After all, Zhang Zicheng does not have any special magical abilities in reality. In terms of pure physical body, that is, with the blessing of spiritual energy, his energy and strength are far beyond ordinary people, probably comparable to that of a small forklift.
The current scene is so messy that even if Zhang Zicheng wants to clean it up, he won't be able to do it in a short time.
It's just that Zhang Zicheng didn't expect at first that after seeing the smoke coming from the mountain, people would come so quickly. Not even five minutes had passed.
Obviously, I was a bit cautious this time and chose a time when there were people in the mountains.
Zhang Zicheng used his spiritual power to change his facial muscles, using the muscles to support the changes in the simulated bones. Although it looks a bit strange, it is definitely far from the original appearance. He simply disguised his face.
Then, the person who made the noise came closer. They were dressed in ordinary clothes, but it was hard to tell who they were from their clothes.
One of them looked to be in his forties or fifties, with rough skin that had been exposed to wind and sun for a long time, but his brows did not have the simplicity of ordinary farmers, but instead had a fierce temperament that showed no anger or self-power.<
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He saw the black smoke piles of fallen leaves on the ground and the anti-gravity iron blocks whose temperature was gradually dropping. He frowned and said, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
There was an obvious tone of suspicion in the words, and several other people were also vaguely blocking the downhill direction for easy escape.
If it were Zhang Zicheng in the past, he might be dissatisfied with the other party's tone, but now, he can see more subtle details, and he can also simply sense their emotions with spiritual energy.
These emotions are not malicious and may be a bit wary, but the more negative side comes from their own fatigue and anxiety.
Zhang Zicheng explained: "I live nearby. I built a gadget and wanted to try it out. Unexpectedly, it caught fire. Fortunately, I took fire prevention measures in advance."
"Gadget?"
The middle-aged man who asked the question came forward, and as soon as he got close to the smoky pile of fallen leaves, he felt a surging heat inside.
Another younger man couldn't help but exclaimed: "Are you building an atomic bomb? What is this? Is it a bomb?"
Zhang Zicheng was speechless: "Have you ever seen such a big bomb? Besides, who would use steel plates to cover a bomb?"
The middle-aged man stepped forward, stepped on the steel block, felt its heavy weight, and looked at Zhang Zicheng with suspicion again.
"This thing is not light. I'm afraid it weighs several hundred kilograms. How did you transport it to the mountains? Where is your means of transportation?"
Zhang Zicheng raised his eyebrows. Although he did not think these people were malicious, he did not want to be questioned like a prisoner.
So he walked forward directly, took off his coat and wrapped it in his hands to provide basic insulation. Then he picked up the anti-gravity aircraft, which had cooled down, and carried it directly.
At the same time, he said casually: "Sorry, it's not that heavy. It's only about a hundred pounds, the weight of a girl."
With that said, Zhang Zicheng carried his anti-gravity aircraft and planned to leave in the direction he came from.
The middle-aged man spoke again: "Wait, I have a few more words to ask you."
"Sorry, I am not a prisoner, and you are not the police. I will not accept your questioning."
Without stopping, Zhang Zicheng replied and passed by the people surrounding him.
Unexpectedly, one of the young men trotted up to him, took out an ID card from his arms, and said seriously: "Sorry, we are the police."
Zhang Zicheng looked at the certificate and was silent for half a second.
Then he changed direction and ran away.
Because the speed was so fast, these plainclothes men were stunned for a moment, and then they quickly ran in the forest to catch up.
"Stop!"
"Why are you running?!"
Why else could Zhang Zicheng run? He didn't want the police to summon his parents to the police station to pick someone up, and then when asked, he didn't go to work for almost half a year, and just stayed in the warehouse at the foot of his hometown. That's all.
I didn’t even go back to see them once, and I avoided more than a dozen blind dates urged by WeChat. It was simply rebellious.
Zhang Zicheng was grateful. Fortunately, he changed his appearance when he heard someone coming. As long as he could run away this time, he was not afraid that they would find him again.
It's a pity that there is no legendary storage space, and it is difficult to deal with this thing on the shoulder...
Although Zhang Zicheng now possesses psychic powers, the increase of high-dimensional psychic powers on the physical body is still far from the exaggerated level in the Galaxy Empire universe. Moreover, he is still carrying nearly 500 kilograms of things, and chasing himself requires some training.
The well-trained police officers came and went, but they couldn't get rid of them for a while.
However, the panting police officers behind them were also puzzled, especially the middle-aged police officer in charge. He was sure of the feeling under his feet when he kicked him. The thing was definitely more than a hundred kilograms.
Besides, even if it’s only a hundred pounds, it’s not normal for him to still be able to walk like flying while carrying a hundred pounds!
Everyone clearly understands that a person who can carry a hundred kilograms and a dead object that can bear a hundred kilograms are completely different concepts, unless the dead thing is a hundred kilograms of money.
At this time, in the small woods, both of them had run nearly two kilometers away. This was not flat land, but a mountain forest with complex terrain. Due to his own weight, Zhang Zicheng had to choose a hard ground, otherwise he would jump down and fight with him.
It’s almost the same as stepping in mud.
Fortunately, it hasn't rained in the past month, otherwise Zhang Zicheng wouldn't be able to move his legs if it was a little muddy. But even so, every step he takes is a clear and deep footprint.
"By the way...why should I run away carrying this thing?"
Zhang Zicheng was carrying the anti-gravity aircraft and suddenly muttered to himself.
Firstly, he is not afraid that this thing will be destroyed. Anyway, the important thing is the technology in his head, which he can reproduce at any time. Secondly, he is not afraid that this thing will be deciphered... Not to mention that the various circuits inside are specially set up to use spiritual energy to supply energy.
Yes, so what if it is actually deciphered? Do you care about this technology being obtained by the country?
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Even with some expectation, Zhang Zicheng simply threw the anti-gravity aircraft to the ground.
"Bang!" There was a sound. Since it fell flat on the ground, it did not completely hit the ground. But what followed was a huge vibration and smoke all over the sky.
The 500 kilogram weight disappeared, and the soil under his feet turned from mud to hard. Zhang Zicheng seemed to suddenly start to use the super power of the Flash. He made a 'clop' sound in the woods, as if he had rushed behind a tree.
The hidden space disappeared instantly.
After about ten seconds, the police arrived belatedly. Looking at the iron blocks on the ground and the silhouettes of their backs that disappeared in an instant under the cover of smoke, they couldn't help but stop in place and pant.
"Huh...huh...this guy can really run!"
While panting, the young police officer came to the side of the anti-gravity aircraft and kicked it. He immediately felt the weight of the thing and couldn't help but look surprised.
Since Zhang Zicheng had carried it through the cold wind, the temperature at this time was only a little warm and no longer hot. So the young policeman bent down and tried to lift it up. In the end, his face turned red from holding it in, but he didn't do it.
Can lift a little bit.
"Xiao Chen, have you missed practice? Can't you even lift this thing?"
Another older police officer smiled and patted the young police officer on the shoulder.
The young police officer finally let go of his hand, held his knees and gasped: "Hey, don't say that, huh... this thing... huh, it's as heavy as welding to the ground."
"How can it be so exaggerated? The man just carried it for two kilometers." The older police officer didn't take it seriously and tried to lift it.
Then, his eyes showed a look of shock.
Seeing this scene, other police officers looked at each other.
"Come together!"
Someone said loudly, so several policemen surrounded the iron block, dug up the soil on the ground, and left a place for their hands to lift. However, after working for a long time, they only managed to get a corner of the thing slightly off the ground.
"Bang——!"
After falling heavily to the ground again, several police officers completely lost their strength. Each one of them either sat on the big iron block or held on to the tree and just gasped.
The older police officer asked the middle-aged police officer in charge: "With such strength...it must be him, right?"
The middle-aged police officer took a deep breath, calmed his breathing, straightened up, looked back at the footprints left by Zhang Zicheng as he ran, frowned slightly, shook his head and said: "It shouldn't be, but even if it isn't, the other party is definitely involved in this case.
Relationship."
As he said that, he turned around, took out his walkie-talkie, looked at the big iron gada, and said: "Team 2, we need a forklift."
What none of the police officers noticed was that a dark dragonfly was flying above their heads.
Zhang Zicheng was lying on the top of a hill, enjoying the sunshine and the breeze blowing in the grass, while listening to their conversation.
Zhang Zicheng was a little surprised by the cases mentioned by these police officers.
He still knew how special his strength was in reality. But this kind of power actually reminded them of a certain case. Obviously, that case must be very special.
Zhang Zicheng couldn't help but continue to use Dragonfly to track them, constantly listening to the details of their conversations and piecing together the information.
Finally, when these people struggled to use a forklift to pull away the anti-gravity aircraft he had made, Zhang Zicheng got the information he wanted.
To put it simply... there was an old bachelor in the next village who was beaten to death with a millstone.
Not only that, the entire crime scene is full of traces of man-made damage to the building.
The wall was smashed, the iron chain was torn off, and the millstone was broken off after identification. The prisoner carried it for twenty meters before catching up with the victim and killing him.
The prisoner's footprints were the main reason why the middle-aged police officer just now thought that Zhang Zicheng was not the prisoner.
The size of the footprints of the two are inconsistent, and they are obviously two people.
The reason why these police officers came here after a murder occurred in the next village was mainly because after the crime, dead animal carcasses appeared in the forest from time to time. Even the largest number of these animal carcasses were national second-level protected animals.
wild boar.
Most of these animals died because their necks were violently broken or their skulls were crushed, and a large amount of meat was lost, leaving only complete heads and skeletons, as well as internal organs that were eaten by other animals.
However, what is strange is that there is no sign of fire from beginning to end, as if the hunter is eating the prey completely alive.
Zhang Zicheng frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy about this situation.
At first, he originally doubted whether it was caused by the players he selected.
Although players have no way to transfer low-dimensional cultivation spells to high dimensions, if there is really no benefit, these players will not be so happy to seek a way out in the world of cultivation.
That is martial arts as a substitute for cultivation spells, and they can really learn it.
The martial arts here does not refer to combat skills...but the real method of transferring Qi and blood.
Although there is no aura in high dimensions, the most important driving force for transporting qi and blood is also missing. But when these players practice in low dimensions with their own low-dimensional bodies, a small number of nerves will be deceived and hypnotized, and they will really start to take action...
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With the initial impetus, the subsequent training, even if it is difficult, is a matter of course. Therefore, if there are powerful criminals, those players who learn martial arts in low dimensions are the most likely candidates.
However...they carried millstones to kill people and entered the forest to eat wild boars alive.
This kind of thing is something that Zhang Zicheng personally selected would never be able to do.
Even if it can be done, Zhang Zicheng has already implanted super white blood cells in everyone's body, and the positions of all of them are under his control. Recently, all the players live in the county, and absolutely no one has entered the forest.<
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"Who is he?"
Zhang Zicheng couldn't help but frown. As the person with the most extraordinary power and intelligence in reality, everyone would subconsciously maintain their intelligence dominance. Ordinary people may be accustomed to unknown intelligence, but for those with high intelligence positions, it is not possible.
Enduring the fog of the battlefield.
We must find this person and find out his origin.
Zhang Zicheng made up his mind, but he did not expect that the reality that he originally thought would be peaceful forever would have such supernatural changes.
"No... Ever since I communicated with the system and learned that there are aliens, reality seems not to be as peaceful as it seems."
Zhang Zicheng shook his head helplessly, then stood up, took out two dragonfly drones from his arms, and let them fly.
Of course he made many, otherwise how could Zhang Zicheng monitor so many players?
And with the system as a mid-range assistant, Zhang Zicheng does not need to personally operate each Dragonfly drone, he only needs to continue to use spiritual energy to provide power.
While Zhang Zicheng was monitoring the information exchanged by the police, he used several Dragonfly drones to conduct an all-round search of the entire hill at different altitudes, including bird's-eye view and low-altitude search.
This kind of efficiency is naturally much better than that of county police who are still using manpower... Although the country does have satellite monitoring technology and drones and other high technologies, those are not resources that a group of county police can mobilize. p>
It took almost less than two hours for Zhang Zicheng to discover a suspicious figure by a stream more than 30 kilometers away from here.