"Recently, the well-known technology group, Fu Kang, had another incident of an employee jumping off a building. This is the sixteenth such incident in the past month. It has aroused widespread discussion in the public. Our reporter interviewed Mr. Guo Zimin, the president of Fu Kang Group."
The reporter, who looked pure and innocent, raised the microphone in front of a middle-aged man in a suit who exuded the aura of a successful man.
"Hello, Mr. Guo. What do you think of the recent series of suicides at Fu Kang?"
Guo Zimin looked at the microphone in front of him with a pained expression on his face. "The occurrence of such incidents is always regrettable. It has attracted the attention of the group. The management of the group has invited social and psychological experts to conduct research on related issues, hoping to find out the reason as soon as possible, so as to reduce the possibility of related incidents happening again."
Just when the female reporter thought that Mr. Guo was going to deal with the interview with conventional words, Guo Zimin suddenly changed the topic and said, "Of course, as the president, I can't get away with this. However, I think we can't look at the problem from a single point of view. There have been a lot of suicides recently. It's not just our Fu Kang family. As far as I know, many young people in Japan have also committed suicide. By the way, what's the suicide rate in Japan?"
Of course, the female reporter didn't know this kind of thing. She could only smile awkwardly.
Guo Zimin, on the other hand, was still talking with confidence. "I've also consulted the relevant psychological experts. Although 16 of our employees committed suicide, compared to the total number of nearly 500,000 people in the group, this suicide rate is actually not high. The experts told me that it's normal offline."
The female reporter opened her small mouth in a daze. She seemed to be deeply shocked by Mr. Guo's righteous shamelessness.
She wanted to say something more, but she saw that the staff of the same industry had already gestured to her to end the interview and switch the screen back to the live broadcast room.
However, at the next moment, something that no one could have imagined happened.
A black shadow jumped down from the roof of the Fu Kang Group's headquarters building behind Guo Zimin. The resolute posture was as if there was no longer any nostalgia for the world.
In the end, it didn't matter if he wanted to die, but this jump just so happened to land on the head of Mr. Guo, who was expressing his views on social issues. Guo Zimin only felt that the top of his head was suddenly shrouded by a dark shadow. Before he could figure out what was happening, the next moment, a huge force had already hit his head, and he died on the spot.
The female reporter who was interviewing at the side was splashed with blood. When she saw the two badly mutilated corpses on the ground, she finally couldn't take it anymore and let out a scream.
Fortunately, just as she was about to help the people of the country test the maximum volume of the TV speakers, the camera had already cut back to the live broadcast room. However, the two hosts who were supposed to save the situation looked at each other and fell into a brief silence.
Shen Xixi turned off the TV. It had been a month and a half since that night in the valley. Just as she was worried about, the Lord of R 'yleh had left the cage, and it wasn't just the gods and players who were hunting Zhang Heng that were affected. In fact, since that day, the negative effects of this incident had gradually begun to show.
The most obvious point was that the suicide rate had begun to rise in a straight line recently. Most of the victims were people with high mental acuity, mainly artists and creators, but there were also some ordinary people with autistic personalities. They died in a variety of ways. Shen Xixi, Rabbit, and the others had collected similar news, and now there were more than two hundred cases.
Of course, this number might not be too exaggerated when compared to the whole country, but it had indeed begun to cause a heated discussion among the public. At this time, whether it was ordinary people or experts, their focus was on the fast-paced life and the stress of modern people. Experts suggested that people should exercise more and learn to learn how to reduce their stress.
But at the moment, it seemed that this advice was useless. The society's suicide rate continued to rise, and at the same time, some mysterious societies began to quietly emerge. They packaged themselves as social clubs or fan groups, but once someone joined them, they would soon be instilled with some strange things.
For example, "Glorious Completion" or "The Great Awakening." These suspicious and mysterious societies did not charge any membership fees from their members. Instead, they would give out items from time to time, such as strange statues or some kind of glittering jewelry that looked like gold. This caused some uncles and aunties who liked to take advantage of others to sign up.
The police immediately noticed these strange societies and organized a large-scale investigation operation in the middle of this month, hoping to kill these societies in the cradle with a heavy punch before they had a chance to grow.
However, the operation unexpectedly fell into a quagmire. These societies were not difficult to eliminate, but the problem was that once a group was eliminated, another group would quickly emerge, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Moreover, once the leaders and backbone of the societies were caught, it became a headache to deal with them.
Under the existing laws, it was difficult to severely punish them. After all, at this stage, they did not do anything too out of line. All they did was recruit members and give out small gifts. What made people speechless was that once they were locked up, the entire prison became a place for them to recruit members. It was like a rat's poop, no matter where it was thrown, it would quickly contaminate the whole pot of porridge.
And recently, the bad news was far more than that. Be it the players or the gods, when they realized that things were slipping in an uncontrollable direction, they took decisive action and took the initiative to unite. Even the mysterious organization that specialized in assassinating the gods chose to temporarily reconcile with the gods at this time, even contributing the God-slaying bullets in their hands.
When the gods saw this tool invented by humans, without exception, they were furious. However, in the end, they unanimously restrained themselves, mainly because this was not the right time for internal strife. Whether it was the humans or the gods, both sides had a common enemy, and they needed to work together to deal with it.
Even if they wanted to settle the score, it would be after they killed Zhang Heng. However, the gods, who were equipped with God-slaying bullets and had human allies, confidently took the initiative to fight Zhang Heng several times, but the final result was not ideal.
In the beginning, both sides had their fair share of victories and defeats, and the gods even managed to suppress Zhang Heng for a time. The strongest gods, led by Zeus, Odin, and Sines, the God of Science, managed to injure Zhang Heng in an ambush, but in the end, they failed, and Zhang Heng escaped.
Since then, Zhang Heng basically only moved around the sea. Since Poseidon, who was in charge of reconnaissance, was killed by Zhang Heng, the gods had completely lost track of Zhang Heng. To make matters worse, everyone knew that as time passed, Zhang Heng would only become more and more difficult to deal with.
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