Feng Mu of a classic game he had played in his previous life - Red Alert, where players had to deploy a base vehicle before the game officially began, and the "Second Base Vehicle" seemed to be his base vehicle? "So, I 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.
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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)
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