Drawing cards can't save the weird world

The financial center of Liberty City on Manhattan Island, Wall Street.

Zhao Hao sat by the window of a coffee shop on the side of the street, watching men and women who used to be in suits and leather shoes, but now looked a bit rough, walked out of those high-rise buildings with boxes in their arms.

Unemployed, all unemployed.

It is said that in the nearby office buildings, more than ten companies closed down in one day, and countless layoffs were made. The bosses of many companies have even run away. Of course, there are also those who fall directly.

No, Zhao Hao looked at a middle-aged man from a distance, with blood-red eyes and an unshaven beard, and the air cloud above his head was black with gray, without any good color.

He staggered along the street, and was in a daze while waiting for the traffic light, not knowing what he was thinking. Then, just in a daze, the green light passed, and he still had to wait.

Zhao Hao's eyes are good, and he can see his cheeks biting tightly from tens of meters away, trembling all over.

Is that what you said? The collapse of adults is often in a flash.

He suddenly laughed, a frightening laugh.

He wobbled to the edge of the alley with his things in his arms, threw the box in his arms into the trash can with a "plop", and then showed a hearty smile.

He stood there laughing for a while, until he was out of breath.

He walked out of the window on one side, adjusted his collar and tie against the reflection of the glass, and then walked into a tall building calmly and confidently...

After a few minutes, Zhao Hao finished his coffee and went out to get down to business.

There was a muffled "plop" not far behind, followed by the exclamation of everyone.

When Zhao Hao turned his head, a smashed corpse was already lying on the ground. It's that man...

Except for the first few seconds of screaming, the people around left quickly, and no one took a second look, because such things happened too much these days. It was luck that he didn't fall on himself.

They are now so numb that they have no compassion to care about others because they cannot protect themselves.

Zhao Hao looked at the blood splattered on the ground and the very calm police who sealed off the scene and directed the cleaning staff to dispose of the corpse, and suddenly felt that the sound of the man falling to the ground just now was so similar to the sound of him throwing his belongings into the trash can.

It's all the kind of voice that is not needed, has no value, and is abandoned...

Zhao Hao started to circle around the nearby buildings, placing some small instruments. It even arranged a small illusion to cover it, so as not to be touched by others.

He was appointed by the Bureau of Mystery to deal with the overly stagnated negative psionic energy.

The primitive psionic energy in the spiritual energy sea is the most basic power of the mind, so it has no attributes.

But after leaving the sea of ​​spiritual energy, the attributes of spiritual energy will gradually appear.

For an extraordinary person, it means various exercises, attribute tendencies and extraordinary abilities.

But even if you are not an extraordinary person, you can still give birth to psionic power. This requires a large-scale mental gathering. That is to say, if there are many people, then the minds will be roughly unified.

Individual minds have tendencies, so that psionic energy will be born spontaneously, and it will also have its own attributes.

Generally speaking, these psychic abilities will be transformed into "air luck", "feng shui", "pattern", "ancestral virtue", and even "national luck".

The so-called united will makes a city, and ancestors accumulate virtue, this is the truth.

However, sometimes, a large number of people just form a unified negative spiritual energy, which becomes a bad thing.

For example, at the end of the dynasty, when the people were in dire straits, there were often more natural and man-made disasters. The so-called country is about to perish, there must be evildoers.

And now, because of this tragic economic crisis, the entire Wall Street has been thundered.

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

Two more a day!

In addition to so many companies that have closed down here, those white-collar workers and employees who have been fired or lost their jobs. All kinds of negative emotions accumulated very powerfully.

People from the Planning Department of the Mystery Bureau have already discovered the problem.

Negative psychic energy has now gathered in this area. If left alone it will quickly grow, and it's hard to say what will happen after that.

Even during the quiet period of psionic energy, excessive negative psionic energy will affect the operation of a country. The so-called will of the people is the will of God.

If this kind of psychic power gathers too much negative psychic power when it recovers now, it might raise a peerless monster!

Originally, the Bureau of Mystery couldn't handle this kind of thing by itself, and usually asked extraordinary people from other extraordinary organizations to handle it specially.

For example, like Uncle Tie, doing a ritual, dojo, etc., indirectly destroys the accumulation of negative spiritual energy.

But now the strength of the Mystery Bureau has increased greatly, its wings have become stiff, and it has begun to try to deal with it by itself.

The main reason is that Zhao Hao has this ability, coupled with the small things invented by the technical department, so he came to conduct experiments. If it's feasible, I won't ask anyone for anything in the future.

Of course, Zhao Hao came here to do some things of his own by the way.

Isn't the shadow organization asking to collect negative emotions? Look at the negative emotions here, they are almost catching up with the battlefield. It really is a shopping mall like a battlefield.

This side is still the defeated side, with a negative five-body cast. More than half of the indicators were completed in one wave.

At the end of the day's work, in fact, a total of two hours. Zhao Hao also visited a shopping mall by the way and bought some winter clothes.

He has always been very purposeful in shopping malls, going straight to the target, trying it out if he likes it, buying it after trying it out, and leaving after buying it. Generally, the problem is solved within 20 minutes to half an hour.

Once he bought these few winter clothes, he basically bid farewell to the mall this winter. The premise is that Elena won't let him go shopping with him.

Back home, Zhao Hao received a call from Gou Quan, and he became busy with work towards the end of the year.

Pippi Shrimp's health care products business, Goudi clothing brand, Tyson's sports star training program, book publishing entertainment industry, oh, and the newly established film and television department are working overtime on "A Nightmare on Elm Street"!

Gou Quan was very excited on the phone: "Hey brother, I discovered a photography genius! After watching the short film he made, I couldn't stop! I think the photographer must be him!"

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

"Oh, so that one. I'm going to prescribe it for him!"

"Uh~ let's say goodbye, let's keep it, we will definitely have more projects to shoot in the future. It is right to have a few technicians... But I care more about what kind of photography genius you are talking about. What kind of photography talent can let you You're so excited, that's how you decide?"

Gou Quan was on the other end of the phone, almost jumping up in excitement.

"Hey, brother! You should definitely watch it! Just that short film, I watched it like... that idiom said so, and my body has entered the environment of the movie!"

"It's immersive."

"Yes, yes, this is immersive. It's so real, it's just like the real thing."

Zhao Hao became a little skeptical, and raised his eyebrows: "I said Gou Quan, didn't he make a short film of that kind, making you feel like you were actually there?"

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

"It's the kind you used to play in the black theater that collected protection fees..."

"Ah~~~" Gou Quan exclaimed loudly, "Genius! Brother, you are a genius! Why don't we let him make that kind of movie! It's simply invincible! I..."

"Stop!" Zhao Hao squeezed the space between his eyebrows, what the hell, did I remind you?

"We are a serious company, and we are no longer involved in the colored industry! You forgot about Sally Church, right?"

Gou Quan was wilted, slumped on the chair, and had no strength to hold the phone, "It's a pity, it's a pity. We could have benefited more lonely male compatriots..."

Zhao Hao felt that this grandson would fall into Sally's arms sooner or later, and he would be washed away by six of them side by side!

But to be honest, he did become curious about the so-called photography genius.

Filmmaking is a pillar industry in his heart!

After all, I copied it by myself... I mean, I wrote so many big IPs, it would be a pity if I didn't shoot it myself.

It will all be made into a movie in the future!

Then check it out.

"Okay, I just happen to be fine now. Let's go to the crew to have a look, and invite Fatty to have dinner with him tonight. By the way, is this grandson addicted to being a bodyguard?! Why is it endless?"

...

I drove to the temporarily formed film crew. Due to the tight schedule and heavy tasks, the movie had to be released while the novel was on sale, forming a double cycle of books and movies, and the great strategy of rubbing off on each other's popularity, so the crew was very crowded and messy.

Zhao Hao and Gou Quan observed the crew from a distance, Gou Quan led his big dog and urged him: "Come on, I'll take you to see and see, the movie is shot like the real thing!"

Zhao Hao glanced at him, "You should be more careful, you didn't feel the faint spiritual energy fluctuations on his body?"

Gou Quan was taken aback, and felt it carefully: "No?"

My dear fellow, you are quite dull in this respect too.

But Zhao Hao felt that if this so-called "genius photographer" had any harmful or bad thoughts on Gou Quan, he should have already felt it.

Sure enough, when the Buddha opened a door for some people, he would close a skylight.

Zhao Hao thought about it, and decided not to contact this extraordinary person for now.

The ability of this guy has been roughly understood through the observation of the eye of fate. It turns out that some spiritual illusions are formed in the minds of the viewers through video data.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a talented photographer. The movies or photos he took will make people who have seen it feel immersed in the scene. Well, for the time being, make a film for me.

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

"Oh, his name is Chris He, and it is said that he has a quarter of Song Dynasty blood."

Zhao Hao took Gou Quan to meet the fat man for dinner. The fat man recently worked as a bodyguard for a rich man, and he lived a very comfortable life. His body is fat and his skin is white!

Let's put it this way, my reader is not in vain after being dead for three days!

Zhao Hao called over and wanted to talk to him: Is there any more pursuit, and I am addicted to being a rich man's bodyguard! Have you been corrupted by the sugar-coated shells of capitalists?

But the fat man said: "He gave too much... By the way, his daughter is super beautiful!"

Zhao Hao: "Actually, I am also very professional as a bodyguard. Does his daughter still need a bodyguard?"

...

Originally, Zhao Hao thought that the matter of the talented photographer had come to an end for the time being. Unexpectedly, something happened on November 22nd.

This day is Thanksgiving, Zhao Hao signed in and was rewarded with a "bigu berry"!

The black iron 2-star prop has 7 fruits on it, the size of a hawthorn, and the bright red looks very attractive.

After eating this thing, there is no need to eat or drink for seven days, and people have nothing to do.

It is equivalent to providing all the nutrients and water needed by the human body for 7 days, as well as a sense of fullness.

Zhao Hao intends to keep it, what if it is used?

If it is buried in the ground... oh, there are still mountains to clear the way for him to be buried in the ground.

What if it is in the desperate desert... Ah, I still have enough food and water for two months in my storage ring!

"Made, garbage!"

However, if there is food, there is Tachibana. Tachibana jumped onto the coffee table and sniffed it, "Oh my god, it smells sweet!"

Zhao Hao wanted to quietly receive the ring, but Tachibana hugged his hand: "Zhao Hao, I'll just eat one, just eat one!"

Its two eyes are huge, watery, and its cute skills are MAX!

"Then, let's do it!"

Such a small matter will not disappoint Tachibana.

Tachibana took one off and stuffed it into his mouth, miamiamia~~

"Hiss~ the taste is not bad. I have it! I want to develop a food to satisfy the hunger, a food that can be full for three days without hunger!"

"You mean Zhu Bajie cuisine?"

"What kind of Zhubajie cuisine? Of course you can't add pork, so the cost will go up? Just add some soy products!"

"It's a pity that you are not a capitalist..."

Thanksgiving should have been a holiday, but Zhao Hao made the crew work overtime with three times the salary. It was only a day, so many people stayed and worked overtime. Among them was Chris Ho.

As a result, the crew was so busy that when it was time to eat at noon, a few strong men with short hair suddenly appeared, and they said something to Chris, but unexpectedly they started fighting.

Chris knocked out a couple of strong men, then quickly scurried away.

Zhao Hao received the news and drove to the crew.

Unexpectedly, when it came to the crew, the entire crew was actually controlled by a group of people, and many people were interrogating the staff of the crew.

Zhao Hao was also stopped by two strong men.

These two strong men have short hair, with cold and capable expressions, and they do things with a strict eye. They walk, sit, and lie with a trained soldier look.

Zhao Hao looked at it with the eye of fate, and he knew it.

These are people from the military, and probably not the military in general.

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

The man was more than 1.8 meters tall, and he was very handsome. The spiritual energy on his body fluctuated violently, and he didn't know how to hide it.

He has two mustaches on his lips, and a big braid behind his head. This hairstyle is quite unique!

"Hello, Agent of the Bureau of Mystery, I'm Colonel Bill Django, head of the Jedi Program. Are you interested in working with us?"

Zhao Hao: Colt, someone poached your corner!

"Colonel Django, I want to know why you're interrogating our crew, did they make a mistake? Also, why did you have a fight with Chris? He's a nice guy!"

The big-haired colonel sat down on the chair, crossed his legs and said, "Mr. Zhao Hao, please don't say such things. As far as I know, that Chris has been working with you for less than three days, and you already know that he is a good guy." And you are an agent of the Bureau of Mystery, don't you have the slightest awareness of Chris's identity?"

"Aware? What do you mean?"

Sure enough, as Zhao Hao expected, these soldiers came for Chris's status as an extraordinary person. Or a wild transcendent.

The U.S. military has its own plan, and wants to form its own team of extraordinary people, and even research extraordinary abilities.

But like the plight of the Mystery Bureau, they don't have enough foundation to train superhumans by themselves.

So naturally, he turned his attention to those naturally awakened wild transcendents. It's just that now it seems that the method is a little rough.

Because the big-braided Colonel Django didn't know Zhao Hao's identity as an ESP, so Zhao Hao pretended that he hadn't discovered Chris's identity as an Esper.

And his own psychic energy fluctuations have been well hidden. Without using psychic energy, even the tester of the Mystery Bureau can't detect it, and the other party can't find it either.

Soon Zhao Hao left and followed the traces to find Chris.

Originally, Zhao Hao didn't intend to take care of such a wild transcendent, but now that the Ami military is arresting Chris, he became interested.

Within an hour, he found Chris in an abandoned building. He didn't expect that there was another person beside him, who was also an extraordinary person!

Zhao Hao grabbed the fist that hit his face, then stretched and threw it to the ground.

"Keep calm, I'm not an enemy, nor someone from the military..." Zhao Hao looked at Chris, "I'm your boss."

Chris's ability is to cast illusions on others through shadows, but Zhao Hao has already achieved a high level of attainment in illusions.

And another friend of Chris, the second-generation Song Dynasty man named Cang Mo, has the ability to cosplay. After he cosplays a character, he can gain part of the character's power and ability.

Just now he cosplayed a super soldier in an animation, but was thrown to the ground by Zhao Hao.

It can be said that Zhao Hao crushed the two of them in all directions.

What is strength? Strength is the confidence to let the other party talk to yourself calmly.

"Now tell me, what's going on with you? Why did the military arrest you?"

PS: I raise a cat online, friends passing by can vote to feed it.

(\u0026amp;amp;gt;^ω^\u0026amp;amp;lt;)

Book friend Three Thousand Wings Angel's character Chris He, book friend Cang Moyue's character Cang Mo, debut!

sprinkle flowers~