The pale whiteness of the skyline gradually dissipates the gloomy dark blue, and the rolling dark clouds still shroud the rows of steel jungles in gray and white.
Los Angeles metropolitan area, St. George area.
Colin woke up from the hotel and found that it was past the appointed time and he was going to be late.
He didn't have the habit of having breakfast, so he smoked heavily at the taxi stand. He still felt that everything that happened last night was a dream and not very real.
After Gray learned of Di Biao's clues, she completely ignored her small role. She just gave an address, said she would arrive on time at eight o'clock tomorrow, and left in a hurry.
Because a new type of positioner has been injected into his body, Colin had to obey the arrangement.
But no serious person would get up so early. It was already half past eight when Colin woke up. It was already ten o'clock before he had to rush to another city.
She didn't arrive on time, and her cell phone didn't receive any calls from Gray. It seemed that she was really busy with other things and had no time to care about herself.
Last night, Colin specially found an unfinished construction site to practice, and found that his ability was more than that. After searching the Internet for some insect body structures.
Colin can make his hands covered with fine barbs like insects, which stick to the surface of the building, and he can climb a 90-degree straight slope without any points of strength.
The surface of the skin can also form a hard shell of chitin, and conventional cold weapons are no longer effective on him.
Colin really felt a little disgusted. Although it was his own body, it seemed to be a real monster.
But my physical fitness still hasn’t changed much, and running one kilometer is still tough.
After each transformation, the spirit will be a little sluggish. It is not caused by fatigue, but another feeling. There will be a pause in thinking. Some simple logical problems will become very complicated, as if they are slowly being controlled and eroded by other wills.
, this ability cannot be overused in a short period of time.
These transformation powers are extracted from a different space. Colin doesn't know how to describe it. In short, it is not the real world. If the ability is used multiple times, the connection with that space will become weak, but it will normalize after a while.
.
Knowing that the Di Yi he met yesterday turned out to be such a terrifying freak, Colin felt a little complicated. If he had sent Di Yi's news to Gray on the spot, would the situation have been different, or even change the future pattern?
.
I've missed several taxis while thinking about things.
He put out his cigarette butt and had to reach his destination before noon, otherwise he would have gone too far.
Just when he was about to wave to stop the car.
An all-black off-road pickup truck parked over. The cargo bed at the back was covered with black canvas and had extremely suspicious bulges.
The owner of the off-road vehicle slowly rolled down the window, revealing a very rebellious face in his early twenties.
She has dyed dark green hair, some freckles around her tall nose, wears gothic punk eye makeup, her beautiful facial contours are constantly biting up and down, and she is chewing gum.
This young woman was not dressed like a human being. The sleeves of her blue studded leather jacket were rolled up, revealing her ukiyo-e arm tattoos, filled with images of waves and carp.
She stared at Colin and checked on her phone.
"You really have a good sense of time. It's such a gentleman to ask a lady to get up at six o'clock and not see anyone until nine o'clock."
The punk woman put her hands on the car window and said to the people outside the window.
Colin did not recognize this woman. He glanced around and found that she was indeed speaking to him.
"Who the hell are you?"
Colin lit a cigarette and smoked it. He had never been interested in this kind of punk youth.
"In addition to being punctual, you are also of high quality. You are really an excellent partner." The woman showed her ID to Colin, "Agent of Section 11 of the Countermeasures Bureau, Eugene, this is yours."
Eugene threw out a palm-sized document, and Colin caught it firmly, opened it and took a look.
It has the same profile picture as his driver's license photo, as well as various information about his name. The department under his jurisdiction also clearly says Section 11 of the Countermeasures Bureau, and his position is New Agent.
Colin felt like he was entering a den of thieves.
"I didn't sign any documents, you have no right to do so."
Colin understood that when he entered this department, he would have to deal with guys like himself. He was self-aware. Half a month ago, he was in the office and was fretting over the stock index lines every day. Suddenly, he had to deal with gangsters in the underground world. There was still some danger.
Super powers, what a joke.
Although time retrieval sounds very powerful, it is not controllable and has a limit on the number of times. Colin cannot be sure to which moment he will go back to. He does not even know whether he will return to that convenience store if he dies again.
"Didn't Gray negotiate with you? The big shots above attach great importance to those infected organizations. The money allocated can buy a city with an outlet to the sea. Your monthly salary should be around 50,000. If you kill them
An SCT member will receive additional bonuses."
After Eugene finished speaking, Colin realized that the watch she was wearing was a TAG Heuer.
Colin was noncommittal, but if you have money to make but no life to spend, isn't that putting the cart before the horse?
He thought for a second.
"Then when will we start saving the world?"
Colin opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, his face full of "righteousness" and he spoke seriously.
Youjin had a black line for the first time.
"Well...our main task now is to patrol the southern part of the city. You know, Gray doesn't trust people like us very much. How do you spell that word? What are the talents?"
Eugene patted his head, feeling a little stuck.
"Talent pool."
Colin added, our kind of people? This girl is also a patient with latent syndrome?
"Yes, you also have a locator on your body, so I can find you. They call it a new agent. I think this is a controllable disguised surveillance. When necessary, we will be used as cannon fodder to let the infected and the infected
They kill each other, so let's just live one day at a time. By the way, your clothes are really bad."
Eugene noticed that Colin's coat pocket was a little dirty, so he reached in without noticing, took out a cigarette case, took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked it. He also took five or six more cigarettes and put them in the storage box in the car.
Colin: "..."
This girl's thoughts are indeed a bit dark, but this is indeed the logic. Gray has killed herself twice, and this so-called eleventh department is not a good thing.
"So our job is to patrol?"
Colin asked, somewhat relaxed.
"Yes, after all, it is equipped with a locator. I have to go out and walk around every day to make them feel at ease. I tried to leave Luo City once and was almost killed. You'd better not think about it."
Eugene took a puff of cigarette, put his hand on the car window, and dusted the ashes on the asphalt road without any quality.
"You told me this when we first met?"
Colin was a little confused. Should he say he was familiar with it, or was undefended, or something else.
"Intuition, I feel that you and I are the same kind of people. We should be very compatible. You don't seem like the kind of idiot with a sense of mission."
Eugene saw at a glance that Colin was a loser.
Colin: "..."
"Where do we go next?"
Colin inexplicably started working directly.
"I know there's a good barbecue restaurant in the Montgomery area. Let's go over there and get some appetizers before dinner."
Eugene drew back on a whim.
"So your job every day is to eat, drink and have fun, and then earn 50,000 alliance coins?"
