"I've already explained to Puka, but you still have to feed it the energy in your psychic force field often, so as to increase the closeness and tacit understanding between the two parties. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

After Prosius finished speaking with infinite emotion, the puka in his palm like a ball of transparent mucus suddenly flew to Dongfang Chen's shoulder, and after a while, it climbed into his neck, spared Dongfang Chen's neck twice, ran to his forehead, and crawled around Dongfang Chen's face.

Dongfang Chen only felt a cold thing moving around on his face, indescribably weird, and finally Puka climbed to Dongfang Chen's left shoulder and stretched, turning into a thin layer and motionless, looking like nothing.

Of course, Puka's ability is far more than that, otherwise it would not have made the powerhouses of the fourth order of evolution regard it as a treasure, let alone be called a divine beast. It's just that at present, Dongfang Chen's strength is not as high as Puka, and it is too far behind, so Prosius didn't say it to Dongfang Chen, and when his strength improves, he will slowly understand.

Dongfang Chen raised his head and was about to thank Prosius, who gave him such a precious gift, but saw Prosius, who was dressed in a white suit, sitting opposite him, leisurely drinking tea, while Prosius in black was long gone.

"How's it going, Mr. East, do you have a nice chat with Prosius?" asked Prosis with a smile.

"Please convey to me Mr. Prosius that I am very grateful for all that he has done for me. Dongfang Chen said sincerely.

"I can't talk about thanks, but we just take what we need. When Professor Mu wakes up in a while, he will have to bother to explain.

I beg your pardon, it's time for me to go fishing, Mr. Dongfang, there will be a car to take you back. Prosis got up, opened the door, and walked out.

Dongfang Chen looked out the door, the sky was already slightly bright, thought thoughtfully for a while, turned his head and saw that Professor Mu was sleeping very soundly, took off his coat and covered the professor, picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, and the tea was already cold, but there was a cold bitterness in his mouth.

......

"What? I'm asleep? Alas, I look old. Professor Mu said to Dongfang.

"Yes, I see that you are asleep, we have not disturbed you, Mr. Prosis has gone fishing, and I have been reading books in the study all night. Now let's have some breakfast and go back, you old man slept soundly, I'm a little tired. Dongfang Chen yawned as he spoke.

"Okay, how did you fall asleep? This is so rude, I didn't seem to talk about anything last night?Why can't I remember anything?" Professor Mu still muttered, shaking his head and getting into the car.

Back at the hotel, Dongfang Chenhai had a breakfast, only to make Professor Mu stunned.

Back in his room, where did Dongfang Chen dare to sleep? Hurriedly sat on the carpet, released a split soul and asked him to observe the changes in the puka on his shoulder, and quickly called himself if there was a change in color, after all, puka was much more reliable than the split soul that could not be sensed by any fluctuations, and then he cultivated the secret method.

That night, Prosis hosted a banquet for Professor Mu and Dongfang Chen again, saying that he had re-honored the friendship of the landlords.

During this period, Prosis was not so interested in Dongfang Chen, and he ignored it, only made some academic exchanges, and politely praised Dongfang Chen.

Before leaving, he gave him several books, one of which was "Ancient Greek and Mediterranean Legends: Those Disappeared Countries and Cities" which aroused Dongfang Chen's interest, this book was actually written by Prosis himself, and there was no one on the market.

Dongfang Chen glanced at Prosis meaningfully, and after greeting them, they broke up.

After another two days, the group returned to Hong Kong, and Dongfang Chen simply put down some less important things at hand and practiced day and night. At the same time, with a mind, I studied the unusual events that have occurred in global history for thousands of years, and reinterpreted them with a different way of thinking, in order to find the shadow of A3.

At the same time as Dongfang Chen stepped on the plane to Hong Kong. The basement of a building on the outskirts of Istanbul, Turkey.

A middle-aged man took a sip of coffee from his cup and said: "Report to the above, the signal has not appeared for 48 hours since it disappeared, it can be determined that the tracking failed, and the target has an 80% chance of turning off or modifying the tracking and positioning function of the N7 helmet, and the target disappears."

Hey, what a fucking headache. The 'bees' that monitored the target also had no news, and eighty percent of them were discovered and killed by the target, and they didn't even send a photo back, which was too fast, right? Perhaps this was the reason why the target aroused suspicion and turned off the positioning system. Hmph, these idiots!

Who the gave me this bad information, didn't it mean that the target was just an ordinary human? Without a psychic force field, how could it be found out? Cause me to lose a few 'bees' in vain. It's hard to do now, and I still don't know the details of the target. ”

The middle-aged man paced up and down on the ground, frowning and thinking. After a few minutes, he made up his mind: "Yirhan, you go and check all the people who have booked international flights from Athens to the rest of the world through the hotel within 48 hours to see if you can find him."

The focus is on the international flight from Greece to Asia, and I hope he booked the ticket with his mobile phone.

Just in case, send 'firing squads' to the cities where Athens flies to all Asian countries within 48 hours, let them focus on investigation, and notify the 'hunters' in Asia to cooperate at any time, since the 'bees' are too weak, then I'll give you some fierce information, I don't believe I can't find you!"

"Yes, Director!" replied a voice in the corner.

Since Dongfang Chen's plane ticket back to Hong Kong was booked by Professor Mu a few days ago, this time it was a pain for the staff in "NO.3".

For more than a year, countless people on Earth went crazy looking for this mysterious target who dared to snatch the tiger's mouth and beat the tiger to death, except that he knew that he was a young Asian male with similar skills to the average "firing squad" member.

In January 2030, the traditional Chinese New Year is approaching.

"Professor, I want to go home and spend the New Year with my family, I haven't seen them in a long time. Dongfang Chen said.

"Well, go ahead, the fallen leaves return to the roots, and I am the backbone of the Chinese sons and daughters. Professor Mu wears a pair of reading glasses. A small vase of Yuan blue and white was carefully wiped with a silk handkerchief.

Seeing Professor Mu's desolate and lonely figure, Dongfang Chen sighed and said, "Professor, why don't you go back to your hometown in Zhejiang with me for the New Year, it's very lively." ”

Professor Mu raised his head, looked at Dongfang Chen with strange eyes, and suddenly smiled: "It's enough for you to have this heart, and even if I didn't misunderstand you in vain."

But I swore that I would never step into the mainland again in this life, so I won't go. Say hello to your family on my behalf. There you go. ”

"So, Professor Mu, I'm leaving, goodbye. I wish you a happy Chinese New Year in advance and wish you a good New Year. After Dongfang Chen finished speaking, he bowed and turned around to leave.

"Dongfang!" Professor Mu said suddenly.

"Professor, if you have any other orders, please say. Dongfang Chen turned around.

"Can I ask you something? After I am a hundred years old, please take my ashes with me, find a random tree next to the West Lake in Hangzhou, and scatter them under the tree. ”

After speaking, the old professor lowered his head again and began to wipe the small blue and white bottle of the Yuan Dynasty.