After Chen Xian agreed to join the Ningchuan branch, it can be said that the atmosphere in the Chen family's old house reached its climax, and Fatty Huo almost celebrated with dancing and dancing. After all, letting Chen Xian join the branch was a task assigned by the superior, and those who could not complete it would be criticized. he!
Although Chen Xian has a lot of requirements for entry, these are nothing to Fatty Huo. Although Chen Xian suggested that he may quit in the future, but from the current point of view... the task is better than anything else!
"Uncle Huo, have you ever known these two abnormal devices?" Chen Xian was also out of sight at this time, pointing to the few lines on the list and asked him, "Which one is more practical?"
"It's all very practical." Fatty Huo glanced at the two abnormal instruments on the list, with that friendly smile on his face, "I've seen them do experiments in the scientific research department, and the cinnabar pen is very easy to use Yes, and... it left a deep impression on me with its ability to paint the soul."
Speaking of this, Fatty Huo seemed to have remembered something, his eyes became a little distant, and the expression on his hippie smile was gradually overwhelmed by a kind of vicissitudes, and his smile gradually decreased a little.
"As long as it is a human-shaped pattern, it will appear out of the rice paper after it is outlined. Although the attack power is not as good as that of ordinary spirit bodies, but..." Fatty Huo smacked his lips, and half of the cigarette stuck to his dry mouth. It's quite funny, "Whoever you draw, the spirit that it can show is who."
"Anyone can?" Chen Xian was stunned for a moment, and his expression became obviously astonished. He seemed to have thought of a certain possibility, and before Fatty Huo could answer, he couldn't help asking again, "Is it enough to just draw it? As long as it is Can the humanoid pattern be materialized into derivatives?"
"Realization... It's not that exaggerated, but it's not too different." Fatty Huo took a puff of cigarette and said with a smile, "The spirit bodies outlined by the cinnabar pen are different from ordinary spirit bodies. Aggregates of conventional matter-energy, but their energy sources are more mysterious and less stable, and may disappear in a few minutes."
When Fatty Huo said this, he took the ashtray made of a moon cake tin box on the table, and flicked his fingers to shake the ash: "It's unrealistic to use those derivatives for combat, but fortunately, the writer can control them, so in the In some cases, they are more helpful than ordinary people think."
"What do they look like?" Chen Xian asked meticulously.
"It's very real. It looks much more real than ordinary spirit bodies, almost no different from living people." Fatty Huo replied.
Hearing this, Chen Xian nodded, and already understood the function of this abnormal instrument.
From a certain point of view, the spirit body that this tool can outline is not a spirit body, but a derivative that is close to real existence. Its greatest role is not to use those derivatives to fight, but to use those derivatives to fight. Derivatives to complete some special tasks, such as drawing a person who really exists in this world, and then use the identity of others to do certain things.
To give the simplest example, if Chen Xian used this cinnabar pen to draw the Patriarch of the Xu family, and controlled this derivative that looked exactly like the Patriarch of the Xu family, to enter the Xu family grandly...
In that case, as long as no one can recognize the true identity of the derivative, then Chen Xian can do a lot of things, just think of a few wicked routines, and he can make the Xu family go crazy without any effort The dog jumps.
Of course, he just thought about this kind of thing, because this pen has a greater role for him.
Like... draw someone who has long since disappeared from this world.
Chen Ba.
"Uncle Huo, Jiubeile's cinnabar pen... I see a hint in the brackets, it seems that special filing is required, can you explain to me what it means?" Chen Xian asked curiously.
"The cinnabar pen has a monitoring instrument installed by the Scientific Research Department of the Bureau of Secrets. Every time you use the cinnabar pen to call out derivatives, the monitoring instrument will automatically turn on, and the synchronous video data will be sent back to the headquarters." Fatty Huo explained unhurriedly, "This A pen is not an ordinary abnormal instrument, if the mind of the person who writes it is crooked, then this pen... will cause a lot of trouble."
Chen Xian leaned back slightly, and slowly leaned back on the chair. In those calm eyes, there was a look that Fatty Huo couldn't see through.
At this moment, Chen Xian had sensed something was wrong.
Although he thinks that there is a certain investment value in the eyes of the Bureau of Secrets, he does not think that the Bureau of Secrets can seek talents so eagerly. From a certain perspective, compared with the disappearing ancient master key, this The role of the pen is not too bad.
Use this kind of utensil that is barely comparable to a national treasure to attract yourself
Chen Xian thought about it, and felt that his value should not have reached this level. The only possibility is that the Bureau of Secrecy has encountered some difficulties, and the internal staff is really not enough, so he threw out this golden olive branch.
From the bottom of his heart, Chen Xian wanted this pen very much, but he always swallowed the words before he opened his mouth, because he hated the feeling of being watched very much, not to mention that he also had some pens that belonged only to him. It's a secret, so this kind of thing that may be exposed... He doesn't want to get involved too much.
"What is the sufferer?" Chen Xian asked suddenly.
"It's an ancient utensil dug out of the Yulin mine in 1991. It's roughly similar to a plaster mask, but it's very flexible and skin-friendly. It's a bit like a human skin mask." Huo The fat man patiently explained to Chen Xian, the unhurried tone only reminded Chen Xian of the sales in those shopping malls, "But that thing is very evil, and the side effects after use are relatively large, and most people can't control it." live."
"Since your superiors put that item in the list for me to choose, can it be assumed that they think I can control that item?" Chen Xian asked calmly.
Fatty Huo smiled and didn't say much.
"It's really hard to choose..."
Chen Xian flipped through the list several times left and right, silently checking whether he had missed any good things.
That ancient mask is very similar to a special stimulant. It can not only enhance the cell activity of the human body, but also increase the wearer's nerve response speed. This kind of increase can be said to be very practical for Chen Xian who can only fight in close quarters. There are certain side effects, but judging from the introduction, the probability of side effects is not 100%...
"I'll choose that mask." Chen Xian said.
"Have you figured it out?" Fatty Huo asked.
"There are too few utensils suitable for me, and the evil weapons on the list... I don't like them either." Chen Xian replied, remembering the meat saw still in the back room, he shook his head again, "Evil weapons I already have one, but I can't use the magic weapon, so it seems that it is more cost-effective to choose this kind of abnormal weapon."
Hearing this, Fatty Huo nodded with a smile, as if he knew that Chen Xian would choose this, so the expression on his face was not surprising, on the contrary, he acted as a matter of course.
Magical artifacts and evil artifacts can be exchanged for money. Although these high-level instruments are difficult to buy and are in a priceless state, if you spend a little more money, it is not impossible to buy them. , it's just going to be a hassle.
Therefore, compared with them, abnormal equipment is the best choice. Their rarity, coupled with the characteristics that they have never been traded in the market, these are enough to show that they are more precious and rare than magic weapons and evil weapons. many.
"Let's sign the employment contract this afternoon. I'll give you an address and you'll remember it..." Fatty Huo said, took out his phone and sent Chen Xian an address on WeChat. This was the first time he added Chen Xian's WeChat address. A message sent once.
After doing all this, Fatty Huo seemed to be completely relieved, and leaned lazily on the chair, with a relieved expression on his face.
"I've sent you the exact time and place. Remember to come here on time. I'll introduce some people to you by the way. They are all members of the Ningchuan branch. In the future, if you don't see each other, you have to deal with them." yes."
Chen Xian frowned slightly, but he didn't refuse, and politely replied "Yes".
Although he doesn't like dealing with people, under the current circumstances, he can't tolerate his temper. After all, Fatty Huo is his superior, and it would be a bit unreasonable to refuse such a thing.
After the simple greetings, Fatty Huo stood up and said goodbye.
When sending him out, Chen Xian found that Lu Yisheng had been standing outside the gate, as if he had been waiting outside for Fatty Huo to come out.
"It's settled?" Lu Yisheng asked enthusiastically.
Fatty Huo nodded, with an unconcealable smile on his face: "It's done."
"Then you will be one of your own from now on, right?" Lu Yisheng said, his eyes kept turning on Chen Xian, his already slightly wretched face was even more wretched at the moment, "the idol will be my superior from now on." Huh?"
Seeing his mean smile, Chen Xian felt a bit of a headache. He couldn't figure out what was going on with Lu Yisheng. Why did he always call him an idol
"Boss, come here, this is a greeting gift for you."
Lu Yisheng seemed to have guessed that this matter could be settled a long time ago. He even prepared the meeting ceremony for the new official.
"Are you giving me a bribe?" Chen Xian asked calmly.
"This is not bribery, don't talk nonsense!" Lu Yisheng laughed and said, "This is sophistication, it is not as vulgar as bribery."
Chen Xian didn't say a word, looking at the supermarket label with "Price 5000" on the fruit basket, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
Birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. This old saying is indeed true. Fatty Huo came to his door to express his gratitude and gave homemade eggs, and students born in Lu only gave fruit baskets as gifts...
Is it the custom within the Bureau of Keeping Secrets to never give gifts that exceed one hundred yuan
"Why are you so stingy..." Chen Xian couldn't help muttering in a low voice.
"What?" Fatty Huo didn't hear clearly and turned his head around.
Chen Xian glanced at him silently, then at Lu Yisheng who was full of confusion, and finally could only show a kind and friendly smile: "Praise you two."
"Praise us both?" Fatty Huo was confused, "What are you praising us for?"
Chen Xian thought for a while, and answered as tactfully as possible.
"Praise you two for your generosity."