Walking, naked and walking into a specially made pod. The perimeter of the www.biquge.info capsule is a variety of instruments and equipment stacked up to a ceiling of up to ten meters, and the light is cut by the texture of the surface of these equipment, showing a variety of cold colors, if you want to describe it, it can only be described by words like "cold rainbow". All of this is confined to this tall and square room, and the light phenomenon presents different expressions from different angles, and no one can deny that it is "beautiful", but it is difficult to create a likable feeling from the atmosphere. The beauty here is too cold and has a deadly threat, and it definitely doesn't make people feel like they can stay in such a place for a long time.

Bystanders and operators look at the state of the fire through the transparent wall, not only through the data displayed on the instrument, but also with the naked eye, with intuition to feel, a large amount of information released from the fire, so that he is like a lit torch in the eyes of others.

"It's really a defeat to him." Chang Huaien's voice descended from the ceiling, and his figure did not appear, but in this repeater world, he was everywhere, but even if he cut off his existence in the repeater and in the normal world, it was enough for him to carry out many secret operations and keep many secrets, and he could not know the secret of the fire before this - the last critical weapon was actually hidden in the fire and was always carried by him. Drifter faded out of the ranks of front-line combatants after World War II, and it has been a long time since anyone knew about his past majesty, and he didn't even participate in an informal battle during his time in the Netball. Most of the mysterious experts who joined Cyberball after World War II saw most of the misfires seen by office workers.

The physique and temperament of the fireball are not the same as those who sit at the desk for many years and give orders, but in these years, even the early members of the Cyberball have not seen the fireball take action in person for a long time. The legend of the fire in the mysterious world has also been turned into garbage in the utility room.

Now, the fire has decided to return to the line of fire, and although no one has dissuaded him with reasons such as "he is outdated", not everyone who knows about the fire decision is optimistic about the return of the fire. In the final analysis, fighting qualities are like knives, something that needs to be sharpened from time to time. Even the veteran cadres who fought with him in the past were not sure how much strength he could retain in the real battles of the real swords and guns.

"Do you have to go off and go into battle in person? We're not short of manpower yet, are we? Our situation hasn't eroded to this point, has it? Someone on the side asked, "Wouldn't it be nice to be an old antique with peace of mind?" ”

"Antique?" The other sneered, "Be careful of the fire that you hear, so you can't eat and walk around." This is his territory, and he has a hundred ways to bring you back to life. ”

"Don't talk about it. This is the first experiment. Another person interrupted the conversation harshly, knowing that they didn't mean to mock anything, but it sounded a bit harsh at such a moment, "You don't want to go off the rails, do you?" ”

"We are not the light of the torch, how can a few words affect the experiment? You can't hear what we're talking about. Someone said with a nonchalant expression.

"All in all, all in all, I don't think it's good to say cool things." A timid woman whispered.

Some people are talking to each other, and naturally some people are silent. The choice of the fire has always been right, and it is precisely because it is right that the network ball can develop into the strength it is today, and this correctness has been proven by time, and for many people, it has almost become a kind of criterion: when the fire decides what to do, you must first assume that he is right, and then question what you don't know after the execution, but it is simply unnecessary to have doubts before acting.

Just like now, even if the way he goes off is puzzling, he will not first wonder if he has a problem with his head. Regarding what he is doing now, whether he is talking cool words or mocking, it is meaningless to him. Instead of wasting saliva, it is better to remain silent.

"I mean the Critical Weapon." Chang Huaien's voice came from somewhere above everyone's heads, "The critical weapon on Huohuo's body didn't originally look like this. ”

Everyone was quiet for a moment, and suspicion inevitably appeared on their faces, only to hear Chang Huaien explain: "Almost all the critical weapons we have seen appear in the form of foreign objects, you can pick it up or put it down." However, it is impossible to strip the critical weapon from his body, I can feel that it is like his skin, his bones, his other set of nervous system and even his thinking system, it can almost be said that today's fire is a humanoid critical weapon. How, exactly? ”

"I refer to the relationship between physical beings and their weapons, which are known to be like one of their organs, which is in essence an integral part of their body, although it appears as a weapon. This, I think, is precisely why their weapons are close to critical weapons. Because they are part of the body, they are easy to use and can be used in a way that best matches their style and personality. At that time, I thought that by drawing on this coexistence, I could implant the existing critical weapons into the human body. Omi, who was on the side, explained to everyone without surprise: "The magic pattern super of the fire can allow him to increase the upper limit of the power that the critical weapon he uses by about ten percent within the existing authority, assuming that the combination of the fire and the critical weapon can also increase the power of his use of the critical weapon, then, how much will it increase?" What kind of data is the basis for the increase? It just so happened that he was very interested in my proposal, and I'm afraid he had expected this day for a long time. ”

"So, what is the increase of the fire on that critical weapon now?" Others couldn't help but ask.

"Thirty percent! I estimate that after further adjustments, it will be closer to 50 percent. Omi said calmly: "Flame is a third-level demon pattern messenger, and that critical weapon is also very compatible with him. The power of the critical weapon that can be exerted by a normal third-level demon pattern emissary can be increased by a maximum of fifty percent, and it is probably impossible for even Father Xi Sen to catch up with the critical weapon when he holds it. ”

This description gives other people some practical feelings. No matter how much he boasted about it before, he was very strong, but what kind of strong method it was, no one could figure out the details at all, and there was no sense of reality, even so, as long as he compared it with another famous demon pattern messenger, it could make people figure it out.

"Fifty percent? So, if this experiment is successful, will the power of this repeater increase by the same percentage from the original? Mayne Prophet asked.

"No, the growth of the repeater is even greater, don't look at it, now the network ball has been implanted with four critical weapons, which are already more powerful than the original repeater, and this critical weapon that is integrated with the fire will further enhance this power. Eventually, the Demonic Pattern Super will be enhanced by another fifty percent based on this strength. Hearing Omi's explanation, almost everyone couldn't help but gasp. The reason why Shinrikyo dared to face the Doomsday Shinrikyo was also understood by everyone at this moment.

It is true that Shinrikyo Doomsday was the forerunner of repeaters, and all subsequent repeaters were built by drawing on their experience and technical foundation, no matter how many changes there were, but the idea that Shinrikyo Doomsday Repeater was the first repeater in the world, and at the same time considered the most powerful, was never challenged by occult experts - and now, a new, one, first challenger, lay in the device without hesitation under his gaze.

This made everyone feel like they were witnessing history.

This kind of increase that makes the repeater stronger shows the reason why the fire must be fought in person from another angle: only the repeater under the control of the fire has a chance to surpass the repeater of the Doomsday Shinrikyo and become the key factor that can really determine the victory or defeat. On the other hand, if you can't surpass the repeater of the Doomsday Shinrikyo Repeater, then your efforts over the years will be in vain, and the influence of the Doomsday Shinrikyo Repeater on the world line has reached a terrifying point, as if as long as one is not careful, the current self will become another person from the source of life time.

People are not today's people, so will the cyberball still be the cyberball it is today? Even if it is, can it still maintain the strength of today's cyberball?

Although Dorothy didn't think like that at all, she couldn't avoid it from others. After all, not everyone can see the world from Dorothy's point of view. The inevitability of the cyberball, in their eyes, is the result of good luck and is synonymous with the uncanny of miracles. Because, from a normal point of view, it is absolutely impossible for the Cyberball to develop to the level of "the world's second largest mysterious organization", and there have been many crises in the past history of the Cyberball, which almost brought down the Cyberball. This also means that the Doomsday Shinrikyo repeater that can affect the world line only needs to push the network ball slightly at those crisis nodes.

Therefore, it is necessary to find a way to stop the repeater of the Doomsday Shinrikyo Cult, and completely defeating the repeater of the Doomsday Shinrikyo is the best way to solve the problem, and it is also the best way.

These things, without today's rush to do, can not make people see hope.

"Here we go." Omi interrupted everyone's musings. The whole person sank in the capsule, and only a faint silhouette of a human figure could be seen, and all the data closely related to his life could now only be dissected through the data of the monitoring equipment. Without hesitation, Omi flipped the switches one by one and pressed the buttons one by one, and the data that went off fluctuated back and forth on the display screen with a heart-pounding amplitude, so that everyone who saw the data could feel the instability in it, and then people felt a strong sense of unease.

These beating data even make one feel that the fire is experiencing inhuman pain at this time. However, the actual situation of the misfire is not as bad as they think. After the first extreme sting, the senses and will of the fire seemed to be out of the shell, showing the feeling of "ascending" - it was impossible to determine whether this was an illusion or an illusion, and the fire felt that he was in the endless abyss, clinging to something hard and cold wall-like, all the way up, he could not actually see his surroundings, but he felt that a large number of pictures and sounds flashed by, and before he could identify what it was, the old had already passed, and the new passed by like a torrent. He also felt that he was immersed in water, and the water was not cold, but had a drowsy warmth, but it was definitely not the solution infused into the cabin, because the solution brought a bitter cold feeling when it overflowed his skin.

The voices whispered in his ears, telling him evil, cruel, and twisted, as if to take him to see the world he had never imagined, and as if they were tugging at his soul to prevent him from continuing to ascend. He began to think that this "ascent" was definitely not a bad thing, but that not being able to "rise" was bad, so he struggled to move upwards - this is an idea, and with the thought comes a feeling of responding to this thought. Only in the moment of thought, he felt that he had broken through some kind of membrane barrier, and a clearer image passed by, as if he had opened his eyes, no, it should be said, that he never closed his eyes, and only at this moment, there was a landscape in the retina.

It was a huge pipe, a flowing yellow liquid, and through the frosted glass walls, something that looked like a human and a demon floated by, and it seemed to be looking "inside"—it was in this "inside". But that thing is definitely not looking at itself, but at a broader level, including itself, and it is only a small one of the things in this breadth, so that the other person cannot discern itself from that breadth at all.

A great sense of fear grew from the heart of the fire. What is it? He thought, his eyes widened to look more closely, but in the next moment, these incredible sights disappeared. In its place are more real, more realistic, less bizarre sights:

A huge, empty room, with light coming from nowhere, illuminates the whole room. Like a ghost, he only had a hazy silhouette left, and he couldn't even tell if he was naked, just standing in this room. In front of him was a chair, and there was nothing more than that. (To be continued.) )