Chapter 637: Necromancer's Character
"There are many strategies," the old man replied, "although they are all fragmented, as long as you put a little effort into it, you can still put it together." There are daytime assassination strategies, night assassination strategies, novice assassination strategies, and speedrun strategies. ”
"Are you playing a game?" the burly man scoffed.
The old man didn't pay attention to it, and said to himself: "For example, Kevin got off work at about half past four, and there is a high probability of going out for a walk in the evening." There are only a few walking routes, go out for a barbecue, visit a few shops, and then go back. There are dozens of ambush sites along the way, sewer manhole covers, dense grass, garbage cans, and so on. We can assassinate Kevin as long as we lurk in advance. ”
"Assassinating Kevin on the street?" the burly man laughed, "What is this? hellish difficulty?"
"Why did we assassinate Kevin?" asked another question.
"The assassination of Kevin is an opportunity, otherwise how would we get close to Kevin?" replied the old man, "We must apply to the Imperials to avenge our old man of the bone fish before we can go to Lou Paule." Otherwise, we will not have the ability to act on our own. ”
"Is the Imperial going to approve of it?" the burly man shook his head in disdain, "A group of necromancers went to Lou Paule Country to send them collectively for nothing, do you think they are stupid?"
"Or wait a minute," the Smectarian interjected, "we're conspiring so loudly, do you think no one is listening?"
Indeed, necromancers have always been monitored at all times, and this meeting is no exception. The Imperials have made it clear to them that there are listeners who specialize in listening, and that it is impossible to plot anything. Someone knocked on the table in the conversation room again with an odd frequency, and the Imperials broke in and ended the conversation. When he returned, the man insisted that he was just tickling and knocking, and that it didn't make any sense, so he gave up.
It's just that this time, for some reason, the content of everyone's conversation is already very dangerous, but there are still no Imperial people coming out. The Smitta-accented man himself was already so frightened that he wanted to stop talking.
"Don't be afraid, no one is listening at all now," the old man didn't care, "I found out two years ago, and they listened for about ten minutes at first, and then left." Then listen to it every few hours, and it won't be very serious. Do you really think they're so dedicated?"
Everyone was a little surprised, but they didn't dare to talk at this time.
"Don't believe me?" the old man directly defied, "The listener is a stupid donkey. ”
Everyone: "......"
"The listener ate!"
"Listener, your mother is dead!"
Everyone: "......"
I waited for a long time, but there was no response. The old man smiled: "Look, there are no listeners at all, or the listeners are not listening at all. In the past, when we had serious academic discussions, the listeners didn't understand at all. I was skeptical that he would ever hear from the beginning to the end, but then by chance, I overheard their conversation and understood their daily routine. ”
The gloomy one couldn't help but speak: "What if the listeners are among us?"
"That's a real possibility," the old man smiled, "for example, I'm the listener." I deliberately said a bunch, fishing law enforcement?"
"We're all there are necromancers left, do we necromancers still have to embarrass the necromancers?" the burly man couldn't help but slap the table.
As a result, the old man was nervous: "Don't slap the table!"
Everyone reacted immediately, and then fell silent. After waiting for a long time, it seemed that nothing had happened, and then the old man spoke again, but this time he opened a bunch of information: "The results of our experiment this time can prove one point, that is, the smallest unit that can be controlled by necromancy can only reach insects about one millimeter in length. This is the current limit, and it is also in line with our formula, and it has nothing to do with the strength of mental power......"
Everyone was stunned and immediately reacted. The Smitta-accented person also hurriedly picked up: "According to our experiments, there is also a limit to the size of the corpse transformation. Even if there are enough corpses, it is impossible to create a giant zombie tens of meters high......"
For a while, everyone suddenly began to discuss academics. But in fact, they discussed these issues the year before last, but now they are pretending.
After about 15 minutes, the old man closed the information and the topic was pulled back: "Almost, let's discuss Kevin." We don't have to take it too seriously, just treat it as a game and develop a brain hole. As for the question of monitors, everyone can be a listener, and even if they are not now, they can report as long as they need to, including me, of course. But you have to think about your future. ”
The gloomy man sneered twice: "Old man, in fact, you are trying to encourage us. You don't dare to be the first to contact Kevin, you want us to be the first to follow up, and if something happens, you will tell you?"
The old man also sneered back: "We are each in charge of an area, and we don't have much time to get together. If you want to act jointly, it is almost impossible. If we can't act together, we won't have any real evidence, so how can we tell the truth?
The burly man interjected: "Actually, there is no point in discussing this now." If the online raiders really worked, Kevin would have died long ago. Kevin's enemies are not only necromancers, but also crumbs, a bunch of corrupt officials, and even Empires. But he's still alive and well. ”
The old man smiled: "Tell a story, two people were walking on the road, and one of them suddenly found a gold coin on the ground, and couldn't help but shout with joy." The other person looked at the sky and dismissed, 'How can there be gold coins on the road, and even if there were, they should have been picked up a long time ago.' ”
The burly man couldn't help but be angry: "Even if the strategy is really effective, then can we go to the Funny Country? Even our subordinates can't go, and the empire is all dead." If the Imperials were so stupid, we would have run away. ”
The old man was also rarely silent, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.
"We can't go, so we have to let him out. The beauty spoke, "Anyway, Kevin often does things, and it is estimated that the winter vacation will come out." ”
"Then how can I get Kevin to come to me accurately?" the burly man took directly.
"We can try to kidnap his mother," the old man said, "and we don't need to kidnap him, it is said that his mother travels everywhere and will be contacted by letter in a few months." We sent a random kidnapping letter to the past, and it is estimated that Kevin will most likely not be able to verify it. Even if Kevin's verification is successful, then we have nothing to lose. ”
Everyone nodded slightly as they thought.
"It is also possible to kidnap Stat," the old man continued, "according to the information, Stadt and Kevin are old friends, and he has been involved in several incidents. But he's a businessman, and we can kidnap Start if we do some commercial activity or gimmick to lure Start over. Then make a condition that Kevin must come over. With Kevin's character, it will definitely come. ”
"Is it possible for us to kidnap them like this and enter the Lou Baole country? How did the old man of the bone fish die, won't he forget?" the beautiful woman shook her head.
"It's simple, we turned around and put the blame on the Imperials, let's just say that the Imperials gave the order, and we were forced to be helpless. It doesn't matter if the Imperials don't admit it, they wouldn't admit anything to their detriment. The old man replied, "During the kidnapping, just eat and drink well." ”
"Actually, there is another way," the young man who had not spoken from beginning to end finally spoke, and everyone hurriedly quieted down to listen, "Now that the Internet is developed, just leave a code on the Internet." ”
"If Kevin can crack it, the Imperials can crack it. The old man replied.
"As a Kevin reader, post some strange things in the comment area. With the stalk of his own work as a codebook, it may be difficult for the imperial people to perceive. And Kevin can naturally decipher, we can directly tell him that there is a necromancer here, and he is willing to join the Lou Pauler country, then he will come. The young man replied.
"Can he just write a random weird thing to make him run away?, I'm afraid Kevin, he can't be sure if it's true or not, or even a trap, right?" the burly man didn't quite believe it.
"Anyway, it's just a strange story, and even if it fails, there's nothing to lose, you can give it a try," the old man replied, and then summed it up, "So for now, we've come to a conclusion." We can't go to the Funny Country, we can only let Kevin come out. There are three ways to come out, kidnapping the, kidnapping Start, and weird book reviews. Do you have anything else to add?"
Everyone shook their heads, and this was the end of this academic exchange of wizards. A white teleportation array flashed under his feet, and after a while, the six people had disappeared one after another.
A few days later, Kevin first received an unsigned letter, which he opened and read: "Hello, Mr. Kevin. If you receive a kidnapping letter from your mother, don't worry, it's fake. ”
Kevin: "???"
But Kevin immediately realized that this letter must have arrived in his hands faster than the kidnapping letter, and immediately became serious. While writing to his mother to confirm the situation, he also asked the Assassin President for help.
However, at this time, the situation was unclear, and the Assassin President suggested that it should be a prank.
About a day later, the second letter arrived, again unsigned. I opened it with nervousness, but I saw that the content was almost the same as the first one. Kevin studied the two letters for a long time, but there was no result, so he could only continue to wait and see.
In the afternoon, the third letter arrived, and the first letter was the same as the first two. By the evening, when the fourth letter arrived, it was the same.
Kevin thought to himself, is the reader joking? Then I'm going to have to put this in there.
The next day, a fifth letter arrived, and it was the same. Ask the parrot who sent the letter, and try to reverse the path of the other party, but the final result is from abroad.
Finally, three days later, the sixth letter arrived, and this one was a little longer: "You must have received multiple kidnapping letters from your mother, right? Don't panic, they're all fake." Their purpose is to get you out of the country and then kill you. Although I am in the same league as them, my heart will always be full of justice, and I will always be a good person. ”
Kevin: "......"