The unique birthday party came to an abrupt end at the climax, but the undercurrent had just begun, and Dragon City, which was already full of undercurrents, unknowingly added a layer of potential murder.

Although there is a small integrated manufacturing plant on the outskirts of Dragon City and a large energy supply center, Persephone, who does not have a dedicated home, has always made a private hospital a base and likes to sleep with Helen. She always has endless topics to talk about, and Helen is the best listener.

Underneath the private hospital, the heavy automatic door of the central room opened silently, leaving Helen, who was sitting in front of her brain in contemplation. She frowned slightly, looking at the door with some surprise. Aside from her, the only one who has the authority to open this automatic door is Persephone, and this heroine who has just given the entire Dragon City a scare should not be here at this time.

There seemed to be a faint glow on Persephone's face, and the turquoise streaks in her gray eyes were extremely clear. She strode into the central room, sat down in front of Helen, and then snatched the brain screen in Helen's hand, glanced at it, and found that countless numbers and information were rolling down like snowflakes. This kind of speed is not enough for Persephone, she can easily memorize nearly 100 screens of information per second, and if you analyze it carefully, she can also reach a speed of about 30 screens. The problem was that she didn't understand the meaning of Helen's numbers very well, and she never liked boring and boring analysis of numbers, so she said, "Honey, why are you always looking at such boring things?" ”

"Bring it." Helen was expressionless and held out her hand to Persephone.

“…… Bored. Persephone knew very well the importance of a full number of Jù's brains to Helen, and that Helen had better not joke when she was serious, so she obediently put the brains back into Helen's hands.

Helen's eyes immediately shifted from Persephone to the screen, and she said coldly, "It's you who are bored." Now you shouldn't be here at all. ”

Persephone immediately put on a very pitiful expression and said, "Don't be so ruthless, my dear! Where else can I go if I'm not here? ”

Unfortunately, Persephone's pitiful appearance may have been able to kill male animals, but it was ineffective against Helen, who had grown up with her and was conspicuously lacking in ordinary human affection.

"Didn't you just announce an important decision? Do you need me to remind you what you should do? Helen's cold voice made Persephone's face more and more ugly.

Persephone's face froze, and this was what she was most afraid of hearing now, so she immediately changed into a bright smile and said, "This matter...... Well, that's harder! Let's not talk about this ......"

Helen sneered, undisguised her sarcasm: "It's embarrassing for you to say this kind of thing, a general?" ”

Persephone's cheeks showed at this moment, instead of being angry, she put a smile on Helen and said, "Everyone will have things that they are not good at or are not interested in, for example, Helen, aren't you not interested in men at all?" ”

Helen raised her head and said lightly, "That's just because I don't have time to waste on those useless men, and I haven't had anyone who is suitable for me." Oh no, there's barely one now, and that's Sue. How about it, if you're not ready to do it, do you want me to grab it with you and let you see my ability to clean up men? ”

Looking at Helen's emotionless gaze like electronic light, Persephone suddenly felt a shock and exclaimed, "Don't! ”

Helen snorted, her gaze fell back on the number of points on the screen, and said, "Then go and do what you have to do!" After tonight, I may not be able to do something to come out. ”

"But......" Persephone bit her lower lip slightly, still hesitating, without the demeanor of a dragoon general, let alone the domineering that swept through the northern battlefield.

Helen glanced at Persephone and said meaningfully, "My dear, let me remind you one last time, that now is the best chance, and probably the last chance. Don't wait for someone who will really stop you to show up and regret it. ”

Persephone bit her lip tightly, the sparkle of water rippling in her eyes almost overflowing, and she suddenly crossed her heart and gritted her teeth and said, "Give me some more confidence!" ”

"Good!" This time Helen agreed very simply, and she waved her hand to summon a floating light screen with a very detailed three-dimensional image of the skeleton.

It is a forearm bone, which looks like a human skeleton, but it has a slightly different shape and is covered with fine grains, like porcelain with broken glaze from the old era. These lines are not simple patterns, but real cracks, and this arm bone should be fragile and could break at any time.

However, Persephone's face became solemn in an instant, and she carefully and carefully looked at the direction of each crack, countless jù flew through her mind, and after nearly a minute of complex calculations, the result was reached.

"It's ...... On the eve of skeletal evolution? Persephone was still a little unsure.

Helen nodded and said, "That's right! Although it is only the arm bones that show signs of evolution, the general direction is not wrong. After a while, as the strength increases, there should be signs of full evolution. ”

"But isn't bone evolution an additional ability that only appears in the fourth order of all-ability? How could it be on him? ”

Helen said lightly: "This shows that his potential does not stop at the fourth order of full ability, this is the conclusion I just came to conclusion." Want to see what I've deduced, what will his next natural ability be? Of course, this is a list, and how to choose is his own business. ”

"No need." Persephone had recovered from the initial shock, she shook her head, suddenly sighed, and said a little lonely, "Actually...... The more powerful his potential became, the more uneasy I became. Forget it, I still don't read it, lest my relationship with him deteriorate. ”

After a moment of silence, Persephone suddenly smiled bitterly, and the momentum that had been raised with great difficulty immediately fell to the bottom, and said, "No, the confidence is still insufficient." ”

Helen finally looked up from the mountains and seas, looked at Persephone, and said, "Here you are." ”

Persephone took what Helen had thrown at her, and was stunned. In her hand was a small bottle of full-bodied spirits, about 120 milliliters.

"What are you giving me this? Even if you want to drink, isn't that enough? You know, even the most explosive wines, a few kilograms of which I'd think I'm drinking water......" Persephone was confused.

"I've added it." Helen had a rare smile on her face, but the smile fell on Persephone's eyes, but it looked a little weird. What was added to the biochemical genius Helen, let alone such a large bottle, even a small glass of Persephone could probably not afford it.

This time, Persephone was silent for a full five minutes, then clutched the small bottle tightly and walked towards the door of the central room with a calm intention to die.

"Don't forget the tricks I taught you!" Helen shouted behind her.

"Forgotten!" Persephone replied with some anger. Although she is even trembling slightly now, there is no need to listen to the guidance of Helen, who has nothing to do with men since she was a child.

Helen didn't care about Persephone's reaction, and as she closed the door to the real room, her eyes were fixed on the screen of the brain.

Just as she was about to immerse herself in the wonderful world of countless jù, a hidden beacon popped out of the corner of the screen, constantly flickering. Helen's brows immediately furrowed, and she was just about to pop the beacon into the garbage can, when she saw the dangling black head on the beacon, so she changed her mind and clicked on the beacon.

The night was late, but it seemed far from dawn.

A slender figure seemed to lose its weight, and fluttered through the vast expanse of abandoned buildings, and although the speed was unusually impressive, it did not stir up a single dust, and the rusty steel bars did not bring a corner of her clothes. In the blink of an eye, she had rushed out of the edge of Dragon City and into the truly dangerous wilderness. Strangely, the various defenses in the area around the edge of Dragon City seemed to have lost their effect on her.

As soon as she left Dragon City, she was like a fish submerged in the water, and her figure slowly disappeared from the darkness.

At this moment, several pairs of eyes that had been staring at her lost their target in an instant, and they searched in the darkness with a little nervousness and confusion. But under the shroud of darkness, the terrain is complex, and the wilderness with the ruins of the shape is a natural hiding place, since she has lost someone, how can she find her whereabouts again.

At this time, on the roof of a small building that had collapsed in half, a hand wearing thick cloth gloves gently pressed on the goggles, and a few colored stripes flashed on the lenses in an instant, so the slender figure reappeared in the field of vision of the goggles. Then, the rifle, which was unusually long and heavy, adjusted its angle slightly, and re-inserted the slow-moving figure back into the trajectory.

Behind the goggles is a half-open visor that reveals a short, neatly trimmed beard, and the tanned skin blends perfectly with the night. The corners of those thick lips are slightly curved, and there is an intriguing smile.

The gun was wrapped with strips of tactical cloth that were covered with layers of gravel plaster and even some dead grass. Lynch, who held the gun, knew that although the masking cloth produced by the Dark Dragoon could almost isolate a qiē metal, heat, and radiation signal, the masking itself meant unnatural, and unnatural meant that it could be exposed. For example, the woman who was slowly sneaking up to 1,500 meters away was wearing a stealth combat suit that was completely more effective than the dragon riding products, but she still showed off on her goggles. So he added a layer of seemingly useless natural camouflage to the gun, just to prevent the perverted things that could scan out the masking cloth.

Lynch wasn't worried about her finding herself at all, now that his aura was constricted, he was completely passive in detecting his surroundings, and his camouflage skills had reached a level where he could almost blend in with his surroundings. The reason why Lynch used the adjective almost, rather than the usual one, was because after getting the goggles, he finally understood that his disguise would also appear under the goggles.

To this day, Lynch is still proud of his luck, at least that day in a dark tavern, his instinct led him to make a seemingly unbelievable choice, but at least so far the right one. That is, surrender to that woman who is mechanical, cold, and without any power.

Luck is always an indispensable quality for a master sniper, Lynch always thinks so.

The muzzle of the gun moved at an extremely slow pace, and the various numbers were constantly generating new results in Lynch's brain, and the probability of hitting was increasing, and it had reached the standard of his fire. However, Lynch never pulled the trigger. His patience is very good, and since the odds of hitting are still increasing, an increase of even one percentage point is good. What's more, when she entered Dragon City, she was sniped by herself with nearly intact combat power, how could she escape her own hunt now with only half of her combat power left?

Peperos ...... The lips under the beard silently pronounced the name.

Lynch loves to hunt, especially big shots. Accompanying the unspeakable demon of the Inquisition, even without the title of Arbiter, Peperos wielded unimaginably large authority, at least much greater than Lynch. She could even hunt down the Dragoon's officer, and if she wasn't sure about the demon behind her, then no one would stand up for the killed officer.

Even Peperos, who currently has only a small half of her combat power, doesn't think Lynch will be able to survive three seconds in front of her if it is a face-to-face fight. This is the strength of the high-ranking personnel of the Inquisition. Of course, almost all of Lynch's abilities are focused on sniping, concealment, and movement, and the level of melee combat is at best the level of a captain. Lynch has always considered himself a genius sniper, and all his efforts have been put in this direction. He didn't want to spend his hard-earned evolution points in places that had nothing to do with sniping and wilderness combat. The so-called all-round development, except for a very small number of real perverts and geniuses, is overwhelmingly synonymous with mediocrity. And those perverts and geniuses are not powerful because they choose omnipotence, but as long as they find a path that suits them, they can do anything.

For example, the woman who could have ambushed him without using force.

The probability of hitting is over 90, but Lynch still has no intention of shooting, because he has already discovered that tonight's game is not just about two people.

Peperos, who was patiently sneaking, was pale, and there were already some extremely fine beads of sweat seeping out of her skin uncontrollably, which would greatly increase the probability of being discovered, but she couldn't control it. The pain in her back twitching grew stronger, but it wasn't what she feared, and the sniper warhead that remained in the lobes of her lungs continued to wear down her vitality.

It's a terrible sniper, but if he wasn't restless and injured first, how would he have a chance? Peperos thought helplessly.

Just as Peperos was slightly distracted, a thin tripwire appeared silently in front of her, and her right foot stumbled on the thin rope, and her body plunged forward.