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This matter must not be known to others, he said angrily: "Don't spit on people! I have never done anything wrong to the Administration! Matilda, arrest this nonsense person!"

Crickins called a few times, but no one answered him outside the door.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and called a few more times, but neither his secretary nor the security personnel outside made a sound.

He took a deep breath and looked at Lingwushisan who was sitting on the sofa.

"It's a good thing you did!"

Zero Wushisan did not answer his words, but continued the topic just now.

"Cut it off, Krigins, before it makes a big mistake."

"impossible!"

cried Krigins, gasping for breath, his anger suddenly aroused.

"Why can the Administration of Abnormal Biology be decided by thirteen of you? I don't accept it! I have worked here for decades and worked hard, but what did I get in return? It was your exclusion and frame! Let me tell you, Before you came in, my order had already been issued! Even if you die today! I will drag you to be buried with me!"

Under the guidance of Mr. Painter, Krigins made two plans.

If things go well, he will use his status as the chairman of the federation to gather all useful anomalous items in all sites around the world to deal with Zhang Jue.

And if there is an accident like today, his people will also transport these items away and hand them over to the painter.

The painter promised him that even if he died, he would be resurrected.

He will always be the master of the Bureau of Anomalous Creatures!He will be the master of the world!

Crickins is almost insane.

Lingwu Shisan knew that he couldn't be persuaded, so he could only sigh again.

"I really don't want that."

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers, and then Crickins clutched his chest, vomited blood, and fell down.

One second before he lost consciousness, he crushed a spherical object in his hand.

That's what the painter gave him to save his life.

After the spherical object shattered, a golden light flashed, and Krigins disappeared from the office.

Ling Wushisan sniffed, and twirled the index finger and thumb of his left hand in the air, guessing that this was probably a space transfer technique.

Krigins is not dead, the painter behind him is amazing.

However, Lingwushisan did not choose to pursue, as long as site 19 was protected, his mission would be considered complete.

……

There are tens of thousands of objects in custody at the Bureau of Anomalous Creatures.

Most of them are very dangerous, belonging to the kind of things that will threaten the safety of one party if released.

The Authority usually doesn't use them in normal tier combat.

Because using anomalous items as weapons is a double-edged sword. If one is not careful, it may endanger the entire Authority, or even the whole world.

Dr. Kondraki, one of the Four Doctors of Apocalypse, is a fan of weaponizing anomalous items.

Probably because he was contrary to the idea of ​​maintaining stability of the Authority, that's why he gradually drifted away.

Of course, the concept of the so-called "weaponization" of anomalous items is quite broad, as long as it can have an effect on future battles, it can be regarded as a type of weaponization.

Well, enough gossip, let's get down to business.

Before meeting Zero Five Thirteen, Krigins had already issued an order to his confidantes all over the world, asking them to transfer all those useful items in the name of the federation.

These anomalous projects are the assets accumulated by the Administration for thousands of years, and Krigins is no different from a prodigal in doing so.

However, this world is like this. Some people would rather give away or destroy something than let it fall into the hands of someone they hate.

There are also many useful items in site19, but the arrival of Zero Five Thirteen cut off the possibility of these items leaking out.

However, Krigins' order has been transmitted to all parts of the world, and his subordinates have all become active.

North America, site 45 of Meiguo.

A group of people in black suits came to the station master's office with the transfer orders they had prepared long ago.

"Station Master Simon, in view of the current emergency situation of the Authority, we have been ordered to move the 233 (23-hedron) item to a safe place, please cooperate."

Stationmaster Simon picked up his reading glasses, looked at the transfer order carefully for a while, and finally waved his hands helplessly.

"That thing is very dangerous, I hope you can keep it safe."

The leader sneered, "You don't need to worry about that."

Atlantic coast, site 15.

After many verifications, the stationmaster of walnut finally came to the room where 079 (old AI) was kept.

"Hello." He used the 079 keyboard to type letters, "I'm Walnut, the station master."

079's screen lit up: "What are you doing here? I don't want to talk to anyone right now."

The walnut stationmaster typed: "For some reason, I have to take you out of here, I hope you can live well outside."

079's screen instantly brightened several levels, then dimmed again.

"I see, I will be quiet, I promise."

Europe, Area25.

Colonel James watched as a team lifted the sarcophagus onto a truck.

He wanted to stop them, but looked at the transfer order in his hand and finally gave up.

Another sly-eyed person walked over from the side.

"Colonel James, don't worry, even if 076-2 (Abel) suddenly comes back to life, we have a way to take him into custody."

Colonel James turned his head to look at this partner who had cooperated with him for nearly ten years, and suddenly felt that he was very strange.

Today he found out that his deputy had been pretending to be stupid all along.

The assistant laughed: "Why, you know I'm not stuttering, are you disappointed?"

Colonel James shook his head. He just suddenly realized a certain sentence, people, sometimes they are really scary animals.

With just one transfer order, his deputy turned into a member of the headquarters, but he could only continue to endure bitterly in this barren mountain and old forest.

These three places are actually just a microcosm.

After Krigins' order was issued, similar things were happening on sites around the world.

The treasures in the Authority's site are being transferred for various reasons.

Some characters who are usually not well-known also appeared in front of the stage.

Since the Administration of Anomalous Creatures is now led by the Site Federation, the station masters dare not disobey the order, and can only watch helplessly as the projects they are in charge of are taken away.

Krigins' plan can be said to have succeeded for the most part.

Keep going like this and sooner or later the Authority will be hollowed out.

……

Australia, in a residential house in Australia, Chris King was slumped on the sofa, with traces of blood still remaining at the corner of his mouth.

Lingwushisan seemed to have some unusual abilities. Hearing the sound of his fingers snapping, Krigins felt like his body would explode.

If it wasn't for the thing Mr. Painter gave him, maybe he would be in trouble today.

But he is not dead, he is alive!

He is also the President of the Anomalous Organisms Authority Site Consortium.

The power of the Zero Wu Council has been abolished, and now he is the orthodox.

Although he was expelled from site 19, it doesn't matter, as long as his life is still alive, there is a possibility of a comeback.

If Shun Lin is planned, he will master many killer weapons in the administration within a few days.

At that time, no matter if it was Zhang Jue or Lingwu Shisan, he would not be afraid.

Crickins could feel that his internal organs were seriously injured. If he didn't receive medical treatment, he might not be able to last for a few minutes.

He took out a pill from his pocket, which was the very precious 500 (panacea) in the entire Anomaly Administration.

As the webmaster of site76, he once applied for related experiments.

During the experiment, he dropped the medicine and took the real 500 as his own.

And until today, it finally came in handy.

So he always thought that with his scheming skills, he could control the Bureau of Abnormal Creatures enough.

He swallowed the 500 in one gulp, and immediately felt a warm current spread all over his body.

After a few minutes, he felt less pain in his internal organs.

500 has worked.

He sat on the sofa, feeling his body's functions gradually recovering, then picked up his phone and sent a text message to the artist.

"Lingwushisan appeared, I was injured, and the original plan remains unchanged."

After doing this, he closed his eyes.

He is too tired today and must rest well.

……

When I opened my eyes again, it was already evening.

Krigins moved his body and found that not only the internal organs were healed, but also various functions of the body had improved significantly.

This is where the 500 comes in.

He picked up his phone and took a look. The time was 18:30.

He frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong because the phone was too "clean".

There was no new message from text messages or mailboxes.

And now it has been five hours since he issued the order.

Although he only sent a dozen teams to transfer those important projects in the early stage, there should be a response regardless of success or failure.

Could it be that under the influence of Lingwushisan, his mobile phone also broke down?

Krigins frowned, pressed a string of numbers, and clicked the call button.

That was the number of his confidant Grodia, and he was in charge of the transfer of the anomalous item.

In the next second, Krigins' pupils dilated.

Because he heard the ringtone of Grodia's mobile phone, and it rang from outside the door!

The bell rang from far to near, obviously someone walked to the door of his house from outside.

At this time, the homestay he was staying in was a property he bought before he became the stationmaster of site76. He hasn't been here for a long time. How would Grodia know that he was here? !

Then, there was a knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

Every sound hit Krigins' heart.

The bell outside the door was still ringing, like life-threatening music.

What the hell!

Fear at its peak is anger.

Crickins went all out and asked fiercely, "Who? Who's outside?!"

"Old friend, it's me."

A frivolous voice sounded, but it wasn't Zhang Jue.

Hearing this voice, Krigins was stunned.

An ordinary door couldn't stop the people outside at all. Turning the handle, the anti-theft door was easily opened from the outside.

Krigins sat on the sofa, clenching his fists, looking at the hateful face.