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Chapter 144: People who don't exist

To be honest, from the player's perspective, the Four-Color Flag is simply perfect and impeccable.

What can it do if it is a genocide? What does it have to do with players? You say it is inhumane, please, here is just a **, why are you doing so seriously? And even elementary school students know this by using the dictionary in troubled times.

Compared to the overall situation, several genocides are really nothing.

After all, it is a terrible world-class crisis, and even if they sacrifice 100 million people, they will not hesitate.

Judging from the results, the Four-color Flag is undoubtedly the most perfect level that human organizations can achieve.

The strong organization and social coordination made the demons tell at the first time that although many senior officials fled, the subsequent organizational actions and strict laws quickly rectified the war order and all public opinion. Even the higher-level officials, in the face of the law of uniform seating, the whole family would kill all the armor.

Because the person who executes it does not understand what politics is.

Military organizations that even politics cannot stop are simply nightmares.

Indeed, during the rule of the Four-Color Flag, the world's industrial level regressed for at least fifty years, and the cultural level regressed for countless years. Human fertility rate grew negatively every year, mortality rate reached new highs every year, and plagues were isolated every year. Religion emerged again, magic and other things were pulled out from history, and magic was even more so. But their achievements were undeniable.

Without a brain or a center, all the leaders are the commanders of those army troops.

Those who are in the army do not care or not, they only know how to obey the orders of the Legion Commander.

And if you want to talk about your difficulties, you will talk about the old soldiers on the battlefield who are blind and lame and have only one life left for the whole family. I believe that the old soldiers will understand your difficulties. What problems can be called a problem in front of soldiers on the battlefield?

So there is no problem.

However, although the demons on the front-line battlefield were stopped, the meat grinder battlefield and the entire offensive strategy made everyone see the crazy side of the Four Color Flag, or the ruthless side of the steel.

They are the army, not the politicians.

I only know to use the most violent means and the most resolute attitude to overturn all the enemies on their path.

Any enemy who blocks them will be crushed to pieces by a huge and invincible army, and then bombarded by countless magic.

Because the Four-Color Flag is the general name of all military organizations in the world and the embodiment of all scientific and technological organizations in the world.

They were never alone, but a disciplined army.

"But it's strange. Their guarantor has always only one person, or a code name."

Krell pulled the scroll near the oil lamp, and the dim candlelight contrasted the lavender writing on the sheepskin scroll with a mysterious color.

The above records the operation codes and specific execution troops of all genocide orders. The list of guarantors is marked in obvious ways on it.

But what made Nico quite familiar was that the name of a person was hanging on it.

It was the same as Nico knew the profoundly conscious Cuckoo plan, as if the handwriting was poured out of a mold.

"Ren Gaogen... Colonel?"

Nico hesitated to say the name on it. The reason why he hesitated was because he couldn't believe it.

The names that appeared in the Cuckoo Plan were the same as their current employers. And they all appeared as guarantors. Everything was guaranteed in the name of Renn Gorgen.

Whether it is genocide, massacre, cultural destruction, or other devastating actions.

He is the guarantor of everything that is harmful.

Some of Nico, who was unbeliever, looked through the scroll on it and carefully checked the handwriting on it. But she found that it seemed that it was not only the guarantor of the harm nature, but also the guarantor of poisoning, assassination, public opinion propaganda and military mobilization, Ryan Gaogen.

"This is impossible!"

After reading the sheepskin scrolls, Nico subconsciously denied everything recorded above.

"The guarantor system is definitely not so joking. It depends entirely on one person. There is no such thing as history, no now, and it is impossible for it to happen in the future. Even children know that eggs are not placed in a basket, and there is definitely something wrong with this information."

"No, there is no problem with this information, Miss Nico." Krell shook his head regretfully.

“But how can all the guarantors be alone?”

Faced with Crael's confident look, Nico looked distrustful.

This is not to say that he distrusts his information, but to deny these things rationally.

Because even if you think slightly with your brain, you can feel the absolute loopholes.

If the guarantor system is really so loose, what else should the guarantor do?

Everyone goes to say something to each other and leave a note?

"It's an impossible thing in terms of safety! Unless the minds of those senior executives are affected by someone in an instant, no one will let one person guarantee so many things."

“But in fact it’s the opposite.”

Crael pulled out a sheepskin scroll casually.

"All, I mean all the contract positions related to the guarantors. Most of them are Colonel Renngaogen. And these guarantee treaties have one thing in common. They are not something that can be published in the public. There is no bright color, they are all shameful businesses. And these things are guaranteed by Colonel Renngaogen."

Crael pulled out a few fingers from the pile of reels and spread them flat on the table to let Nico look at the sign on it.

All, those disgusting and dazzling combat plans were guaranteed by one name. Even the turn of the style was exactly the same signature. Colonel Renngaogen, who was the same as a copy, was presented to the alchemist.

"It's scary, isn't it? Ren Gaogen. All the guarantors are this name. But the terrible thing is still behind."

Crael knocked on the table with a melancholy expression and said in a low voice.

"As far as I know, Colonel Renn Gorgen has never been in all the four-color flag players. I have checked even the transliteration. The player does not have the individual Renn Gorgen at all. I have also asked some players, but they don't know the existence of Renn Gorgen. There has been no character similar to Renn Gorgen in the player list."

"In other words, the Reng Gaogan we see now doesn't exist at all."

PS: Oh, it’s finally here! Spread flowers!
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