How many people did Enron tell about today's events? Sun ran down the stairs mercilessly, his heart beating violently. The moment the helicopter stopped and fell, a chill penetrated his back, as if a basin of cold water was poured down, and the air seemed to condense.

He could feel that countless eyes were fixed on this place, on the Academy of Tius.

Today's incident, Enron must have expected it a long time ago. But according to her temperament, how many people will she tell?

The escort is Guan Er, and now something has happened, that is, someone wants to save him, so does Guan know or not?

If he knew that someone wanted to save his brother, could what he did be just?

Rushing down the dormitory and across the atrium, the tallest tower of the academy castle was surrounded by corridors, and Sun ruthlessly glanced up, where there seemed to be a white corner of his clothes flashing.

Even so, is it still in the senior sister's plan?

The hall of the opening ceremony was left behind him, one foot on the wall, the whole person instantly turned a ninety degree bend, the Gothic stone bricks pressed on his head disappeared in an instant, and he came to the main entrance of the castle.

In front of him, there was a fire.

The helicopter finally landed on the ground.

Countless robots spread out, weaving a vast web as black as ink in the air. In the night, hundreds of infrared rays were concentrated on the crashed helicopter.

The materials used in today's armed machinery have bid farewell to the previous flammables. Without the use of gasoline, the new material allows them to store large amounts of electricity for sailing.

What is burning now is only the electrical circuit that was damaged by the electromagnetic bomb. Send it back for the "friend" to re-etch, again a perfect gunship.

So the fire was quickly extinguished.

But no one thinks it's the end.

What they were most worried about finally happened, no matter how carefully the Federation chose the troops to participate in the war, it still mixed in with Cheng Qing's people. His gift has always caught the Federation off guard, and no matter how widespread automation is today, the government still needs people to run it.

And as long as it is someone he has seen, there is a risk of being controlled by him.

The government didn't even find out that he had worked in the external public strategy department of quantum computers, and there were too many loopholes to exploit in that era when surveillance was still immature. Not to mention ordinary people, even government officials, were carried away by the chaotic data, and it was not until the success of the "friend" construction that the situation improved.

But now it seems that Cheng Qing's life has always been there.

The two drivers who defected were both born in the capital, and their families were clean and powerful, but it was impossible to find out who they had met.

Cheng is not killed, and the Federation will really never be at peace.

This is also what Lin Wei has been doing.

But now, there are still problems they need to face.

What's next for the other party?

The two pilots have been killed, the helicopter that transported Guan 2 has been destroyed, should we wait for the government to send another one, or will we replace it with another helicopter?

Or, terminate this mission?

If you continue to return to the academy and once again investigate the buried servers that launched an attack on "friends", the power of "Nameless" will be weakened a few points, and there is no need for the Federation to continue to fall into their trap.

But will "Nameless" really get their wish?

"Bring the prisoner out." Yan Zhi randomly chose a soldier, and he didn't believe that even so, he could meet Cheng Qing's life.

All the muzzles were staring at the soldier, including Guan Shi, as he walked alone to the helicopter, opened the hatch, and pulled out the metal block that locked Guan II. There is not a single scratch on it, and it is still as clean as ever.

But at this moment, a mutation suddenly occurred.

The chosen soldier certainly wouldn't be so coincidentally a "nameless" person, but that doesn't mean his teammates aren't.

It doesn't mean that there won't be anything special hidden on his body.

Among the Union soldiers, one of them secretly pressed a small device hidden in his wrist, which was a trigger. The next moment, the adjusted electrical signal spread throughout the field, waking up many small things hidden by him on the soldiers.

The Federation needs someone to come forward to check the situation, and he doesn't know who will be chosen, so he secretly presses this device into the uniforms of many people.

Now it seems that luck is on his side.

The moment the electrical signal dispersed, it was immediately captured by the "friend", but before the alarm could sound, everyone present saw an unforgettable scene in their lives.

The soldier's shoulder, who was approaching the helicopter with a metal block, lit up with a blue light. Wavelengths, which are invisible to the human eye, are centered on this and are spreading like water waves.

The first thing I came across was the metal block.

Then, silently, the metal body that was more than a person tall disappeared.

There was no process of disintegration, no external force, just touching this wonderful wavelength, and all the atoms that built this metal block seemed to have received a command and deviated from their original trajectory.

At the atomic level, as long as the bonds between atoms change, the metal molecules they form are no longer the same as they were.

In other words, at this moment, the metal becomes something else.

And in the next moment, as if wildfire swept across the grassland, as if the spring breeze blew away the ashes, even the helicopter gunship that was close at hand turned into a piece of powder.

With this soldier as the center, all the metal within a radius of ten meters, including the rifle he was holding, including the miniature robot hovering beside him, changed into something else. They can't receive electrical signals, and even if they are still iron, they are scrap metal.

At the same time, in the data center 100 kilometers away, Yan Zhi and others received a conclusion from a "friend".

This is a means of atomic reconstruction.

To put it simply, this is Qin Chu'an's gift.

He can create a weapon or destroy a weapon, and as it is now, this wavelength that mimics the formation of his brain waves allows atoms to receive this mysterious instruction, as if they were coding a computer, and make them do something.

Disintegrate.

"Kill!" Before the words of the stern reprimand could be spoken, someone had already raised the gun, and the shot rang out, hitting the soldier's head with unmistakable accuracy.

However, the person who fired the gun, it seems that the reaction is somewhat quicker.

It was as if he had known this ending for a long time.

In the darkness, Guan Shi, who was hiding at the back of the team, glanced at him.

After pulling the trigger, he quickly leaned towards the corpse of the dead soldier, and it seemed that he stepped forward to check the situation.

But the action was too fast.

"Seventeen!" In the face of this soldier's actions, he even hesitated for a second. Even if it was a "friend", he didn't feel the hostility of this person, and really judged that he was the one who went to check the situation.

Then the soldier reached for his waist, pulled out a flashbang, pressed the button on it, and threw it at the top of his head.

Everyone's picture is occupied by white, and even the harsh rebuke through the screen is pierced in the eyes by the light.

But this did not prevent him from calmly giving orders.

After all, there are hundreds of robots present, and they don't rely on human eyesight.

"Kill."

Hundreds of lasers pierced through the day-light curtain and shot into the soldier's body with incredible precision. Infrared rays outlined him, showing him lunging in the direction of the helicopter before falling to the ground.

No one can survive this rain of bullets.

But if it is "nameless", it is impossible not to think of this result.

"Detect brain waves." Yan Zhen frowned.

According to the research of "Friends", humans with gifts emit unique radio waves when they use them. This kind of radio wave is like a series of commands, which can be understood by metals, plants and trees, and heaven and earth. It is precisely based on this that when the metal cage where Guan Er was held and the helicopter disappeared just now, the "friend" had already deciphered this technique.

They simulated Qin Chu'an's brain waves.

If Billin City's data surveillance was as perfect as the capital, they might have tracked down Qin Chun'an, who was fleeing for his life at the time, and suffered a serious injury to his arm.

A lot of blood was shed.

Some of them were collected by the white coat and put into Cheng Qing's pocket.

So now, when Yan Zhi saw the soldier who pounced on him lying in a pool of blood, his first thought was to detect the brain waves in the field.

It turned out he was right.

Ramping, indecipherable electromagnetic wavelengths are wreaking havoc in the field. At the center of the storm was where the soldier fell.

There, the original metal cage is located.

Now, there's a half-asleep, half-awake wreck.

Guan Er was not only injected with a sedative enough to stun the elephant, but also broke his tendons and tendons, even if he woke up, it was impossible for him to take action, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a waste person.

But this time, it was a doctor who pounced on him.

As a doctor, you have to treat the sick and save people, save the wounded.

It means that if you die, you will be saved.

Under the battle suit, the face that Sun Wuru had seen in his dream did not show any pain.

Because he's used to it.

All the wounds, all the pain, he will heal. The dozens of blood holes on his body that were pierced by the laser light had already stopped bleeding, and as long as they didn't hit his brain, they would hardly endanger his life.

Of course, whether it is his own injury or someone else's injury, he can heal. Just like Qi Xiang's illness, even if the Federation judged it to be terminally ill, he still managed to extend his life.

It's all thanks to his gifts.

Under the cover of flashbangs, in just a few seconds, Guan Er, who fell to the ground, was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The severed meridians were reconnected, and a strange light rushed into the brain with the blood, and even the suppressed cells were rejuvenated.

He woke up.

There was a light in his eyes, and he thought he had come to heaven.

If it weren't for that long stick, he would have wanted to lie on the ground all the time and not get up.

At this time, Sun Wuru just arrived at the main gate of the castle.

He saw that Guan Shen jumped into the air, raised his stick, and smashed into the light.