The headquarters base of the Wilderness Mobile Task Force is located in the cargo area. The personnel dormitories, training grounds, and equipment buildings are all here. It is only 1 minute away from the northern wilderness and is convenient for training and attendance.
The people who come and go on the road to this base always wear windbreakers, are serious in speech, and walk fast and powerfully.
However, at this time, in a test result waiting room in the medical complex, the air seemed to be solid.
The staff here are all very aware of what it means to be assigned to this waiting room. Only those whose nerves are severely damaged and whose nerve speed has dropped to second or first gear will sit here as if they are in isolation.
Sure enough, not long after, it was like a death notice was distributed, and an electronic synthesized voice announced the test results:
"Arima Sweetwinter, your nerve speed check result is second gear."
"Julie Dickinson, your nerve speed test result is second gear."
When Julie heard this result, her heart went blank, as if some boulder had finally fallen.
In fact, I have been aware of this for a long time. My body has lost its extraordinary strength. I still have those program data in my mind, but I can't open it. My nerves are not enough to support the operation. Forcing it to open will only cause me to shut down.
It has been twenty years since I joined the bank and I have contributed to the bank’s motherland for five years. I finally want to retire...
Everyone here is a child from a training center, and so is she.
Dickinson is not her surname, and she does not know what her surname is. Dickinson is the surname of a group of children from the same period.
Even the name Julie was given to her by the training center. This was the case for Juliette Dickinson and the same for Justina Dickinson.
She used to call Judy the vice-captain, and even earlier called Judy her sister.
She and Judy met in the training center, and there was a sisterly bond between them.
Judy has been better than her in everything since she was a child. Judy is a six-speed gear, and she is a five-speed gear. From the training center to the death row walking team, Judy has always taken care of her, but now, they have to retire.
Entering the Wilderness Mobile Task Force, it seems that Judy was actually taking the lead, and Julie was following in the other's footsteps.
But other than following this, what choice does she have? This path was destined when she entered the training center.
For a while, Julie quietly continued to collect information about the studio area in the training institute.
She kept thinking that one day she would go to this place to be an actor and realize her dream of becoming a celebrity.
Perhaps because there was always endless study and training every day, she did not have free time to think too much about how far this dream was from her and other issues, so she kept dreaming every day until one day she found that she had
After joining the Wilderness Mobile Task Force, the images she once imagined were no longer possible. She just discovered that the dream was over.
And now, after leaving the Wilderness Mobile Task Force, what is left in Julie Dickinson's life?
She seemed to be nothing, but she seemed to have another possibility.
It seems... the dream can start again...
"Listen to the arrangement, everyone follows the arrangement." At this time, Arima said seriously to everyone: "The mother of the bank will have the best arrangement for us."
Among the dozen or so of them, Arima is the vice-captain of the Fire Phoenix Team, with the highest position and authority.
Everyone was silent. Not everyone would yell like Helan, but more of them were almost instinctively silent.
But there was indeed a sense of depression hanging over them. They lost the battle in the early morning two days ago.
The strength of the wilderness joint force this time was far beyond the base's expectations. The opportunity was an accident, and the unexplained information explosion that followed was also an accident. A team of aliens was killed. This is really weird.
There are also accidents that happened in the spiritual network, so many Internet cowboys, an information carnival.
Many of them have neurological damage caused by being forced offline from the spiritual network, and their personality integrity is also very low.
"Can we retire?" Julie couldn't help but said, "I want to be an ordinary person and live another life."
She has never known what ordinary life means. She has never lived it, and the training center has never taught it.
"Follow the arrangement!" Arima's tone suddenly became stern, "Even if it's the first or second gear, we can still use the remaining heat."
Retirement? Bank mother has invested so much cost in them, retire?
The training center has always taught that not only extraordinary people can make contributions, but also the mentally injured and ordinary people.
"I..." Julie still didn't say that sentence. I was tired and I had given everything.
Everyone was silent, but what they were waiting for first was not a new arrangement, but an invitation to attend a party. The venue was a private club in the mountains of Acropolis. A car would pick them up.
But they don't know what kind of party this is or who is hosting it.
It's an invitation, but I have to go.
"Listen to the arrangement, follow the arrangement." No matter who has any questions, Arima always says this.
People like Arima and Judy who can pass the review and become vice-captains are more loyal than others.
More than a dozen of them had been isolated in this waiting room. It was only in the afternoon that they left the building, got into several black commercial vehicles, and went to the Acropolis Mountains without any weapons or weapons.
The convoy left the almost deserted freight area, gradually drove into the Jianggu area, and then turned into the central area.
Julie looked at the street scene outside the car window. Under the night, the neon lights on both sides of the street flickered and changed, and she watched eagerly.
Having grown up in training camps at a base, she had never seen such a bustling and noisy street scene.
She knew what she was contributing to and protecting, but she hadn't seen much or walked around much.
When the motorcade went up the mountain road from the central area and turned into the Acropolis mountainous area, they could gradually see a night view of the city.
This time, I was shocked many times more than before.
"Look!" Someone couldn't help but put his face against the car window that couldn't be opened, "It's so beautiful."
Not to mention Julie, who had already noticed it, even Arima was watching in surprise, and did not scold everyone for their lack of discipline.
The bustling streets in the central area are full of traffic, and people are coming and going in the shops on both sides. Huge holographic star portraits are floating in the sky above the skyscrapers, and the lights are shining everywhere. It seems that people's happy laughter can be vaguely heard.
This is a city of light and night that they contribute to protect, and it is the largest free state in Anzhou, which makes them proud.
Julie also raised the corners of her mouth slightly, Sister Judy, this is the epochal order you have always admired.
Look, how wonderful it is. Such a prosperous scene cannot be lived by people in the wilderness. This is the future we should have.
The business motorcade drove straight to the top of the mountain. They just looked at the night view of the city center and the results of their participation in the construction. They wanted to take a vacation sometime and go shopping.
When the motorcade entered a secluded lane, security personnel guarded the intersection, and there was no other traffic.
They could no longer see the night scene, so they looked away, and the car fell into silence again.
The party was held in an elegant and quiet forest club. Julie, Arima and others got out of the car and were led into the lobby of the club by a waiter in black formal clothing. They walked on the smooth marble and walked toward the place where people were talking and laughing.
Coming to the banquet hall.
The banquet hall is not particularly spacious, the decoration is simple and elegant, and there are several long white cloth tables with drinks and food.
Julie saw only about a dozen people in the hall, all young men and women, all dressed in formal clothes, made of expensive fabrics and well-fitted workmanship. The women were wearing luxurious evening gowns. They were all smiling and elegant.
At first glance, these people are different from the members of the task force. These people are the young masters and ladies of the big consortium families.
"Our guests are here, welcome! My name is Harato Yosuke, the host of this party tonight."
Yosuke Harado, who was wearing a men's kimono, said with a smile and waved his hand to the other men and women, "Let me introduce, these are the elites of the bank. The future of this city, everyone is in overdrive."
This is not the Heirs Club. That club is no longer interesting because of petty fights and a mixture of dragons and snakes.
The people present, some of whom were older and already potential heirs to the extraordinary level, decided to form an overdrive society. Yosuke Harafuji was also invited to join, but he was not the leader here.
In other words, it is difficult to find that kind of leader here.
At the same time, Arima, Julie and others were slightly surprised, and everyone was in overdrive.
Before they were injured, they were still in five-speed and six-speed gears, but the overdrive gears are different, and everyone knows this.
And here, I counted, there are ten overdrive gears.
"This is Vic Sterling, from Seth Group." Yosuke Harafuji pointed to the man next to him.
Everyone in the task force looked around, and Julie felt a little strange about being a woman. She had never seen such a handsome man.
Vic Sterling looks to be in his mid-twenties, with short blond hair, clear blue eyes, a tall and strong figure, elegant and chic, but without the pretentiousness of a young man, he is very down-to-earth.
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He was a man who had walked off the battlefield. Veterans like him could tell that this man had been on the verge of life and death.
"Perhaps you know Elizabeth Sterling, but you have never heard of Vic." Yosuke Harafuji added, "Vic is Elizabeth's brother. He was previously sent by Seth to Newland City to take charge of the business there. This
I was transferred back in two days."
There will also be many strategies within Seth, and it is impossible for every consortium to put all its eggs in one basket.
Hero merchandise is one strategy, but Vic Sterling represents another strategy.
Elizabeth Sterling was doing some extremely rebellious things, and Seth needed someone else to balance that out.
Balance Seth's positioning in the union zone and balance the relationship between Seth and Santo.
In front of Vic Sterling, Yosuke Harado is just a junior and still has a lot to learn from him.
"My little sister has always been very thoughtful, all for the sake of the bank." Vic Sterling said with a smile.
Yosuke Harafuji himself knows that family relationships have different expressions within the consortium family. They, the children of Eden Lake, are closer to their peers. Siblings who are separated by a few years are like being separated by a generation.
After all, there may only be a few years between those with two programs and those with three programs, and those with three programs and those with four programs.
However, different extraordinary levels are doing very different things.
Vic Sterling was originally an illegitimate son. He and Elizabeth had the same father. He was sent to Newland City because of his impure blood. However, compared to the best interests, the Sterling family and the United District did not care about this blood after all.
question.
It's all in overdrive, Elizabeth doesn't have any advantage, and Vic is coming back.
"This is Sid Raikuo, the eldest lady of Raikuo Group." Harafuji Yosuke introduced another person.
For people born like them, their mothers must be naturally beautiful, so they don't need plastic surgery and almost all of them are very beautiful.
The same is true for Sid Redco, whose figure and appearance are both first-class and superior, and has a queen-like temperament.
If Yosuke Harato evaluates it, Sid Reiko is the kind of person Sophia most wants to be but cannot be.
Interestingly, the name "Sophia" means "wisdom", which is the wisdom that kept everything in order before Adam and Eve committed the sin of ignorance.
However, this wisdom lies with Sid Leco, a woman in her mid-twenties, who is holding a glass of wine with a smile.
Sid-Leiko had not been involved in the Heir Club before. She had her own Sid gang.
Harato Yosuke gave a brief introduction to everyone, and they were all looking at these Wilderness Mobile Task Force personnel with great interest, as if they were looking at some strange object.
"I don't know, gentlemen, the lady called us here because..."
Arima felt slightly uneasy, a kind of uneasiness that should not appear on this occasion, but those eyes reminded him of poisonous snakes in the wilderness, and their fighting instincts aroused stronger uneasiness.
These people, every overdrive here, are blood eaters.
"Your Wilderness Mobile Task Force just suffered a defeat, causing the bank to lose a lot of money."
As Sid Lekuo spoke, he walked next to Arima and looked at the other party's resolute young face. "I think you should take the responsibility for this failure. Arima, don't you think so?"
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"Yes." Arima responded first, "We never want to evade our responsibilities."
"That's good, that's good." Sid's light red pupils were full of charm, "Then let's dance."
They have already seen the information of these task force personnel, and they know very well what professions Arima and others belong to, what procedures they have, and what their status is.
Suddenly, a group of blood eaters in the banquet hall walked over one after another and walked to the side of everyone.
Every member of the task force could sense that something was wrong. Julie looked left and right in confusion. These ten speeding blood-eaters were approaching, and being surrounded, they felt an imminent danger.
"What do you want..." Arima's voice was a little hoarse, and his face was already red. Deep down, he understood what was happening, "You don't represent the bank!"
"We represent the bank," Sid Redco said. "We are the bank."
Suddenly, Sid, Yosuke Harado and others, except Vic Sterling, had not moved. Bloody threads burst out from the palms of the nine young blood eaters, and they violently grabbed the heads of the prey they had chosen.
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Crack! The blood-thread on Sid's right hand grabbed Arima's head, making head-to-head contact and forcing a connection.
"Ah..." Arima suddenly felt a huge force stirring up his mind. He couldn't struggle. He could still struggle in the sixth gear, but with the talent of a mortal in the second gear, he was completely helpless when facing the overdrive.
struggle.
He could only quickly feel that his scalp seemed to be exploding, and every nerve in his skull was being turned over and sucked.
The extraordinary program data information in every nerve was sucked away by the blood-thread nerve channels of the blood-eater like a storm.
Veins appeared all over Arima's face. Suddenly, the blood vessels on her face burst open, and her eyes popped out.
In just half a minute, boom!
This former six-speed three-programmer hunter who had made great achievements in the wilderness suddenly fell straight to the floor in the private banquet hall of the club in the Acropolis Mountains.
All the nerves in his brain were dead, and his body muscles were still twitching slightly.
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, all around, the eight other task force members who were sucked died suddenly and fell to the ground.
"Not bad, really good." Sid said tastefully, "Burning Forest Hunting is a good K-level program."
Blood eaters, brain suckers.
With the route they took, using J-level program brain slaves to gather energy, and Q-level programs calling the brain slaves, after quickly being promoted to K-level three-programmers, the strength of the blood-eaters increased dramatically, reaching a level that other professions at the same level cannot match.
extent.
Because the brain-sucking program provides multiple "program card slots" for the blood-eater's brain, the number depends on the nerve talent and extraordinary level. And as it reaches A-level, the number of card slots can continue to increase.
Sid is an overdrive, advanced three-programmer, and she already has five card slots.
Each card slot can be temporarily installed with a program of a different profession through brain sucking like this. She is a three-programmer, so J-level, Q-level and K-level can be sucked.
This kind of card slot program is not permanent, but a consumable product. Usually it will be used up once or twice to absorb the data. At that time, it will need to be sucked out of the brain again and reinstalled.
But in short, blood eaters can have multiple programs of different professions at the same time, and one person can become a large group.
And it will not be negatively affected by card slot programs.
Moreover, this is only a K-level state.
Brain sucking is to suck away the essence of other people's heads, the program data that others have worked hard to install and improve.
There are not many high-level blood eaters, but they can firmly control the New World Bank.
"The quality is very good, and it deserves to be called the Wilderness Mobile Task Force." Yosuke Harafuji also finished absorbing his brain at this time, and looked at the remaining members of the task force who were stunned and said, "Did you forget to mention it just now? This is a mobile task force."
A mind-blowing party.”
"Well, to celebrate the founding of our club." Sid said, "Checkmate Club."
Checkmate Club, the first brain-sucking party.
"You..." some members of the task force backed away and shouted again: "You don't represent the bank!"
Suddenly, the man's head was sucked by Sid with a blood-thread, and the shouting suddenly turned into a scream. While sucking the brain, Sid said: "Sorry, checkmate."
Vic Sterling didn't move since just now, just looking at the panicked Julie, that was his delicacy.
Julie suddenly gained strength, turned around and ran outside, but the door of the banquet hall was closed at some point.
She looked around blankly, but had to turn around again and looked again. Over there at the dining table, her colleagues were all dead.
All the young blood-eaters were looking at him, showing elegant smiles.
That handsome man, Vic Sterling, seemed to have admired it enough, and seemed to have sighed. He suddenly raised his right palm and released the bleeding thread, far away, sucking in Julie's brain and scalp.
In an instant, Julie was overwhelmed by intense pain, her whole mind was distorted, and her brown eyes bulged.
The bustling scene of the central area that I just saw on the way here, the scene of studying and living with Judy and the others at the training center when I was a child, the scene of quietly collecting information about the studio area and having a streamer dream...
Also, today at the cargo area base, I quietly imagined what ordinary life would be like after retirement.
Those scenes were all twisted and mixed together, becoming something indescribable and incomprehensible.
She doesn't understand, she doesn't understand herself, she doesn't understand the bank, she doesn't understand all of this.
But if the bank mother does not appear at this moment, that means... there is no bank mother.
Boom! All the scenes disappeared, and Julie's upright and slightly twitching body fell to the floor.
"Juliet, thank you for all your contributions to the bank. The bank will never forget it."