Early this morning, the dark sky almost fell down.

Metropolis, Municipal Building, the operation hub of the entire city has not stopped since its establishment until today. Even when people around the world began to look for Ziliang under Ms. Salina's "request", the office area here is still maintaining the same operation as usual.

However, there are many more soldiers here.

Although the original government troops still had huge [s] on their chests, they were no longer obeying Superman. After all, in their hearts, Superman... is dead.

6 o'clock.

At this time, except for the soldiers patrolling each floor and those who worked overtime overnight, the only ones who came to the building were cleaners. They had to clean up everything here before the staff arrived.

Bieber is such a cleaner. He is forty years old and a bachelor. He is responsible for the 32nd floor every day, which is the office area on the west side of the top floor... But more than a month ago, he was transferred to the 31st floor because from that day on, the entire 32nd floor was completely closed by the man named Salina.

It could be because she didn't want people to disturb, or because of some more terrible plot, or... whatever.

For a small person like Bieber, he never wanted to speculate on these because that was not something he could influence. In fact, whoever has the final say in this world, who is stronger, who is good, who is bad, is not that important to him. Even if a city was knocked out by someone not long ago, what could it be? What he cares about is his own work. Every day, dinner, even if one day the world is really destroyed, then... Of course, someone will save it, even if no one saves it... it's better to destroy it. Anyway, that's the only opportunity for him to enjoy the same treatment as those big people in his life.

As usual, Bieber opened his storage room, changed into his work clothes, held a mop, and prepared to start his day's work.

But at this time, a staff member came over...

Bieber didn't know what the other party was doing, but when he looked at his valuable clothes, he knew that even if this guy was not a leader, he would definitely not be able to provoke him.

The man walked to Bieber...

"How long have you been here?" the man asked.

"Uh, 8 years." Bieber replied, noting that the other party's face seemed to be bad, as if he was enduring some inexplicable pain.

"You have the key over there," he asked again, pointing to a door at the end of the corridor, where the power supply room was.

Bieber nodded: "Yes, there is a spare key."

The man nodded: "Come with me."

Bieber was stunned for a moment: "Uh, sir, I still have to work..." He said in confusion, but the man ignored him anymore and walked into the male bathroom on his own.

Bieber spread his hands, he had no idea what this guy was going to do, but... he still followed him in.

......

Then, this strange situation happened in the bathroom.

The man opened a toilet compartment, stood inside, waiting for Bieber to come in, and when Bieber walked over with an inexplicable look, suddenly, Bieber's face changed, and he went up and knocked the man out, and then closed the door of the compartment from outside.

Well, these two people only saw this inexplicable behavior, which was a transfer of Hannibal's hive consciousness. He first controlled the staff member and then controlled Bieber.

So, now Bieber is Hannibal.

Then Hannibal turned around, picked up the mop in his hand, and smashed it into the mirror on the wall.

"Shake-pull---"

The mirror shattered, and then Hannibal picked up the sharpest piece of the fragment and walked out of the bathroom, while still erecting a sign of Do Not Disturb.

Hannibal came to the corridor, adapted to his body, then picked up the bucket of water that was originally intended to be used to wipe the floor, walked to the power supply room, and then opened the door with a spare key.

As he thought, there is a substation box inside the substation room. You can understand this kind of thing as a huge shunt resistor. Anyway, in a high-rise office building like this, there must be one on each floor.

Bieber (Hannibal) opened the door of the substation box, opened almost all the buttons that could be opened, and the value of the large dial at the top suddenly increased. Immediately afterwards, Hannibal used the sharp glass fragment to separate the insulating glue film on the outside of an integrated cable, pulled out the cable inside with his bare hands, and cut and pulled it roughly...

Generally speaking, people who are so dying are almost the same as those who throw high-voltage wires in the middle of the night, but I don’t know if Hannibal is lucky. Anyway, he has not been electrocuted yet.

Hannibal was unhappy now. Time was tight, so he couldn't care about so much. He lifted the baffle on the upper layer of the resistor box and poured a bucket of water down. He didn't forget to ride at the opening exit, and used a mop to rush in and out of life. Finally, he even reached in and dug it in.

Finally, hard work pays off. This cleaner named Bieber finally explained himself here with a string of brilliant electric sparks.

At the same time, the lights from the entire 20th floor to the top floor instantly went out.

The top floor of the building, in the conference room, "Buzz———"

There was a sound of mechanical stopping.

Salina was cleaning her hands with great care at this moment. As the instruments that used data were turned off, she was stunned for a moment.

Then, he smiled.

He wiped his hands quietly and walked to Hannibal's side.

"The power is out..." she said with a smile, and picked up a soda biscuit beside her and took a bite.

Hannibal didn't speak. In fact, he no longer had the strength to speak. At this moment, all the skin on one side of Hannibal's face was peeled off, and the entire eyeball, including the bright red muscle, was completely exposed to the air. Further downwards, the arms that connected the neck and were completely unfolded.

Maybe you can't understand what "expanded" arms are.

That is... all the tissues on the arm are perfectly stripped away, and they are supported by some extremely slender needles and ropes, like specimens. You can see every blood vessel beating, every nerve is trembling, and every muscle is spasming in pain, like bunches of bright red, blooming slender vines, and the bones they originally wrapped are even more complete, hanging in the air white.

Salina stood up, found a peeled nerve in the seemingly messy silk thread, and then gently rotated the angle of a touch stylus above...

“Uh uh uh uh——————”

A suppressed moan of pain burst out from Hannibal's mouth.
Chapter completed!