The story starts from here.
Fragrance Fantasy will continue to try to duel with the wise king Beowulf, repeating this process, and gradually completing the "casting training method". This is a long and painful time. If you can get the power of Pankrasin's combat skills, Xueming's combat Ability will reach a whole new level.
As long as you survive this level, the warrior in his prime will be reborn from the ashes. This is a [Remix·Remix] process. The wise king Beowulf was able to resist the giant walking corpses of ancient times, and he stayed in this royal tomb forever, killing monsters day after day.
The soldiers of the Death Couple Agency do not need to eat or sleep. In order to curb the violent spiritual disasters within the royal court, they have to accept a dangerous environment like raising poison, but they create bright stardust.
Today, more than half a century has passed, and no one remembers their fame, and no one can surpass their achievements.
The leaders of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult are like weak babies in front of these warriors. The Eternal One will never easily become an enemy of these warriors and must stay away from this land of death.
Such a group of people, while enduring the curse of immortality, still chose hope, because outside this city, there are many Homo sapiens who are protected by them.
Although the Immortals have been saying that time can change everything, Ghost, Ao Hun Ming De, and many powerful officials in think tanks know that this is the fallacy of nihilists. There are many things that time cannot change. a lot of.
By sending the gunsmith to this extremely dangerous strengthening furnace, Aohen Mingde hoped that Jiang Xueming could defeat time and successfully overcome the disaster.
If Jiang Xueming is adaptable enough, he will definitely gain something. Stardust warriors are like a huge pool of experience. How much they can absorb depends on their ability.
Except for bold and careful senior passengers like Victor, it would be free to send anyone inside. Occasionally, a passenger can come back from the royal court, which is a magical blessing.
Crossing the sea and setting foot on the unknown continent of Shambhala, the blessings of proud and wise virtue will not favor these brave people.
For this matter, other preparations must be made.
Before Jiang Xueming set out, Aohun Mingde summoned important officials from think tanks and scientific research institutes and held hundreds of meetings, large and small.
There is a lot of important information in the head of the Immortal Pellelini Tuon, which can completely kill other members of the Guild. However, the specific strategic policy still needs to be carefully considered and considered, which is a long game of chess.
The underground world is not peaceful. After the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult became a treasured animal, a large ecological niche will be vacated, and many new enemies will appear. The gangsters are just afraid of the nameless reputation. Just as Victor once said something that made his lips bald when he read it - we don't hate evil, we just hate our incompetent selves.
If one day, the Nameless One withdraws from the Senate again and leaves the stage of history, the gunsmith and his companions all grow old one by one, and the rest of the family will flourish and face the evil forces again. Can it still show such strong deterrence?
The answer is obvious. From the day the Twelve Senates were founded, the Anonymous Ones can only be nameless - it itself should be a Senate without a name.
The Gunsmith and General Crying gave it a name, Tangning, Hasband, and a few others gave it a physical form, and the eldest sister became a nameless god.
It's all a good thing, it's like a beacon -
—but that’s also a bad thing, because there’s only one lighthouse.
Regarding Jiang Xueming's trial, a series of arrangements and linkages are already underway secretly.
It was originally a bad idea of Wood Plunk. Before the electronic disaster in Shinto City, this member of the Philosopher Foundation clearly felt that the reputation of many war groups towards the Nameless had changed significantly. The trip to Shinto City After the end, the correspondents of the Frost Moon Knights, as representatives, showed signs of lack of confidence in the performance of the mission. People are always greedy, hoping for a hero to open up territory for them, and come with extremely high expectations. Ask the warriors of Anonymous to do better.
"I want the gunsmith dead, find an opportunity to let him die."
This sentence came from Mr. Wood's mouth, and he said it to Ao Mingde in front of fourteen other district representatives and several general staff members of the Transportation Department.
At that time, BOSS just thought that there was something wrong with this blond bitch’s brain, that he must have gone crazy——
——The reputation of the gunsmith in the underground world is a very useful public security card. As long as he is alive, various cities can maintain a stable production environment for at least thirty years. Guangling Zhixi and the militia troops regarded the unknown soldiers as surprise reinforcements. How could the gunsmith die?
"It's been six years, that's it. He's done enough."
Let's turn the time back to a year and a half ago, when Jiang Xueming and Bu Liuxing were still tired of handling the cleanup work for the families of criminals between cities, the victory was decided at that moment.
Among the nine realms, in front of the crowded cabinet hall, Wood Placker and four representatives of the Philosopher Foundation said these words to Ao Mingde.
"BOSS, I know what you want. You want him to stay by your side forever, but is this suitable for him?"
"To turn a person into a god, you must first make him forget all love and make him cold-blooded and numb."
"Not to mention whether it is reasonable to bet the lives of thousands of people on one person, there will be more and more problems in the future."
"Your war group will be virtuous and unmatched, and your militia will become lazy. When the nameless people have a specific real name, they will no longer be sharp swords."
"If I want gunsmiths to die, countless gunsmiths will come to life."
"If he wanted to die heroically, in public, it would be best if he died in the middle of a wrestling match with the evil forces."
"But if the gunsmith dies, Jiang Xueming can live——"
Wood said seriously.
"——The residents of the city have been kidnapped by the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult for so many years. Now is the most critical time. We must pursue victory without leaving any regrets. It is not the time to celebrate victory, BOSS."
"After retaking Eureka Volcano City, the worm in the financial system died, and the tiger in the power network was defeated - but we can't catch the culprit. Unless the anonymous person they feared falls, it is possible to use this [mimicry] Show weakness] tactics and techniques to hook out these immortal scumbags again."
Aohun Mingde was a little unwilling to do so——
——To be honest, the cute little kitten doesn’t want Jiang Xueming to leave [Joestar] at all.
If the name Gunsmith really dies, Jiang Xueming will probably go back to live on the hot bed with his wife and children, and will never have the chance to become its blood donor.
It understood what Woodpluck was talking about, and it was a very bold, very aggressive, sharp attack. The wings of light of the Eternal Ones have been broken, but these falcons will use more psychic catalysts to create new henchmen.
As long as they stay alive, they will come back one day. They were hiding in Shambhala, in a small, wild and primitive world. The railway could not reach the other end of the ocean, and blessings could not bless the warriors on the voyage.
As soon as this topic was mentioned, someone immediately raised their hands to speak.
BOSS waved his paw at the think tank official on the other side of the cabinet and nodded: "You say it."
"I don't think Woodplake's proposal is feasible and we can't do it for the time being."
"The gunsmith has become a flag. He cannot fall. Even if he is a clay sculpture, you cannot let your mouth tell you that he is dead. Many, many people will die."
"He does have many disciples. He teaches people how to protect themselves. Have you ever thought that these people with knight fighting skills will fill up the villages, towns and counties that originally belonged to Crazy Butterfly the moment the gunsmith disappeared? ecological niche.”
"Will the anonymous students become new crazy butterflies? I think these two attributes are not conflicting, and the possibility is very high. My BOSS, I also hope that you will consider this matter carefully. Wood Plunk just said It’s really too radical. We don’t want to put all our efforts in all the battles in the past six years to complete the ambush of the Eternal Ones – this is unreasonable.”
"Everything is getting better now, BOSS, everything is getting better. You haven't had time to award medals to the nameless people and the officers and soldiers from all over the country - do you want to use this combination of punches right away?"
Before the boss could speak, another magistrate raised his hand again.
Aohen Mingde looked solemn: "You should also tell me."
"I'm only expressing my own opinion." This think tank official was more stable than the young man just now: "The whole process must be made gentler and more natural, otherwise it will be difficult to ensure the success rate. We have this strategy Wisdom can be manipulated, which is a good thing, BOSS. But the specific implementation of tactics has to wait for a good opportunity - people have been tortured by the crazy butterfly for too long."
"I hope you, Boss, will think twice before you act. This is not only about the reputation of the gunsmith, but also about his life. It also involves the friendship of hundreds of VIPs. If you want to operate in secret, you must ensure that the entire intrusion is intrusive. The smoke bomb works perfectly and this is a long-term plan.”
"As for myself, if you suddenly tell me that the gunsmith is dead, my administrative district will be turned upside down immediately. I will be overwhelmed. I receive complaints from people every day. Maybe there will be a terrorist attack directed at me, and people will question me. Why didn't I protect the hero properly?"
"The morale of the militia will drop to freezing point, and the war regiment will not be much better."
"Crime rates can skyrocket in a short period of time and these are things we have to consider."
Without waiting for the old man to speak, a slender hand was raised from the Greenstone Man's camp.
It was a middle-aged woman with a weak face and anger and strength in her eyes.
"This is not fair to the gunsmith! BOSS!"
Ao ruthless Mingde raised his paw: "I didn't let you speak."
The woman still raised her hands, unwilling to put them down.
Ao ruthless Mingde: "Okay, go on, Ms. Daisy, I have rarely seen you so angry. There must be a reason why you have to say it."
"It's not fair to the gunsmith!" Ms. Daisy, the Greenstone representative in the think tank, continued to shout: "It's not fair to his family, his students, and his children."
"BOSS, this will only create a lot of enemies. If you listen to this Woodpluck's nonsense, you will cut off an arm!"
"Have you ever wondered why the gunsmith came to the underground world to survive? What was his original wish?"
"He just wants a complete home!"
"After executing this procedure, Bai Zijin will lose her nominal husband, and their children will lose their father since they were young, even if it is fake."
"How many months will the expedition to Shambhala last? How long will the beheading of members of the Alliance of the Eternals last? How many years? Or ten years? Who can say for sure?"
"It's unknown whether he can come back alive, but you have to tell the gunsmith students that your teacher died in the battle, or died somewhere else, or died for other reasons."
"Knightly combat skills can become ridiculous."
Ms. Daisy was so excited that she was almost in tears. The brave and fearless Anonymous helped the paleontologist in the think tank, took her through the war zone, helped her regain her hometown, and avenged her father's murder. Only then did she become who she is today, and a city that had regained its life .
Others present also had a more or less fraternal relationship with Anonymous.
"It seems like this matter needs to be slowed down a bit, Plak." BOSS said to the representatives of the Philosopher Foundation around him, "At least not now."
There will be follow-up to this meeting. All the strategic guidelines of the cabinet meeting will be retained based on the actual situation, and will be gradually deduced and its feasibility will be slowly estimated until one day this filing can be implemented, then it will be put back on the agenda. It also has an official name, an official code name.
——[Remix·Remix] Operation Intrusion.
Recently, there was a thematic meeting about the [Remix·Remix] intrusion operation. The motivation for restarting this registration came from the news that Pellelini Tuon was arrested.
Each major region is in a state of recuperation, and the militias and battle groups are rapidly reducing their troop deployment. After the war, there is a prosperous scene. When this information was taken out from Pellelini's head, [Remix·Remix] was invaded. The action plan has also become more complete and reasonable.
The think tank is fully prepared, and they can deal with a series of problems caused by the sudden death of the gunsmith. This is Ao Mingde's direct punch to the Eternal Alliance, and it is a signal to take the initiative to attack.
As the gunsmith travels to the Fangfeng settlement, many things are happening at once. The followers and CosPlay enthusiasts along the way have made the image of Anonymous become approachable, cute and ridiculous. He is no longer a god and is gradually returning to his normal position.
Pellerini catalyzed the Wings of Light in Marley Perrault, who defeated the Gunsmith's students in the Luna Cup. The TV broadcast clearly showed the embarrassing defeat of these little guys to thousands of people. Thousands of viewers watched——
——The aura of the knight's combat skills will gradually fade. It is still useful, but the gunsmith and the eldest sister seem to have returned to the ranks of ordinary people from invincible gods.
The news seemed terrible, but it secretly fulfilled what Wood Placker had said before. There are many problems, but they are not necessarily bad. They can just add fuel to the fire and add strength to the [Remix·Remix] intrusion. This is the power to turn adversity into good times.
The guardians of the family are going to perform tasks on the other side of the sea, so the cities in the railway network of the Eurasian continent must first be cleaned to prevent the rats hiding in the dark from starting another attack, and fish like CC slipping through the net. There are many more in the underworld, no doubt - the news of the gunsmith's death would make them ecstatic to return to their old trade.
Wood: "He has completely lost contact, BOSS, this step is very important."
Only the last dozen or so people in the cabinet are left to discuss the topic of [Remix·Remix].
Aohun Mingde: "He will do it. He has always been obedient. He believes in me."
Wood: "Then leave it to me."
Aohun Mingde: "His family must also know about this, at least the two eldest brothers must know about it."
Wood: "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"No one will believe what a child says." Aohui Mingde explained: "Even if they run out and say that the boss is lying, my father is not dead! We have prepared other publicity methods. I only hope that 952 Qi, as a mother, has enough ability to bring some confidence to this small family - it must be stable, it must be stable."
Wood Placker nodded: "Then the security war between cities."
"We are all ready. This is a big project. All ministries have been waiting for an opportunity since half a year ago." Aoli Mingde said: "The leaders of the local war groups are complaining to the General Staff of the Transportation Department that their own The soldiers' will to fight couldn't stop declining. Retired veterans had no place to go, so they gathered a few friends to start private clubs. These small club-like associations turned into new relationships, and many hunters took the initiative Visiting people door-to-door to find re-employment opportunities - it seems the same is true in other fields, and new gray areas are about to emerge."
Everything was just as Woodpluck thought. The signs were not obvious and were legal and compliant. Anonymous has no control over these people, but the news of the gunsmith's death may bring about some changes.
"He will come back in a hundred days. This is a test." Wood Plaque and others present said: "It is a very strict test - we have been preparing for nearly two years, and Jiang Xueming will be here from now on." Disappeared until the Eternal One made a wrong judgment and believed that time had defeated this warrior, and the falcons' illnesses were cured again without treatment. There will be an additional mysterious passenger on the ship to Shambhala. His name is nameless."
"Victor, activate your soul power."
Aohun Mingde said this——
——Standing up from the small sofa next to the fireplace, the king explorer raised his pen and wrote a series of orders on the important officials of the think tank. Their consciousness gradually became blurred, their eyes became blurred, and the story about the gunsmith had to be rewritten and turned into a messy [Remix·Remix].
The ability of [Hell's Highway] was successfully activated, but when it was Woodpluck's turn, the aide shrugged.
"No, no, no! Don't! It's no use to me."
Victor glanced at the man with deep meaning, not knowing how the other party would execute it and show the scene of the gunsmith's death.
BOSS held a small handkerchief and kept wiping his tears. This may be the closest Jiang Xueming has come to him. Fangfeng Settlement and Dead Couple Agency are the two starting points for Jiang Xueming after he came to the railway system.
If he becomes a desperado, he may be able to use other methods to transform into a free immortal species. If he becomes a Canaan symbiote, that would also be a beautiful thing - these are all arranged by the BOSS to trick him into sneak attacks. , try to turn a short-term bodyguard into a long-term cat slave.
If this man breaks through many obstacles and successfully overcomes the disaster.
After returning from Shambhala, he had a reason to retire and return to his true duties.
The gunsmith's story will come to an end, and Jiang Xueming's story will continue to be told.
"let's start."
As for how to find a scapegoat for the gunsmith.
Woodpluck had already made arrangements for an uninvited guest at the Hedland Hotel.
It happened to be the cold and rainy season, and the guest wore a thick cloak and won the trust of Grandpa Link by appearing as Woodpluck. His true identity is Mr. Chen Fugui, a member of Tianshu’s special operations team and the Philosopher Foundation.
This psyker rarely appears in the public eye. He has always been the shadow warrior of Captain Wood, accompanying Ye Bei and monitoring every move of the Qiongqi beast.
His mission this time was very simple, which was to get the package sent by Jiang Xueming and take away a finger.
His soul's real name is [Heart Arsonist], and his ability is very special. As long as you get part of the target's essence, you can transform yourself into the target's appearance, which is very suitable for espionage work.
Chen Fugui will use this finger to use the power of the soul to transform into Jiang Xueming and complete the final mix.
The world of adults is so complicated. For the demons hiding in the dark, the upcoming good news may be like fairy music and divine music, or it may be the last carnival before going to hell to serve their sentence.
Xiaoqi received the secret letter from BOSS early and knew that her husband was being tested and knew what would happen next.
She sat in the children's room on the first floor of the bar, watching the video of the wedding scene with her children.
She clenched her fist tightly, not daring to take off the Heart of Steel——
——The psychic tide coming from it made her feel reassured.
This means that her husband is alive and healthy, and she can pass on her strength to her lover.
Just the next second——
——The steel jade ring cracked!
Xiao Qi looked at the wedding ring in surprise, feeling soreness and pain in her arm.
Dawa Jiang Bai seemed to realize something——
"——Mom, my father is not really dead, is he? Don't lie to me! I haven't grown up yet! He can't burst the gold coins so early! If I want to inherit the family business, I don't have the ability! "
Xiaoqi raised her hand and wanted to hit her son: "Can you say something nice!?"
The sudden spiritual tide made Xiao Qi uneasy. She could still feel the traces of her husband's spiritual energy from the broken pyroxene, but why did this gem suddenly break?
Jiang Zheng was attracted by this kind of spiritual induction. When she saw her mother's uneasy look, she squeezed her second brother away and squeezed the taciturn Jiang Zhengyang onto the armrest of the sofa.
"Don't worry, Mom!"
Xiao Qi was confused. Why did this fine jewelry break so easily? Could it be that her husband was in danger?
Jiang Zheng patted the back of his mother's hand with a determined expression.
"Dad has become stronger, much stronger!"
(End of chapter)
