If power, identity, status, reputation, and other factors were combined into a ranking …
For example, Zhang Tianyi, 23rd Blood Mary, and John Senior were all top figures in the spiritual world.
Their power, identity, and status were all at the top.
There was no room for improvement. At least, the possibility of improvement was very small.
Chen Zhao and Byfla were close to the top. For example, Byfla's power was slightly lacking, but his identity and status were also not to be underestimated.
Chen Zhao's identity, status, and reputation were slightly lacking.
Nevertheless, they were already top in a certain aspect.
At least one of them could be mentioned in the same breath as the top few.
Below them were the publicly recognized experts.
Some people classified them as top experts.
They had a certain identity, status, reputation, and outstanding power.
Of course, power was the most important.
As long as one had power, it was not difficult to become famous in the spiritual world.
Ruick Dess's strength wasn't top-notch, but he was close.
He did not notice Chen Zhao and Byfla at all.
On one hand, he was prejudiced. On the other hand, he was overconfident.
On the other hand, Chen Zhao and Byfla liked this game.
It was because of their cooperation that Ruick Dess really thought that he controlled everything.
The two were brought to a deserted cemetery.
Chen Zhao and Byfla were both spiritualists.
But they did not like this place.
No one would like a place like this.
Chen Zhao had once asked Helith if she liked dark and damp places.
In the end, Helith only rolled her eyes in reply.
A gloomy and gloomy environment would give people a feeling of insecurity.
This was the fear of nature that humans had retained during their evolution.
On the other hand, a damp environment would purely affect people's physiological reactions.
Ruick Dess opened an underground entrance.
"Go in." Ruick Dess pointed at the entrance.
"There won't be any man-eating monsters inside. You brought us here to be food for some monster, right?"
"Do you have persecutory delusions?" Ruick Dess said angrily.
In the end, Chen Zhao and Byfla were also driven in.
The underground base did not look old. It seemed to have been built recently.
Soon, they got their answer.
After walking along the corridor for a while, they saw a few rotting corpses working there.
To be precise, these corpses were completing the renovation workers' work.
The construction of this underground base was not yet complete.
Judging from the decoration style, Ruick Saunders' preferences were more modern.
At least it was completely different from the gloomy graveyard outside.
At first, Chen Zhao and Byfla had thought that the base under the eerie graveyard would only be scarier.
However, the environment here made them both heave a sigh of relief.
If it was really a dirty base, the two of them might not be able to last long.
At this moment, a group of people walked over from the front.
Everyone was wearing tight-fitting clothes of the same style.
It was the same for both men and women. As for skin color, there were yellow, white, and black people.
"Mr. Sanders."
Everyone was in awe of Ruick Dales.
At the same time, he looked at Chen Zhao and Byfla, who were behind Ruic Des.
"Are they new here?"
"Yes, they're new here. You guys have to get along well. Also, get someone to show them around."
"You two, please follow me." A tall woman stood up. She seemed to be the big sister of the group.
She had the temperament of a leader. Her outstanding looks and strength, coupled with her personal aura, made it hard for others to object when she spoke.
Chen Zhao and Byfla followed the woman obediently.
"Let me introduce myself. I'm Mado Xinji."
"I'm Chen Zhao from China."
"Byfla from Central Asia."
"What do you do?" Mado Xinji asked.
"Assassins."
"Assassins."
"Is that so? Seems like Mr. Sanders is no longer satisfied with ordinary people." Mado Xinji's voice was not loud, but it still reached Chen Zhao and Byfla's ears.
Both of them sensed something unusual in Maduo Xinji's tone.
Was it a sense of urgency? She seemed to be afraid of being eliminated.
"The cafeteria is up ahead." Maduo Xinji pointed to the front and said, "The meal times here are fixed. Breakfast is from six to eight, lunch is from twelve to one, and dinner is from six to seven. After the meal time, you won't be able to eat anything and can only go hungry."
"I feel like this place is militarized … Oh, do we have to wear these ugly uniforms like you?"
"That's right." Mado Xinji nodded. "You don't have to like it, but Mr. Sanders won't change his mind because of you."
"What did you do before?" Chen Zhao asked curiously.
"I was a clerk, but that was a year ago, until I met Mr. Sanders," Mado Xinji said.
"I'm curious. A clerk following a Dark Warlock. Did he drug you with some kind of drug? Or some magic? "
"No, I just paid him back. He helped me do something that I couldn't do. In exchange, I'll serve him for ten years. I don't think there's anything wrong with our deal."
Although Mado Xinji seemed to have her own opinions, her words seemed to be a little protective of Ruick Dess.
"He's just using you."
"I know, but there's nothing wrong with that. We both take what we need."
Chen Zhao shrugged. It seemed that provoking Mado Xinji didn't work.
"What do we need to do here?"
"Accept experiments and modifications …"
"Like in the movies?"
"Something like that."
"Will you mutate and go crazy in the end?"
"That's right. If you fail, you will indeed mutate and go crazy."
"That's scary. I'm starting to regret it." Chen Zhao turned to Byfla.
"Even if you regret it, it's too late. From the moment you came here, there's no way out. After all, including me, no one will let you leave here alive and spread the secrets of this place."
"We're killers. Our lips are sealed."
"We only trust the dead. Mr. Sanders too."
"Okay, I'll be good, right, Byfla?"
"Yes."
"Good. After all, I don't want to kill."
"You've never killed before?"
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