Phuket Island.
Silent River is a quiet inlet.
An unmanned canoe docked quietly on the shore, swaying gently with the undulations of the water. There was no cable restraint, but unexpectedly it was not washed away by the current.
Below the boat, on the bottom of the water dozens of meters above the water.
In a huge air bubble, several 'crows' sat cross-legged and looked up. The empty and quiet battlefield deep in the silent forest was reflected on the bubble film wall. In the center of the battlefield was a bare hill.
At this moment, most of the soil outside the hill has been peeled off, revealing the exquisite pyramid-like structure inside.
The leader of the crow was speaking very slowly to remind his companions: "...This time the experiment is very large. The professor has ordered that the relevant data recording and collection must be accurate, so I hope that everyone here will not be confused by some unexpected circumstances.
Distracted and focused on their respective goals."
"Aren't you going to save people?" As soon as the other crow said these words, he received a sharp look from the leader, and his tone suddenly became weaker: "I mean..."
"Our mission is to record data!" The leading crow looked around and emphasized word by word: "Even if the sun falls, the earth cracks, and the world is destroyed, we only need to focus on our mission. This is what a qualified researcher should have.
Emotions. We must remain calm and objective from beginning to end in order to capture the accurate numbers that flash by during the experiment...Does everyone understand?"
"clear!"
All the crows lowered their heads and looked at the clipboard in their arms.
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…
It is dozens of miles away from the boat.
In the canopy of a lush locust tree.
Also hidden were several wizards wearing black robes and crow masks. They were like a few feathers, falling lightly among the thin branches, looking together in the direction of the illegal laboratory.
In the dead of winter, the sparse leaves could not hide their striking figures, but the birds passing by the branches seemed unable to see them, flapping their wings and chirping beside the two figures.
One of the little cyan birds has a different cry because it speaks human language.
"...This mission is jointly carried out by First University and Trident Sword. The mission code is 'Breaking Shell'. It consists of a special tactics team of the teaching assistant group, a patrol team of the school working committee; two Crisis Support Teams of Trident Sword
, and three ordinary hunting teams... Your mission goal is to prevent the 'special experimental subjects' from falling into the hands of the school or the Three-pronged Sword... For this reason, you will not hesitate to expose your whereabouts!"
"Got it!" the leader of the crow promised in a low voice.
The cyan bird tilted its head, and its dark eyes revealed a hint of human emotion: "A little hesitant in your attitude? I heard a trace of hesitation in your voice."
Several other crows tensed up in unison. Although they did not look back, they all pricked up their ears and got very energetic.
The leading crow took a deep look at the little blue bird and touched his shoulder.
"Death turns us into angels, letting wings grow from our shoulder blades that were like crow's claws." He recited the words that every crow knows in a low voice, but his tone did not have any fanaticism and seemed very calm: "We
To break through the shackles of rules, transform into an angel, and pursue the eternal and noble truth..."
The little cyan bird retracted its wings, its eyes softened again, and together with several other crows, followed the leading crow and softly recited the following words:
"...I am willing to follow in the footsteps of the true knights of the past. In the sleeping wilderness - walking on horseback. My destiny will be closely connected with the moving legend, and following my own beliefs will be the behavior of my life.
"
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From the crown of the locust tree, we go up diagonally for dozens of miles.
Between the sun and the earth.
A huge gray-white crow spread its wings and rested steadily among a group of thick gray clouds. In its open eyes, it reflected the small hill with its shell peeled off and the faces of every hunter near the hill.
figure.
Two wizards wearing crow masks sat one behind the other, sitting quietly on the back of the gray-white crow, with their eyes closed, as if they were dead stones. The wizard sitting in front was slightly thin, and his large robes made a sound on his body.
On the edge of the pitch-black mask, a few gray hairs were flying randomly in the cold wind; a few cyan birds would occasionally come in and out of the sleeves of the wizard sitting behind him. When the birds rose and fell, the edge of the mask leaked out from under the hood, faintly
You can see the two dark golden numbers 'zero three'.
"This time the school has also brought back the Exoneration Hunting Team." Crow No. 3, who was sitting in the back, rolled his eyes slightly, as if he noticed something, and murmured in a low voice.
As soon as the words were spoken, they were torn into pieces by the surrounding strong wind.
The crow sitting in front of him tilted his head slightly: "What?"
Crow No. 3 quietly opened his eyes, looked at the back in front of him, hesitated again and again, and finally said in a low voice: "Professor, didn't you say before that you want them to join the Crows?"
"That's right."
"That……"
"After this mission is over."
The crow's back became quiet again, but the silence did not last long. Crow No. 3 couldn't help it again, moved his butt forward, and asked thoughtfully: "But Professor... I heard that something like Tianmen Zhang
Or the legitimate sons of aristocratic families like Zhong Shan and Jiang have some special 'security measures'..."
"Just don't touch them."
"Huh?" Crow No. 3 obviously didn't keep up with the professor's conversation and was stunned for a moment.
"If you want to control a fire dragon, you don't need to control every one of its scales." The professor still closed his eyes, and his voice was not loud, but it passed clearly to Crow No. 3's ears: "We only need to control its reverse scales.
, it will truly tame it... In the same way, to tame a hunting team, we only need to capture the reverse scale in the hunting team."
Crow No. 3 turned these words around in his mind several times, thinking about who would be the "reverse scale" of the Sin Hunting Team.
"Do you know why I took you so high?"
The professor's question made Crow No. 3 immediately straighten his back and subconsciously sit up straighter. He shook his head slightly, and then realized that the professor's back was facing him at this moment.
But the professor seemed to have seen his actions.
"On the one hand, it is naturally because of this 'Golden Cicada's Escape' that the plan to make the crow disappear from the public eye again was drawn up and arranged by you. You need to control the overall situation from a higher position; on the other hand, if this experiment is successful,
, I will try to complete the Grand Wizard's advancement ceremony before the start of the next semester. During this period, I hope you can take on more responsibilities. Compared to Riven and Hu Yin, you will be more secure..."
"Isn't it too hasty?"
Crow No. 3 interrupted the professor very rarely, and his tone did not express the joy of taking over the 'crow', but instead contained uneasiness and seriousness that could not be concealed: "Our experiment has just entered the second phase, and more data are needed for comparison.
…You shouldn’t risk your brain on something like this!”
This time, the professor was silent for a long time.
"The school made me an offer I couldn't refuse."
He sighed softly, but his tone was very firm: "That proposal can allow us to go further on the road of exploring the truth... But that proposal requires a great wizard to accept it... As I told you before
Each of you is following your own beliefs...You can take risks and sacrifices, and so can I."
This chapter has been completed!