Eastern Federation, Fenghua State.
Ma En and Tang Xueluan were sitting at the dining table, patiently waiting for their guests.
A few days after meeting Tang Xueluan, she called him again and told him that the matter was going very smoothly. It could be said that it was a sure thing with Shu Yunpeng's excellent skills.
However, in order to accomplish this goal as quickly as possible, Shu Yunpeng also made some concessions with little practical significance in the negotiations with the Federation, including allowing them to briefly inquire about Ma En's practice.
[In view of the general environment,
According to Shu Yunpeng, this inquiry was basically just a formality. The Federation had basically decided to accept cooperation with Xiaoyao under the influence of the Shu family. After all, the conditions he gave to the Federation were actually very generous.
And in order to show that this matter is not so formal, the Federation also specially selected Kania, a female from the Federal Research Institute who had met Ma En, to conduct the inquiry instead of other more professional counterparts. At the same time, it did not choose the meeting place. Within the jurisdiction of the federation, it was more like a particularly casual meeting.
When Tang Xueluan called to ask for his opinion, Ma En naturally responded in the affirmative immediately, and asked her to quickly determine the time and place, and then began to prepare for the meeting.
Now his idea is very simple. As long as he can get the spiritual treasure made of anti-psychic metal as soon as possible, he can obtain the power of the moon contained in Seri's body and truly gain a foothold in the world.
At that time, whether he wants to leave the Federation, steal Xiaoyao's power, or secretly help Shenxiao who is currently trapped in the sea, it will be much easier, but these are not the most important things.
After all, although the power of the Moon Goddess is powerful, it is not completely without problems. As a "southern" god, she was extremely restricted during her lifetime. Even if she is relatively free among the gods, she will still be affected by the ancient Titans. Due to their restraints, she herself could not directly give Ma En a particularly comprehensive combat power.
But he doesn't need to be "comprehensive", he just needs to be able to subdue other level ability users.
He has the Anomaly Control Bureau.
The power of the Moon God is important to him because it is a psychic ability, so it is easier to control other ability users of the same level as himself than the Overturning Scepter, and as long as he can control a person with abilities of the first level...
His and the Anomaly Control Bureau's power will grow stronger like a snowball.
This is also the reason why he is so interested in spiritual treasures made of anti-psychic metal. The sea-overturning scepter gives him more basic self-preservation abilities, while the power of the moon god can give him the possibility to control other abnormal entities.
"As long as this conversation ends, the matter is basically done." Tang Xueluan whispered, "My dad said a lot of good things about you after you left. I have never heard him praise a young man like that. "
Ma En nodded slightly to her, showing an expectant look:
"Without you, this matter would never have gone so smoothly."
Tang Xueluan also smiled at Ma En. Like Ma En, she was looking forward to the upcoming results, and she could even imagine a bright future for the Shu family and her.
It was she who seized this golden opportunity with her own hands.
Just as they were "complimenting" each other, crisp footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.
"Long time no see." Kania opened the door and quickly looked at Ma En sitting opposite.
Everything she does is very natural, as if she has no collusion with her in private at all. The actual situation is actually very close to this, because she really doesn't remember any secrets now.
This is the most basic caution, and it can also ensure that his undercover agent will not reveal any flaws in this situation. Ma En is more willing to believe in the memory erasure ability than the undercover agent's own ability.
Kania kept her indifferent face and sat down neatly opposite them:
"On behalf of the Federation, I will ask you some basic questions about the knowledge you learned about practice and the world of cultivation from Xiaoyao, and what we will do after signing a treaty with him.
get something.
"The first question is, is the life-extending power gained through practice basically harmless?"
Ma En, who was fully prepared, did not think much:
"According to my understanding, this should be said to be completely harmless, but I know the specific effect is difficult to explain without experience, so I can give you a simple example.
"The longevity pill you got is more than a hundred times turbid compared to the lifespan you get through practice."
This is a very useful description. The Federation’s desire for the longevity pill is not due to the year it can extend life, but the degree of purity it possesses in this year. Even if what Ma En said is an exaggeration, even if it is only ten times more important to the Federation It's impossible to say no.
Kania nodded slightly, then asked seriously:
"Second question, there are several realms of cultivation, practice..."
Silence came like a tide, and the whole world was suddenly submerged. The rotation of the exhaust system, the sounds of people walking in the corridor, and the chirping of insects and birds outside the window all disappeared in an instant.
Kania also kept her mouth open, and the lines on the solidified skin could be clearly seen. Only the coldness in her eyes was no different from usual.
Tang Xueluan, on the other hand, was looking at him and Kania with her head sideways, and listened to their words seriously, with some curiosity and expectation remaining on her face that should have been fleeting.
Then almost the next moment when silence came, Ma En seemed to vaguely hear the clicking sound of the mechanical watch turning, and the surrounding atmosphere also changed slightly.
When witnessing this, Ma En's body instinctively created several layers of telepathy nets around him, and was also building defense facilities at the spiritual level, but he stopped immediately.
Because he noticed something strange.
At this moment, there was a clear knock on the door.
Winter, winter, winter.
"Can I come in?" A young male voice came from outside.
Mahn replied:
"cannot."
The man outside the door ignored his refusal, turned the handle and pushed the door open, then walked into the house and stood behind Kania.
This intruder was wearing a black trench coat, with a white crying face mask on his face, and there were no holes for the wearer to look out, but the pair of "eyes" composed of black lines made the wearer look out. Ma En felt a little creepy that he was being watched.
Facing the sudden vision, Ma En's first thought was surprise and confusion. He never thought that he would be attacked during a meeting with the Federation, and he was such a strange guy.
He is so confident not only because of the existence of the armistice agreement, but also because even if the Federation is really aware of its own problems, it may not take action against him at this time.
And if they really wanted to catch or kill themselves, it shouldn't be like this.
"Can you explain what's going on?" Ma En looked at the visitor calmly and said.
The crying man said in a regretful tone:
"Of course, you still have one minute, and the task I got is to make you die painfully. I have to think about how to torture you in the next long minute.
"Sorry, I'm not very good at this kind of thing. Please forgive me if my technique is not good."
Ma En was still sitting in his original position, looking up at this weirdo:
"Then you have to hurry up."
The Crying Face Man suddenly chuckled, and his laughter somehow made Ma En feel like the cry of a human child, which made Ma En feel a strong strangeness and discomfort inexplicably.
This feeling was beyond reason. It seemed to be received directly by his soul, and there was no way to intercept it through his own rational thoughts.
"Sorry, sorry." The cry-faced man smiled and waved his hand, "I can't bear it anymore. It's okay. You don't have to worry about time. Let me take a look..."
Saying this, he raised his right hand, and then looked at his blank wrist with eyes made of black ink.
"Well..." He said seemingly seriously, "Now we have a full minute left. It seems that you and I still have plenty of time. You still have a long time to slowly repent.
"So our customers' money is really well spent. It only costs me one minute to spend almost an eternity in service. I want to spend money on my own order."
Faced with his self-promotion, Ma En still asked calmly:
"Can you control time?"
Although the current situation has not yet been determined, fortunately, the crying man opposite looks very arrogant, and he is not shy about saying what he wants to do. Ma En will naturally seize this opportunity to test him as much as possible.
"No, I'm not that strong yet." The crying-faced man touched his head and said with some embarrassment like a child being praised by the teacher, "I just can control "your time." "
In fact, by this time Ma En has basically understood what is going on in this scene. The crying man in front of him is not a material entity at all, and the seemingly frozen surroundings at this moment are not the result of time stagnating.
Because he entered his own spiritual world, what was frozen was not reality, but his thoughts. As for the other party's purpose of doing this, it was probably the torture he said.
In fact, this was Ma En's common method to deal with other ability users in the past, but he didn't expect that there would be people with abilities stronger than himself in the spiritual realm who would deal with him like this.
"It seems that you have noticed it." The Crying Face Man said as if he could read his mind. "As a telepath, you have barely passed, but sometimes reality and spirit are not so clear-cut.
"You have also seen shadows, so you should be able to understand this."
Ma En looked at the careless crying man and finally asked the question in his mind:
"Who sent you here, and why on earth are you here.
"I don't remember who I offended?"
The man with the crying face casually pulled out a chair facing him, then leaned on the back of the chair with his hands and sat down, looking at Ma En, who still looked very calm, with his "eyes":
"Then you'd better think about it. I won't tell you who sent me here. I have professional ethics, but you can think carefully about who would want your life.
"But don't pretend to be in front of me. I know your life very well. If I tell you, the people who want to kill you might be lined up from here to the door of the restaurant. You are not as innocent as you say."
Ma En said seemingly sincerely:
"Then at least you can tell me who you are, right?"
The crying man tilted his head slightly, and then said with some confusion and curiosity:
"Are you really not afraid of me? I don't know if you have really realized that this guy standing in front of you right now who may look a little strange is actually a living person with super-level abilities.
"You are really going to die."
Ma En said with a simple face:
"Since I'm already going to die, it's not unacceptable to tell me these things. At least let me die and understand. I can't escape from your hands anyway."
The crying man said with great interest:
"I didn't expect that the target this time was an interesting guy. To be honest, you are quite interesting to me. If it wasn't my job to kill you, I might actually talk to you a little more.
"It seems that your fame in the Federation is not purely due to luck. Maybe I should pay more attention to you little guys, but unfortunately I can't answer you this time.
"Because my job is not to kill you, but to make you die painfully."
So if Ma En wants to know his identity and who killed him, then Crying Face Man cannot let him die clearly, after all, he took the job anyway.
He can't break the contract.
Ma En wrinkled slightly
eyebrow:
"If you want me to die in pain, then at least let me know why I died. If I died inexplicably like this, I would just feel confused.
"After all, I don't think I have made any mistakes that will lead to death. Only when you tell me what brought me to this point will I be able to feel regret and pain."
The lines on the mask of Crying Face’s eyes seem to blink:
"I can feel that you are not lying, but...
"Aren't you afraid? You are going to die, and your soul and body will turn into powder. It's like this time has never happened before, but you don't seem to care about anything.
"Is there something wrong with your brain?"
Ma En answered honestly:
"No, of course I'm afraid of death, otherwise I would have died long ago.
"It's just that fear of death won't keep me alive, right?"
There was a hint of disgust in the cry-faced man's tone:
"You're such a weirdo, I don't find you interesting anymore."
Ma En looked into his "eyes" and said:
"You want to kill me for some reason that has nothing to do with you. In my opinion, you are the weirdo..."
Click.
He heard the sound of the second hand beating again.
The man with the crying face also looked up at the ceiling as if he had received a signal, and then looked at Ma En again:
"We only have fifty-nine seconds left."
