Xiao Fei straightened her tone, suppressed the interest of her two companions in discussing the number of times, and said: "I just got the news that something happened near the factory area. It was said that seventeen people died yesterday. The police are here today to investigate the case."
Hu Huan was stunned for a moment and asked casually: "What does this have to do with us?"
Xiao Fei was a little hesitant, but still said firmly: "I suspect it has something to do with that small world, and I want to report its existence."
"What if something dangerous escapes there and we don't report the situation? I feel guilty about it, so I'm here to discuss it with you. We'll go to the police station in the afternoon."
Hu Huan disagreed. Strange monsters rarely left the closed area. The smaller the closed area, the less powerful it was to corrode the real world. He didn't think anything could escape from there.
Now that the spiritual energy tide has dropped, it is no longer the time when the closed areas were connected together a few days ago.
Hu Huan also suspected that the Qianlong Army had not been cleared away completely, and the alien monsters that escaped some time ago were wandering around here. He decided to call Yan Lingse after school later to ask.
Hu Huan was transferred to the Qianlong Army's Beijing headquarters and was directly under the jurisdiction of Yan Lingse. The superiors also felt that he and Yan Lingse had a master-disciple relationship after all, and it was relatively easy to communicate.
Yan Lingse... is also a high-ranking member of the Hidden Dragon Army after all. As one of the three fourth-order members, his status is high enough.
Xiao Fei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw no one objected. Although she knew she had done nothing wrong, there was a big difference between bearing the pressure alone and bearing the pressure with her friends.
After all, Xiao Fei is just a sophomore female student in high school.
Hu Huan looked at the time and it was almost time to read. He stood up. Just as he was about to leave, Xiao Fei stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Teach us martial arts."
Hu Huan said helplessly: "No problem, come to my house after school in the evening."
Xiao Fei then let Hu Huan go with a smile.
Hu Huan was still a little worried about the incident in the small closed area. He took advantage of his lunch break to sneak out of the campus. He first called Yan Lingse, then activated the Nightmare Weaver to escape underground and went straight to the incident.
Go to the location.
It was broad daylight, and there was a busy area near the school. Hu Huan did not dare to use the three-way train, as it would attract too much attention.
Recently, the Qianlong Army's memory cleaning department has been busy dealing with the invasion of alien monsters, and Hu Huan doesn't want to add any more work to these colleagues.
Moreover, the place where the incident occurred is not far away. There is enough time for a lunch break, and there is no need to fly there. The Nightmare Weaver's escape speed is not slow either.
Hu Huan got out of the ground in the small printing shop. He sensed it for a while and found that there were no police here. They must have checked the scene and everyone had gone back.
Then, he suddenly felt something was wrong, because when he came yesterday, the yard of the factory was still overgrown with weeds, but now all the weeds were dead.
Hu Huan frowned, stretched out his hand and pressed the ground, and checked with a few of the sequence soldier's heavenly acting skills.
On this land, there is a very strange spiritual power fluctuation remnant. This spiritual power fluctuation is so special that even Hu Huan has never seen it.
"It's a bit like... a nightmare, but one level higher than a nightmare! It's definitely not Mostima, nor Ma Chengwu, nor the old friends of the Soul Sect."
"It's slightly different from the spiritual power cultivated by the Nether God Method. I can't say how different it is. Maybe it's not as complicated as the Nether God Method, but it has a very extreme violent spirit."
Hu Huan didn't know that after they left yesterday, that scorched old man rushed out of the Shadow of All Things. He didn't feel how powerful that thing was yesterday.
At that time, he wanted to send the opponent away with a spiritual light cannon.
Hu Huan walked around the factory area for a while, but couldn't find any clues. He decided to enter the closed area to take a look.
Hu Huan was still thinking about the scorched old man from yesterday. He always felt that the thing was a bit weird, so he decided to sink in and blast it regardless of what it was.
Hu Huan changed to the three-way train that he was more accustomed to. With a sway of his body, the Void Fire rose up, and he escaped directly into the shadow of all things.
This time, he pulled out the gun and started patrolling this closed area.
What surprised Hu Huan was that this closed area was very small and almost no alien monsters were born. He just encountered a group of hyena-like alien monsters, which he killed casually, and he never encountered other troubles again.
After killing these hyena-like alien monsters, Hu Huan also found that this closed area was slowly shrinking. Although the shrinkage was not fast, at this rate, Hu Huan calculated that it would only take half a year at most, and this place would be completely destroyed.
disappear.
Hu Huan turned around a few more times, and suddenly he was startled and shouted: "No! It's that thing that killed the person."
The closed area can corrode the real world, mostly because the local spiritual energy is particularly strong, and the second reason is that alien monsters inhabit it.
Occasionally, when a powerful monster appears, the closed area will expand. For example, the No. 17 closed area in Hu Huan's hometown was out of control because of the appearance of the Blood Coral King Snake.
Later, Linghuyin came over and killed the blood coral king snake, and the closed area on No. 17 was restored to its original appearance.
There were only a group of hyena-like low-level alien monsters here, and after Hu Huan killed them, the enclosed area was shrinking, which could only mean one thing. The old man with a scorched body that he saw yesterday was no longer here.
Of course Hu Huan understood what this meant, it was that old guy who went out to kill someone.
Hu Huan really didn't expect it to be able to leave the shadow of all things and leave the closed area, and suddenly his forehead was dripping with sweat.
He no longer paid attention to the closed area, turned around and left the Shadow of All Things, found a public phone and called Yan Lingse.
Yan Lingse picked up the phone and heard Hu Huan's voice. The teacher's first reaction was, should he change his body first?
Hu Huan explained in detail what he had encountered, the old man with a scorched body, and the small enclosed area.
He said to Yan Lingse: "Teacher, it was my inconsideration. I never thought that that thing could leave the closed area, which led to the loss of life here. I am willing to accept any punishment, but please send someone to help me quickly."
It wasn't that Hu Huan couldn't kill the old man with his whole body scorched, but he had to find that thing first. He wasn't particularly professional at this, and his husband, Fox, needed help.
Yan Lingse stretched out her hand and rubbed the center of her brow, and said: "I haven't seen any record of this kind of strange monster in any files. I will send someone there as soon as possible, but now I can't remove the third level..."
Hu Huan said decisively: "In terms of combat, I can do it alone. I just need a trace expert or a tracking expert to help me find that thing."
Yan Lingse rubbed the center of her brows again, suddenly feeling a headache. She even knew why Hu Huan was so confident. This kid could even kill Coulette, and it was just a suspected third-level alien monster. It was really not a big deal.
Although Yan Lingse didn't know why Hu Huan was so fierce because the Qianlong Army warrior family had the most professionals.
She hung up the phone and gave an order. Not long after, a friendly young man with a smile walked into the office. He was dressed in military uniform and was very neat and tidy.
Yan Lingse explained what had happened, and then explained: "You are not a combatant. If you encounter danger, let Shangluo deal with it."
The soldier was a little skeptical, but the military order was so strong that he couldn't question it. He gave a military salute and turned around and left Yan Lingse's office.
Hu Huan "sacrificed". Although it was only half a month before Class 25 graduated, Yan Lingse still resigned and Qianlongjun replaced him.
Yan Lingse returned to the military region and was specifically responsible for cleaning up the alien monsters in the capital. Although there are not many alien monsters living in the world now, there are still some that have slipped through the net.
Moreover, the alien monsters in the closed area also need to be cleaned regularly to prevent the number of alien monsters from increasing and the closed area getting out of control.
This job is quite arduous, but for Yan Lingse, it is really easier than being the class teacher for Hu Huan.
The young soldier left the military area, drove an old-fashioned Beijing jeep, and drove all the way. When he arrived near the printing factory, Hu Huan was already impatient, thinking that he was already absent from class.
Hu Huan thought that he could take care of this matter during his lunch break.
The two met in the agreed small alley, and Hu Huan introduced himself straightforwardly: "Shangluo, a second-level soldier! He was originally out of town and was transferred back this year."
Although Hu Huan's reputation is not small, most of it is spread among foreign professionals, and all his original information and photos have been destroyed.
This soldier had never seen Hu Huan before and could not recognize him. He smiled slightly and said: "Pelinger, a second-level Sky Eye Master of the natural family lineage, has rich combat experience and will not hold back."
Although Peilinge is also at the second level, he is not a combatant, and his own abilities are not good at combat, although he actually doesn't think so.
Peringer is versatile in fighting, is a famous sharpshooter in the team, and is good at driving. He really doesn't think he is any worse than ordinary second-level superpowers, so he specifically mentioned that he will not be held back.
Peilinge felt that he and Shangluo were both young people, so he secretly started to compare.
Hu Huan smiled slightly and said: "This monster doesn't look like a strange monster, and I can't tell what it is. Once we encounter it, I'll be on guard against high blood pressure and attack it first, and then you can look for opportunities for reinforcements."
Husband Fox is good at talking, but he doesn’t want to compete with Peilinger. How degenerate must Hu Huan be to become competitive with such a young person?
So he first put forward his own advantages and stated that he would be on the front line to protect his comrades, and then suggested that Peilinger look for opportunities to reinforce him. He also regarded him as a combatant and had no intention of looking down on him.
As expected, Pei Linge's favorable impression of Hu Huan greatly increased, and he smiled and said: "Although I am not a combat oriented person, I have worked hard on general skills such as aura bombs for a while. I can definitely help him in emergencies."
Hu Huan laughed and said: "What a coincidence, I have also put in a lot of hard work on the spiritual bullets, and people always say that this ability is useless. The low-level ones are not as convenient as bullets. Everyone can do the high-level ones, so it is not surprising."
This sentence made Pei Linge feel more sympathetic, and he said with a smile: "It's not that I can't help it. The natural family is a celestial eye master, so I really have no fighting ability. I don't want to drag down my comrades, so I put more effort into small skills."
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Hu Huan asked: "Would you like to go have a meal?"
Peilinger shook his head and said: "I brought some compressed biscuits, let's just take a bite and start working now."
"That thing killed so many people. If we delay for a while, innocent people may lose their lives."
Hu Huan was also convinced. The two of them got into the Beijing jeep driven by Peilinge. Peilinge pressed his eyebrows and opened his eyes at full power.
Hu Huan is also proficient in the Heavenly Eye Technique, but because it is a zero-level Heavenly Acting Technique, it is fine for temporary use, but far behind in formal situations.
He does not envy those who possess the Heavenly Eye Technique, and he has never planned to change his path. Although the Heavenly Eye Technique is capable of all kinds of techniques, it is never as secure as the Original Void Technique in making the old fox feel at ease.
Hu Huan has recently discovered the conditions for promotion of the original virtual magic. He is now a first-level magician. As long as he learns thirty-six magic tricks and successfully performs them in public, he can be promoted to a second-level papyrus artist.
If it is someone else, they still have to learn one by one. Although they have all the conditions to become a magician to perform these magic tricks, they still need to know the principles of these tricks and practice a lot.
But Hu Huan successfully advanced to the third level with the help of the original virtual method in his last life. All the tricks and magic in this world are not secrets to him.
In other words, Hu Huan now only has to perform successfully in public.
It's just that this kind of "successful performance" has many subtle conditions. You can't just lay out a white cloth on a street and perform for passers-by and it will be considered a success.
Hu Huan hasn't figured it out yet, but he will practice it occasionally.
Peilinger tried hard to find the old man who was all scorched and withered, while Hu Huan practiced tricks casually, making infinite changes to a deck of cards.
He really wants to know which opportunity can achieve the condition of successfully performing in front of the public.
Hu Huan sat in the car for a while, then got out of the jeep to get some air, and while observing every pedestrian passing by, he deliberately changed the cards back and forth.
But no one paid attention to his performance, and Hu Huan never felt that he had a chance to succeed in his performance.
Just when my husband Fox was thinking about when he would become a papyrus master and whether Peilinge could find that thing, he suddenly heard a clear voice shouting: "Shangluo!"
Hu Huan looked up and saw that it was Xiao Fei and Li Tong. Yun Ruoruo was not there, so he must still be in class. He couldn't help but ask, "Why did you skip class again?"
Xiao Fei couldn't help shouting: "Didn't you skip class?"
"Why did you even get a car?"
Hu Huan was about to explain when he heard a more familiar, clearer, and somewhat melodious voice shouting: "Hu..."
"Wrong! Shangluo, it's me!"
Then a soft and fragrant body jumped into his words. Xiao Fei and Li Tong next to them covered their mouths in surprise.
While Hu Huan tried hard to pull Bai Nishang off his body, he wanted to explain that he was actually...
He didn't know how to explain it.
At this moment, another voice shouted with a hint of smile: "Shangluo!"
Hu Huan knew who was coming without looking back. The voice was so familiar.
Husband Fox’s third social death has come.
In the Shura field of life, one visit is less than one.