Martial arts transformation surgery is also known as the application of potential. Through this surgery, humans are able to unleash their potential. The promotion of a warrior is far more cruel than that of a capable person, and the human body is far less powerful than the genetically, and there is a nearly eighty percent chance that a person will lose his strength or even his life if the operation fails. Moreover, no matter how mature the technology is, the success rate of martial arts transformation surgery has never been fundamentally improved, with the success rate of first-order surgery being 20%, second-order surgery being 15%, third-order being 5%, and fourth-order theory being less than 1%. According to this ratio, for every 100,000 warriors who undergo martial arts surgery, there can be 15 fourth-order martial artists, but since the appearance of martial arts transformation surgery, there are very few martial artists who have actually reached the fourth order, and their number is less than one-third of those with fourth-order abilities.

——"History of the Development of Science", IC144, Qian Shixue

Eden, top floor of the Tower of Babel.

Fanor stands on the edge of the rooftop, overlooking the ground. This is the first time Li Dajiang has seen him look down from the top of the tower for a long time, like a middle-aged man who is emotionally out of control and is preparing to fall from the building.

"Why are you here?" Li Dajiang stood behind him with a solemn posture, as always, "You don't look like you're reporting work." ”

"It's just a good mood." Fanor didn't look back, didn't raise the volume deliberately, his voice was blown by the strong wind in the sky, "See for yourself." Fanol stretched out his hand, and the light converged around him, forming a projection of a document, floating in front of Li Dajiang, "Guaranteed to be exactly the same as the original." ”

Li Dajiang glanced at the secret mark in the lower right corner, it was sent by Miro, it should be Greenwich's intelligence.

"A military genius born out of nowhere?" Li Dajiang glanced at Fanor in surprise, the war was about to start, and he really didn't understand what there was to be happy about in this news.

"Military genius? According to Miró, a nerd with a dream. ”

"Miró's statement?" This kind of evaluation seems to be from a good friend, not an official source.

"yes, Eth. Hood's family background is enough to trace a 17th century admiral in the AD, and he himself is the future son-in-law of the Viscount of Wales, and he has met Miró several times and has a good relationship. His Excellency Wells was killed, and it was he who took in Miró. The corners of Fanol's mouth were raised, and he was clearly in a happy mood.

"The plan for a long-range attack was conceived by Miro." Li Dajiang suddenly realized.

"To be precise, I gave the blueprint to Milo, and I asked him to guide Mr. Hood at the right time, and to convince Mr. Hood that he had done the whole thing himself." Fanol turned around and patted Li Dajiang on the shoulder, "Miro has always been very good at guiding people, Wells before and Hood now. ”

Li Dajiang did not comment on whether Miro was good at guiding, and he repeatedly read the content of the intelligence, but the problem was that apart from some problems in the selection of diplomats, he could not see any flaws in the whole plan.

"I don't see the trap?"

"Why are there traps?" Fanol gave a mocking smile, "Since Ethel's departure, she has not been a rival, you and I, the two of us alone are enough to make her history." ”

"So you're going to help her strength?"

"Don't you think that there are too many forces in this world?" Crossing Li Dajiang's shoulder, Fanor looked into the distance.

"Last question, how do you solve Ethel?" Li Dajiang cut off Fanor's gaze, and the grimace mask reflected the sunlight, which was a little dazzling.

didn't answer for a long time, and the two of them just looked at each other like this, until Li Dajiang spoke again.

"I'm guessing you're not sure."

"I'm ......not sure," Fanor shook his head with a wry smile, "There's only one person in this world who can't play with my baton, and that person is Prodi. Ethel, no one knows what he's going to do next, and sometimes I don't think he knows. ”

"What if you die?" Li Dajiang asked sharply.

"I'm not that important." Fanor raised his head again, his face full of piety, Li Dajiang knew that he was not talking to himself at this time, "The general trend has been achieved." ”

……

Vladino finally met the dictatorial leader with the largest private domain in the world, the president of the African Union Commission, the most powerful man on the continent, the third-order powerhouse, the Scorpion King, Anabohm.

After disembarking, a thin, wooden teenager took over from the tea-making second lieutenant and was in charge of accompanying him in the war zone.

"I'm I'a, the captain of the Chairman's Guard." It was the only thing the boy had said along the way, but Vladino read the rest from his wolf-like eyes, don't act rashly, or I'll kill you.

Of course, Vladino knew that Ia, now only 15 years old, was Anabohm's adopted son and the sharpest knife. At the age of 12, he completed the third-order martial arts operation, and his single-handed assassination technique was superb. An authoritative martial arts transformation expert in the Huaxia Alliance once commented that he was the most likely person in the world to become the third fourth-order martial artist. But he still hasn't undergone surgery for a fourth-order martial artist, and the expert who evaluated him died tragically in the military hospital of the Futu Legion seven days after the interview was broadcast, which was two years ago.

Vladino actually saw in him that he and Curran were young when they were younger, perhaps because they were both young guards, and the Josiah brothers showed their hostility to those powerful enough visitors in this way. As for the end, for a long time, Fladino felt that Finn. Wilson wanted to kill himself, and the momentum of that blow was simply suffocating.

"I'm a diplomatic envoy, and it's right for you to be wary of me, but you shouldn't show hostility, that will only make me wary of you." As if talking to himself, Vladino pretended to admire the scenery around him, which was really difficult, because the messy wilderness made him instinctively disgusted with the African Union authorities, but he could not carry that disgust into the upcoming negotiations.

The pupils of the young man leading the way shrank, and Vladino keenly felt that the killing intent permeating his body quickly faded and became elusive. Vladino smiled appreciatively, and since entering the African Union, he has finally met the first person he admires.

The two of them went one after the other, and soon passed through the defense area to the back of the artillery position, a huge moon-white sand scorpion lying on the open ground basking in the sun, not counting the scorpion tail raised high, its body was almost 20 meters long. The carapace shimmering with a metallic sheen glistens in the sunlight like a giant tank.

But it was not the most conspicuous presence in the field, and on the back of the sand scorpion, Anapom shaved his head and bare body, sitting cross-legged on a golden blanket and eating grapes. Fladino recalled his physical stats, 227 cm tall and 205 kg in weight. He is like a black mountain town on the back of a sand scorpion, looking up from the bottom to the top, there is almost a feeling that the sun is blocked, and the overwhelming sense of oppression makes it easy to ignore his appearance and figure.

"President Anabohm." Suddenly countless flowers bloomed at Vladino's feet, and the vines were entangled to raise the ground, and the flowers kept blooming and withering, and new flowers filled the void, just to lift him up little by little, to a position high enough to be level with the giant.

Vladino's movements made both Iah and the sand scorpion a little overwhelmed, more than 20 meters apart, there was no energy agitation, all the flowers and vines were intertwined with each other, the petals were sprinkled, and there was no threat at all, but according to the regulations, stimulating energy in front of the chairman should be regarded as an attack, right? Now, do you want to kill or not?

"Is this how the heroine of Greenwich teaches her subordinates to be careful?" Anapohm frowned, and the word heroine was particularly important.

"Are you really going to talk to me about this?" Several branches rose from behind Vladino, creating a trellis overhead, but similar in shape to the tail raised by a sand scorpion.

The atmosphere became tense, and Yi'a's body on the side bowed slightly, like a cheetah ready to go, and the dense cannon points not far away became the drums that set off the background, and the denser the drums, the sharper Yi's eyes.

After a few seconds of silence, Anapom burst out laughing, jumped off the scorpion's back, and sat down on the scorpion, leaning on the sand scorpion, despite the mud and mortar that had been turned up on the ground.

The flower vines withered so quickly that they couldn't even bear the weight of those petals, and collapsed in an instant. Vladino landed with the fluttering petals, and he waved his hand to sweep the petals, caressing his chest and bowing.

"Greenwich Earth Kingdom Envoy, Vladino. El. Josiah, I have been ordered to send an envoy, President Anabohm, and it is my honor to meet you. ”

Anapohm waved his hand with a grin, "What an honor, it should be an honor for me to come to a poor country like ours by one of the famous Josiah brothers." Suddenly, he saw that Yia was still in a fighting stance, and he raised his hand to pick up the grapes and threw them over, "Learn from Mr. Josiah!" When you can learn eighty percent of others, when will I let you stand on your own! ”

Eah stood up depressed, took one of the grapes and threw it into his mouth, and honestly stood beside Anapohm without saying a word.

"As a guard, I'a is much stronger than the Josiah brothers back then." Vladino's gentle words made people feel like a spring breeze, and even Yia's expression softened.

"It can't be compared, you are the pride of the sky, and our father and son are both coolies." Anabom lay on his side regardless of the image, propping his head, and the flesh of his whole body was close to the ground, and it became a black mountain again, but his momentum was retracted, "Say, why did your majesty ask you to come here?" ”

"As an envoy, of course I am an envoy." Vladino is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Envoy? We're about to go to war. A meaningful smile appeared on Anabohm's face.

"Aren't you at war?"

"You call this war?" Anabom spat at the ground, "Iah, go get Cassori's head." In silence, Iaa returned the uneaten grapes to Anabohm, disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, he had rushed 30 meters away.

Casori is one of the three African Union Abilities, codename, Cactus, but his ability has nothing to do with plants and trees, but is an energy thorn that can mimic neurotoxins. He is the ruler in Cairo and the main author of the African Union split, Vladino thought that Anapohm was still trying to force Casori to come forward, but now it seems that Cassori has survived until now thanks to him, a Greenwich envoy.

"If you can defeat the separatist forces early in the morning, why destroy this thousand miles of fertile fields?" Vladino sighed.

"You're underestimating the fertile wilderness of Africa." Anabohm meant that "this is the Damietta Basin, one of the most fertile lands in the world. I have watered the flesh and blood of tens of thousands of people here, and I have lit another fire, and this place will only be more fertile in the coming year. ”

"But I can see that you could have ended this split with less to lose." Vladino pointed in the direction that Iaa had left.

"As rumors have been rumored, the Queen's Guard produces only pure warriors." Anabohm stuffed a mouthful of grapes and swallowed them, the juice flying so that he didn't even spit out the skin, "If it were your brother, he would never have such doubts." You know? If you don't come, the war will continue until you and the allies decide the victory, and you have saved the land...... At least one year. ”