On the plane to Taipei City, a pair of young people sat on the left side of the second row of the first class cabin, both of them were twenty-five or sixteen years old, the man was dressed in a straight suit, his hair was quite neat, the whole person looked very handsome and chic, and the angular face made him look very manly, he should be a successful person.

The woman is dressed fashionably and generously, wearing a famous brand, melon seed face, and very big eyes, the eyes are extremely spiritual, but they are with a kind of coldness and helplessness, but they can't hide her peerless elegance at all, this is definitely a super beauty.

But there doesn't seem to be much harmony between the two.

"Xiao Ze, can you please stop looking around like this, haven't you ever been on a plane?"

Xiao Ze stretched out his hand and wanted to rub his hair, but suddenly remembered that his hair had just been made, so he quickly put down his hand, smiled, and said, "Mr. Liu, I really haven't been on a plane, I'm very nervous, you said that the plane flew so high, what if it fell?" ”

"In terms of safety factor, airplanes are definitely the safest kind of transportation, what are you nervous about! The legendary Black Panther Special Forces First Soldier King is this quality?. ”

"Oh, that'...... I tried to be as good as I could. Xiao Ze still looked a little nervous, and this answer was obviously a little insincere.

Liu Yuyi was quite speechless, and doubted the strength of the newly retired soldier king he hired. This guy is simply a roe deer who has never seen the world, and he has never even been on a plane, and the questions he asks seem to be quite childish, which inevitably makes her very dissatisfied. What about the king of soldiers, how could he not make an airplane? But now it's too late to change people, and the information has been reported, so I can only try to train this guy as much as possible, as long as he doesn't let her make too much of a fool of herself before he dies in Taipei.

Xiao Ze knew that Liu Yuyi was depressed, and he was secretly funny in his heart, not to mention that he had ever ridden on such a thing, he had driven any armed helicopter, as a retired Chinese super special forces, he had seen too much in the world, and his ignorance at this time was completely pretending, purely pretending, to tease this beautiful president.

"Take a good look at these and don't forget them." Liu Yuyi really didn't want to continue the topic, so she simply handed a few pieces of paper to Xiao Ze, which she had specially sorted out last night.

Xiao Ze took it, glanced at it, and immediately said with a wry smile: "So much, how long will it take to memorize it?" ”

"You're my personal bodyguard now, so naturally you need to know your own workflow! You can take a look at the first one, and you can watch the rest tonight. ”

"That's pretty much it." Xiao Ze opened the information and looked down.

Just as she was feeling unhappy, Liu Yuyi suddenly found that Xiao Ze turned his head to look at her, and his gaze was directly at her chest, which made Liu Yuyi immediately frown and said, "You give me a little more magnification, this kind of thief eyebrows and rat eyes are not allowed." ”

"Oh...... Then I'll take a look. Li Yifei turned his head again, his eyes still looking at her chest.

Liu Yuyi was cold, and shouted in a low voice: "What are you looking at? ”

Xiao Ze smiled and said, "Your information says that your chest is 36C, I'll see if it's that big." ”

"You ......" Liu Yuyi really had the urge to tear this guy apart, she was the first time she had seen such a shameless Chinese retired soldier when she grew so big. Liu Yuyi, who was unhappy, simply closed his eyes and no longer paid attention to the soldier king he picked up two days ago......

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When Liu Jieyi and Xiao Ze were fighting on the plane, another soldier surnamed Wang had already arrived in Taipei early, and arrived first to carry out the mission.

Of course, the task of the King of Soldiers is naturally gradual, and after intersecting with the beautiful president in various ways, it is impossible to immediately let them attack the Foundation, first solve the smaller troubles, such as protecting their relatives - usually his sister or something, dealing with the harassing underworld, thwarting the conspiracy of competitors who do not play according to the rules, etc. In short, it is a slap in the face on various occasions.

In the face of the final test, that is, until they gradually deepen their integration with the imprint until they exert the true strength of a soldier king, the beautiful presidents will not encounter problems related to the SCP Foundation.

――Although the use of the seal of spiritual power condensation is the quickest way to strengthen the power of spiritual power/faith in a subtle way similar to 'igniting the divine fire and fusing the priesthood', it still takes time.

When the soldiers and kings embarked on their journeys and began to be busy, Zhao Kun, who was far away in London, fell into a very big trouble.

There are not many cultists of the evil gods who are still alive in this world, and there are countless people who can sense the arrival of Nyarathotep, at least hundreds of them. Although these people have different beliefs, Nyaratotip, as one of the three pillar gods, is the hardcore of the general boss of this faction, Azatoth, and the messenger and spokesperson of the outer gods on earth, and his incarnation has always been regarded as the messenger of the gods.

As a result, the cultists in London gathered more and more. And these bigwigs will definitely be more reluctant to come to visit Dr. Dexter like Zhao Kun. Their camouflage ability was far weaker than Zhao Kun's, and they didn't have a silver key that could provide teleportation spells......

Although these people have their own identities on the surface, whether they are experts, professors or scholars, or the chairman of the group, politicians or tycoons, the unusual atmosphere still pervades London.

Zhao Kun instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and booked a ticket early to try to leave, but he was still a step late because of his greed for knowledge.

-- Disaster has already begun. One night in late October, a thunderstorm cut off power for half of London for an hour, leaving half of London unlit and plunged into inexplicable darkness.

Many people who live near churches or hospitals have heard strange noises. According to the statistics of some do-gooders, the most common phrase heard that night was "You are all famous investigators, please feel free to explore first, and I will not interfere......

A rookie investigator with an old seal, a novice investigator with a physics holy sword, a veteran investigator with an old seal, a crowbar, and a friend, and a veteran investigator with mysterious powers—Zhao Kun felt that these guys were simply board games from private servers or some kind of private rules......

By the time power was restored to London, the city was already in the grip of a massive riot.

As for the creature that is widespread in the multiverse, there are legends about the dark side of this world, and many mercenaries, killers, and even some special forces soldiers have heard of this term.

More than 50% of the people who play guns in this world know that players are a profession that is far superior to the special forces, it is said that they have abilities that exceed the limits of the human body by several times, it is said that they can block bullets with their bodies, it is said that they can transform into monsters, it is said that they have special functions, and it is said that they are extremely rich......

The word 'player' is a legend and a legend for people who 'lick blood at gunpoint', especially when people in this world have no way to be 'players'. And even people who live in the dark world only know that the countries of this world are constantly experiencing all kinds of strange events, some of which are even comparable to terrorist attacks, and the protagonist of these events is the 'player'.

People look up to the power of the 'player' and at the same time want to be one of them. It's a pity that the 'players' always come and go, leaving only a legend for future generations YY.

And of all the 'players', the investigator who is one of them is probably one of the least known kinds. Except for the servers that belong to the capable main god with their own butt-wiping function, it is the investigator's secret. Other types of players do missions and local survivors, even if they turn the mission into a terrorist attack. And when the investigators come out, that's the real lack of grass. Even the traces after the battle can easily cause ordinary people to go crazy or die because they involve certain beings.

In Zhao Kun's original world, investigators were ordered to conduct spy investigations on some cult groups (worshipping old gods, old dominators, foreign gods, etc.), and the team size ranged from 3~8 people. Their combat power is not strong, and they can't fight hard at all - the old rulers and other existences are still invincible, they can only escape, and the clansmen need high-powered weapons to kill, so even if they keep up with the times, their weapons are still only sissy weapons such as pistols, rifles, and grenades.

However, the investigators of this world, especially the senior among them, were far beyond Zhao Kun's cognition when they first met many years ago.

He was awakened by the heavy light of the fire and the noise that accompanied the explosion. I just pushed the door out of the hotel room, only to find that the strong smoke was gradually filling the hallway!

Zhao Kun, who lives on the thirteenth floor, did not plan to jump off the building, and even looked down from the window, he already saw several Challenger 2 main battle tanks and Striker armored vehicles (equipped with "whirlfire" anti-tank missiles......

Zhao Kun, who was not aware of the investigator's appearance, instinctively wanted to go down the stairs and find a safe area. Unless he was going to give up his identity, he wouldn't open the door and run away - after all, there were various records of his arrival in the country.

However, he soon found that this was not the case.

Before he had gone two floors, he suddenly heard a loud noise, not the sound of artillery fire, but the sound of helicopters.

Looking out from the safe passage, Zhao Kun found that this floor had lost a wall, and a helicopter was levitating in the air, strafing the two evil god believers in the corridor who had turned into monsters......

"Such a simple and crude method, investigator?"