Full-time Creation Master

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"And you guys seem to be laughing down there?"

Chu Ming turned his gaze to another group of super-level agents behind Chu Weiguo and said coldly, "Yes!"

You're old folks, seasoned veterans!

He understands better than those young people how to dig a pit for others while protecting himself!

They even went so far as to use the pretext of "no orders" to abandon friendly forces in times of crisis and refuse to provide assistance!

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Chu Ming's words sent countless people's faces turning pale with fright!

"General Gao, you tell us."

Chu Ming's gaze, sharp as an icy blade, fell upon the middle-aged man with graying temples in the front row of the crowd.

Gao Jiang is one of the most senior among this group of elite agents, and also one of the most entrenched in his power.

He was ruthless in his actions, but fortunately he was clear about his grudges and interests, and by eliminating enemies in time, he didn't have many enemies.

A scar running across his left brow bone appeared bluish-black in the cold light. His Adam's apple bobbed violently, and the cold sweat in his palms had soaked through his black leather gloves.

It was he who issued the order to stand by and do nothing, or rather, to instruct his subordinates and their faction not to help those in distress!

As for the reasons... there's no need to explain!

The air in the conference room seemed to freeze, and the elite agents behind Chu Weiguo instinctively held their breath.

The head of S.H.I.E.L.D. is, of course, Nick Fury, the director!

However, at the Asian base, the one whose words carry the most weight is Chu Ming, Lord Ming!

Chu Ming's adoptive father, Chu Weiguo, is part of the "old agent" faction, which is further divided into 4 major factions and 4 minor factions.

Gao Jiang is one of the four major factions that are relatively radical, power-hungry, and have outstanding abilities and a good reputation.

Now, even he's being used by Chu Ming—is this a case of making an example of someone to scare others?

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The agent on the far left, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, subconsciously pushed up his glasses, his eyes quickly glancing at the corner of the wall behind the lenses—from last Wednesday's mission to clear out the Kree in Southeast Asia.

When a newcomer (a new generation of super-level mage) needed support, he used excuses such as "skilling up," "casting spells for one second," and "outdated equipment" to cause the newcomer's super-level to be fundamentally damaged, making future progress hopeless, while he himself easily passed the inspection.

Now~~~~

Adjusting his glasses, the agent got ready...

"Commander Chu... Commander Chu Ming..."

General Gao's voice trembled almost imperceptibly. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the bearded agent behind him. Last month, during an escort mission in North Africa, that guy had "accidentally" altered the water source coordinates, causing the rearguard team to stumble into a horde of zombies. He, on the other hand, had taken the core supplies and evacuated ahead of time, returning to receive a "remaining calm under pressure" medal.

A-Dun's data matrix needs updating!

Chu Ming's fingertips tapped lightly on the conference table, producing a rhythmic "tap-tap" sound, each tap like a blow to the agents' hearts.

"Two days ago, the team codenamed 'Green Snake' lost contact in the fog zone. Which of you tuned their distress signal frequency to the noise resonance band?"

He suddenly raised his voice, his gaze sweeping across the crowd, "And three months ago in Siberia, the three recruits responsible for guarding the energy core were frozen into ice sculptures. Which 'senior' secretly replaced their lava worm insulation potion with 56% alcohol?"

Replacing 2 yuan worth of medicine with 10 yuan per kilogram of liquor, that's a really good deal!

A suppressed commotion arose from the crowd.

The bearded agent's face turned deathly pale. He remembered how, when the new recruits were crying and screaming from the cold, he was hiding in his tent gambling with a few old buddies, laughing at them for being "spoiled."

The agent with the gold-rimmed glasses clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles turned white—he would never forget the dying screams of the Green Snake Squad, when they were laughing on the communicator, saying, "Now there are a few less people trying to steal the credit."

"You old foxes," Chu Ming's voice was as cold as the Siberian wind, "You talk a good game about 'rules' when you're teaching new recruits, but then you hide steel needles in their tactical boots."

When assigning tasks, he would take all the lucrative ones for himself, while leaving the most dangerous rearguard duties to inexperienced, unassuming individuals, so that he could reap the benefits.

The veins on Gao Jiang's forehead bulged; who hasn't done something like that?

Finished!

"Enough!" Chu Ming slammed his hand on the table, causing the metal water glass on the conference table to bounce half a foot high. "Do you think nobody knows about these things?"

"Agent Chu Weiguo, mindful of your status as veterans of S.H.I.E.L.D., has repeatedly suppressed the files, yet you've become increasingly audacious!"

He stood up, his black trench coat drawing a cold arc behind him: "If I don't set some rules for you today, this team will become a dumping ground for filth and corruption."

Chu Ming's gaze swept over everyone, and he said, word by word, "Three days from now, all of you will be transferred to the Busan front."

"What?!"

General Gao cried out in shock, his face instantly turning from ashen to deathly pale.

Busan was originally an ordinary small city in South Korea, and few people in the world knew about it!

However, eight days ago, the name Busan, or rather the whole of South Korea, resounded throughout the world with Salang's "Grimoire of the Dead" and "Ascension Ritual"!

Unlike the previous clandestine and petty actions of the Black Vatican, this time they directly overthrew a third-rate world country with fixed territory and a stable regime!

Eight days ago, on a morning accompanied by a monsoon rain, a more refined, yellowish-white, turbulent spring, mixed with weakened corpse poison traded from a certain undead master, combined with the Black Church's sorcery and the Parthenon's blessings and healing abilities as a scalpel...

On the narrow strip of land in South Korea, the humans who were bathed in rain turned into corpse demons, neither human nor demon, half-alive and half-dead!

With the Dragon Kingdom's traditions being suppressed in every way by the Holy City and certain individuals, the corpse demons recorded in historical books were also recorded as the most popular "zombies," and no further distinction was made.

The Corpse Demon possesses immense strength and agility, completely disregarding human physiological limitations, and is not afraid of the weak electricity of sunlight.

Furthermore, corpse demons cannot be considered pure undead or living demons; they are merely a transitional state between the two.

Therefore, if the corpse of a slain corpse demon is relatively intact, it will transform into an undead creature under the transformation of yin energy at night!

It can be said that you need to kill the Corpse Demon twice to eliminate it!

Furthermore, corpse demons want or must constantly consume fresh flesh and blood, and by consuming high-grade or large quantities of fresh flesh and blood, they can "accumulate strength and then unleash it" to transform into high-level undead!

And fresh flesh and blood?

Flesh and blood obtained in large quantities and cheaply?

Aren't our former kind the easiest to obtain? Humans, for example.

In less than half a day, the entire South Korean country was engulfed in war!

Before the support and observation teams from other countries arrived, in just one night, only two places in South Korea remained unconquered: Seoul, the capital in the north, which was guarded by a forbidden spell, and Busan, a mountainous city in the south, which was supported by the military base of the Rice Federation and an aircraft carrier group.

Times of Day!

Just one day!

There weren't enough shocking party members back then!

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