Pollution is the source and the end of professionals.
Facing pollution runs through the life of professionals. In fact, the so-called "profession" comes from it.
"...In order to fight against the pollution from the outside world, I first polluted myself..."
Frail mortals have no resistance in the face of high-dimensional pollution.
That is not something that individuals can work hard on with their strength and courage. When your body, your city, or even your world melts into a ball due to a certain being getting too close... that kind of "rubble" "The feeling of powerlessness captured by the gravity of the "planet" has long had nothing to do with personal will.
If you can resist, you can resist.
If you can’t, you’re finished.
"...Regulation-level pollution source? Are you kidding me? This is murder!"
When the news spread, countless secret keepers chose to give up, and more than half of the candidates gave up the exam directly in the most dishonorable way... You know, every one of them is a senior secret keeper, and some Certificates are even better than those who do not need certificates.
They have faced pollution and powerful enemies, so they really understand what the "golden rule" means.
"...Is this the end of me?"
Lu Xinghui, who has been in the industry for eleven years and is a senior secret keeper in Shanhui City, has been at the peak of the third level for a long time.
At the age of forty, he is in his prime, but like most professionals, he has already reached his threshold.
middle age crisis? Invisible ceiling? It's probably something similar, the feeling that no matter how hard you try, you can't take another step forward, and you can only watch the young people surpass you one by one.
Perhaps, if nothing unexpected happens, he can retire at the age of forty or fifty and live as long as he can... The qualification of "explorer" is the ticket to the outside world, for people like him , is a life-saving straw.
At the fourth level, you must have your own "laws" and have your own rules.
It's not impossible to follow other people's paths, but it still requires extremely ridiculous accumulation... Generally speaking, when professionals who follow their own path enter the fourth level, the difficulty will be lower.
Lu Xinghui estimated that no matter how lucky he was, he would only have the chance to reach the fourth level when he was around fifty years old... At that time, all aspects of his body's functions had seriously declined. Coupled with the accumulation of "natural talents", I am afraid that This is the end of this life.
A professional is always racing against time and life. He originally thought he was satisfied if he could live to be over fifty.
"The path to a foreign land, the rules of a foreign land..."
His own bottleneck is the bottleneck caused by "already accumulated". If he changes to a different place, changes the rules, changes the road, gets some specialties from the outside world, and searches for the gods and secrets of the outside world... He is instantly moved.
Even when he learned that the first round of testing would involve rule-level contamination, when his colleagues were momentarily shaken, he...
"If it's just scrap pressure rather than a direct attack, professionals at level 4 and above can generally resist it. I've been at level 3 for a long time, so theoretically, I can resist it, if it's just for a minute... ..."
Rule-level pollution forms its own world and its own system. Once it appears in a certain area, it is often large-scale pollution or meme-level pollution... Many senior secret keepers who have been famous for a long time die inexplicably. I don’t even know who killed me until my death.
When the news spread, he and other colleagues immediately became angry and full of complaints. However, as a senior, he could understand the authorities' approach.
"This is tantamount to the official saying that... we cannot resist that level of coercion, and the risk of going there is too high."
Ordinary followers can lower the threshold, but as the core of exploration operations, "explorers" must at least have the ability to live and act in various areas.
A team, a squad, even a small group, if the core member dies inexplicably in an AOE (large-scale) attack, something may happen to the entire team.
But understanding does not mean approval. The rule-level pressure is still too much pressure on him.
"Let's try it. Theoretically, it's possible for me to do it. If I'm in good condition..."
Professionals are a collection of composite professions, and individual levels are of little significance. Many second and third levels that have accumulated enough are inherently stronger than fourth levels.
Thinking that he had been stuck in the third level for six full years, even though his body had declined early, Lu Xinghui still gritted his teeth.
"...The injuries I suffered when I was young made me decline faster than expected, and my talents can no longer be suppressed..."
As if he had been forced to the cliff, he had no choice but to take a gamble.
But sometimes, trying means dying...
"...Is this the end of me? It's really sad..."
Shuangtong was already black and red, cracks spread directly from the bottom of his eyes, and chips like broken glass continued to scatter.
The world in front of me also began to change, and everything seemed to have been torn apart, revealing the flesh and blood underneath.
His head felt pain at first, then numbness, and then...
"Great music, is anyone singing?" Unknown pleasure seeped out from every corner of the body.
Most of the skin on his body began to peel off, and scale-like and feather-like parts quickly grew out.
The two children were broken into pieces, and the blood and black crystals merged together.
Around the ears, bloody cracks were unfolding. The senior secret keeper opened his mouth with a smile on his face. Under the strange cracked teeth, something seemed to be crawling out...
"boom!"
There was a loud bang and he completely lost consciousness.
"Sealing Class, hurry! He mutates very quickly."
"The effect of the potion is a bit weak...does it require surgery? Okay, let them hurry up."
"We don't have enough manpower...let the next batch go slower, let's cure this one first."
"Really, can you consider the upper limit of your abilities..."
Chaotic sounds echoed in the room, and what was pulled back one by one by chains were professionals with combat capabilities above the mid-level backbone.
If you can save it, of course you have to save it, but there is always...
"No. 17 has completely mutated, completely out of control, and lost his mind!"
"...Eradication team! Deal with it as soon as possible, cleaning team is ready."
Although most of the losers have been rescued, there are always people who think too highly of themselves, and that's the end of it.
If it weren't for the shortage of people in the outer realm, there might be only one opportunity for reform, and it shouldn't be so radical.
Of course, since all the necessary preparations have been made and various crisis agreements have been signed, such unlucky people are destined to be very few... but this is still very heartbreaking.
"No. 7! No. 7! Don't move!"
But at this time, a screaming voice sounded in the monitoring room, and everyone noticed.
While most of them fell to the ground struggling to hold on, or were simply pulled out by chains, the professional who looked the youngest looked at everything around him with a look of surprise.
He had stood next to the "eye" and even tried to touch it.
And his murmur was amplified into the monitoring room, causing a period of silence.
"I know, I won't move... Why, I don't feel anything at all? Is it really activated..."
