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"Recently, the well-known technology group Fokang reproduced the incident of employees jumping off the building, this is already the sixteenth incident of employees falling off the building in the last month, causing extensive discussion in the public opinion, our reporter specially interviewed Mr. Guo Zimin, the president of Fokang Group, for this."

The innocent-looking reporter lady, who was like a little girl next door, held the microphone up to a middle-aged man wearing a suit with a green water ghost and exuding the air of a successful man.

"Hello Mr. Guo, what do you think about this recent spate of jumping incidents in Fookang."

Guo Zimin looked at the microphone in front of him with a sorrowful look on his face, "The occurrence of such incidents is always regrettable and has attracted the group's great attention, the group management has invited social and psychological experts to conduct a study on the relevant issues, hoping to find out the reasons for them as soon as possible, thus reducing the possibility of related incidents."

Just when the female reporter thought that General Manager Guo was planning to cope with this interview with condescending words, he didn't expect Guo Zimin to suddenly change his words, then said, "Of course, I, the president, can't be held responsible for the occurrence of such things, but I think we can't look at the problem from a single point of view, there have been a lot of recent news about suicides, not only in our Fook Hong family, as far as I know, there are also many in Japan. Young people committing suicide, by the way, what's the suicide rate in Japan again?"

The female reporter, of course, couldn't know such things and could only smile awkwardly.

Guo Zimin, on the other hand, was still talking freely, "I also consulted the relevant psychological experts, although we have 16 employees who committed suicide, but compared to the group's total number of nearly half a million to calculate, this suicide rate is actually not high, and the experts told me that it is under the normal line."

The female reporter dumbfoundedly opened her small mouth, seemingly deeply shocked by this righteous shamelessness of Mr. Guo.

She wanted to say something else, but saw that her fellow staff members were already gesturing to her to end the interview and cut back to the live feed.

But in the next moment, something that no one could have imagined suddenly happened.

A shadow was seen leaping down from the roof of the Fookang Group's headquarters building behind Guo Zimin, and his decisive stance was as if he no longer had any attachment to the world.

The next moment, he was hit by a huge force and died on the spot.

The female reporter who was interviewing on the side was splattered with blood, and when she saw the two corpses on the ground that had become blurred, she finally couldn't stand it any longer and let out a scream.

It was a good thing that just as she was about to help the nation test the maximum volume of the TV speakers, the camera had already cut back to the live broadcast one step earlier, only for the two anchors who were supposed to save the day to look at each other and fall into a brief silence.

Shen Xixi turned off the television, it had been a month and a half since the night in the valley, and just as she had feared before, the Lord of Lalaye's departure from the cage had suffered far more than just the gods and players who had gone after Zhang Heng, in fact the ill effects of this incident had begun to gradually become apparent just after that day.

The most intuitive point is that the recent suicide rate started to rise in a straight line, the vast majority of the deceased are some highly sensitive people, mainly artists and creators, but also including some autistic ordinary people, they died in a variety of ways, Shen Xixi and Bunny and others have collected similar news, and there are now more than 200 cases.

Of course, this number may not be too exaggerated when viewed in the country, but it has indeed begun to cause public debate, only now both ordinary people and experts and scholars are focusing on the fast-paced life and the stress of the modern world, and experts are suggesting that people should usually do more exercise and learn to reduce their own stress.

Just at present this advice does not work, the social suicide rate is still continuing to rise, at the same time, some mysterious societies have also begun to emerge quietly, they will be packaged as a sorority club or star-struck support group, but once someone really joined them, will soon be indoctrinated with some strange things.

Instead of charging membership fees, these dubious societies would give out strange statues or shiny gold jewelry, which led even the most petty criminals to sign up.

The police took notice of these strange societies in the first place and organized a major search operation in the middle of this month, hoping to hit them hard and kill them all before they became a thing.

However, the operation was unexpectedly stuck in the mud, the associations themselves are not difficult to clean up, but the problem is that a number of knocked out soon popped up another batch to, like a spring after the mushroom, and caught the mastermind of the association and how to deal with the backbone has also become a headache.

In the existing legal provisions it is difficult for them to make harsh sentences, after all, they are not doing anything too out of the ordinary at this stage, that is, to absorb members, to distribute small gifts, and even more boring is that once they are imprisoned, soon the entire prison has become a place for them to absorb members, it is like a rat turd, no matter where it is thrown can quickly contaminate a pot of porridge.

And in recent times the bad news was far more than that, both on the player's side and the gods' side, both took decisive action when they realized that things were slipping towards an uncontrollable direction, and took the initiative to unite together, even the mysterious organization that specialized in assassinating gods before chose to temporarily reconcile with the gods at such times, and even contributed the god-killing bullets on hand.

The gods were all very angry at the sight of this human invention, but in the end they all coincidentally maintained restraint, mainly because it was really not the right time for infighting, no matter whether it was humans or gods, both have a common enemy and need to work together to deal with it.

Even if they were to settle accounts, that would be after they had settled Zhang Heng, but the gods, who were equipped with the god-killing bullets and had human allies, took the initiative to engage in battle with Zhang Heng several times with full confidence, but the final results were not ideal.

In the beginning, the two sides were still winning each other, and the gods even achieved suppression for a time, with the strongest warriors of the gods led by Zeus, Odin, and the God of Science Saints succeeding in seriously injuring Zhang Heng in an ambush, leaving the latter badly wounded, but in the end, Zhang Heng escaped with a loss.

Since then, Zhang Heng has basically only been active at sea, and since Poseidon, who is in charge of scouting, was slaughtered by Zhang Heng, the gods have lost track of Zhang Heng completely, and what's worse is that everyone knows that Zhang Heng will only become more difficult to deal with as time goes by.