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Kelan feels that his brain is as hard to resist as if it had been ripped out. The constant gushing from the depths of his brain and slight movement make him feel that there is heavy liquid shaking in his head, as if it is not brains but mercury with a density much higher than brains.
"No … just like …"
Although the memory is very painful, Kelan forced himself to try to remember the picture just now-he clearly remembered that the surrounding scene was still black and white when he screamed and held his hands to his head, and it was not until his body squatted in the world that the color was restored.
That is to say, when he screams and his hands are moving, he stops and stops.
Doesn’t this mean that you have the ability to carry out activities from time to time?
"Is this the upgrade of’ Time Stop’ 2?" Kelan seems to have forgotten his physical discomfort and looked at his hands in amazement. "So that tingling feeling … is it because my spirit was instantly drained?"
Volume IX Melting fire mining area
Chapter four hundred and six Ridiculous escort
"If you can stop activities, it really becomes Dior’s’ smashing Wald’ …" Kelan rubbed his forehead. "This thing … is it really a stand-in messenger?"
It’s naturally a good thing that the skills become stronger. For a senior JO chef who has watched JOJO’s Wonderful Adventures for several times, Ke Lan certainly knows what a perverted ability this is … But the "blue consumption" of the two-point "stop-and-go" skills is really too scary.
The original Kelan’s "stop" can last for several seconds at the longest, but if it is divided into multiple launches, the total duration can be extended to a rather exaggerated degree … But now he feels that his spirit has almost been drained. It is impossible to transport it to actual combat.
Unless he can make his spirit strong enough to be like a monster …
Thought of here Kelan consciousness looked at Ze Luo, while the latter looked at the pile of messy bodies of puppet individuals and didn’t know what to think.
"Alas, we’ll cross the bridge when we come to it … these things will be considered later." Kelan thought in his heart and walked back to the control terminal, played the hangar broadcast and said to the microphone.
"Things are settled, Ivan, Leighton and Asano Zhao. Come to the bridge and others will rest in place."
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Five days later, the office of the head of the headquarters of the "God Hunting Group" in the East Fourth District of the Ark
Wearing a flowered shirt and the same beach shorts, Kelan is lying on the leather boss’s chair with flip-flops between his toes and his feet. He puts his desk in a very arrogant posture. It is very rare in this era to cover his face with paper and snore slightly from the bottom.
It’s been four days since he came back from the "South Sixteenth District". In these four days, Kelan slept almost 10%-and he quietly practiced the "stop-and-go" skill in his room except for eating, bathing and toilet.
Although the skills didn’t get longer and the tingling in the depths of the brain didn’t decrease … but at least he wouldn’t scream out because of the severe pain.
In the past few days, Kelan has doubted whether his bones are masochistic more than once, but every time he recovers his mental state, he can’t help but try again-this power is really attractive, even if he has to bear great pain for a short moment, but when Kelan enters the world with black and white, he can’t help but be intoxicated.
If the man who is bent on not being a "mental illness" speaks, it is almost "from the power of God"
Although Kelan doesn’t want to admit it, he always has the illusion that he is the master of this world when his skills are launched …
"Sure enough, I have seen too many net texts …"
Kelan held out his hand and lifted a corner of his face and looked at the sofa opposite the office worker.
The girl’s standard of sitting posture is impeccable. Her hands are square, her knees and her head are slightly lowered, and she stares intently at the tablet on the coffee table-that’s the only one who asked Kelan to have the ark in this tablet after she came here. All the available books and documents in the library have been extended from the ancient writing of Rosetta Stone to the "overbearing president and the husband-in-law of the God of War" novels in the middle and late earth era … almost everything is available, and in these four days, Zeluo has read everything except eating, bathing and toilets.
Unlike Kelan, she never sleeps. Although Kelan told her that a "human" should sleep at least 6-hours every day, even the girls in bed still read hungrily with their tablets.
Zeluo’s face can’t find a second expression except seriousness. There are many words reflected in her pupils. These words are rolling on the screen very fast-she not only doesn’t sleep, but also reads ten times as fast as normal humans.
"It’s easy to get into an Ivy League school in the old era." This is the hound’s evaluation of her
Yu Zeluo’s identity problem was solved by Chiron. When they returned to the Ark, Zeluo already had a set of complete and legal ID cards. Even a series of resumes from birth to present position can be found in the archives, so that people can hardly find anything wrong.
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Outside the colonel’s office is the office area of the hunting group’s senior management-of course, the office area is actually a common room. A few solid wood desks have been moved to the wall, and a delicate billiard table has been moved to the center of the office.
"Alas, I haven’t received a commission for a week … Sit and eat mountains!" The hound sat on the sofa beside the pool table, holding a four-digit pool cue in his arms, and kept thinking about it.
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"Before, it was good that one person was not hungry, but now the whole hunting group has hundreds of mouths to eat. Oh, and those iron bumps in the underground hangar are more expensive than people to eat oil … That guy Kelan wants to throw everything to myself as a shopkeeper of cutting … This smelly little man doesn’t know that Chai Mi is expensive now, but he spends so much money every day, but he doesn’t have a penny to earn."
"Yesterday, there are not two find door to entrust? Old dog, what did you push? " Leighton leaned against the sofa and held a bag of extra-large potato chips in his arms.
"It’s a shame to explore a D-class relic. We’re a consortium hunting group. People look down on us by looking for doors like this," said the hound. "It’s even more outrageous to let us escort a transport team. Shouldn’t we go to mercenaries or PMC for this fucking thing? What do you want from us? If it weren’t for my good temper, I would have scolded those two fools out. "
"Speaking of escort … I heard a rather outrageous news recently." Ivan looked up at the table and said.
"What news? Let’s hear it, "Leighton replied with interest.
"It seems that a woman is going to visit her family’s wilderness industry and recruited several mercenaries as bodyguards. As a result, the road suddenly pulled out a gun and killed the mercenary."
"hmm? Which play is this? That mercenary is dishonest? See the color? Still want to kill more goods? " Asked the hound
"I don’t know if it’s killing people and stealing goods, but it’s impossible to see the color … that employer … she seems to weigh more than 300 kilograms and is nearly forty years old … I don’t think anyone will be interested in such a woman?" Ivan murmured
"Don’t be too absolute. Are you sure that some people are more partial?"
Chapter four hundred and seven From the big spectrum
"That this guy’s taste is quite heavy …" Ivan shook his head and hit the black into the bag with a beautiful bag-flipping ball.
"The grass is another shot to clear the stage … my ass has never sat up from the sofa and stopped playing, doctor. You are a cheat!" Seeing the black ball falling into the bag, the hound immediately grabbed the club and yelled.
"How did I cheat every ball when you watched me hit it?" Ivan said to the hound with a smile as he took out the billiards in his bag
"There must be something wrong with your mechanical arm! I can assure you! Honestly, did you do something? " The hound vowed to say
"My mechanical prosthesis is muscle signal control, and daily maintenance is done by me and Leighton. Can you ask Leighton whether I have any prosthetic limbs?" Ivan said and waved to valentina, who had been watching the battle. "Do you want a game?"
"I won’t," valentina shook his head with his hands around his chest. "And I know I can’t beat you."
"You see there must be something wrong with even valentina refusing to fight you, right, Leighton?" The hound said excitedly as if he had caught something.
"that’s just an ordinary mechanical prosthesis. At most, it can relieve some recoil when shooting with a gun. Only by connecting this prosthesis with a computer that can analyze the hitting trajectory can you achieve the effect that the old dog said-it’s a good doctor’s skill to clear the table in one stroke. I’ve been observing that his hand is so steady that he doesn’t even tremble when hitting the ball."
"Cut-you two guys will know that it’s boring to join hands to bully an old man like me." The hound waved his club to Leighton. "Let’s go back to the topic just now. I always feel as if something is wrong with that shooting."
"It doesn’t seem that something is wrong or that nothing is right. It’s outrageous-it’s outrageous," Leighton said.
"No, I feel puzzled." The hound got up and walked aside and took out a can of soda in the freezer. "If there is no deviation in the news report, this woman’s family is a wilderness-owned industry, then this family must be a big family. At worst, it must be the level of a third-rate consortium-"
He pulled the soda can, pulled the tube up, took a big gulp, and then said, "Do you think there will be no private guards for such a big family, and you still need to pay PMC people to protect yourself?" Is this a bit too nonsense? "
"What’s more bullshit?" I don’t know when Kelan has come out of the head office. He is holding a miniature projector with a blue light hanging over the billiard table. A fuzzy video is played in front of everyone.
"What is this?" Leighton leng turned to ask a way
"In the hacker forum, a big shot invaded the official database and ripped out the video taken by the car surveillance camera and threw it into the net."
As Kelan said, two people sitting in the front and passenger seats can be seen in the video. Perhaps the camera has been bumpy because of the poor road conditions in the wilderness, but I can barely see the two faces clearly.