"From the day I chose to join the Bureau of Different Controls, I thought I would never have the opportunity to be on TV again." Huang Bureau faced the camera and smiled wryly, "Because we all know that no matter how well we do our jobs, every time we Our name will definitely not be on the list of people receiving awards during the Chinese New Year holidays. There was an accident at work, and people disappeared. We dare not claim to be sacrificed to the outside world because we cannot explain the reason. We had to sign a non-disclosure agreement on the first day we came in. Protect people without special abilities, and also protect the 'accidents' in the cracks in our bureau."
The large LED screen in the square, the traffic broadcast, and mainstream and non-mainstream media were all broadcasting at once. This was the condition that the Yellow Bureau agreed to hand over Mithril.
Never before has so many people stared at her face that cannot be seen.
The host asked: "Are both of you special abilities?"
The director of the research institute said: "Yellow bureau is not, I am a special water system, but it is useless, I can only purify drinking water, not too much, two liters at a time, I have to rest for a day, it is far worse than a household water purifier .Actually, except for a few field elites who are at the forefront, most of the special abilities are the same as mine—not as good as small household appliances. There are even more than one-third of the special ability people whose abnormal energy level meets the definition of "special ability people". , there is nothing different from ordinary people at all. Because of the marginalized life all the year round, I am less courageous than ordinary people.”
"I'm not nervous, I'm not timid." Ping Qianru stuffed something into her mouth nervously while self-hypnotizing. It's like winding the brain.
Xiao Zheng signed, and the headquarters mobilized all the echo equipment in stock and sent them to more than 80 echo audio sources. Eighty-one echoing sound sources form a Suzaku totem, including Biquan Mountain and Chiyuan—Biquan Mountain is currently out of contact, including the two big bosses, and there are dangerous people in Chiyuan District, Xiao Zheng has mobilized the field team The elite siege has passed—these two places are highly dangerous areas, and it is inconvenient for the non-combatants of the aftercare department to go there to make trouble. The other seventy-nine "formation eyes" are all they want to fight for.
Because Ping Qianru got Xiao's father's signature, and she is considered a "special ability", in the absence of the head of the department, Ping Qianru naturally became the backbone of everyone.
However, this backbone is paper.
Ping Qianru's greatest pursuit in this life is to be a good follower. She is careful and thoughtful, taciturn and loyal. Even in the most dangerous time, she has the courage to cry while refusing to abandon her companions... But she has never made up her own mind .
What is she, where does she have an idea
This is the first time that Ping Qianru is in charge of leading a team, and there is not even a "novice task". It is a life-threatening hell mode when she comes up, and she is completely pushed out.
"Sister Ping, after we deliver the equipment to the designated place, what should we do next?"
Ping Qianru was in a hurry, swallowed half of the muffin cake in her mouth, and stretched her neck out of choking: "This..."
A colleague from the aftermath department asked, "What did Director Xuan tell you?"
Ping Qianru thumped her chest: "Director Xuan didn't tell me anything."
Everyone in the aftermath department didn't believe it: "If Director Xuan didn't leave a message, how could you convince Director Xiao to get the signature?"
"Sister Ping, think about it carefully. Did Director Xuan tell you anything before he left?"
Ping Qianru looked at this in a panic, then at that: "I..."
At this time, the accompanying technician reported: "Sister Ping, those plants have undergone a secondary mutation just now, some of the leaves have turned from green to red, and the energy transmitted from the eighty-one reverberating sound sources is stronger than before, and some of the plants from these eight The meaning of the eleven formation eyes spreading around."
Ping Qianru trembled: "Hey..."
"Sister Ping, how do you access the device?"
"Sister Ping, do we want to connect to the reverb sound and be the leader?"
"I heard that the field staff used mithril cannons to try to bomb those echo sources before, and they blew up a big hole in the ground, which was scary. As a result, not only the echo sources were not destroyed, but a giant octopus-like tree grew out of the pit. The tree, even their helicopter got involved. The field staff got hurt a lot, we... us people, just rushed over... can it work? Shouldn't we buy insurance first?"
For a moment, Ping Qianru only felt that the surroundings were full of voices, and countless people opened their mouths "babbling", waiting for her to feed her "quasi-idea" and tie their merits and demerits to her. She had never felt the gods of Xiao Zheng and the others—how on earth did they hear what everyone said clearly, and still answer one by one according to the priority
For a while, she wished she could have a mouth all over her body, and after a long time, she stumbled and answered one of the questions: "Yes, you can use the abnormal energy of the eye riot. When large-scale equipment is used in the field, there are often energy problems. Energy converter, didn’t the colleagues in the field say that trees grew in the pit they blew up? We can use the abnormal energy converter to connect the reverberation equipment into the big tree... "
The person next to her took out a small notebook and quickly memorized the main points of her words, but Ping Qianru herself became less and less confident as she spoke. In the end, her voice was almost too low to be heard.
"What did you say, Miss Ping?" A colleague asked, "How do you access it? Do you insert the converter directly into the tree trunk? But I heard that the tree is very aggressive. Can you get close? Besides, I remember the different The power converter also has an upper limit of energy, what if its power reaction is too strong and the converter blows up?"
Ping Qianru is speechless, she cannot be questioned - as long as someone does not agree with her, there is no need to even object, just give her a puzzled look, and she will wonder if she said something wrong, originally I am not sure about the things I know, and I am confused for a while when I am asked.
"Sister Ping, we've reached the first formation. Are you ready? Start landing—"
Ping Qianru: "What..."
She was totally unprepared!
"Colleagues, please pay attention," the pilot said, "at present, the reverberation sound source is centered on the eye of the array, spreading along the surrounding plants at a speed of about 30 kilometers per hour. The possibility of subsequent diffusion acceleration cannot be ruled out. Continue at this speed , within five minutes, the nearest populated area will be re-covered…”
With Ping Qianru's mind blank, the helicopter landed, and before it could stop, a group of distressed field staff rushed up, and immediately put down the trembling aftermath officers who had echo equipment.
These field workers were directly thrown down from mid-air by the demon tree at the center of the formation, and they have been entangled with it for a long time. They have tried countless methods, but they can't stop the spread of the reverberation. Horses are treated as live horse medicine, whether it works or not will be discussed later.
They were used to being quick and resolute in the field work, and before Ping Qianru could speak, they had already unloaded the equipment. The big tree growing out of the formation is half green and half rust-colored, exuding a strong fishy smell, standing tall, like a terrible monster in the night.
The aftermath nerds who had never seen this kind of world looked up at this one, like a group of hamsters whose limbs were stiff with fright, and the courage to "clear the suspicion of the aftermath" in the office was gone.
"It's going on for a while, while it's not moving, hurry up! The aftercare staff will explain how to do it. I said you are here to visit the mutant tree in a group. Do you want to take pictures as a souvenir, comrades? Don't waste time! "
Ping Qianru gave a shock, and instinctively followed the order and ran over. However, at this moment, the mutant tree growing out of the formation seemed to sense something, and let out a deep roar, and those deadly vines like octopus claws twitched. up.
"It's started again, retreat!"
Ping Qianru was powerless, and she couldn't even react when she was in danger. A field worker grabbed her by the collar and pulled her back. The vicious cane brushed against her neck, Ping Qianru felt a burning pain on her face, and a "buzzing" sound in her ears—reached out her hand, and the shield on one side of her was broken.
The next moment, extremely strong reverberation flooded into her eardrums like a torrent.
She felt immense humiliation, anger... and fear.
The on-site field workers have been entangled with this mutant tree all night. They probably have figured out its attack range and withdrew out with experience. The tree roared and said blankly: "I heard that the headquarters still handed over the Mithril, is that true?"
In the broadcast of the chaotic jammer distribution site, the host asked Bureau Huang and the director of the research institute: "Can you tell us where the special energy comes from?"
"We are born, but we are not considered a race. We don't know where we came from, and we can't refuse this innate 'gift'. It may be related to the abnormal energy in the earth's crust. Historically, different The birth rate of special abilities in each period is also different. In some periods, special abilities are almost extinct, and in some periods, the birth rate will increase significantly. When the birth rate of special abilities rises, it is often accompanied by major natural and man-made disasters, so we Always seen as an ominous person."
"Since ancient times, those who are different from others have never had a good end. Special abilities themselves will cause suspicion and greed. We know it in our hearts. Therefore, most people with special abilities carefully hide in the crowd, not daring to show that they are different, or Get together and hug each other, just to survive, and not to be caught and burned like a monster."
Yan Qiushan broke away from Wang Ze's hand, knelt down, and held Zhichun in both hands.
Zhichun's plastic face was covered in dust, and his clothes hung in tatters on the miserable baby's body. His gray plastic eyes were dim and melancholy, and they held only a little weight in his hands, but Yan Qiushan's hands were trembling as if he had lost all strength. , like a stray dog driven out from under the eaves in the heavy rain, with no support in the world.
Zhichun patted him: "I'm just a root of macaroni, and it doesn't hurt. It's because of the amulet His Majesty gave me that I have the courage to block Mithril for you. Alas, Your Majesty doesn't look like the picture in the book, he So handsome, I didn't tell you because I was afraid you were too jealous, don't be afraid."
Yan Qiushan couldn't speak, he had to clenched his teeth tightly so that he didn't show a single crack, and he didn't dare to breathe casually, so as not to cry in public. People around did not dare to get close to these "superpowers", and looked at Yan Qiushan in amazement and bewilderment. Such an old man was kneeling on the ground, holding an old doll, silently tearing his heart, it looked really weird And ridiculous.
Only the voice of the yellow bureau on the radio slowly flows through the radio waves between the two groups of people who are clearly separated.
"In recent decades, the birth rate of special abilities has begun to rise again, so we established an official organization to discipline others and ourselves. There are also bad people in special abilities, some who do evil, and some who want to use special abilities to compete unfairly. Those black sheep in the special power should be well controlled, and they will not drag all the special power people into the water, so that everyone can live in peace forever."
"For this reason, we have strict self-discipline. The management regulations for special talents have been uploaded to the official website that is open to the public today, and everyone can read it freely. Since the establishment of the Different Control Bureau, five versions have been updated in less than a hundred years. The last version It was revised four years ago, and each edition is stricter than the last."
"A person with special ability who conceals his identity as a special ability and participates in large-scale international and domestic sports competitions will be sentenced to prison; a person with special ability must submit an application when registering for the college entrance examination and enter a special examination room, otherwise it will be regarded as cheating; field personnel who handle abnormal energy events If it causes casualties to ordinary people, it is absolutely unacceptable unless it is caused by force majeure; if the casualties of ordinary people exceed a certain number, regardless of whether it is due to force majeure or not, the relevant person in charge must accept serious punishment.”
The director of the research institute said: "How many comrades died carelessly because of the high-tension line, I can't give you an exact number-it's impossible to count, but everyone has no complaints, because it must be like this. The mithril bullet belongs to my predecessor. The dean took the lead, and it was also my old leader. It took a full ten years to research the first generation of weapons that can perfectly evade non-specialized personnel, so that our field staff can fight without shackles."
"On the day the experiment was successful, I ran out to inform the field security department that the young researcher was me. I was crying while running, and the field colleagues who were waiting outside thought the experiment had failed. Because my sister is also a special energy, she died in the field mission back then. It’s less than 23 years old... The field colleagues who were waiting outside scolded me, "Why did you succeed?", and cried along with me... At that time, we all thought that Mithril was our way out."
"Everyone, if you're in a public place, please don't panic. Mithril bullets will automatically evade ordinary people. As long as they don't cause a stampede, you won't be injured... I just didn't expect that Mithril's 'outlet' has now become a serious problem." to our own sword."
At this time, the sky above Chiyuan was full of helicopters, and the long hair of Yao Wangying flew up and down in the air angrily. One of his eyes had turned crimson red, staring greedily at Chiyuan, and he ordered Gong Chenggong behind him. Say, "Go and tell your people..."
There was no sound behind him, Yao Wangying sensed something, turned around, only to find that Gong Chenggong had disappeared at some point.
After being stunned for a moment, Yao Wangying sneered: "Heh... Human Race."
"Director Xiao, everyone," the voice of Yuexi Gu, who sees through the eyes, came from the communicator, "I saw him, upload his location to everyone at the same time, be careful, I saw that his energy level is quite high, and he has at least three different energy sources."
"It should be the three human demons he devoured," Xiao Zheng said, "Attention, this place is too close to Chiyuan, His Majesty said that he can't kill directly, otherwise the human demons swallowed by him will touch Chiyuan's seal, ours The first priority is to keep him under control and not let him continue to wreak havoc."
"Xiaogu, share the enemy's position at any time, the bushes are too thick, there are miasmas in the forest, the telescope will not work!"
"Down the energy shield—"
"Prepare a powerful electric shock spell."
"Fengshen's third detachment guards the edge of Chiyuan and cannot let him escape again."
Yao Wangying laughed loudly: "A group of ants who are overwhelmed!"
In more than 80 formations, the reverberating sound sources that had spread out at a uniform speed suddenly accelerated.
Ping Qianru heard her colleague say, "Oh no!"
"Is there any other way to get our equipment in there?"
Ping Qianru had been stuffed with a new jammer by someone, and the field staff next to her kept urging her to find a way, and in a hurry, her jammer couldn't be put on for a while...
At this moment, amidst the chaotic reverberation, a strange tone suddenly sounded. It was clearly an unfamiliar foreign language, but for some reason, it broke through the encirclement and got into Ping Qianru's eardrum.
And she somehow understood it.
"The bloodline of the Witch Race..."
Ping Qianru: "What?"
The voice murmured, like raving: "The blood of the witch, isn't it... Has it been cut off in the witch grave..."
In Biquan Mountain, Xuan Ji used the witch spell to make a big move, and burned a bunch of vines that were entangled around the two of them. Suddenly, something went wrong with the blood-stained vines, and she was entangled with herself. Together, the attack was suspended.
Sheng Lingyuan lost a lot of blood, and his face was already white and transparent. Suddenly, he raised his head as if feeling something, and said softly, "A Luojin."
Chiyuan is immortal, humans and demons are immortal, and the demon king Ying used the power of the heavenly demon to devour the three major human demons of "greed, hatred and ignorance", but it seems that he has some indigestion—the demonic energy belonging to the witch tribe seems to be cursed by a powerful witch. With a resonance, there was a vague tendency to lose control, and there was a noise in the echo of rushing into the bronze tripod.
Xuan Ji also felt it, he almost overdrawn with a big move just now, panting and asked: "What's the matter?"
Sheng Lingyuan: "Listen."
In the reverberation of anger and humiliation, there was an incompatible, dazed murmur, chanting "the blood of the witch people" over and over again.
After all, it is... the obsession that the young patriarch of Dongchuan never forgot, and did not change when he was possessed by demons.
Xuan Ji: "Does the witch race still have blood?"
"Yes," Sheng Lingyuan said, "my queen's wife is the orphan of the Wuren tribe. She protected many tribesmen scattered all over the place. I personally placed those people... Wuren are very similar to the human race. The descendants of the mixed race can hardly see What is the difference between it and the ordinary human race—the little girl under your hand is."