Among the high-rise buildings, the howling wind stirred up the dense rain, and it sounded like someone was laughing.
One of the roads in the capital was blocked by armed police for several kilometers.
On both sides of the blocked road, thousands of people held dark umbrellas, solemn and silent.
Black armored vehicles drove slowly past.
Like stars over the moon, in the center of the convoy, there is a dark coffin placed on the roof of one of the armored vehicles.
The convoy was moving very slowly.
Behind the motorcade, there was a long line of people, old and young, wearing the same white ancient robes, without umbrellas, silently soaking in the rain, performing some kind of ceremony.
Zhu Tianzong, with an indifferent expression and dull eyes, walked in front of the funeral procession. Behind him were a total of 108 people from the Zhu family.
Behind him, he carried a sword.
Originally, evil things like weapons were not allowed to appear in this kind of funeral ceremony. But Zhu Tianzong insisted on this.
After the Zhu family's funeral procession, Yu Meng, Zhao Yulong, and several other elite members of the special group followed the convoy and the Zhu family's procession to maintain order at the scene.
"He probably won't show up."
There was silence all the way. Zhao Yulong held up a dark umbrella and broke the silence.
"Won't."
Yu Meng shook her head. Her face was wrapped in thick gauze, and the gauze was stained with dried blood.
"More than ten days have passed. If he comes, he should have come long ago."
Having said that.
But Yu Meng's whole mind was tense and she didn't dare to relax.
She looked behind her from time to time, fearing that a blood-red knife would stick out from nowhere.
From that day on, Yu Meng never slept peacefully.
She didn't dare.
As Yi Lin said, with his current strength, he could come behind Yu Meng at any time if he wanted to, stretch out the knife and cut Yu Meng's throat.
Zhao Yulong saw the fatigue and fear in Yu Meng's eyes. He could not see that Yu Meng's calmness was deliberately for others to see. Since that incident, many people in the special group have left. As for why
If you know how to leave, there is no need to explain the reasons.
Because Mo Renni is no longer there.
"Do you hate me?"
Yu Meng saw Zhao Yulong silently looking at the funeral procession in front of him, embarrassed and speechless, so he suddenly asked.
"...Hate, I can't say it. It's just that I don't understand why it has developed to this point."
"Do you still remember that 'GM' once told us that as the number of apostles increases and their levels increase, within three years, there will be an unprecedented disaster sweeping the world."
"Remember."
"……never mind."
Yu Mengben wanted to say something else.
But Zhao Yulong's tone made her don't know how to say it.
"By the way, Marquis Lu, is he feeling better now?"
"Still alive." Yu Meng removed the umbrella and looked at the rain clouds in the sky. He couldn't tell the joy or sorrow in his tone: "His third, fourth, and fifth cervical vertebrae suffered comminuted fractures and severe contusion of the cervical spinal cord. He is currently at a high level.
He is in a state of paraplegia and respiratory failure, but using a ventilator and medicine can temporarily save his life. However, with the current medical level, it is impossible to treat him as a 'human'."
"He may not be willing to become a 'reformer'."
"yes……"
Zhao Yulong frowned: "Moreover, this technology was snatched from several branches of the 'Evangelical Society'. Some of it is obviously beyond our due technological level, and we haven't been able to fully understand it... The risk is too high
Big."
"Forget it." Yu Meng was not so mad as to transform Lu Hou into a semi-mechanical life. After a moment of silence, Yu Meng did not want to say anything more on this topic: "We can only wait until he enters the other world for trials. At that time, a lot of points were spent to repair the injury."
"Um."
After talking about the above topics, the two fell into silence again.
The funeral ceremony went smoothly and no one disturbed me.
The headless corpse of Emperor Zhu Chong was sent all the way to the Zhu family's ancestral residence.
That house seemed much deserted after the death of Emperor Zhu Chong.
After the coffin was placed in the Zhu family mourning hall, Yu Liexin, Ying Xia, Zhao Taiqian, and Li Kai arrived at the Zhu family one after another.
After each of them observed a moment of silence, they left one after another.
There were no farewell words or tears. He was as indifferent as a stranger leaving this world.
When leaving Zhu's house, Li Kai stopped when he passed by Zhao Yulong and Yu Meng.
"I heard about the aftermath of that incident."
Li Kai smiled slightly: "Thank you for your care and education of the dog during this short period of time. But next, my dog will be busy with wedding arrangements, so he will withdraw from the special group first."
On the surface, Li Kai was talking about Li Erpang's withdrawal from the special group, such a seemingly simple matter.
But in fact, it shows his attitude and position.
He put Li Erpang into the special group because he had no enemies.
Now that Mo Renni is gone, there is no need for Li Erpang to stay in the special group.
With the death of Emperor Zhu Chong and the departure of Mo Rendi, the country's superstructure may appear to be calm on the surface, but there are hidden waves on the inside.
No one knows what the situation will be like next.
Originally this was a very serious matter.
But when Li Kai used "Li Erpang's big wedding" as a tactful excuse, Zhao Yulong thought of the scene where Li Erpang and Su Xiaosu stood together and paid homage to each other, and inexplicably wanted to laugh and cry.
"congratulations."
After holding it in for a while, Zhao Yulong's mouth twitched, he cupped his hands and said only these two words.
"Keep everything simple and don't invite outsiders. Goodbye."
Li Kai took a few steps, turned back, and sighed softly:
"You should be lucky that Mo Rendi is not dead."
Zhao Yulong: "..."
Yu Meng: "..."
After Li Kai left, Yu Meng's eyes flickered under the thick gauze.
She did not stay in the solemn Zhu's house any longer, and turned around to leave in the rain. The dark umbrella flew high into the sky with a gust of wind.
Zhao Yulong hesitated for a moment and then chased after him.
"Xiao Meng, you..."
Yu Meng interrupted Zhao Yulong: "Hunting for 'qualifications' is a general trend and no one can stop it."
"No, I want to ask..." Zhao Yulong shook his head slightly: "Is your next trial postponed?"
Yu Meng stopped, frowned slightly, and said in surprise: "You too?"
"I always feel like something is wrong. The time for me to enter the next trial has already passed."
"..."
…
Postponed!
In the Apostle Forum, panic began to appear.
It was originally going well, and the frequency of trials was as regular as that of a great aunt, but it suddenly stopped.
More and more people are posting requests for help on the apostle forum.
【What should I do if I can’t come to the trial?】
【I have postponed it for ten days!】
【It’s time for you to take a pregnancy test!】
[Don’t be kidding, many people have postponed it! What’s going on? 】
【Could it be...that the tower is going to be gone?】
[You said you don’t have a tower and can’t look at the whole telescope yourself? Are you stupid? Brain is a good thing, but it’s a pity you don’t have it! 】
[Don’t be so irritable upstairs, maybe he is a pure strength person, a pair of iron fists can penetrate everything, and he has no brains, isn’t it reasonable?]
【……】
In fact, this should be a good thing.
In the trial, he went through hardships and fought to the death. No one knew whether he would come out alive after one minute.
Wouldn’t it be nice to not have to go through trials?
But humans are such weird creatures.
This kind of mood, to put it bluntly, is actually the same as that of a woman's aunt.
It is indeed annoying when my aunt comes to visit. But when she suddenly stops coming, it will make people worry about gains and losses, and make it difficult to sleep alone.
"Ten days."
In the snowy mountains.
At night.
Yi Lin sat on the glacier all day, restless.
He sat down on a towering glacier, using the coolness under his butt to calm down.
Yi Lin has been peeking at the apostle forum these days, looking at the panic revealed in the posts, and he felt an atmosphere of an imminent storm.
"etc."
Yi Lin suddenly remembered something.
More than half a month ago, when he touched the "Relic Box of Emperor Zhu Chong", a strange reminder clearly appeared in front of him.
——【Please cherish this precious opportunity.】
Yi Lin has touched countless relic boxes. But Yi Lin, who is rich in experience, has never seen such a strange and warm reminder when touching the box.
This unprecedented "unknown" change made Yi Lin vaguely feel that something was wrong.
"call--"
Yi Lin floated in the glacier.
Although she was very anxious, Yi Lin did not waste a single second while waiting to enter the trial.
——"cultivation".
Although Yi Lin doesn't like to use such old-fashioned words, Yi Lin is indeed busy "cultivating" these days.
1. Further application methods of thought power.
Second, Aden didn't have time to teach him the more advanced "circle drawing" crystal pattern technique.
Third, the "unlocking" of skills.
Yi Lin's sudden "breakthrough of the lock" this time was unplanned.
It's so easy.
It was so easy that Yi Lin skipped the most critical step of "breaking through the mental lock".
After the future disaster breaks out, the way to unlock the spiritual side apostle is no longer a secret.
The way to unlock the mental lock requires working on "skills".
Simply completing the trial in the other world, stacking attributes, and stacking the mental attributes to a peak of 10 points, no matter how much you pile up, or in the wrong way, you will not be able to unlock this "lock".
Locks, as the name suggests, are the confinement of living entities such as "human beings".
"Breaking the original limitations of 'skills', this is the well-known way to unlock the 'spiritual lock'."
"It's like, duration limit, skill limit limit, range limit, target limit... As long as you use the skill and break the apparent limit of the skill, the lock will naturally open."
"Only after the skills are unlocked can they become a power that truly belongs to the apostles themselves, and become the third type of ability between 'skills' and 'enhancement'."
"It's like I took a shortcut and got it right in one step. But with my current mental attributes and my familiarity with the skills, it shouldn't be too difficult."
"The 'ability' of Yu Meng and Zhao Yulong is precisely because they were able to use their skills in so many ways after the ban was lifted."
"唳——"
At this moment.
A handsome goshawk with an enchanting figure spread its wings high above the snowy field and flew across it.
Yi Lin stared at the goshawk that was flying very smoothly, her eyes slightly focused.
"……pain!"
Snapped.
The goshawk trembled all over, its wings and feet spasmed wildly, its eight fingers were intertwined, and it suddenly fell to the ground from mid-air.
"Extra meal tonight."
Yi Lin stretched out her hand and controlled the twitching Goshawk from a distance, feeling very good.
suddenly.
The death mark on Yi Lin's chest shook crazily.
The earthquake was extremely strong.
Every time he moved and hit, it was as if there was a small perpetually moving motor in his chest, which was as fierce as ever.
Yi Lin's expression was stunned.
After waking up, Yi Lin set all the friends on the list to "do not disturb mode" for the sake of cleanliness. After all, his current identity is a bit sensitive.
"Who could it be?"
Yi Lin murmured in a low voice, with a confused look on his face, but still opened the communication panel to see what was going on.
But look at this.
Yi Lin's expression suddenly changed.
The next second.
He flew directly from the glacier and rushed back to the shelter as quickly as possible.