Bustling crowds.
People were walking in one direction holding signs. Although the slogans they shouted were messy, they had a strange sense of coordination because of the unified content. If you look closely, you can find that most of them have dull eyes, as if they have lost their own thoughts. They only know how to follow the direction of the flow of people and shout slogans unconsciously.
"It feels creepy." Mo Qiuran, who was following the flow of people, looked around while wearing a hat and holding a slogan flag.
"There's nothing creepy about your performance." Fingel said. He could tell that Mo Qiuran's heart was unbelievably big. Even among the hypnotized people, he didn't have the slightest trace of it. Affected, his eyes always lingered on Fingel's waist.
They did not hide, because there was no place to hide along the way, and it would be too conspicuous if three motionless people suddenly appeared among the crowds of people all moving in one direction, so they could only move along with the crowd to avoid exposed.
"Stop thinking about it, I won't give it to you." Fingel refused righteously.
"As a law-abiding citizen of a country that bans guns, I have never touched a gun since I was born. It has always been my dream to come into contact with this kind of weapon. Can you, senior, have the heart to reject such a simple thing from a minor..." Mo Qiuran said Face said sincerely.
"Stop, it's impossible. This matter is non-negotiable. Even if you treat me to a steak buffet, I won't agree!" Fingel shook his head firmly, "There are ordinary people around here, and you haven't been trained. , do you want me to make a mistake and be fined and suspended from school?"
"Okay then." Mo Qiuran gave up.
Chu Zihang on the side remained silent. He knew that Mo Qiuran was lying when he first said it, because during the military training of Shilan Middle School, students were taken to the shooting range for live ammunition training. When shooting a rice rifle in a prone position, Mo Qiuran ranked first in the grade, with five shots and fifty rings. In order to verify whether anyone else "unintentionally helped", the instructor asked Mo Qiuran to shoot another ten rounds alone, and the target was reported directly. One hundred rings.
A natural-born sharpshooter with perfect shots is nothing more than this!
At that time, the instructors were tempted and asked Mo Qiuran if he wanted to consider going to a military academy...but Mo Qiuran didn't go in the end.
"So what are we going to do next?" It only took three seconds for Mo Qiuran to go from being depressed to being full of energy again. "Can I use the word spirit?"
"It cannot be used without authorization. The existence of the hybrid dragon race cannot be exposed to ordinary people. Although it can be hypnotized to erase the memory afterwards, it is difficult to completely avoid recurrence. With so many people here, the project will be too big. Unless it is a last resort...wait, have you already seen the Awakening Word Spirit?" Fingel said and suddenly realized.
"Yes." Mo Qiuran nodded.
"What about you?" Fingel looked at Chu Zihang.
"Me too." Chu Zihang nodded.
"Hiss!" Fingel took a breath, "Professor Schneider said your bloodline is very good, so your bloodline rating is..."
"We all have A's, but I heard that there will be some kind of exam, right?" Mo Qiuran replied.
Fingel held his heart and felt his heart stop.
"Professor, can you regret quitting now?" Fingel said with tears in his eyes, "You have stuffed two time bombs into me!"
"I believe in your ability... and I also believe that they are smart people who will not be so impulsive and reckless." Professor Schneider felt inexplicably guilty when he said the second half of the sentence.
The main thing is that although people like Mo Qiuran know that he is very smart, they just don't know whether he will do something shocking in the next moment...
"I want to quit! If I don't manage it well, they lose control and let out their speaking spirits. Then wouldn't this be... what is their speaking spirit?" Fingel suddenly thought of this important question.
"The Yanling has not been determined yet," Professor Schneider paused, "What I can tell you is that they should all have the ability to cause powerful damage in a wide range..."
"Then this is a time bomb, isn't it? It's a super enhanced version!" Fingel was stunned.
"Anyway, it's impossible to quit now. The lecture is about to begin. There is a big square ahead, and all the people are gathering there. If you go against it at this time, you will only be exposed." Professor Schneider whispered, "I will always Assessing the situation, the Chicago police have blocked all roads leading here. This is the cemetery we selected for this guy. All that needs to be done now is to minimize the damage, but if you encounter fatal danger, you I will be given unlimited rights to self-defense and counterattack, and I will shoulder all the responsibilities.”
"I just hope these two uncles can listen to me now," Fingel looked at Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang... mainly Mo Qiuran.
"Don't worry, senior, do you think I am the kind of person who causes trouble?" Mo Qiuran had a "you have to believe me" expression on his face.
"It's very similar." Fingel nodded without hesitation.
"It seems that I can't live up to your expectations, senior..." Mo Qiuran said thoughtfully.
"No, no, no, sir, I will kneel down for you!" Fingel grabbed Mo Qiuran's hand and said, "I'll treat you to...Burger King later!"
"Senior, do you think I'm the kind of person who takes advantage of the opportunity to threaten others? It's really annoying!" Mo Qiuran said.
"I just like your noble moral cultivation and quality, junior fellow student..." Fingel sighed with emotion.
"So just tell me more news from the school after the matter is over! Thank you, senior!" Mo Qiuran patted his shoulder and said.
Fingel's remaining words of praise were choked in his throat before he could finish them. His expression probably looked like that of a resentful woman who had been bullied, but his figure and beard didn't elicit any sympathy at all. It means more like mental pollution.
Mo Qiuran directly looked away. After a brief contact, he already understood what kind of person this senior was, because the similarity was too high!
Although Mo Qiuran himself would not admit this...
…
The crowd gathered in the square, with a stage that had been set up in the middle. They raised their slogans and flags like fanatical cultists and waved them. For a moment, they seemed to have formed a forest of arms, which was terrifying. Just like the witchcraft gathering of the ancient Mayans, people drank poisonous mushroom soup and danced with the wizard under the control of the poisonous mushroom. The group was unconscious, their eyes were dull, and they murmured repeated words over and over again.
However, the wizard didn't even come out, he was just in the modified bulletproof RV. If you have to say it, he was probably more like a puppet master. Invisible threads turned these people into dolls in his hands.
"Sniper position number one is ready."
"Assault position No. 2 is ready."
"The third blasting position is ready."
"No. 4..."
In another channel, the Executive Department specialists are making preparations in an orderly manner.
This is the cemetery of this mixed race. No reporter can photograph the situation here at this moment. No news department can report the news about the "Perfect Evolution" parade... because this guy has touched the vast majority of mixed races. Their reverse scales.
The existence of hybrids and dragons must not be known to any unrelated ordinary people!
So this time Cassel College will take action even if it may cause casualties to ordinary people, because if they don't take action, other hybrid organizations will take action. How much of the controlled people here can survive is really a matter of course. Hard thing to say.
The next second, everything was silent.
There are no less than a thousand people in the huge square. Even if half of them whisper a word, it will be as noisy as a busy city. However, at this moment, it is so quiet that you can hear the drop of a needle, and even the sound of breathing can be heard. Suddenly, it was like the tape being played was strangled, and a strange atmosphere enveloped the entire square in an instant.
However, this is just the beginning.
"Humans are so weak."
The people marching in the square said in unison, their eyes full of enthusiasm, as if they had witnessed a miracle, and then they followed the guidance of "God" to speak. They opened and closed at exactly the same time, and even the volume was the same. The sounds resonated and superimposed, so the words were so loud and neat that it was unbelievable, and I got goosebumps all over my body!
"Norma," Professor Schneider said, "What's going on?"
"After large-scale and long-term hypnosis, it is speculated that the target can use instant mind control to control the behavior of the hypnotized people. This is why the action planning is restricted everywhere." Norma answered.
"Can the sniper find the target?" Professor Schneider asked.
"The target can't be found at sniper position No. 1. The target has been in the RV." The specialist replied.
"Demoman ready," Professor Schneider said without hesitation.
Based on Norma's assessment of the robustness of the RV, blasting requires a considerable amount of force. Although such an explosion at this moment would make it difficult for ordinary people around the RV to survive... But this is the only way to take it, because we don't know what will happen next. Will this psychotic hybrid control all ordinary people to commit suicide?
"Wait! I saw the target...he got out of the car!" Commissioner No. 1 said, "Request to shoot!"
"Pre-aim, don't shoot yet!" Professor Schneider quickly stopped, and he began to become alert. The guy had always been so cautious, and his impenetrable defensive measures made Norma even think of a perfect solution. However, now he is so grandiose. Appeared?
"If the opponent shows signs of disappearing, you can shoot immediately." Professor Schneider continued, "First find out what he wants to do."
The man was wearing a crisp suit, his skin was a little sickly pale, he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his hair was meticulously combed into a slick, and he looked like a gentle scholar.
If not, who would have known that he was a patient who had caused so much trouble not long after he came out of the mental hospital?
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to... this grand lecture." The man spoke slowly. He did not need a loudspeaker or broadcast, because as he spoke, the crowd in the audience also spoke in unison, like A bunch of lifeless puppets at the mercy of others.
"There are so many shortcomings in human beings. The body is so fragile that it can be sent away by a bullet, the spirit is so weak that it can be controlled at will... and then there is the ignorant arrogance, thinking that this way, one has already stood at the top. ." The man who walked up to the podium said softly.
"Ah, people are set up. The mentally ill cynical person regards himself as the savior after gaining power," Mo Qiuran lowered his voice and said, "Classic villain!"
"At times like this, a classic righteous male protagonist needs to emerge." Fingel nodded in agreement.
"Before that, can you take a look at the surrounding situation?" Chu Zihang added.
"What's going on!" Mo Qiuran and Fingel were both shocked.
While they were speaking, the ordinary people who were originally facing the podium turned towards them, took a step back to clear their seats, and their glassy eyes looked even more terrifying at this time!
"Husky report! We have been exposed! Apply for action, they are really scary!" Mo Qiuran said.
"When you say it's scary, can you calm down the excited and long-awaited expression on your face..." Fingel on the other side persuaded.
"Oh, expressions don't matter at this time..." Mo Qiuran said sarcastically.
So can you have some self-awareness? You have been discovered! Schneider was roaring in his heart, but at this moment he didn't care about how they were exposed. Inexplicably, he still felt relaxed. Maybe it was because this was the only thing that went wrong?
"Assaulter No. 2 reports...I have also been spotted," the commissioner said.
"Report No. 3, I was also discovered!"
A series of reports sounded, and a floor plan was spread out on the large screen in the command room. There were some small circles among the dense crowd...the small dots in the middle of the circles were the commissioners of the execution department!
Professor Schneider looked stern. It seemed that it was not Mo Qiuran and the others who had done something that led to the exposure, but that the enemy could distinguish between ordinary people and hybrids. So he understood that no matter what the other party's purpose was, he could not delay it any longer at this time: "Permission to shoot!"
In an instant, a thunderous gunshot pierced the sky, which was obtained at the expense of concealment for speed and power. Blood mist burst out, and a ball of bloody red mist burst out from the chest of the man in the suit, and he fell directly to the ground!
"Successfully hit the target!"
Schneider breathed a sigh of relief.
"No, the control has not been lifted!" a commissioner exclaimed.
"What's going on?" Schneider was shocked.
"The person releasing the spirit must stop his mind control after he loses consciousness. Unless the target is wrong, this mental patient is also a controlled puppet." Norma said.
"Damn it!" Schneider cursed.
"Reckless guests, I guess you should be very angry," people said in unison with weird smiles on their faces, "But can you find me? I can be anyone! I am invincible! Even if you have and I have the same bloodline, but my perfect evolution makes me fearless, and I will become a god in the new era!"
"Is this a miscalculation?" Mo Qiuran asked quietly.
"Miscalculation? You seem to have some misunderstanding about the college's executive department," Fingel said without any panic on his face. "The people in Kassel College are all a bunch of lunatics, and then the people in the executive department are the lunatics among lunatics. Now it's like this The situation can only be said to be that planA has failed and it is necessary to switch to planB. According to Professor Schneider's habit..."
"Attention all units, from now on you have unlimited counterattack rights. If the opponent controls ordinary people to attack, try to make them lose their combat effectiveness while ensuring your own safety! Killing is allowed if necessary!" Professor Schneider said hoarsely and coldly in the headset. came the voice.
Since the problem cannot be solved with precise strikes, then simply annihilate them all and then find them one by one!
