After seeing Lu Pingchuan leave, Victor tied his horse to the remaining wooden stakes in front of the farm, walked into the burned house in three steps and two steps, lifted up the ashes and debris all over the ground, and finally found the entrance to the original basement. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Victor bent down to open the secret door, walked down the stairs, and tried to turn on the lights in the monitoring room - fortunately, because the power and communication lines are laid separately, the monitoring equipment in the basement can still be used normally at this time, and it has not been affected by the fire.

Victor turned around and closed the secret door, skillfully opened the control switchboard of each monitoring screen, and began to access the video records that were responsible for monitoring the main city three days ago: when he saw the fire in the church, Victor couldn't help but widen his eyes and his lips trembled slightly—the clear camera image seemed to be able to send the smell of human flesh that was being roasted off the screen, and the gray arms that stretched out from the gap in the window to him.

During the special training at the supply station, Victor only learned about a series of changes in the main city from Henry and Charles's emails, but after all, he did not witness such an intuitive experience. After watching the moment when the church was detonated, Victor slammed the table and cursed, turning off the relevant video content.

After packing up his video records and personal belongings in the basement, Victor walked out of the farmhouse with his dirty backpack in his hands as it was getting dark. After walking five or six hundred meters in the direction of the railway station, the huge roar of the spiral wings was heard in the air, and Victor pulled his scarf and pressed his Penny hat to prevent himself from being choked to death in the sweeping yellow sand.

"Damn, Charles, can't you just be on time once in a while?" When the helicopter finally stopped, Victor spat as he walked to the cabin and complained to the red-bearded man wearing windshield goggles sitting in the cabin. Charles just shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "I was on the way to the heading, and I was experiencing a strong current, you know, the weather in this hellish place has never been very good. But here's good news for you, you're just in time to miss the annual rainy season – the weather forecast says it will be raining in about 24 hours. ”

"Damn, no wonder I've had a headache since last night!" Victor sat in the cabin and took off his hat, brushing two handfuls of messy hair with his hands, revealing the horrific scar under the roots, "Hurry up and take me to a dry place, but preferably a jacuzzi." ”

"No problem, those bastards on the board of directors are waiting to see the final votes for the prize pool, and I guess no one will have the time to listen to you until the results are revealed." Charles pulled out a bottle of whiskey from the storage compartment under his seat, held it in his hand and hesitated for a moment, "Old man, you seem to be a little uncomfortable...... Do you want alcohol or aspirin? ”

"It's not that serious, it's just a little overtired." Victor reached out and snatched the bottle from his hand, unscrewed the cap, and poured it into his mouth. After pouring two sips of wine, his expression soothed, "Ahem...... Two or three years ago, it was no problem to run like this for a week, but this time it only took five days, and I was tired like this, it seems that I am really old......"

"I don't think it's a big problem because of your age or something, the problem is that you should lose weight!" Charles teasingly took the bottle from Victor's hand and handed the mineral water and chewing gum again, "Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've seen you so interested in a newcomer...... Does this 'little trump card' that old Henry accidentally picked up really have the genetic talent he claims to have? ”

"I don't know if it's inherited or not, I just know that this little rabbit's scheming is deeper than most of the rookies I've ever bred." Victor took the water bottle, but didn't open the cap, "Although he still obeys me most of the time, I can tell that he has his own way of understanding all arrangements. He won't take the initiative to resist, but that doesn't mean he won't have some other rebellious behavior...... In short, this is a difficult but valuable child, and it can even be said that ...... The plasticity is higher than that genuine ginger blue! ”

"Rebellion?" Charles frowned when he heard this, "Do you mean he has doubts about your operation in arranging for him to hunt those two fish that slipped through the net?" ”

"There was a doubt, but he seemed to just see it as part of the trial, and didn't think about it anywhere else." Victor shook his head, but then glared at his old friend in front of him with malicious malice, "But if this happens again in the future, please solve the accident within the scope of your own territory, and don't arrange these extra garbage jobs for me during my special training!" ”

"Hehe, this isn't an accident, we didn't expect there to be so many accidents this time: from the executor to the shuffler, there is no one reliable." Charles laughed helplessly, suddenly put away his stretched sitting position, and said to Victor, "Then again, what about that little bastard you released from the feed farm...... What do you think? ”

"You should know better than I do that he's hopeless." Victor pulled down his Penny hat to cover his eyes, pretending to close his eyes to avoid Charles's interrogation, "I don't know how you trained him to look like this, but the only way to change the function of a knife that has been formed is to destroy and reforge it...... Now that he's formed, there's no way you can change his style, just pray that he's going to die soon. ”

"Last question......" Charles caught up with some reluctance, "If he wins this closed beta, will you be willing to guide him to become the new combat core?" ”

"Such a role no longer needs to be guided, just find a few tasks with the highest risk coefficient for him, and he can successfully complete the mission." Victor's tone couldn't tell whether it was complaining or mocking, "Just remember a little, don't give him even a little bit of command." (To be continued.) )