Chapter 1 A Rude Awakening

It was during this conversation with Uncle Four that Fang Senyan learned he had slept for at least thirty hours. If Sanzai hadn't paved the way by saying that Brother Yan had been busy with business and hadn't slept for three days and three nights, implying he would be extremely tired and sleep longer, the cautious Uncle Four would have sent Fang Senyan to the hospital.

However, Fang Senyan's "hibernation" this time was excusable.

First of all, the difficulty of the 2012 doomsday world itself was quite astonishing. Tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, earthquakes—these terrifying disasters that would never be encountered in other worlds were commonplace for powerful contractors. They were also amazing killing moves that ignored life values and defense, instantly killing anyone who touched them.

Secondly, Fang Senyan had to face the inescapable net laid down by the Bond Slave organization, which almost forced out all his potential. Even though Fang Senyan got close to victory, Mogansha's death still dealt him a heavy blow.

Next, the departure of the Gold Mine came as a sudden shock. He was already exhausted, and then he was thoroughly drained by the voluptuous Zi. It was fortunate that he was a data-ized body; otherwise, with his distracted mind and weak body, he would have been bedridden with a serious illness.

Fortunately, sufficient sleep and the warmth of family combined to slowly repair Fang Senyan's body and mind. So, after gobbling down a large bowl of shredded pork noodles, Fang Senyan felt that he had recovered eighty percent of his best state and was still recovering.

Seeing that Fang Senyan was fine, Uncle Four was relieved. He went to the pier to play mahjong. Fang Senyan chewed on the delicious cuttlefish eggs left at the bottom of the bowl, and couldn't help but feel sleepy again. He yawned, thinking that sleeping another seven or eight hours would be a good idea.

But just as he was about to fall back on the bed, a phone call came directly. Looking at the number, it was Sanzai, who had already gone to the mainland.

"Brother Yan, Brother Yan. I'm really unlucky, come pick me up, I'm being tracked in Zhonghai City!"

Fang Senyan was shocked and asked, "Who?"

Sanzai said with a wry smile, "Ordinary people, not contractors."

Fang Senyan sighed. He really wanted to paste the words "Shame of Contractors" on Sanzai's face! As a data-ized contractor, he was actually forced to ask for help by a group of ordinary people. Sanzai also said helplessly:

"There's no way. Because the people tracking me are not ordinary people, I guess they are from the National Bureau of Statistics. If I kill someone, then things will become even bigger."

"The Bureau of Statistics? What kind of combat power do they have?" Fang Senyan's mind was still confused for a moment, but he immediately reacted. Checking water meters and collecting electricity bills—isn't that what statisticians do? Immediately, he realized the importance of the matter, so he immediately said:

"Address, I'll be there right away."

*

Five hours later. Fang Senyan and Sanzai met in Zhonghai City, inside a double-decker bus. Sanzai looked very embarrassed, his eyes were sunken, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of gray. He didn't quite have the aura of a small hoodlum, but he looked like an internet addict who had been online for several nights without getting enough sleep.

As soon as Sanzai arrived, he grabbed the Teriyaki Chicken Rice from Dicos that Fang Senyan handed over and ate it ravenously. He choked several times, and finally scraped the last few grains of rice clean, gnawed off the last fried chicken leg, and then wiped the grease from his fingers on the smiling face of Luo Zhixiang printed on the packaging paper bag, and sighed contentedly with a burp.

At this time, the bus stopped, and several people in black jackets got on the bus. Their movements were very shrewd and capable. They immediately dispersed and looked around, then their eyes lit up when they saw Sanzai. They immediately surrounded him and said:

"We are from the Urban Construction Planning Department of the National Bureau of Statistics... We now suspect that you are posting leaflets and selling fake certificates everywhere. Please come back with us to assist in the investigation."

Without waiting for a reply, they directly grabbed Sanzai's wrist.

Fang Senyan saw his movements and his heart tightened, because this guy's speed was much stronger than ordinary people. To put it bluntly, he should have been training hard in the army for at least ten years. Moreover, there was a faint flash on the buttons on their chests, which should be cameras. No wonder Sanzai didn't even dare to release his summons, because if they were photographed, then things would be serious.

Of course, Fang Senyan couldn't sit idly by and watch Sanzai being caught. While sitting still in his seat, he secretly punched him in the abdomen. This person was obviously very confident in his skills. His left shoulder sank, and he tried to block Fang Senyan's fist with his left palm, while his right hand remained unchanged.

For him who practiced hard qigong, even if an adult used a steel pipe to hit him hard, he could grab it and snatch it away with his left hand. An ordinary person's punch was nothing to worry about.

But how could Fang Senyan be described with the word "ordinary person"?

The power contained in this punch exploded when it touched him. At this moment, the staff member was horrified to find that let alone his palm, even ten palms could not block the enemy's fist!

He felt that he was not facing a person at all, but a heavy truck weighing fifty or sixty tons running at full speed, which could not be reached by human power at all!

Therefore, although his fingers grabbing Sanzai had touched him, he was also punched hard in the stomach. His face immediately turned blue, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. He staggered back a few steps, covered his stomach, and collapsed to the ground.

Since Fang Senyan had made a move, Sanzai immediately screamed:

"Robbery, robbery!!!"

The bus was immediately in chaos. Fang Senyan succeeded in one blow, and did not hesitate. He stretched out his hands abruptly, grabbed the other two guys whose expressions changed drastically and were trying to pull something out from under their armpits, and bumped them face to face. These two people immediately staggered and fell to the ground as if they were drunk.

Another person immediately wanted to escape, but where could he escape on such a crowded and chaotic bus? Fang Senyan approached him step by step, seemingly slowly but actually quickly, and with another punch, he fell into a coma. Then, he and Sanzai got off the bus and left.

"Well, there are three groups of people tracking me." Sanzai was pulled by Fang Senyan and strode into a bustling shopping mall: "Now there should be only two groups of people, Brother Yan, I'm very thirsty, buy me a strawberry sundae first."

What else could Fang Senyan do but do as he was told? He sighed helplessly and said:

"What did you do to make it seem like you stirred up a hornet's nest?"

Sanzai scratched his head and said regretfully:

"I thought you were planning to master SARS, so I planned to find the strain for you one step ahead of time. I didn't expect the mainland to have very strict supervision in this regard. It's useless to pave the way with money. Instead, I was reported."

Fang Senyan frowned and said:

"Where do I have extra merit points to improve SARS now? Unless I don't improve my military rank for the time being, but my Bloody Brigadier Armor should also be ready. Compared with SARS, this thing has a greater bonus to me."

Sanzai said:

"But Brother Yan, you can get through it first and wait until you have enough points to add SARS. In this way, SARS may become a trump card in your hand at any time, and you can use it when you have saved enough merit points."

When Fang Senyan heard Sanzai's statement, it could be regarded as reasonable.

After all, to infect and replicate the SARS virus, it must be carried out in the real world. If you take this step, then it is indeed much easier. Thirty merit points sounds terrifying, and it is also common to get two or three merit points in a world, but once a melee breaks out, then the rate of increase in killing people is quite alarming.

So he nodded thoughtfully and said:

"Your idea is not bad. It's just that it seems difficult to get the SARS virus now."

Sanzai smiled excitedly and said:

"Brother Yan, I didn't come here for nothing. Although mainland China has very strict control, another piece of news I got is that it is still possible to get this thing abroad."

Fang Senyan's eyes lit up and said:

"How? ... Be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately pressed Sanzai down and pounced forward. A soft hissing sound came from the side, and a small hole was pierced through the counter glass. The salesperson who was on duty was smiling sweetly to attract customers, but suddenly felt a numbness in his leg. He reached out and touched it, feeling as if he had been stabbed by a needle, and then he yawned in a very ungraceful manner, and fell asleep on the counter.

Sanzai was shocked when he saw this situation:

"This...they used a tranquilizer gun? Are they treating us like beasts?"

Fang Senyan narrowed his eyes:

"It seems that you really stirred up an amazing hornet's nest."

Fang Senyan's sentence was really the truth. The news that someone was buying SARS virus would definitely attract the attention of the Bureau of Statistics in the first place - what is the SARS virus? It can't be eaten, worn, or watched. The only use of this thing for the country is research value, but for ordinary people or organizations, it is to infect others and then spread it, thereby causing social panic and turmoil - who would be happy to see this situation? In the end, it is terrorists! That is naturally highly vigilant.

"A total of three people are staring at us." Fang Senyan sighed and said: "And if we don't deal with them quickly, then in most five minutes there will be thirty people, and then three hundred. Sanzai, I found that there are quite a lot of pets in this shopping mall, and it is not uncommon for pets to go crazy and hurt people."

Sanzai raised his eyebrows and said:

"I don't like to see blood, but since the problem can be pushed to pets, then I can try it."