Section 286 Black and White

"This is the original sample———"

The old man seemed to see through what Lin Xiang was thinking. He stood on a crutch and slowly staggered to the stubborn man, gently pushed away his hand that was blocking the tui cushion, and skillfully entered a string of passwords on the keyboard. As the steel teeth that tightly clamped the tube body spread to both sides, he gently took off the short and thick cylindrical metal tube from the slot, turned around, and handed it to Lin Xiang with the complicated expression on his face.

With a finger touching the hard surface of the tube wall, you can feel the warmth brought from the man. When you approached your eyes, Lin Xiang immediately felt the powerful biological aura that was emitting from the tube. It was violent, violent, fierce, fierce...it was more terrifying than any mutant he had encountered before.

Put m500 back into the leather case, flew the right hand to eat, hold the metal tube mouth tightly with your thumb, and rotate it counterclockwise. When the surface of the skin feels loose and dispersed, Lin Xiang slowly cried out a transparent "u"-bottom test tube made of high-strength polyester material from the tube wall with a length of about four centimeters.

Lin Xiang narrowed his eyes and raised the test tube high towards the sunlight entering the side window. Through the wall of the tube that could not block the line of sight, he could clearly see that at the bottom of the semi-inclined tube, a pinch of scattered grey particles with a volume of about ten milliliters were piled up. Judging from the shape and appearance, it looked like a pile of ordinary and innocent sand.

"This thing has no effect on ordinary people, and only evolutionary abilities can detect its existence. According to the information obtained at that time, the Rockefeller family had a total of four such samples. Two of them were taken over by the Royal Medical Council of the United Kingdom at that time, and the other was directly controlled by Rockefeller John III. It is said that the source of the sample was an Argentine middle-aged man infected with a herbicide. Because the body was attacked by anti-political fu during transportation, the remaining part was only enough to make four samples. At that time, we did not know what this thing actually represented, especially under the circumstances of limitations, and it was even more impossible to explore why it had such a terrible mutation..."

The old man carefully observed Lin Xiang's expression changes. Although his current position and strength were not as good as the other party, due to his long-term high position, he naturally exuded a sense of majesty when he raised his hands and feet.

"It is precisely because of its existence that the Castle family has always occupied the position of President of the "Claw Claw" for a century. To be precise, it should be the use of deception and relying on the aura to deter the mutant people with supernatural powers to think that the respected President of the "Claw Claw" is an extremely powerful parasitic general."

Lin Xiang said sarcastically.

"The probability of evolution is very low. In the past 100 years, the Castle family has only produced two initial evolutionists. In order to maintain the position of president, I can only do this."

The old man had no sense of guilt about being exposed in shame or secrets. He looked serious and his voice was strong.

Lin Xiang stared at this weathered face, and his mind spreading consciousness could feel that various functions inside the old man's body were depleting. He had lived for more than a hundred years, and according to the limits of normal human life, it was a very rare example. But he did not have an eternal metabolism after all.

"Why not inject strong enhancers? Or get help from the joint doctor association? With the strong economic foundation of "The Claw", it should be very easy to purchase a biological culture cabin for organ transplant surgery to continue life."

Subconsciously recalling Liu Yuchen's young and handsome face, Lin Xiang felt sleepy.

"Everyone is staring at the president's position. Organ transplant surgery takes at least half a month to recuperate. If you come into contact with the doctors' association, you can't hide the fact that you are eyeing competitors. Instead of letting the Castle family give up the power foundation for vain, it is better to complete the power connection without anyone noticing it. As for strengthening, you don't think that a person releases both extremely strong and extremely weak biological auras at the same time, which is questionable."

When the last word was said, the old man's mouth was involuntarily moving. The eyes that were stuck on Lin Xiang and the man respectively showed unconcealed jealousy towards the former. The latter... were full of warm expectations.

"A father passes to son, son passes to grandson... As long as you rely on this prop, no one will find the secret of identity change. David Castle will always be David Castle... This is the truth. Even though you are all ordinary people, you will never be able to evolve, or even accept reinforcement and transformation."

Lin Xiang murmured and shook his head, his eyes kept staring at the test tube in his hand.

"Now, you know everything. What to do? Make the secret public in the image of the Messenger of Justice? Or completely destroy the "claws"? Let sin and evil be thrown into the depths of hell forever?"

The old man's face had returned to normal, and he said lightly: "Even Boris and Klester are not your opponents, killing me...is easy."

Lin Xiang didn't say anything. He raised his eyelids slightly, looked coldly at the young man standing on the right side, frowned and thoughtful.

He could not feel the joy of knowing the secret at all. After waking up from his sleep, in the desolate wasteland world, he had learned from Liu Yuchen, Claude, Father Adair, Aphra and survivors of various identities about the world. Everyone has the same and different parts of the description of the old era. They were like powerful bombs, smashing Lin Xiang's solid and firm political beliefs deep in his heart. He suddenly discovered that the meaning of the existence of this world is difficult to distinguish with simple evil or justice. If the interests of two people are more important than the interests of one person, and a few people must obey the choices of the majority, and use this as the standard for the boundary between the positive and negative sides... which side should he be considered?

Dictator, cold-blooded, tyrannical, domineering, and traitorous people... Everything I did in Yinyue City is in line with the meaning of these obviously used as derogatory words. According to the anger of political workers in the old era, Lin Xiang is now an unfair imperialist leader, a gang leader, a cruel and incorruptible crazy wealth-gathering person, a thief of democratic power, and a pessimistic spokesperson of materialism.

But, what can I do if I don’t do this?

Be honest and do the right to the people?

Sitting at home, letting the mob snatch everything, kill everything, and destroy everything?

Or should you live in the wilderness alone, stay away from power disputes, and be a living Lei Feng in the wasteland era with a rich and prosperous life?

All fucking nonsense

He suddenly felt that he had no right to blame the old man at all. He was just like himself——————————————————————————doing things that seem to be full of sin to outsiders for the sake of family blood. But no matter what, he had to protect his family first.

From the moment when the nuclear bomb exploded and spread across the earth, there was no obvious boundary between kindness and evil. Eating people or being eaten by people is a way of survival.

Can it be considered human beings without being self-conscious, not being indifferent, not being violent, not being violent for the sake of one's own relatives, lovers, and friends?

Even the rotten wolf in the wilderness knows how to eat the same kind of person to continue life. What reason do I have to be a good person?

Of course, this does not mean that the most fundamental conscience must be destroyed. It has nothing to do with survival. But on the premise of ensuring life... is conscience useless?

In Denormanx, it is undoubtedly justice to end the life of the deep drug addict with bullets—only in this way can he be completely relieved from pain, humiliation, and hunger.

There are ten thousand reasons to defend his actions. But no one can deny that———Lin Xiang was indeed killing people at that time. According to the laws and social order of the old era... The murderer will pay his life.

Although this is for the good of the dead.

Even though he was living was more uncomfortable than he died.

Although his brain has been anesthetized by "Jet", he has lost most of his active thinking ability and is about to do so, he is simply a brainless person who relies on instinct to act under the urging of physiological hunger and thirst.

But he is still alive, and has life, and is a real existence.

Only one can judge justice or evil. If death or killing is simply used as a dialectical representation, then Lin Xiang has long become a vicious man-eating man-devouring demon in the depths of hell.

Now, I can kill the senior management of the "Demon Claws" at will. But can this prevent the growth of mutated infant millet from growing in other places? And extract more "Jet"?

Heijin Town is the largest drug production area, but it is not the only source of production. It is impossible for the vast and huge earth to exist only one suitable growth area. In the more distant severe radiant area, on the other end of the ocean, deep in the desert, who can guarantee that these terrible plants will not exist?

Sin will never be killed.

Infant millet can never be removed.

If you destroy a "devil's claw", more "devil's claws" are likely to appear. If there is any interest, evil violent groups will be generated.

Instead of letting everything return to the hunluàn, it is better to participate in it, hold on to the high position with strong strength, and put all major affairs into control... This is the fundamental solution to the problem.

The room was dead silent. The old man and the young man were silently watching Lin Xiang sitting on the sofa. People in high positions usually have a better view of the situation than civilians, and can also make the most in their own interests in a short period of time. The two faces full of wrinkles and smooth and softness are all filled with obedience and dullness that the weak should have. The words are already clearly stated - even the most invincible super strong men like Boris and Klester died in Lin Xiang's hands. Whether he borrowed the power of others or won alone, the process is no longer important.

He has the absolute strength to completely eliminate Black Gold Town.

He can decide the life and death of everyone in the town as he pleases.

He has thousands or tens of thousands of soldiers in his hands, and even a huge number of Jingxing troops composed entirely of evolved people.

Regardless of whether the guess is correct or not, the situation has completely lost control, and there may be other people in the "Claw" company that can mobilize the army to fight against it, but judging from the current situation, this young ruler who is as beautiful as "nǎi oil" is the only master of the Black Gold Town.

No matter what the old man and the young man reacted, Lin Xiang was completely indifferent. He just sat there silently thinking, feeling the sadness, fear, cunning, anger, and unwillingness that flowed from his eyes... He knew the meaning of Black Gold Town to the "claws" and fully understood what it meant to the Castle family. He was not panicked, nor did he have any so-called pity for the loser. On the contrary, he even felt a gradually expanding sense of accomplishment in his heart, swallowing, controlling, and possessing...

"I need a position as vice president———"

After thinking for a long time, Lin Xiang stood up from the sofa, stepped on the expensive and soft sheep blanket and paced around the room for a few times. Slowly, the old man looked at the right side of his body with a strange and cold look for a few minutes, bent down, lowered his head, and leaned closer to the old man's black spotted ears, and said word by word: "As I said just now, David Castle is still David Castle, you can keep your family title and so-called glory forever. I will not deprive these things that originally belonged to you, nor will I take away the beautiful and dazzling president on your body.

Halo. Of course, I have to take half of the sample, and the rest can be fully maintained in front of you with a terrorized trick.... I was a kind-hearted lord, and there was no free meal in this world that I could enjoy for free. As a way to keep the status quo and still have everything you have to pay, you have to make all the reserves of gold and precious metals accumulated by the "Claws" over the years, skeleton yuan and red flag yuan, uranium ore, and all nearby cities and settlements that have been included in control."

The old man's face was twisted instantly, his wrinkled skin trembled violently, his fingers like dry wood tightly clamped his crutch, and suddenly, he opened his huge and turbid eyes, and he looked sharp and hateful gazes as sharp as swords.

"You can refuse———"

Lin Xiang was not angry at all. He played with the metal tube in his hand, but his face looked a little heavy: "Kill you, I can control the "claws". But... from now on, there will be no Castle family again. If you die, your son will die. Not only you, in order to ensure that you can get a complete Black Gold Town, all your family must be buried in the mutant poppy planting ground and become the material dissolved in the soil."

The old man's thin body was trembling even harder. He could hardly hold his crutches, his wrists and feet swayed back and forth like a nerve-wracking. It seemed that what he was stepping on was not a steady and hard floor, but a hot volcano that made a "rumble" loud noise that could erupt at any time.

"Yes, can you... discuss it again? The conditions proposed are too harsh and I can't accept them at all. If I really do that, it will arouse opposition from a large number of people. You also know that although I am the nominal president, the actual power is in..."

After a brief silence and anger, the calmed brain began to return to reality. The old man, who had no way out, begged hard, and the brain filled with a lot of negative emotions, consumed too much oxygen inhaled from his body. His shriveled xiong mouth was rising and falling at an astonishing speed, making a heavy sound similar to an asthma patient. This sad and sad cry did not affect Lin Xiang's cold and arrogant thinking at all. Before the other party could finish speaking, he had already rudely interrupted the conversation.

"You are not qualified to talk to me about these. Your choices are only two ways————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

"You, you can't be so cruel-----"

The old man was so desperate that he could hardly speak.

"cruel?"

This word produced extremely subtle magic in Lin Xiang's ears, who had turned around and was about to leave the room. He stopped, and his eyes were calm and calm, and he smiled and said, "No one can evaluate me. If you really think what I said just now is too cruel, then when your son's head is hanging high on the highest wooden pole in the center of Heijin Town, you will definitely feel that I am ten thousand times more cruel than it seems now----"

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The corridor leading to the second floor of the Emma City Lord’s residence is very deep. The dim light shines through the thick suede curtains that are black on the outside and red on the inside, and tilts on the cold and smooth marble floor, making it look deep and quiet.

"Dada"

The leather boots stomped on the ground, making a rhythmic impact. A thin black figure, under the light, split into two interconnected parts, appeared on the floor and wall, forming a virtual body that quickly moved forward towards the interior of the official residence.

Standing in front of the slightly faint room, Zhou Hao lowered his head and looked around carefully at the details of the combat suit and all the accessories. He looked very carefully, even the wrinkles on the surface of the clothes caused by walking must be smoothed with his fingers.

As far as he entered the official residence, he had checked his clothes four times. His high leather military boots were spotless, his uniform was flat, and his gun was shiny. Although he was less than sixteen years old, he looked more mature and firm than his peers in the old era.

Every time he walked into the official residence, Zhou Hao had the urge to tremble all over his body. It was not because of fear, but because of ji movement and uncontrollable excitement. Although he had been familiar with Lin Xiang a few years ago, the tall and handsome figure could never fade in his mind, and it would be even more impossible to be replaced by other ingredients.

In Zhou Hao's mind, Lin Xiang's position was pushed high to the point where he must be admired. He was like his father and his god. For commands from that person, there was no possibility of a second choice except obedience.
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