The promise made above will naturally not be withdrawn. Whatever Zhuang Li wants, he can get it.
So the old man immediately called the relevant department and quickly resolved the problem.
"They have sent a transfer order to Major General Bei Ming. He will return to his country within three days and report to you. From now on, he will be responsible for your defense." The old man said in a gentle tone.
Ye Huai: "..." Is this a homosexual act according to imperial order? Amazing!
Zhuang Li nodded in satisfaction, and only then did he reveal a truly relaxed and happy smile.
Feeling his sudden change in aura, everyone felt relieved.
"Then let's discuss the specific construction issues of this future city. Teachers, please come in." Zhuang Li led everyone into the living room.
The scientists couldn't wait any longer and immediately sat down around a square table to start a heated discussion.
At the same time, Bei Ming, who had received the transfer order and was rushing to the airport, suddenly noticed a man passing by him. A line of text appeared above his head: [S-level tasker, gold system, 500,000 points.]
What?
Bei Ming blinked, feeling very surprised.
At this moment, a long knife suddenly grew out of the palm of the hand of the man marked as an S-level tasker.
Yes, Bei Ming was right. The knife had grown out of the flesh, not slipped out of the sleeve. As a special forces soldier, he still had some good eyesight. He didn't have time to be surprised before he immediately dodged and shouted, "There's a killer!"
His team members immediately scattered and drew their pistols.
The man had never expected that Bei Ming could actually dodge his sneak attack, so he was slightly stunned.
At this moment, Bei Ming pulled out his gun and shot him in the middle of the eyebrows.
Logically, this shot should have killed the killer instantly. But something terrible happened. The bullet struck the man between the eyebrows, sparking and ricocheting. The man's flesh was harder than bulletproof steel, leaving not even a scratch.
Bei Ming's team members were all stunned by this incredible scene.
Bei Ming quickly ordered: "Retreat!" At the same time, a bullet was fired continuously, hitting the man's eye.
His reaction speed is also incredibly fast.
The man's eyeballs were indeed more fragile than his flesh. He immediately covered his eyes and let out a wail. Blood slowly seeped through his fingers.
Bei Ming shot the man's eyes as he retreated, and soon got into the SUV that had been parked on the side of the road and sped away.
The man had to repeatedly dodge bullets aimed at his eyes, and his speed slowed down significantly, so he couldn't catch up with them.
Looking at the car driving away, he wiped the blood from the corner of his eyes, curled the corners of his lips, and revealed a sinister smile.
Bei Ming was driving while keeping a close eye on his surroundings. Suddenly, a huge fireball crashed towards the front of the car, and everything in sight was red.
Bei Ming quickly turned the steering wheel to avoid the fireball, but caused the vehicle to overturn.
He and his team members quickly climbed out of the car and fled in all directions.
A man in a black windbreaker stepped out of the blazing fireball, his cold gaze fixed on Bei Ming. He was completely unafraid of the fire, a flame cradled in his palm. A line of text hovered above his head: [S-rank Tasker, Fire Element, 500,000 points.]
Bei Ming immediately realized that this man was in cahoots with the previous man.
This mysterious scene shocked his teammates.
Bei Ming continued to shoot at the man's eyes, but found that the bullets could not reach the man at all and would be melted into liquid by the high temperature flames.
"Run!" he ordered decisively.
Everyone crossed the street and ran toward the side alley. The passersby seemed oblivious to the overturned vehicles, the massive fireball, and the strange figure engulfed in flames. Some walked, some drove, and some even spontaneously circled the scene.
There must be some energy interfering with their vision.
Bei Ming was thinking while running.
As he passed a handsome man on the side of the road, he suddenly saw a line of text floating above his head: [S-level tasker, spiritual system, 500,000 points.]
Psychic? So that's why the people on the sidewalk couldn't see the accident? Bei Ming seemed to understand something, and sensing the heat coming from behind, he immediately pulled the handsome man behind him and used him as a shield.
The handsome man, disguised as a passerby, stood aside, never expecting to be dragged into the fray by Bei Ming. Caught off guard, he was blown to pieces by the sudden fireball, screaming in agony.
The passersby around also looked over in surprise at this moment.
They were indeed disturbed by mental power.
Seeing passersby holding up their phones to film the incident and even calling the police, the man who had originally intended to launch a fireball was forced to carry the handsome man and flee. They were certainly not afraid of killing, but they were afraid that their identities would be exposed, which would arouse the attention of these indigenous people to the impending apocalypse.
After all, the post of the reborn person has spread all over the world.
If the indigenous people had been prepared, then when the apocalypse arrived, the number of people who turned into zombies would definitely be greatly reduced. You know, once civilians turned into zombies, their points would skyrocket hundreds or even thousands of times.
This is why the taskers do not kill civilians, because killing them now has the lowest economic benefits.
Bei Ming quickly ran into a dark alley and took out his walkie-talkie to contact his teammates. At this moment, he noticed a sound of breaking air behind him, but he was clearly facing a wall, so there was no way anyone was behind him!
He dodged the first sneak attack but failed to dodge the second one, because the person who attacked him disappeared behind him out of thin air and appeared in front of him out of thin air.
This ability of teleportation can only be avoided by Bei Ming who has a speed faster than lightning.
He was stabbed in the left chest by a man with his bare hands and his heart was taken out.
And behind this man, there was a woman clinging to him. Her slender arms were wrapped around his waist, and she was kissing his earlobe with a dazed look on her face. The two of them were having fun while killing people.
When the heart was taken out of the chest cavity, Bei Ming saw clearly the words above the heads of the two people: the man is an SS-level tasker, all-system, 1 million points; the woman is an SSS-level tasker, space system, 10 million points.
At this point, Bei Ming's vision completely darkened. Having lost his heart, his vital signs ceased.
The man handed the still-beating, strong heart to the woman and sighed, "I finally understand why the Lord God offered a 1,000,000-point bounty on this aboriginal. He's really not easy to deal with. I thought Xiaodao could take him out with one strike, but he wounded both Xiaodao and Lin Lin instead. His reaction speed is amazing. What do you think of his background?"
The woman took the heart and chuckled, "Who is he? If you have the guts, go ask the Lord God yourself."
Of course the Lord God would not answer such a question.
The man could only suppress the doubts in his heart.
The woman said in a light tone: "I'm going to submit the task, you go find Xiaodao and the others." After she finished speaking, her figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
The man took out a cigarette, lit it, put it in his mouth, and walked away leisurely.
Bei Ming's body lay quietly in the alley, with a large bloody hole in his chest.
The woman entered her own space and threw the pounding heart into a clear spring. The spring swallowed the heart and suddenly began to boil, emitting a constant stream of white mist.
The woman crouched by the spring, inhaling the mist through her mouth and nose, her face slowly becoming fascinated. Only she knew that the hearts of these indigenous people, whose names contained the character "ming," could, like the crystal cores of the emperor-level zombies, boil the spiritual spring and allow spiritual energy to evaporate.
The woman's space was completely supported by this spiritual spring, and the spiritual energy of the spiritual spring needed to be continuously fed into spiritual objects to prevent it from dissipating. The heart of the underworld, the crystal cores of zombies, and the crystal cores of mutant plants and animals were all spiritual objects that fed the spiritual spring.
The woman had also wondered if she could upgrade faster by soaking directly in the spring instead of inhaling the spiritual energy through her mouth and nose. However, she didn't try it rashly. Instead, she tricked a tasker into the spring and conducted an experiment.
As a result, the S-level tasker instantly melted into a pool of blood, and then turned into spiritual liquid, which was completely absorbed by the spiritual spring.
From then on, the woman understood that if she wanted to upgrade and expand the spring, she had to find more spiritual objects. If she soaked in it directly, she would die!
So every time she arrives at a doomsday trial field, the first task she takes on is to hunt down Ming.
In every apocalypse, there's always a man named Ming who's been offered a bounty by the Lord God. Over time, this quest became known as the Novice Quest. Because it wasn't difficult, many self-proclaimed experts gradually became too lazy to take it.
The woman was the only SSS-level tasker who was eager to take on the novice task, and her companions had no idea why she was so obsessed with this task.
Because with each apocalyptic world she transitioned to, she would replace a group of companions. These people would eventually become the nourishment that strengthened the spiritual spring. She would not allow anyone to stay by her side for long, allowing them to spy on her secrets.
After absorbing enough spiritual energy, the woman lay limply on the grass beside the spring, caressing her beautiful face and laughing softly. Sooner or later, she too would become a demigod.
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Zhuang Li, who was discussing a problem seriously with other scientists, suddenly heard 7480's trembling voice: "Master, the first task has been completed."
What is the first task?
By the time his brain had reacted, Zhuang Li was speechless. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. He covered his chest with his hands, trying to suppress the sudden, uncontrollable, and extremely painful feeling.
He knelt down on the sofa, his hands on the floor, breathing heavily. Tears fell from his eyes one by one, as if they would never stop.
His brain suddenly collapsed and molten lava filled the air. 7480, encased in a transparent barrier, witnessed firsthand how his master's inner world was destroyed in an instant.
Without Bei Ming, he would cease to exist.
"Master, I will take you to the next world to find the gods right away! He just died in this world, and he will be waiting for you in the next world." 7480 said crying.
Zhuang Li was still struggling with severe dizziness and couldn't hear 7480's words clearly. He hadn't felt such great pain in a long time.
Everyone surrounded him, anxiously asking what was wrong. The psychiatrist quickly ran upstairs to get the medical kit and diagnostic tools.
"Bei Ming is dead!" An agent ran in from outside, holding a cell phone that was on a call.
"I won't let him die. I won't go to the next world. I want him to come back to life in this world!" Zhuang Li said to 7480 word by word.
The words "Bei Ming is dead" did not completely break him down, but instead helped him regain his composure. He suddenly realized that if even he accepted Bei Ming's death, then he would be truly dead.
Anyone can admit defeat, but he can't.
Thinking of this, Zhuang Li tried to regulate his breathing, then slowly got up and wiped the tears and sweat from his face. In just a few seconds, his whole body was soaked.
Everyone looked at him with sympathy, not daring to believe but having to believe that his pain came from the induction of his mind, as if he had foreseen Bei Ming's death in advance.
"Everyone, I'd like to add another project," Zhuang Li said hoarsely, looking around the room. "It's called 'Gene Warrior,' and my experimental subject is Bei Ming. So, please immediately freeze his body and ship it back to me. After death, some stem cells within the skeletal muscle can survive for at least 17 days. As long as it doesn't exceed 17 days, I can use these stem cells to rebuild a body for him. Please do it as soon as possible!"
The old man hurriedly urged: "Go and take the body away immediately! Quick!"
The agent sprinted away.
Ye Huai, who was about to run over to comfort Zhuang Li: "..."
Oh my god! Even the dead can be brought back to life. The power of knowledge is truly terrifying! Is it too late for me to study hard now?
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