At this moment.
Luo Jiao watched delivery man Chen Dong begin round after round of slaughter.
He had grown tired of this test subject.
Chen Dong had already tested the upper limit of the patrol department's strength.
Even after they deployed numerous high-powered weapons, they had been unable to do anything to Chen Dong.
This meant that he was safe now.
And Chen Dong's usefulness had been completely exhausted.
Moreover, his actions disrupting social order were effectively weakening the scientific research strength of the real world.
So Luo Jiao chose to revoke Chen Dong's spatial privileges.
Then, during one clash, Chen Dong suddenly discovered that his Golden Finger had stopped working.
The Space Gate shield had lost its effect.
A high-powered bullet blew him cleanly in two.
"So there was someone behind me..."
"This isn't right. I'm the protagonist!"
Coughing up blood, Chen Dong died in despair.
He did not understand why this had happened.
He clearly had a Golden Finger. Why could he still die? He had forgotten that many people throughout history who had gained cheats also believed themselves to be protagonists.
Yet a protagonist only lasted for a time. The only true eternal protagonist was space-time itself.
The platform created by space-time was the real protagonist.
Luo Jiao chose someone from the patrol department and began cooperating with him normally.
He also let the man learn much information and understand that this space could be used for scientific experiments.
After giving it some thought, the man chose to hand over his Golden Finger, receiving exceptional treatment in return.
Naturally, Luo Jiao would not put all his eggs in one basket.
At the same time, he chose several others.
Wenren Sheng nodded. Now things were getting interesting.
Two people caught Wenren Sheng's attention.
One of them chose another