Infinite Stream Metaverse

Chapter 314
Xiangjiang, the skeleton slum.

In every city attacked by monsters, there will be such a person active: the monster fell down one second before, and he will come to the scene the next second, and he will bribe the local officials to buy enough time for his men to clean up the monster's corpse.

The monster trade in scraps is one of the largest "tax-free" (literally "illegal") industries in the world, far surpassing the trade in endangered species.In the past, tiger blood, bear bile, and rhinoceros horn were enthusiastically sought after, but now people believe that the benefits brought by those rare things (or the benefits they thought they could bring) are all available in monsters, so monster fragments have become new favorite.

The godfather of the industry is none other than Hannibal Chow.

It's just that they didn't expect that Hannibal Zhou, who Fu Qinghai and Zofia had been thinking about for a long time, had already been taken first.

……

two days ago.

Dark clouds overhead reflected the lights from the city, and the whole area was shrouded in a pink dim light, looking a little sickly, which fits the atmosphere of the skeleton slum very well.An invisible barrier was vaguely formed around Laust, pushing the crowd around him, separating a palm-width gap.

The alchemist walked down the alley to the depths.

This is the same as most areas in Xiangjiang, especially the old districts like Kowloon, more precisely those areas that look old in Kowloon. After all, these places were built after the monsters attacked-there are not only There are also various shops and houses lined up with back doors.

Here, there is little difference between a street and an alley.The people here stared at Laust with an extremely indifferent expression that didn't care about the lives of others.

Roster didn't care, he looked around.

Finally, on the front of a small pharmacy, the monster logo flashed into view - exactly the same as the plot in the movie.

Sure enough, the alchemist thought to himself.

For people like Hannibal Zhou who rely on monster fragments to make a living, isn't a pharmacy the best place to do business?
When Lauster walked into the pharmacy, an elderly Chinese man looked over, holding a pestle in his hand, and was grinding some kind of paste in the mortar.

"Want to buy bone meal?"

He asked Lauster mysteriously.

"What am I buying this for?"

Rose asked, frowning.

"Aphrodisiac."

The old man squinted at him with a lewd smile on his face.

"Guaranteed to be [-]% authentic, I personally collected and tried it myself."

The old man's pride was beyond words. After all, not everyone dared to dig up the monster's corpse, which contained a large amount of extremely lethal and corrosive acidic substances.

"I'm looking for Hannibal Chou."

Laust straightforwardly stated his purpose, and hinted calmly:
"Marshal Pantecost introduced me."

The old man raised his head from the table, his expression changed subtly.

Then he walked to the store door, turned over the business card, and then locked the door. He led Laust to a small shelf and touched the mechanism on the shelf.

A hidden door slowly slid open, revealing a large row of shelves on which various jars were neatly placed.

Amber lights were lit on the back of the jar, reflecting the various stuffed monsters in the solution.

"Good luck."

The old man walked away after saying a word.

Then, this row of shelves slid open again, and there was actually another row of shelves behind, and then the second and third rows of shelves moved one after another, and after the third row of shelves slid away... Laust stepped into Hannibal Zhou Mysterious paradise.

The space is larger than the pharmacy outside, and the walls around the room are lined with shelves filled with all kinds of specimens from the monster: basketball-sized lymph nodes, nerve bundles, small glands, organ slices, skin and carapace. Fragments of the vitreous, mucus extracted from the vitreous, and some unidentified fragments that only Hannibal Zhou could recognize.

Roster's breath became short of breath.

This is what he wants.

At the back of the room, a group of rough and strong men from different races stood majestically, with cold and ruthless eyes——Hannibal Zhou's bodyguards.

Under their close surveillance, the workers at the two long tables were busy skinning and slicing the remains of the monster, just like the bustling scene of a restaurant preparing dishes before opening.

The workers were expressionless and silent.

It seems that no one cares about the existence of Laoster. The workers are all hard at work, and the strong men are leaning on the handrail of the stairs to watch, occasionally chatting a few words in Chinese.

Lost, who couldn't understand Chinese, walked right up to a fish tank full of crab-like creatures.

"The monster skin parasite is still alive."

Loust ​​muttered to himself.

"Soak them in ammonia and they won't die."

One of the strong men spoke.

Roster looked up.

This burly man was tall and burly, wearing a dark red suit, and the leather toe caps were covered with layers of pure gold flakes like fish scales, making a slight clanging sound with every step he took.

His teeth are inlaid with various metals, and each piece of metal has a different pattern. The sunglasses on the bridge of his nose are equipped with a leather film around the lens, which looks more like goggles. He is wearing jewelry all over his body. , shining brightly.

"You don't look like someone from PPDC... who are you? What are you doing here?"

The burly man dressed in fancy clothes asked in a deep voice.

"Hannibal Chou?"

Laust asked slowly.

With ostentatious retro fashion and gold teeth showing off his wealth, there is no doubt that this is Hannibal Zhou.

"Do you like this name?"

Hannibal Zhoupi asked with a half-smile.

"Named after my favorite historical figure and my second favorite Brooklyn Szechuan restaurant."

The surrounding bodyguards in black took out their pistols and slowly surrounded him. A tall man drew out a butterfly knife from his chest, swung it dazzledly between his fingers, and approached him step by step.

"Now, tell the truth about your identity and your purpose, otherwise you will be slaughtered as a pig and fed to parasites."

Hannibal Zhou said viciously.

"Hehehe..."

Roster smiled contemptuously.

He just raised his hand and pushed lightly from the air.

"Whoa!"

A group of bodyguards in black seemed to be slapped by some invisible force, and instantly flew backwards, knocking down the rows of shelves and specimen storage tanks behind them, and the workers present stopped in shock. Hannibal ·Zhou's jaw is wide open, and he looks like he has seen a ghost.

Force push.

Exactly the same way Obi-Wan Kenobi slapped away a horde of B1 battle droids.

Raust's middle finger and index finger clasped together, Hannibal Zhou uncontrollably and automatically rose into the air, kicking his feet and struggling desperately, covering his neck with his hands, with a terrified expression on his face. Get flushed.

Laust laughed wildly.

That's right, his lightsaber is gone, and his scream beetle and golden knuckle are also robbed, but he is still a Warcraft + Star Wars double alchemist, a Sith warrior.

In the reincarnation world of the Pacific Rim universe, which lacks high-end personal combat power, even a Sith warrior without a lightsaber and spare force is enough to sweep these natives.

"Whoosh-"

At this time, a sharp piercing sound came.

A dart spun straight towards Roster, but he just tilted his head to avoid the dart, and then snapped his left hand to the empty left.

"despair!"

It seems that there is a light flashing, and it seems that it is just an illusion.

"what!"

With a scream, a masked man in a black tight-fitting special combat uniform came out of his invisibility, covered his eyes and fell to the ground, holding two samurai swords in his hands.

The Force blinds.

This trick was easily cracked by Lauster.

"Look who this is? Naiden, the black snake Naiden from the Special Forces universe, I know you."

Laust held Hannibal Zhou in the air with one hand, and said unhurriedly:
"Has no one ever told you that invisibility and sneak attack are useless to Force users?"

Hannibal Zhou's bodyguards were covered in blood, their bodies were on the verge of falling apart, moaning and unable to stand up.

Laust pointed a finger at the black snake Naiden, and shot a thin white lightning with a "crack", hitting him, causing him to let out a heart-piercing scream.

"Ahhh-"

Force lightning.

It represents the ultimate torture of the dark side of the Force.

"Forgive...forgive me."

Naiden the black snake curled up into a ball in pain.

"Give me a reason."

Roster said with a wicked smile.

Naiden curled up on the ground, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and use a reincarnation prop to try his luck.

【Pioneer Camp Reincarnation】

Deep in Laust's mind, he received a reminder:
[The reincarnation used the flop hand]

"Aha."

The alchemist suddenly grinned, raised his hand, and an invisible force lifted Naiden who was curled up on the ground. Laust changed his expression and said:

"It turned out to be teammates from the same camp. I misunderstood. Well, you convinced me, Naiden the Black Snake."

After dealing with the black snake Naiden, Lauster turned his head to look at the dying Hannibal Zhou, and said:
"Now, Mr. Hannibal, or Mr. Zhou... I don't know which name you prefer, can we sit down and have a good chat now in a calm manner?"

…………

China, the capital of magic.

299th Floor, Sun City, No. [-] Hengfeng Road.

MODU CLUB.

This is a behemoth of luxurious and top-notch electronic music, and the decoration is industrial and cold.Screen lifting equipment, 3D stereo surround sound system, European top equipment D&B, 4D holographic projection, 12-meter long bar...

The stage is designed by the manager of a famous label, and the top [-] DJs in the world are stationed there for a long time. Occasionally, Grammy winners come to perform on tour...Marketing Director Xie Moufeng, behind-the-scenes shareholders Liu Mouling and Zheng Moukai are all listeners Familiar name.

Oh yes, this is a nightclub.

Monsters are always threatening human beings, shipping is blocked, fisheries are dying, the Pacific Rim is gradually deserted, the global economy continues to decline, and coastal people are displaced...

However, all of this does not make them give up pleasure, feasting and luxury. On the contrary, perhaps it is precisely because the threat of monsters is shrouded in clouds that people have more instant gratification thinking.

Jiang Yixia was sitting by the bar counter bored.

In the real world, she can't afford to play disco in a place where the per capita consumption is two to three thousand, but for reincarnators, most forms of currency have lost their meaning.

Jiang Yixia played with the champagne glass in his hand, looked over the crowd on the dance floor, and looked at the singer on the central stage.

"Everyone, please listen to me."

The music fades away and the crowd gradually quiets down.

The Latino singer said:

"In the past period of time, we have lost too many mech pilots! Alexis Kaidanovs, Kissasha Kaidanovsky, Wei Chang, Wei Jin, Wei Hu... We must let these brave and fearless heroes know that their selfless sacrifice means so much to humanity!"

Jiang Yixia heard from people that the person on stage seemed to be a Grammy winner, and he came here specially for a charity performance.

"Our friends are all over the world, from Tokyo to Tallahassee! From Detroit to Abu Dhabi! Some places are not part of the Pacific Rim, but people from there are fighting tenaciously! Please defend these The human beings, the deadly fighters, extended a helping hand to express our high respect."

"All proceeds from this performance will be donated to the families and descendants of those heroes."

"May the spirit rest in peace and have a good journey."

Can PPDC not even pay pensions?

This was Jiang Yixia's first reaction.

"Next, I will bring a song, "Monster Poison Blue", created by the Mukluk anti-future project team, let us pay a silent tribute to the heroes."

"The monster poison blue is going to kill me."

"It doesn't matter if you're a man or a woman."

"Don't even think about escaping from its grasp."

"The monster poison blue is going to kill me."

"But I don't flinch at all."

"You walked with me along the way..."

The blood of all monsters is bright blue that emits fluorescence, and is highly poisonous and highly corrosive, which is where the term "monster poison blue" comes from.

After the singer on stage sang the last lyric, everyone present bowed their heads quietly, expressing solemnity and condolences... Then as the resident DJ adjusted the rhythm again, everyone started to swing wildly again.

Jiang Yixia: "..."

"How ironic!"

One spoke her mind.

Jiang Yixia turned her head to look, and saw a woman sitting a few meters away from her, with her back facing Jiang Yixia, dressed in a white suit, looking energetic and capable.

The woman raised her wine glass and took a sip, then commented unceremoniously:

"Defeating monsters does not rely on science and technology, but on these illusory slogans and charity performances... I don't know whose pocket the money goes into. A group of hypocritical hypocrites."

"Hey, what are you talking about!"

"It's fine if you don't donate money, why are you here?"

Several young men in the booths at the adjacent table couldn't take it anymore, they stood up one after another, and walked towards the bar aggressively, as if they wanted to trouble this woman.

This is to find fault?inexplicable.

Jiang Yixia frowned.

How does it feel...a bit deliberate.

However, the woman in white is obviously not easy to mess with. When several young men came around, four or five strong men in suits and leather shoes quickly rushed around, standing in front of the woman in white, and stretched out his hands to push the young men. man.

Then Jiang Yixia saw it.

Those three young men in ordinary clothes suddenly had a few cuts in the skin of their arms, and hidden firearms modified by cyberspace protruded from it, and opened fire brazenly at the bodyguards in front of them!
"Da da da da da..."

Reincarnator!
Jiang Yixia understood at the time.

The woman in white, she was being targeted by the reincarnation, although it is not known which faction the three young men belong to, but at least it shows that she is not some passer-by, and must be a key plot figure.

Before he had time to think, Jiang Yixia jumped up against the case and shot decisively. She-Hulk gave a shout, her muscles puffed up, and she shot out like lightning. With one punch, a reincarnated person who had just killed the bodyguard was sent flying. To the center of the crowded dance floor, knocked down a group of men and women shaking their heads.

That is this moment.

The moment he passed by the other two reincarnations, Jiang Yixia subconsciously turned his head and saw the face of the woman in white.

The other party obviously drank too much, his face was flushed with exquisite makeup, and his expression was full of panic and bewilderment.

Jing Tian! ?
Jiang Yixia was a little dazed.

Does Pacific Rim also belong to Jingtian Universe?

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　Chapter 3 is as usual, wait a little longer, I will let you know when it is released

　
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