There are no supervisors with question marks all over their heads.


    By this time, Olga had wandered out of the building belonging to the strategic information collection department.


    The obstacles, defense equipment and security personnel along the way do not even have the ability to perceive and hinder him.


    Standing on the carefully decorated steps at the door of the building, Olga looked up at the stars in the sky.


    It was supposed to be a big fireball, but now it is full of all kinds of advertising screens.


    It looks like a giant spherical light screen.


    As early as 100000 years ago.


    The Lars Empire has successfully established the Dyson sphere, so the stars above will not leak any light except for the necessary light source.


    All the energy it releases is used to supply nearby planets for daily energy.


    To some extent, as an interstellar empire, the Lars Empire has long reached the point where all the people have no worries about food, clothing, housing and transportation, and there is no lack of spiritual entertainment.


    Although it is still a few blocks away from fantasy Utopia, for many backward planets, the living conditions of residents here have been a dream standard.


    Although the internal class contradictions are still unavoidable.


    After all, born unequal, how can you keep a stable state of mind?


    However, this sociological problem is of little significance to the devil Olga.


    The reason why he can think about these things is that he has read too many books and all kinds of knowledge in his mind, which often glows with thinking.


    For the demon species, "equality" itself is farting. Killing, burning, robbing, bullying the weak... Is the fun of most demons.


    For Olga, the greatest pleasure was to be able to do whatever he wanted.


    He doesn''t care about the so-called good and evil. He just wants to do something that makes him happy. He can kill if he wants to kill and rob whoever he wants to rob. His position is only his own.


    At the moment, looking at the small aircraft flying around and the pedestrians shopping at will, he was wondering whether to start with this country.


    To be honest, with a population of trillions, it still seems a little exciting.


    After reading the materials of the four strongest guys in the country, he has understood their general strength.


    So I don''t bother to pay attention to them.


    He doesn''t need to see them as opponents until he has solved laagren, let alone get the emotional contribution of laagren and Charles.


    Apart from some special weapons and calling for foreign aid, Olga did not need to care about any counterattack by the country.


    But here comes the biggest problem.


    He felt that if he really wanted to do it, the plane consciousness would directly hammer him to death.


    This undoubtedly made him a little uncomfortable.


    As an outsider, these demons have always been targeted.


    Not long ago, he had a quarrel with layagren. He didn''t even move the life planet. He just destroyed a small primitive country and dug several holes in several uninhabited planets, which made the solar storm a little disordered.


    There''s no big news yet!


    But Olga already felt that the repressive force of this plane was increasing exponentially.


    If these things are done by local life, even if they are ten times more serious, the plane consciousness will not have any reaction.


    Because from the perspective of the ruling plane consciousness, it belongs to the internal cycle and basically has no loss, but Olga can''t do it. It is equivalent to external transmission, so he is particularly hated.


    At this time, there was a cake in front of him, but he couldn''t find a chance to start. Olga felt a little upset


    After some thinking, he was a little difficult to choose, and finally chose at random.


    "Let me tell you how many residents there are in Kangkang street. If I count the odd number, I will directly start, fish for a wave and run away. If I count the even number, I will cut leeks in a curve..."


    With this in mind, he began to count how many people there were in the street.


    Not long.


    "Even numbers, it''s better to poison..."


    Finally, he chose the curve to cut leeks.


    The only problem is that as an interstellar civilization, the medical level of the Lars Empire has reached a certain level. Ordinary diseases will not have much effect here, and only a few special diseases can take effect on them.


    This greatly improves the difficulty of Olga''s work!


    Although it was done in one day.


    After all, he is also an old expert in this field and has rich experience in crime.


    However, as a demon with pursuit, he is not satisfied with this.


    As an interstellar empire, the circulation of personnel is quite large, and the whole universe runs around.


    This provides considerable convenience for the spread of disease!


    Based on the principle of making business bigger and stronger, Olga gradually focused on other interstellar forces and began to make more detailed adjustments to the popularity of those diseases and the adaptability of various races.


    Strive to make everyone share difficulties!


    So as not to make some guys feel unbalanced and take care of everyone''s mentality!


    So he began to collect information about all races by various means.


    It has to be said that the interstellar age is convenient. Basically, everything can be found on the Internet.


    It provides great convenience for Olga.


    It saves a lot of time.


    ------


    Two days later.


    When Olga broke through the technical difficulties of the virus and was trying to contribute to the disease types of the Lars Empire and even the whole universe.


    The head of the strategic information collection department is sitting in a small black room and being interrogated by a team of personnel.


    A guy with a little old appearance looked at the director with a sad face and asked seriously, "what happened that day!"


    The supervisor, who had been interrogated many times, replied with a numb face: "at that time, we received the image data, and I opened it out of curiosity... Then when we saw the content, there was a sharp pain. Except me and some powerful subordinates, everyone else was killed."


    "We know that.


    After detection, in the information recorded in the image, the appearance of an unknown existence has an effect similar to meme, which will make the creatures who look directly at his real body feel sharp pain indiscriminately. Only the existence with strong enough strength can be exempted.


    So we''ve sealed it for safety.


    What we want to know now is who used your authority to read a lot of secret information that day? "


    The supervisor shook his head helplessly: "I really don''t know. No one moved the console at that time..."


    Soon.


    Several interrogators sat in a closed room.


    The youngest interrogator, with a serious look, said: "the survivors really don''t know the truth. According to the live video retrieved by the light brain, no one used the console at that time. I''m afraid the other party used some means that we can''t observe, so the next investigation is very difficult


    As for the tradi ship that sent the image back, no trace has been found until now. According to the calculation of optical brain, they are most likely to have encountered an accident


    I feel that the difficulty of the investigation has exceeded the scope we can deal with, so I propose to apply for support from the top. "


    The others nodded after listening.


    "Agree."


    "Agree."


    “……”