Du Lan invited the gunsmith to the tea room to discuss the current situation with his old friend alone.
Jiang Xueming: “So you became employees of WHO?”
Duran: "Yes, I used to follow you and do some odd jobs."
Jiang Xueming: "Behind me?"
Dulan explained: "The Anonymous's conquest of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult will bring about many other small problems, such as how the common people will accept the new consuls, and various places that originally relied on the human flesh business to support their economies will now have to change their appearance.
Start over - the city’s guts have been dug out, and new ones have to be replaced.”
Give the gunsmith some tea, Duran continued.
"Flavia and I are following you. Where is your mission? The militia organization we were in at that time will come to the war zone in advance to set up a lookout and be ready to provide support at any time. If the mission of the Anonymous Doe is successfully completed, our militia will
The task of the organization has just begun - it is to go door to door to check household registration, be careful of the gangsters hiding among good people, and completely hand over the task of public security warfare to teammates who catch up later, so that they can continue to pursue you."
Gunsmith: "It seems you have fought a lot of battles."
"It's not hard." Dulan smiled and shook his head: "Compared to our work, I think you are the incredible guy."
She held her chin up and recalled her time as a militiaman during her sentence in the past few years. At that time, Flavia had not yet been affected by Mr. Victor's soul power. They needed to maintain the combat effectiveness of the soul power, use their psychic powers to become combat units, and help Ao Ao.
Ruthless Mingde cleared up the tumor and regained the lost ground.
For Dulan's militia organization, the anonymous people galloping on the front line can bring her a new shock every time - she crosses the ruins of the city and searches for the enemy's corpses in the streets and alleys filled with rivers of blood. She can always see them.
Find some weird "arts".
Towers of human heads can be seen everywhere, and corpses of cultists pile up in mountains.
Disaster beasts, psykers who participate in the Holy Cult, and blood granting units, most of these things die in strange ways, making it difficult to figure out how they died.
The Anonymous is like a strong wind that comes and goes without a trace. It blows through Platform Zero, causing a serious disease in the local towns and villages. If the business that the residents rely on for a living is inseparable from the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult, psychic energy
If a person becomes the leader of a pyramid scheme or cult together with ordinary people, then the scene will be even more bloody.
Every time Du Lan arrives at a new battle point, Wu Ming Doe has already left. She can only use White Snake's special spiritual power to guess what happened before when cleaning the battlefield. When she feels the battle process of Wu Ming Doe immersively
, a strong fear arose in my heart.
As a blood-granting body, she was once a member of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult. When these cult members turned into all kinds of weird flesh and blood, she would be frightened involuntarily.
If the two sisters have this opportunity, I'm afraid they will also become the heads of Anonymous Doe's men - no, I'm afraid they won't even be able to keep their heads.
"After returning from the front line, my work has become much easier." When Duran picked up the cup, her muscles involuntarily tightened, her fingers trembled unnaturally, and she slowly held the cup. It could be seen that she was facing the gunsmith.
was very scared - just like the fear that FE204863 once brought to her.
Only this time, the little devil on the plane has turned into a big devil.
Jiang Xueming: "Are you nervous?"
Du Lan lowered his eyebrows and looked a little embarrassed: "It's true... you slaughtered too many animals, and there was always a strange spiritual pressure emitting from your body. It used to be just a little bit - like a cold knife, light
Even when we look into each other's eyes, I feel like my face is about to be scratched, and now it feels like a tiger's head being guillotined. My throat starts to feel itchy, and my body is out of control. It wants to urge me to wash my neck and offer my head."
Jiang Xueming: "How about I go out for a while?"
Du Lan nodded quickly. She couldn't be in the same room with the gunsmith. When the gunsmith left, she gasped for air. Cold sweat broke out from her forehead. Snot and tears couldn't stop flowing out.
She could hardly restrain her inner fear and was dominated by fear. Even FE204863 did not have this ability - just by being in close contact, her blood-granted body began to warn her frantically, asking her to leave this man immediately.
Jiang Xueming hugged the door, his posture was a bit innocent and cute, and shouted towards the door.
"Is everything okay?"
Du Lan held up a tissue and wiped away the snot and tears on his face. He sobbed and shook his head and replied: "It's okay...It's okay. I'm allergic."
Her neck and arms were red and pink. Under the stimulation of this extreme emotion, the Vita brand and the holy blood gradually became unbalanced. Her eyes had turned into blue-yellow snake eyes, and tiny holes appeared on her neck and collarbone.
The horny scales returned to human form after a while.
After a few minutes, Dulan finally strengthened his will and cursed loudly.
"Don't your friends who live with you feel it? Damn it, your spiritual pressure is too terrifying, at least restrain it a little!"
Jiang Xueming thought for a while and explained calmly.
"I thought so at first. As the mission progressed and more and more enemies died in my hands, my inspiration pressure gradually changed - it became more and more aggressive."
"I found that this kind of spiritual pressure didn't seem to have much impact on Homo sapiens, so I never paid attention to it. The efficiency of locating the enemy would be reduced, but it would not change the situation of the battle."
"Later, Brother Jason received the blood of the Wolf Mother. He became lapis lazuli and returned to the team. When we had dinner together, he vomited on the spot - only then did I realize that there was something wrong with the spiritual pressure in my body."
"It seems that part of the essence of the BOSS is causing trouble. The enemies I killed became curses. These evil spirits followed me, warning other companions not to come close to me, and also protecting me."
Xueming changed the subject——
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "——As long as I am at home, I don’t need to turn on the air conditioner, and the temperature will automatically drop by two or three degrees. The mosquitoes and cockroaches in the house are basically extinct. The three children of the wolf mother have met
I turned around and ran away, calling them to stop, and my ears retracted involuntarily, which made the dogs feel disgusted."
Duran was very curious: "Have you ever tried to control this pressure of inspiration?"
"Of course I have tried it. After all, this kind of spiritual pressure will affect the efficiency of killing enemies. It will take me more time to get closer to the mission target." The gunsmith answered truthfully: "I also succeeded. I can hide the characteristics of spiritual pressure.
.But then it failed again.”
Duran: "Failed?"
Gunsmith: "No way, it's like a gas tank. You can compress the gases and turn them into liquids, but when the liquid is full, it will naturally overflow."
Dulan opened his mouth slightly——
——It was hard for her to imagine how many people were going to be killed by what [overflowed] from the gunsmith's mouth.
"I started fishing and tried to slow down myself." The gunsmith said while drinking tea: "Let my mind become peaceful. After the war is over, sleep an extra hour every day to feel the beauty of life and slowly appreciate life.
"
Duran: "Then what? Is it effective?"
"You can still speak normally now, which is the best result." Jiang Xueming replied seriously.
After a long time, Dulan didn't say a word.
She didn't know if Jiang Xueming was just trying to show off, because it sounded too outrageous.
Just relying on spiritual pressure can make her red morpho lose her will to fight and lose her ability to speak? What kind of terrifying existence is that? Kill her instantly with just one look?
But the gunsmith didn't think so -
——He only felt that the tide of spiritual energy spilling out was very unnecessary.
This kind of seemingly awesome [Exposed Dominance] is of no use in Shinto City. [Miller's Mimicry] has no effect on these iron lumps. It will only frighten the difficult brats into fainting and kill those who care about their lives.
The devil scares away.
"Hehe...hehehe..." Dulan said with a smile: "Then I won't disturb your vacation?"
Jiang Xueming: "There's nothing else to talk about, right?"
Dulan was eager to send this murderous god away quickly, and said quickly: "Yeah! Yes!"
Jiang Xueming: "The coach also wants to ask you for some chocolates."
"Uh..." When talking about the supplements, Dulan looked embarrassed: "There is still some stock, but not much left. I can give you the last eleven samples. If you eat them all, they will be gone."
Jiang Xueming asked curiously: "Is it a new product?"
Dulan nodded and began to talk about the business: "Yes, this kind of dessert that supplements two kinds of essence at the same time is mainly for the high-end market. If you want them to exert their medicinal properties at the same time and completely blend them together, you need the help of Flavia's soul.
"
"If my memory is correct..." Jiang Xueming murmured: "The special ability of [Twilight Zone·Twilight Zone] is to produce toxins? How can it be used to process food?"
"The toxin released by Flavia's [Twilight Zone·Twilight Zone] is a very special protein - have you heard of a saying?" Duran explained patiently: "Snake venom is very important to medicine.
It is a very precious experimental material. It is precisely because our psychic powers have scientific research value and can benefit mankind that we have a chance to survive."
"[Twilight Zone·The Twilight Zone] can change the structure of proteins. The former ruthless Princess Sissi spit out a spit, and as long as it is stained with blood, enters a wound, or enters the human mucosa, that person will not live long."
"Now she is just a little nurse who likes to blow sugar. She can make many candy cubes with different effects - BOSS specially commissioned Ling Weng to make a piece of pyroxene jewelry for her. She is a serious green stone person.
Legal citizens in the station system."
The gunsmith clapped his hands and said, "Congratulations."
After bidding farewell to the two sisters, the Fairy Tale Kingdom once again received supplements from its sponsor, Big Daddy, from every functional department up and down—
——In addition to wine-filled chocolates and elixirs, the coaching team will have more funds to rent training venues. The logistics craftsman group will receive purchased weapons, leather goods, and armor equipment.
Duran knew the gunsmith's ability, so he did not directly buy ready-made military products for the players like other clubs. The city competition adopts live ammunition rules and is a duel environment with real swords and guns. The weapons and equipment made by the gunsmith are better than those from the weapons company.
The product is much easier to use.
Durant wrote a letter of thanks to the gunsmith and sent it to the temporary venue in Fairy Tale Kingdom along with the supplies.
The wording of the thank-you letter is elegant and tactful, affectionate and touching. The content of the thank-you letter is basically a brief description of the previous situation and the fate of the gunsmith. I have not repaid the life-saving grace to Mr. Victor, and it will take some time to repay it.
After all, this great immortal writer can afford to wait for his own sins.
Finally the gunsmith saw blanks and iron bars, common and precious metals, and a basket of stoves.
He looked at the word "Benefactor" on the thank you letter again and again——
——I also heard Xiao Shasha from the coaching team next door counting money and cheering.
The world is uneven and patchwork.
Dulan gave his "benefactor" a lot of overtime.
...
...
At this moment, on the other side of District 41.
The knockout round between Zebra Power and Amethyst is about to come to an end. The round is based on a BO3 format. The team that wins two games first will be able to advance smoothly and go to the capital to compete for regional representatives.
This is Amethyst's last chance. The obstacle in front of Foego Sebastian is the zebra-powered four-shaped iron barrel array. Leave the breakthrough hand in the second array to fight a war of attrition with the enemy. This is the zebra
Common tactics used by the Power Team.
The score was tied at one to one, and the situation on the field was very tense. After two rounds of competition, the players from both sides had their own wins and losses.
"The battle environment for the second round is not friendly to the players." Li Zhiwen was still active in the commentary box, and during the halftime break, he reported the basic situation to the audience: "The mental pressure on the young men will be increasing. Who knows?"
I don’t want to lose any small points.”
Klein then added: "The total cumulative fighting time in the first two games has exceeded forty minutes, and the time to maintain concentration is six minutes and thirteen seconds - I think both teams have to consider changing their personnel configuration.
The soldiers are exhausted, and if there are no suitable supplies, the third game may drag on even longer."
"Teacher Ke is right." Li Zhiwen continued: "Even if you win this kind of protracted battle, you won't have time to recover. If you want to become the top pick in District 41, you must first ask the tigers and leopards in other divisions if they agree.
.”
Off the field, Foego Sebastian closed his eyes tightly. Sustained strenuous exercise and rapid rehydration would cause him to start to swell.
"We have encountered a tough problem. It seems that our luck is not very good this year..." Toussaint murmured with a solemn expression: "Young man, maybe we can only go so far."
"Coach!" Foego shouted with his last breath: "What the hell are you talking about! Is this also a morale tool? It annoys me! It's useless!"
Toussaint pursed his lips and smiled helplessly, "This is not a morale tool, Foego, look at the other teammates."
Foego Sebastian followed and looked over——
——Captain Tamiya lay on his back on the iron plate of the water tank to dissipate heat.
The doctor and Wolf Spider supported each other, holding electrolyte drinks in their hands, but they did not dare to take a big sip for fear that their bodies would collapse and become incapacitated at the moment of rehydration.
The situation of the support gauntlet is the worst. Facing the zebra-powered four-one ground formation, the third position in the team has to fight against four enemies at the same time, trying every means to link up and support and protect other teammates.
Zebra Dynamics gave up the practice of having rooms on the central podium, which made the entire battle process stinky and long. The battlefield changed back and forth between lanes and roads and sandy swamps, and the flat shooting range made it difficult for Amethyst to use its hands and feet.
The biggest advantages of the Zebra Power team members are endurance, speed and close combat. They can give up the high point view of the red tower and fight positional warfare with Amethyst, who is good at three-dimensional combat.
If Amethyst were to engage in battle, there would be no possibility of retreat and no chance to regroup.
Children who have watched the competition in Daji Township all know that once the athletes whose brand is endorsed by the power engine start running, they can decide where to start the race and gradually consume the patience and physical strength of their opponents through the long endurance race chasing process.
After one round with Zebra Power, there will be an endless second round and a third round.
The four-formation formation is not appropriate or accurate enough to describe this group of very capable men. The sentinels in the team also have a fighting style of health and eye protection. After receiving the information, they are very likely to return to the formation and form a five-person group.
situation.
This is a strong team that specializes in cutting off the back row, destroying attackers, doctors and support guards, and has the goal of breaking three fingers of the enemy with the combined efforts of five people.
Zebra Dynamics has strictly implemented this tactic in the first two games. This is the style of play they are best at. Most of the bad captains exist in the second array. As long as the captain is eliminated, the voice will be offline at the moment
, the entire team will collapse.
Amethyst won the first game, just because the map of Red Tower was not friendly to Zebra Power——
——It is a terrain where the competition is high, and Zebra Power gives up the high point from the beginning.
These running men passively avoided the fight. After more than 20 minutes, when Amethyst took the initiative to win, coach Toussaint realized that the situation was not good.
In the first game, the team members exhausted too much energy. They had to catch up with these opponents who were running away and quickly gathering together. For Amethyst, it was uncomfortable to lose and aggrieved to win.
During the house grabbing process at the beginning of the second game, Zebra was still faster than Amethyst. Even if the five of them marched from the ground together, they could still go all the way up through the prayer hall of the Red Tower. At this time, Toussaint realized that the defeat was over.
Certainly.
Do you want to be on the bench? At such a critical moment, can the substitute really carry the banner?
The answer is obvious. No one can be substituted in any life-or-death game. In the eyes of the Amethyst players, the fire of fighting has not been extinguished. They have the fighting spirit and want to continue fighting. But these young men may not realize that their bodies can't bear it.
.
On the other side of the field, in the Zebra Power team's lounge.
Marley Perrault clasped his hands anxiously, his skin all over was red, and hot smoke was coming out after strenuous exercise.
Most of his other teammates don't have such a good body like him——
——The sentry is a famous long-distance runner on the marching mileage list. In order to obtain information in an isolated and helpless environment, the sentry of the Zebra Power Team does not need shooting skills or strength, but he must be able to run.
The sentry was about to take a break, so he asked the coach to put the ice pack on the ground, and he lay on the ice pack to cool down and rest.
The others were not much better. They held their breath and responded sparsely to the head coach's shouts.
Only Mari Perrault was still sitting. He did not lay down his body or let his heart rest, because this blood-endowed body was almost beyond his imagination and gave him talents that were difficult for ordinary people to understand.
"Boy! I really didn't make a mistake!" The head coach slapped Marley Perreault on the shoulder: "You, the substitute, have become a surprise player! I really didn't expect it! You don't seem to have much fat on your body, but your physical fitness is
so good!"
Marley Perrault had a complicated expression and responded: "Well..."
"We have no other way to trap Amethyst! Under the restrictions of the Hongta map, we can only run! Keep running!" the head coach said impassionedly: "Be faster than them, run further than them,
Quickly occupying the central road from the activity area, they are no longer able to do it."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The consumption of physical energy will make their aiming accuracy decrease, and their spiritual energy will become weaker and weaker."
"The advantage of the view from the roof of the housing area will gradually become less important. Instead, it will return to the primitive and barbaric endurance competition, involving close-range gunfights."
"Whoever has the upper hand in this duel will win."
After saying these few words, the head coach just left——
——The Eye of the Storm followed closely, his palms squirming, and he opened a blood-red eye.
Marley: "What are you going to say? I still have three minutes to rest..."
Eye of the Storm: "How do you feel? How do you feel?"
Marley: "..."
Eye of the Storm: "Listen, listen carefully, the audience is cheering for you, you are the focus of the audience, the star of tomorrow who will kill Amethyst - you are a dark horse, a genius boy who jumped out of the cracks in the stone.
"
Marley: "I do things for you just for my brother."
"Hahahaha! Hahahahahaha!" Storm Eye laughed: "At first we will find a noble reason for ourselves and a high-sounding excuse, but we can't deceive ourselves - Marley Perot, you must be very
Are you happy?"
Marley was speechless. He heard the cheers on the field. During the intermission, the video of the previous game was repeatedly played on the big screen. The picture stayed at the moment when the Zebra Power team gathered around and captured the Amethyst second team.
He looked at the largest screen in the Blue Eagle Arena and saw Marley Perrault sweating over the barriers in the room, jumping and running to shoot the gun - looking at himself.
At the same time, the black and white striped flags of the Zebra Power Team emerged from the sea of people, and people were calling his name.
At this time, Boy Marley was almost succumbing to this feeling. He licked his lips nervously, a little panicked.
"I want you to calm down, Marley."
The eye of the storm poured cold water on this inexperienced young man, and there were words in his words that were profound.
"The audience in the Colosseum in ancient Rome would also shout such enthusiastic roars when they saw wild beasts fighting with humans - in their eyes, you are a war beast."
"Think of your brother, think of Groba Perrault."
"He is looking at you. He is proud of you. He will definitely treat you as a human being and a brave and fearless brother, not a war beast."
Marley curled his lips, looked arrogant, and talked to the monster inside him.
"I don't care, I just want this kid to be safe."
The eye of the storm became more excited and happier.