Chapter 1

Li Ang, wearing a dragon head mask and a white coat, walked towards the Immolate Furnace with his hands in his pockets.

Perhaps some gossip had spread recently, because there were more people in the square than before, and strangely dressed people could be seen everywhere.

Li Ang's outfit hadn't changed, so passersby immediately recognized him as the Immolate Furnace shop owner who brutally abused his opponents in the Sky Arena.

They couldn't help whispering and pointing at his back.

Li Ang heard the voices and turned his head to look. Those people immediately looked away and quickened their pace, as if afraid of being noticed by him.

Tsk, am I that scary?

Li Ang clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, not understanding this behavior at all.

Now, the Special Affairs Bureau basically had a monopoly on abnormal events in the real world, and there was no place to grind experience, so Li Ang simply wandered around the shops in the square.

He wanted to see if there were any creatures suitable to be collected into the [Sub-Master Ball].

Unfortunately, the products sold in the shops were not very good.

Either they were too weak, not even as good as Leviathan, completely lacking the value of purchase;

Or they were too large to fit into the Master Ball's manor;

Or their origins were suspicious, giving the feeling that they were bait thrown out by a secret society, hiding some secret back door, and they would be monitored and located after being bought.

After strolling around the shops, he didn't find anything suitable.

Li Ang returned to the Immolate Furnace shop, performed surgery on several customers waiting in line, then flipped the "Out of Service" sign on the operating room and sat behind the cashier to play on the computer.

(Sometimes I really don't understand the way other players think. Some players come to have surgery to get plastic surgery into internet celebrity beauties, some want to dye their skin to become Avatars, and some want to install cloacal sphincters on their pet parrots to prevent them from defecating everywhere.

It's really confusing.)

"Let me see what news there is recently..."

Li Ang put his feet on the table, slid the mouse with his hand, and browsed the player forum.

To this day, the player forum has been certified, taken over, and funded by the Global Supernatural Alliance, an official organization.

The page has been updated again and again, becoming much cleaner.

The forum's management team has also been replaced, and deleting posts and banning accounts is more reasonable and compliant.

The days when you would see web page advertisements while browsing the forum are gone forever.

"An Australian youth was found dead at home, naked, emaciated, and looking like a mummy. Investigators found that his phone screen was stuck on an unknown app with a red-skinned demon as the icon. It is reported that the app has the function of summoning devils, including succubi. Users of the app can sign contracts with demons, pay the price, and then get what they want, including but not limited to having artistic talent, predicting stocks, and getting high scores on exams. The app cannot be found anywhere online for download, but there are rumors that users of the app can share it directly with others via Bluetooth. It is currently unknown how many users of the app there are in Australia."

Li Ang narrowed his eyes. This app sounded quite dangerous. If it wasn't restricted, it might spread rapidly in the dark.

"It looks a bit like the work of the Demon Scientists Alliance, but in this post, the official account of the guild came forward to refute the rumors."

Li Ang murmured, "This organization is indeed a big tree that attracts the wind. Now, no matter what abnormal event happens, some people suspect that they are the mastermind.

Cutting off American and European flights,

Creating storms that tore down Greece's largest flag,

Spreading the Ebola virus in the Congo,

Cheating the money of a celebrity's former agent, causing the celebrity to be physically and mentally exhausted and unable to attend the audition program,

Massively using counterfeit money in the street vendor wave, causing citizens to lose thousands of yuan on their first day of setting up a stall.

They are responsible for all the bad things around the world, which is really outrageous."

In fact, it's no wonder that everyone misunderstood. The Demon Scientists Alliance has no leader or head. It is a very loose organization, even more disorganized than Whale Song.

Most of its members are unruly, arrogant, and proud technical people.

It is less like joining a guild and more like joining a platform,

Finding a place where they can share technology and secretly compare themselves with people of the same level.

The upper levels of the Demon Scientists Alliance simply can't control the members below. They can only come forward to clarify things, saying that this was not done by the core members of the guild.

As for whether it was done by peripheral members, it is completely unclear.

In addition to this news, there is also news from South America.

Another member of the Brazilian Shichibukai (Seven Warlords of the Sea) has fallen. That Shichibukai was a gang leader in Rio.

One day, after inspecting the gang's territory, he returned to the manor in a car with his subordinates. His beloved dog ran out of the gate to greet him.

In the air above the lawn, it suddenly mutated into a gray giant wolf, holding an exaggeratedly long sword in its mouth. It smashed the black luxury car and the Shichibukai's body shield in the car with one sword.

The Shichibukai didn't even have time to take out his weapon and was crushed into minced meat.

The fall of this gang leader and player has created a vacuum area in Rio de Janeiro, and gang conflicts have erupted again in the city.

This time, they not only used guns, but also used special props produced by the game square,

Such as fireball spell scrolls,

Portable mud pit spell power crystals

In a video taken by a BBC frontline reporter stationed in Rio, it can be clearly seen that a gangster is using a high-pressure water gun to fire at the enemy.

The enemies who were sprayed by the water gun fell to the ground in pain, suffering from crazy diarrhea and convulsions.

Zooming in on the lens, it can be seen that the rear of the high-pressure water gun is connected to a giant water tank, and next to the water tank, another gangster is wearing a mask and pouring magic potions into the water tank.

After diluting the magic potion, it is used as the water source for the high-pressure water gun.

"Oh, these members of active social groups really have imagination. They skillfully use special props to kill the enemy, with exquisite cooperation, and a deep understanding of infantry-tank coordinated tactics.

It's just that the effect of this diarrhea magic potion is really foul.

The battlefield is covered in yellow, and there is no place to stand at all. I don't know who is so lacking in public morality to develop such a hateful magic potion."

Li Ang narrowed his eyes and enlarged the screen. "Wait, the shape of this bottle looks a bit familiar?

How does it look a bit like my product?"