"Weird, monster!"
"Run!"
"Don't come over here!"
After a burst of strange screams, the people who had been fully armed and aggressive fled in all directions.
Vadim glanced at the devastation left by shell casings and explosions. The entrance to the fortress had also been destroyed in the battle just now.
Although if he wanted to, he could kill the opponent in an instant by activating the "Overload" system, but he still tried to prolong the battle for a while. As "Nothing" said, from now on, he will Everything he experienced was a trial leading to the finals of the Cricket Fighting Competition. He must master the power of psychic energy as soon as possible before encountering a truly difficult opponent.
"I kind of understand what you mean. It turns out that there is no useless ability in this world."
Vadim's soliloquy made several people lying on the ground widen their eyes in shock.
Just now, they witnessed an incredible scene with their own eyes.
The like-minded companions around them suddenly went crazy and turned their guns to point at their companions. The frantic people seemed to still be conscious. They shouted "get out of the way" and pressed the trigger.
After all, human speed is not as fast as bullets. Those unlucky ones were pierced by bullets before they could react and fell in a pool of blood.
All the signs led them to a terrible suspicion.
Interfering psionic energy.
However, there was no mention in the intelligence that Vadim had awakened his psychic powers!
and!
Moreover, the conditions for the activation of interference-type psychic powers that they know are extremely harsh, especially the ability to directly control their behavior against their will!
By the way, the psychic ability research institute also mentioned that the compatibility between prosthetic bodies and psychic abilities is extremely poor. The probability of a transplanted psychic being suffering from cyberpsychosis is several times that of ordinary people.
Even when faced with the facts before them, they still did not want to believe that Vadim had once again completed his transformation.
Gunfire rang out again.
Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the people who fell on the ground took advantage of the lack of control to make a final counterattack, but what caught their eyes was an even more desperate scene - the bullets that should have penetrated Vadim's body were shot by unknown forces. He stopped in mid-air under the influence, as if everything around him had fallen into a state of stillness.
"Psychic energy itself is powerful enough. Obsessing with abilities is putting the cart before the horse."
The bullets that poured out changed direction.
After a while, the shouts, curses, and cries disappeared, and everything returned to silence.
"Very good. Although your ability is very weak and you have almost no foundation, your understanding seems to be passable."
"Nothingness" commented on this one-sided battle.
However, he remembered that his old friend once mentioned a point of view. The latter is an optimist and believes that fate will always leave a window when it closes the door on you. There is no head-to-toe, 360 A waste with no blind spots.
Therefore, the other party's choice of "cricket" is always very casual.
"Nihility" considers himself to be following a different style. Before that, he had very high requirements for the quality of "Cricket". Every time he selected the contestants from among his followers, he carefully selected them. Yes, this approach is the mainstream among them. After all, the subsequent cricket fighting competition is not just about winning the game.
This mystery has been plaguing the heart of "Nothingness", and until the end of the last cricket fighting competition, the answer could not be found.
He really couldn't understand why his old friend could defeat the heroes every time he used an "R" card, making them lose their temper.
Does he really have a pair of eyes that can clearly see the true potential of every individual cricket?
"In the upper world you mentioned, are there many beings like you?"
Vadim was growing more and more curious.
Everything he saw proved that he was not experiencing a fraud at this moment. There seemed to be many existences like "nothingness" in this world. They looked down at human beings. A trivial thought was enough to change many things. The destiny of a person's life.
If a newcomer like him could reach this level, it was difficult for Vadim to imagine how powerful the most fanatical believers would be.
For example, Archbishop Dargon Veda and Trial Knight Commander Li Ge were all real people who once existed and held high positions in the church.
"There have been."
"once?"
"Now they have disappeared, and I don't know where they went."
"But at least your old friend is still here."
Vadim regretted saying this, and he later realized that he seemed to be trying to comfort a god.
"He's the reason why."
"Nothingness" paused for a long time, and the scene of their last meeting appeared in his mind.
It was just an ordinary day, until the old friend found him mysteriously.
The old friend claims to have conceived a brand new event, which is far superior to the Cricket Fighting Competition in terms of scale and interest. However, in order to fill in the details of this event, the old friend needs him to first go to the "lower world" for on-site inspection.
As for the old friend, he still has some things on hand that he has not finished yet. When he is done, he will go to the "lower world" to find him.
And so many years have passed since this treatment.
The passage to the upper world was blocked, and even the old friend lost news until he saw the turmoil in the Fourth District in the newspapers of the "outside world" not long ago.
"He still owes me an explanation. This behavior is extremely bad!"
"Nothingness" just emphasized the tone, and the surrounding scene was distorted under the influence of the surging psychic energy, and the mansion Vadim was proud of finally collapsed under the load.
Friends are friends, but every time I think of this "nothingness", I have to reprimand the other person's behavior, "What's the difference between playing hide-and-seek with your friends and going home straight away!"
…
The wonderful metaphor of this god made Vadim wise enough not to comment.
And another question came to his mind.
He understood the truth, but why did "Nothingness" demolish his house?
His villa has not let anyone go, and all his valuable belongings are still there. Although the future of this cricket fighting competition is uncertain, what if?
According to Vadim's insinuations, there were still many contestants who survived the previous cricket fighting competitions.
And if the house had not been demolished, he would have been able to sleep comfortably in his spacious bedroom tonight. Since the plan to attack the Bureau of Investigation went bankrupt, he had been living in a small and crude place for the past two days. , I went back to my villa before participating in the competition, just to finally enjoy the beauty of material life.
What Vadim didn't expect was that it was not his enemies who tore down his house, but "nothingness".
Since there was no way to go back to the villa, Vadim simply found a place to sit at the door.
"What if, I mean suppose, the gods of the upper world have fallen?"
Looking at the wreckage on the hillside, Vadim felt sad.
But this is the most likely result in his opinion. The history of the Dark Ages has been revised, and the traces of the church's existence have been erased. Even the military technology behind "Blue Eyes" knows nothing about the truth of that era. .
"Even your friend is the culprit that caused all this to happen. This meeting is likely to be different from the scene you imagined."
Just the words "Nothingness" made Vadim feel that his friend was full of suspicion.
Based on the reasoning provided by "Mystery", there is no problem in treating him as the number one suspect until a new suspect appears.
"Then what do you think it will be like when we meet?"
"Nothingness" sneered, "I haven't fallen to the point where I need you to worry. I have already made corresponding preparations."
"Anyway, there is nothing to do now. I have nothing to do. What preparations have you made?"
"I told you when we first met that I am no longer in this city. Even if this meeting is tense, it will not affect me, but you."
"ah?"
"If the atmosphere is not good by then, you will probably be hopeless."
"Nothingness" said in a joking tone, "No matter what the grudges between us are, you will be the one who gets beaten in the end."
? ? ?
Vadim had mixed feelings.
On the one hand, he was grateful for the honesty of "Nothingness", at least it was not like the military technology that installed bombs in your body and hid them; but on the other hand, he wanted to fake the match.
………………………………
At the same time, Song Lan and Lu Xiang on the other side are facing an unprecedented crisis.
"Is this the world where spiritual energy is revived?"
Lu Xiang's eyes twitched violently as he looked at the investigation bureau agents staggering around outside, whose life and death were unknown. While they were deep into the ruins, the agents who were on lookout were attacked.
The attacker did not leave, but stayed in place with great power.
They were dressed in strange clothes, and in an era when hot weapons were rampant, they were holding strange cold weapons. They looked like actors who had just escaped from the circus.
"Let me ask first, are they members of the previous Emmanuel Theater Troupe?"
"No."
Song Lan shook his head, "They should be just ordinary criminals."
"Ordinary criminals would attack Bureau agents?"
Lu Xiang felt that few people understood the psychology of criminals better than him. Even those desperadoes had traces of the reasons for their actions.
For wealth, beauty or fame, public officials who attack the coalition government not only cannot get these, but will only lead to their doom.
"Vadim's power has fallen. Now is the time for the criminals in the fourth district to divide themselves and all the heroes have joined together."
Song Lan faced off against these criminals who appeared out of nowhere. It was obvious that these people in front of her had the same dream as Mr. "Mouse".
Finally, he added, "And that era was so chaotic."
The chaos is so great that if you meet an ordinary-looking passerby on the roadside, he may be a hidden master.
"Heroes? They're just little gangsters who can't stand up to the stage."
Lu Xiang doesn't like this title. As the head of the law enforcement department, her attitude is naturally at odds with these criminals.
The tall man with the giant hammer on his shoulders took a step forward and sneered, fearing that he would miss any of the characteristics of the cannon fodder, "Are you the senior agents of the Investigation Bureau?"
"It's not too late to turn back now."
Song Lan advised.
As a fair and impartial judge, these people are one step ahead of the passers-by just based on their dressing style and the weapons they use. If they were placed in a movie by Kolo Films, they would still have one or two lines as a supporting character.
It's just that the timing and offensive line they chose can only be described as terrible.
It was obviously a wrong and stupid decision to attack the judges right from the start.
"The manager Lu you are facing now has unfathomable strength. He has reached the level of invincibility in the universe..."
"That's too late."
A faint voice interrupted Song Lan.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but he saw a fleeting red light in Lu Xiang's pupils.
If I remember correctly, Lao Lu always said that she had never had a prosthetic eye transplanted.
In an instant, the criminals led by the sprouts broke out of the ground and were pressed into the wall. The seemingly indestructible hammer held by the strong man was crushed into pieces like a plastic toy.
Grotesque eyes grew out of the tree stumps. Even the sunlight seemed to be obscured by clouds and fog, and a terrifying atmosphere descended on the world.
And when Lu Xiang's eyes passed behind the criminals, all the mechanical equipment "came alive" at this moment.
The weapons spitting out scorching beams revealed their fangs.
The entire back alley has become a hell woven of flesh and blood and machinery.
"A blatant attack on public officials of the coalition government violates the public security regulations of the coalition government, and the attire also... affects the appearance of the city."
The criminals failed to put up any resistance. The speed of these flesh sprouts and machines was beyond their imagination. Before they could even take a step, they were suspended by this tree of flesh and blood. During this period, Lu Xiang seemed to They showed strong malice towards the weapons they held, and every cold weapon was twisted and damaged under the crushing force of flesh sprouts.
"Now you understand."
Song Lan crossed her arms over her chest, and the beginning of the cricket fighting competition also meant that the fourth district ushered in a new version.
Known in history as Vadim's Rebellion.
This is a large-scale turmoil caused by the change of ownership of the underground emperor in the fourth district.
Even the criminals in District 4 have fully demonstrated their characteristics as dream chasers in this troubled world.
But here, Song Lan still needs to remind all the contestants that they must first understand the details of the opponent before attacking. Opponents with a level like "???" and a skull icon should not challenge easily.
Now the "Fancy Dress Combination" that he was very optimistic about has been completely wiped out because he chose the wrong opponent.
As for Lao Lu, he now has more and more aura as the leader of the insect swarm.
"This is not an opponent you can challenge now. Her strength is at the cosmic level..."
"Say less!"
Lu Xiang glared at Song Lan fiercely, and the red light in his pupils became more obvious, "Or do you also want to be tied up?"
Thanks to Nian Hua Yi Smile into Zen Machine for the 100 starting coins!
Thanks to Xu Ming Xuhe for the 100 starting coins!
Two hundred and forty-one of the small theaters:
A certain day, a certain year, a certain month, a Saturday, noon
"You should know that I can call up the video of the barbecue restaurant at any time. If you have something to hide, you'd better confess it as soon as possible."
Lu Xiang really didn't understand what he couldn't tell her when going to a barbecue restaurant.
She was preparing to give Song Lan a chance to confess and be lenient.
“What a barbecue place.”
"OK."
With a few taps of his index finger on the phone screen, Lu Xiang easily hacked into the barbecue restaurant's security system, and then——
"You guys actually went to the barbecue restaurant."
She frowned. There were only two people in the video, Song Lan and Ye Lu. They ordered a lot of meat. The child Ye Lu was devouring the meat. It looked like he was taking the children at home to go out for a feast.
But soon, the attentive Lu Xiang discovered something unusual.
"What's in that kit?"
"...tool kit, huh? Where can I find a tool kit?"
Song Lan's guilty expression said everything.
"I remembered that a video from the surveillance camera at home was deleted, but you should know that nothing can be completely deleted now, right?"
Lu Xiang, who had seized the handle, pursued the victory and restored the deleted surveillance video in front of the other party.
Immediately afterwards, exciting music began to echo in her ears.
In the video, Song Lan is wearing sunglasses and holding a trumpet in his hand, while Ye Lu on the side is holding a gong and performing passionately at home.
"What's this?"
"This is teaching Night Heron to play an instrument."
"What's the track?"
""Lao Lu is not at home tonight"."
