Ye Zhong, who was thinking about it in his mind, saw Ban Meng playing with the dagger and couldn't put it down. He said calmly: But I will give this dagger to you. "
"Give it to me?" Banmeng asked in surprise.
"Yes." Ye Zhong remained expressionless, but in Ban Meng's eyes, he wanted to go up and kiss him. The dagger used by Ye Chong was not very high-end because it was a consumable item. The dagger he was guarding was unparalleled in the world, but he had given the guard to Rui Bing, so naturally he couldn't keep the two daggers for himself.
"Then what do you use for cutting here?"
"Light knife." Ban Meng now has a different regard for Ye Zhong. He looks rough but has a very delicate mind. If the other party is willing to give such a precious thing to you, it means that the other party is not hostile. Otherwise, the other party doesn't need to come up with these empty tricks at all. The difference in strength between the two sides is too great. So now he was more interested in the questions Ye Zhong asked, but he couldn't help but feel a little doubtful in his heart. Why didn't this man know anything
"Light knife? Show it to me."
Madara searched his pocket and took out a flat tablet two fingers wide.
Ye Chong took it and looked at it carefully. This thing is very light to buy, and it should be made of an unknown wood. The tablet is about two fingers wide, about ten centimeters long, and about one centimeter thick. The surface of the tablet is light plain, with a hook at the end, a green stone near the hook, and a red button at the head.
Laser knife!
Ye Chong knew what it was the first time he saw it. The green stone is supposed to power it, and the red button is the energizer. Ye Zhong tried to press the red button, and sure enough, a white light blade spit out from its head, long and narrow like a knife.
The white light blade is as condensed as substance. Moreover, the shape of the light blade spit out is very good, and the edges are very clear.
Ye Zhong squatted down and gently scratched the ground with the laser knife in his hand. He didn't feel any resistance with his hand. And a very deep scar has been left on the ground.
What a high-end laser knife! Although his expression remained normal, Ye Chong was deeply shocked.
Laser swords are not high-tech, and Ye Zhong has used them many times before. But there are some difficulties with the laser knife, such as its degree of energy, that is, the degree of condensation of its light blade. The more concise the light blade, the clearer its light edge line, the better its cutting performance, and the smoother the cutting surface.
This is an important issue that has been plaguing the development of laser knife. As far as Ye Zhong knew, the current laser sword could not achieve such condensation. This is why most advanced light armor prefers to use alloy swords instead of laser swords.
And if the laser knife is fighting with the opponent. The resulting solid laser beam is very prone to wobbling. But when Ye Zhong tried to cut the ground with the laser knife on his hand just now, its light blade did not move at all.
This is a very advanced laser knife!
"Hey, you two. Vandalizing public property on the street is punishable by a fine of thirty euros. This is the ticket!" An old lady in red rushed over in a menacing manner.
Ye Chong stood up, turned around, and his eyes fell on the old lady.
Banmeng's mind suddenly exploded. Oh my God! How could I be so careless? Isn't this old woman obviously looking for death? What if this murderous god becomes angry? That…
When he thought about the consequences, Banmeng's eyes seemed to be enveloped in a sea of blood, and the whole street became a river of blood. shudder.
"What are you looking at? What? Not convinced? Let me tell you, grandma and I have been hanging out on this street since thirty years ago. Hey, no one dares to act wild here! If you want to challenge me, grandma, you are too stupid. Tender!" The old lady's eyes widened angrily, and she rolled up her sleeves, revealing a green dragon flying among the layers of wrinkles.
It’s over! It's completely over now! Banmeng was completely desperate. He knew that the strange man next to him was by no means an easy person to talk to. The three-legged beast was in front of him. In other words, it only takes a little time to raise his hands. How could he tolerate others scolding him like this in front of him? Legend has it that all those masters would kill people at the slightest displeasure, treating human life as nothing.
Banmeng felt that his life was extremely gloomy. He didn't know what bad luck he had in his previous life to provoke such a murderous god.
Thinking that once this master goes crazy and kills people, his future will be over! Oh my God, the gods and Buddhas in the sky, please save me!
"Money, pay for it."
Ban Meng still closed his eyes tightly, he did not dare to look, he believed that the scene must be very bloody.
"Money, pay for it!"
Hey, isn't this the cold man's voice? Ban Meng reacted and opened his eyes.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Ye Zhong tilting his head, looking at him calmly, and motioning for him to pay: "Pay."
But the old lady still maintained her glaring look. Banmeng reacted immediately: "Okay, okay! Money! Money!" Banmeng hurriedly took out the money from his pocket.
Unexpectedly, this man's temper was not as bad as he thought. Banmeng thought as he took out the money. He heard that any master would not have a good temper, and bullying the weak was probably the most common thing.
"Hmph, that's pretty much it." The old lady grabbed the money from Banmeng's hand with great courage and handed him a ticket instead.
Ye Chong said to Ban Meng, "Let's go" as if he was not affected at all.
Along the way, Ban Meng secretly glanced at Ye Zhong from time to time. He felt that this strange and cold man was always difficult to understand.
The two of them walked forward silently, one behind the other.
"Here, we're here." Banmeng whispered. This is a three-story small house with a yard of about two hundred square meters.
Pushing open the courtyard door, Banmeng shouted: "I'm back."
"Mengmeng is back! Why are you back so late today?" A female voice came from the room, and then a beautiful middle-aged woman came out. She wore a floral apron on her chest and a high bun on her head. Seeing Banmeng's embarrassed look, she was shocked: "What's going on? Didn't you go to drive the wooden kite today? How did it end up like this? Is there a malfunction?"
"That damn boss actually sold me a parallel import that disintegrated in mid-air!" Banmeng cursed through gritted teeth. He didn't even know that his wooden kite was shot to the ground by the cold man behind him.
"It's good if nothing happens! It's good if nothing happens!" Banmeng's mother carefully took out a towel. After wiping Banmeng's face for him, Banmeng's mother noticed Ye Zhongdi's presence: "This is..."
"He is my classmate. His parents are away from home, so I asked him to live in our house during this period." Banmeng opened his eyes and told lies. It was so smooth that Ye Zhong was slightly surprised.
"Hello, Auntie." Ye Chong called politely.
"Come on, come on, come in quickly! It's rare to have guests at home, just treat it as your own home, don't be polite!" The mother, who had never seen such strange attire before, had a flash of surprise in her eyes, but then she greeted her warmly. Ye Chong. At this time, the lines on Ye Chong's face were no longer cold and hard, on the contrary, because the lines were soft. In addition, he himself is tall and tall, and he looks a bit elegant.
Ban Meng opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Zhong in disbelief. He never believed that this cold man could act like such a good boy, with no trace of murderous intent in his body.
Completely ignoring the stunned Ban Meng, Ye Zhong followed Ban Meng's mother into the house.
Ye Zhong couldn't tell whether the furnishings in the house were good or bad. As for the strange things placed everywhere, he could only pretend that he didn't recognize them. Now is not the time to study such things.
Sitting quietly like this, Ye Chong looked like a very educated young man.
The dinner was very sumptuous and Father was very busy at work. Even eating is a bit hurried.
They arranged a special room for Ye Chong.
While he and Ban Meng were alone upstairs, Ye Zhong suddenly carried Ban Meng into his room like lightning. It was only when this action appeared that Banmeng realized that this gentle and obedient man who seemed to have no lethality was actually a terrifying guy who could kill without blinking an eye, no, a three-legged beast without blinking an eye.
"What are you going to do?" Banmeng forced himself to calm down.
"I have a question for you." The gentle and obedient man immediately turned into a cold and dangerous person.
"what is the problem?"
Yes, why should one of us start asking? Ye Chong was a little confused. Almost everything here feels strange to him. Suddenly thinking of the mottled wooden kite, a thought flashed through Ye Zhong's mind, safety first!
He first needs to know who or what can pose a threat to his safety.
"Who is the strongest person among you?"
"The strongest person? Are you talking about Ye Tacheng? Well, let me think about it, it should be Duo Ka, he is a level six shooter!" Ban Meng thought for a while and was not sure.
"A shooter? What is a shooter?" Ye Chong continued to ask.
"Oh my god, boss, are you from an alien planet? Even the shooter doesn't know about it?" Banmeng shouted exaggeratedly, but when he saw Ye Zhong's eyebrows raised upwards, he quickly stopped speaking.
"Well, how do you explain shooters? Shooters, they have the strongest spiritual sense, their bullets are perfect, and they are the most powerful warriors in the world." Banmeng racked his brains before he came up with this explanation that was not an explanation.
Ye Chong understood somewhat, it turned out to be a long-range combatant. Considering the advanced laser technology here, it is not surprising that remote technology is developed. However, Ye Chong frowned a little. The laser technology here was so advanced that it was not difficult to imagine how powerful it would be if it were made into a firearm. What melee warriors hate most is probably long-range attacks that can bring serious threats to themselves.
But, what is divine thought
"What is spiritual thought? What do you want me to say? If you have spiritual thought, you can use it to control aircraft or guns." Ban Meng gestured for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out. .
"Let me take a look." Ye Zhong said.
Thinking of his pitifully weak divine will, Banmeng's face turned red, and he said for a long time: "I... my spiritual will is too weak."
"Oh." Ye Zhong changed the question: "Do you have any weapons here?"
"Weapons?" Banmeng immediately jumped up in shock: "What do you want to do?"
"Look." Ye Chong was quite surprised as to why Banmeng's reaction was so big.
"I don't even have the lowest flying qualification certificate, how can I own weapons. If you want to own weapons, you must first obtain an intermediate flying certificate, and secondly. Your spiritual consciousness needs to pass level four. Some powerful weapons, they require More strict." Banmeng explained.
"Where can I get it?" Ye Chong asked.
Banmeng shook his head: "You don't have a license, others won't sell it to you at all."
"Just grab it." Ye Zhong said casually. However, he did not expect that the weapons control here would be so strict, which was completely different from the places he had been before. No matter where. Light armor can be purchased at will.
Poor Banmeng's little face turned white with shock, and he swallowed hard: "You don't have to think about this. Next to every weapons store is the Justice Hall, where there are many experts, and anyone with evil intentions will be beaten into a hornet's nest immediately. "
"Well, then the plan needs to be more detailed." Ye Zhong thought thoughtfully.
madman! Absolutely crazy! If this guy really wants to rob, it will be a disaster! Banmeng said quickly: "Don't worry, don't worry! My friend has a single-barreled thermal gun. I will take you to see it tomorrow."
Ye Chong thought for a while and nodded: "Yeah, okay."
"What kind of aircraft was the Wooden Kite you piloted that day?" Ye Chong thought of another question.
Ban Meng's face turned red again: "The lowest level."
Ye Chong nodded thoughtfully again. The technology here is indeed unique. A low-level aircraft can only fall apart after being attacked by a rotary shuttle, instead of being shattered where it is hit. Whether it's the wooden kite or the laser knife. This made Ye Zhong not dare to despise the technology here. On the contrary, he was full of caution. He didn't know that there would be something here that could threaten him.
As for the spiritual thoughts that Ban Meng mentioned several times, Ye Chong has not figured out what is going on.
"You go and have a rest." Ye Zhong's words made Ban Meng feel amnesty.
the next day.
Ban Meng and Ye Zhong were walking on the road. Ye Chong had already changed into a set of mottled clothes and looked a bit student-like. And he deliberately softened the lines on his face, which also made him look more harmless. But Ban Meng was no longer fooled by the illusion. He said to Ye Zhong very carefully: "We have to go to school first, and we can go after school."
Ban Meng has always been a studious and motivated student. Although his spiritual power is still very weak, few people can match his level of hard work. He had never missed a class before, and he just tried to tell Ye Zhong this way. If Ye Zhong didn't agree, he would have no choice but to skip class. He can still clearly distinguish between his wealth and life and his studies.
Unexpectedly, Ye Chong agreed without thinking: "Okay."
School. In Ye Chong's concept, it is a place where it is easier to understand the world.
It seems that no matter where the schools are, they are always the same, at least in Ye Chong's opinion. The school is not large, but Ye Chong has seen many strange-looking aircraft. It can be heard from Ban Mengdi's words that this is just an ordinary school, neither good nor bad.
He also noticed that many students on the road would point and show disdain when they saw Ban Meng.
"They hate you?" Ye Chong asked.
"Probably so." Banmeng wrote in an understatement.
"Why?"
"It's nothing, it's just because my spiritual sense is too weak, but I want to be a flyer." Banmeng was used to this kind of situation, but Ye Zhong could still hear the sense of disappointment in it.
"Why don't you change your profession? Your body is more suitable for fighting." Ye Zhong suggested. In terms of fighting, Ye Zhong has the absolute right to speak. With the strength of a boundary fighter, he has reached the highest peak of fighting. Banmeng has a well-proportioned body shape and strong limbs, making him very suitable for learning to fight.
"Fighting? What's the use of fighting? It has no practical value." Ban Meng disagreed.
No practical value? Ye Chong was wondering how fighting could have no practical value. Even in the five star regions where fighting is the most declining, fighters are still regarded as one of the professions that can pose a threat to teachers. In the Heyue Star Region, the Ye Family and the Sang Clan are even more famous for fighting. As for the Free Star Region, fighting Training and training are the two most popular professions. This was the first time he heard that fighting was useless.
"Who did you listen to?"
"Everyone in the world knows it. Spirituality is the foundation of a person's strength. People without spirituality are useless." Shaking his head, Banmeng said with certainty: "The smallest and weakest club in our school is the fighting club, hehe. There are only three people. Just one random person from the Shooters Association is enough to knock it over."
Ye Chong didn't bother to argue about the power of fighting.
Ye Zhong naturally followed Ban Meng into the classroom, and Ban Meng was at his wits' end. This cold man was not old enough to listen to him. When the classmates saw Banmeng and another stranger entering the classroom, they all looked at them in surprise. Banmeng could only bite the bullet and turn a blind eye.
"Hey, little Banban, why did you bring a friend here today?" A guy with a very weird hairstyle came up. His head looked like a row of leeks planted on a smooth and discernible boulder. He looked at Banmeng with some evil intentions.
Then he turned around and looked at Ye Zhong: "Brother, why do you hang out with this waste? Are you also a waste?"
There was a burst of laughter in the classroom, and Madara's face turned red.
No matter from which angle you look at it, Ye Chong is a gentle and thin student. No one would have thought that this seemingly thin body contained such amazing energy.
"What are you talking about! Duo Fei, don't think that your dad is a level 6 shooter, so you are not relying on your dad's reputation!" Ban Meng retorted with a red face.
Duoca's father is Duoca, who is also the only level six shooter in Yetacheng. Duo Fei has been arrogant since he was a child. He doesn't like people saying that he relies on his father's authority. He sneered: "Okay, Ban Meng, you can't tell. If you haven't seen him for a few days, you don't know how heavy he is." , hum."
After saying that, he turned around and left with a sneer.
Other students in the classroom looked at Banmeng in surprise. They never expected that Banmeng, who usually tolerated his anger, would actually stand up and resist. Little did they know that Banmeng was afraid that these ignorant guys would offend the God of Death next to him, so he mustered up his courage today.
Ye Chong and Ban Meng sat in the last row. Ye Chong was not at all interested in the disputes between these children, let alone getting angry over such boring things. In his opinion, if you have a problem with someone, just do it directly. Talking about taking advantage has no practical meaning.
"Why didn't you take action just now?" Ye Zhong asked Banmeng, and then added: "You don't have to take care of me."
Of course I'm not caring about you! Banmeng cursed in his heart, everyone here combined can't beat you. Banmeng was worried that Ye Zhong would kill someone in school, so he would be involved.
"He can't beat you in a fight." Ye Zhong evaluated the physiques of both parties and made this judgment.
"What's the use of fighting? He has a license and weapons. It's easy to kill me." Ban Meng was very disapproving of Ye Zhong's words.
"Then you kill him first." Ye Zhong's words made Banmeng feel a chill in his heart. He was glad that he had done the right thing just now. This guy doesn't know how many people he has killed.
At this moment, the teacher came in. He was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.
The teacher announced class without even looking at Madara.
This lesson talks about some tips for manipulating spiritual thoughts.
After just listening for a while, Ye Zhong understood what the divine mind was. The spiritual thoughts are very similar to Shu Chengshi's spirit, but perhaps due to the difference in training methods, the spiritual thoughts tend to be more concentrated, while the spirit cultivated by Shu Chengshi is in a decentralized way. However, the two are essentially the same.
After understanding this, Ye Chong became more and more afraid to be careless. He was deeply impressed by how strange and unpredictable the abilities of spiritual masters were. And what height will the strength of professional combatants with this characteristic reach? Ye Chong was not sure about this either.
This world is very dangerous. You must be low-key and disguise yourself well. This was the first thought that came to Ye Chong's mind.