The meals in the orphanage are very rich, and you can smell the aroma from far and wide, four dishes and one soup, two meat and two vegetables. Every child lined up to pass by the kitchen door one by one with his own lunch box, and no one dared to waste food, because the old man who cooked was notoriously rough-tempered, and whoever dared to pour the food he made would not have eaten the next day!

"Uncle Zhang, give me one more, and I'll bring a friend." When it was my turn, I took out two lunch boxes. "Why did you kid come to eat with us again, don't talk about it yourself, and bring someone here!" Uncle Zhang took a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the dagger, took the rice spoon and handed it to me. "Hehe, isn't it delicious that you always make, otherwise I would be running here all the time." I patted him on the back and handed him a pack of cigarettes.

"Uncle Zhang was the cook that Aunt Feng found later, it turned out that he was also a veteran in the team, and then he was injured, and his left leg and knee were broken, so he had to retire, he originally had a job, but he said that he couldn't stand facing a table every day, so he found it himself, and he was with Aunt Feng for a long time, and they were together, and they became cooks and doormen here." I said to the dagger that was looking at Uncle Zhang.

"Your Uncle Zhang is very powerful!" Dagger said to me as he sat down.

"Huh? How so? "At least the B3 level fighters are retired, and they are the older generation of genetic warriors!" The dagger held the dish into the bowl. "How do you know?" I looked at him in amazement. "See the tattoo on his right arm? It was the symbol of the famous bear soldier company at that time, and the image of this bear head was not suitable for all miscellaneous soldiers. I looked at Uncle Zhang's right arm, where the shoulder was covered by short sleeves, and sure enough, there was a faint tattoo the size of a bottle cap and a bear's head.

"The people in the Xiong Bing Company were all the most powerful soldiers at that time, and the worst had B-level combat power, not to mention the captain, each squad leader was above B5, and their company commander was even more legendary!" The dagger accentuated the tone.

"Extra?! Can it fly? "It's a shame that you're still a doctor of national biological genetics!" The special level represents the special existence of a country, and ordinary guns and artillery are no longer useful to him, only special weapons or weapons of large-scale destruction can threaten him, but they may not be able to kill them. Looking at my wide eyes, he continued: "Each special fighter has his own unique ability, some can fly, some move very fast, some have infinite strength, of course, these can reach the watershed of B5, but there is one thing that is unique to special fighters. ”

"What's that?" I forgot to swallow my meal and hurriedly asked him.

"Aura!" "What? Aura?! I was stunned.

"Yes, it's aura. It is also called a field outside the stars. Every special warrior with their own aura is very difficult to kill, because they can change the flow and form of the air and matter around them through their aura, so as to reach a state where they obey my orders when they enter my aura! If you want to kill him, you either have to restrain him with your own aura attribute, or you have to have your aura level much higher than him. ”

"Can't a laser cannon kill you?" I asked curiously.

"Let's not talk about whether you can be murderous, it's a question whether you can hit him or not." The dagger put down the lunch box and wiped his mouth with paper.

"Will he be fast enough to dodge the laser?" I don't believe it.

"There may be people who have this ability, but most of the special warriors rely on their aura to distort their material form to avoid danger." At this time, Uncle Zhang came over and sat next to me and added.

"Uncle Zhang, why didn't you tell me that you were a B-class warrior?" I looked at this old man who wasn't very strong. "You haven't asked me either, and besides, that's all the past, I'm just a bad old man who cooks now, and the past is long gone."

"Boy, I see that you have a very heavy murderous aura, you are majoring in murderous aura and another type of yin and cold aura, right?" Uncle Zhang squinted his eyes and looked at the dagger and asked.

"As a member of the Bear Soldier Company, you can see my ability at a glance. Yes, my major is indeed murderous, and the auxiliary is frost. I wonder if Uncle Zhang can answer me a question? The dagger looked at Uncle Zhang, who was lighting a cigarette, and asked.

"Hiss~~Huh~~, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, ask!"

"You've seen his little sister, right?" Seeing Uncle Zhang, he nodded lightly, "Then, you should know that his little sister is not simple!" With that, the dagger turned to look at me.