"Hey, it's time for the third batch to begin, and if the people in front of us die, won't the fire be stopped?" said Mrs. A, standing on the roof of a two-story building in the distance, chewing on something in her mouth.

"No, that's just right, after all, these people rarely show their abilities in the outside world, and now is a good time to observe. Next to her stood twin brothers, in their twenties, dressed in simple white T-shirts and jeans, not tall, and of Indochina ancestry, who were supposed to be of Thai or Lao descent. Mrs. A couldn't tell which of the two was the elder brother and who was the younger brother, and she didn't think anyone would be able to do that, because not only did they look exactly the same, but they also spoke in the same tone, frequency, and words.

They are the protectors of the Ghost Copper Mine, the Alphagar caste holder known as the "Bandafeng Brothers", and the most inscrutable outlier in the entire Ghost Right Hand organization. The two brothers have always acted together, wearing the same clothes, eating the same food, and even going to the toilet are inseparable, and the two never speak at the same time, when the left one speaks, the right one is busy with other things, and when the left one closes his mouth, the right one can naturally continue to talk, if you hear it on the phone, you can't tell that there is a different person on the other side of the microphone. Some people say that the Bo Dafeng brothers actually have two bodies and the same head, and the invisible connection makes the two minds closely linked, becoming conjoined babies who can move independently.

"It is expected that by the time the 14 people are sacrificed, Dr. Doolittle will be able to collect the information. The one on the left of the Bodafeng brothers spoke.

"Is that so?" said Mrs. A, holding back the irritability in her heart. She spat out a mouthful of debris, took out a new glass ball from her pocket and threw it into her mouth, and the short and fat man behind her trembled visibly, and quietly took two steps back. Mrs. A turned around and glared, "Look at it! so many people are dying for you!"

"Even if you say that...... the doctor shook his head sweating, "I don't know if I can do it, after all, it's just ideal data, and it hasn't been verified by actual reality at all!"

The queen of the ghost's right hand sneered, "I know what tricks you're playing. You can't get out of it after we're killed, and the ghosts are watching you, anytime, anywhere. Even if you're toying with those boys......"

"Boom!" An exploding mushroom cloud rose up to the sky, even if it was so far away, he could feel the earth shaking violently, and the one on the right side of the Bo Dafeng brothers opened his eyes: "Hey, I didn't expect that the iron ore cadres who were just beta minus could actually get such a powerful reverse advent ability." Why is this personality not documented? There is no mention of this ability in the Copper Mine report. ”

Queen A took out her tablet from the back pocket of her jeans and slid it a few times, "Dumin Beta minus Iron Ore, matching personality is a 24-year-old Vedic woman in charge of candidate screening in the Southern Continent Branch of the Left Hand of the Ghost, who has been doing paperwork, and has a combat effectiveness rating of D, with the comment 'Strong-willed Vedic cultist, ideology may have a negative impact, but long-term spiritual cultivation will cause him to burst out in a critical moment with unmeasurable potential abilities, lack stability, and is not suitable for combat positions'." It seems that this is the so-called potential explosion, how long is that guy's reverse advent time?"

Poda on the left opened his eyes and said, "Forty seconds." No, it's still growing, forty-five seconds. What an unexpected gain, it seems that the liberation of the third batch can be slightly delayed. ”

Mrs. A reached out and pinched Dr. Doolittle's cheek and said, "Look, people are desperately trying for your fat pig, what are you complaining about?

"Got it, got it......" the doctor said with a sweat on his face.

At this time, sixteen ghost cadres on the battlefield had completely broken through the threshold and summoned the personality of the other world, nine of them had already died, and twelve warriors hiding in the ruins were ready to come forward at any time. If you look closely, you can see a thin blue line in everyone's pupils, which is the ability of the Boda Feng brothers, the most special control in the entire ghost organization. The brothers were able to use their powerful psychic abilities to unite warriors who had lost their primordial will after the advent, allowing them to attack according to their established tactics. Unlike forcible control, this integration is more akin to a slight hypnosis, where the "world" personality retains self-awareness and combat ability, but is infused with the command to work together, becoming a harmonious cog in the war machine under the arrangement of the Bodafeng brothers.

Dr. Doolittle is the most central component of this complex machine. "Doolittle the Strange Doctor" is, of course, just a nickname, a reference to a famous American movie from the '60s in which the veterinarian Doolittle speaks the language of animals and embarks on an adventure for a pink conch. The top executive of the ghost copper mine is a brain surgeon himself, who holds the position of chief brain surgeon at Johns Hopkins Hospital in Maryland, USA, and he joined the ghost organization not only because of the scandal of playing with young children, but because of his research in the field of brain surgery. Dr. Doolittle is a weirdo who understands the brainwave spectrum, and he often says that he can read a person's joys and sorrows just by looking at the brainwave waveform, and that he can speak directly to the brain in the same language by inserting a few tiny electrodes into the cerebral cortex.

The insane paper was rejected by the Journal of the American Medical Association, but it did not escape the Phantom's eyes. Sensing the implications, Dr. Brandon Bartholomew ordered the Copper Mine, the intelligence service, to make direct contact with the Doctor and do everything he could to get him into the Ghost's ranks. It didn't take much effort, and when a dozen or so young children were found in the basement, the doctor readily agreed to the ghost's request and became part of it. He has provided a lot of valuable advice on the adaptation of biochips, but Dr. Doolittle is most proud of his own brain. Through uninterrupted electrical stimulation, specific areas of his brain are abnormally well developed and can easily change his brainwave spectrum, and the oft-said "think differently" is perfectly realized in him. He can think in his native English, or he can switch himself to Italian-speaking Cretan gangsters, and even if he shares the same memories and emotions, the doctor can become a different person in the blink of an eye, someone with a completely different inner being.

This ability works in unexpected ways. The "World" server uses automatic matching to bind the Quantum Network account and the NPC personality, even Bartholomew himself can't intervene in it, and among the tens of thousands of members of the ghost's right hand, only a few hundred people are bound to the ghost's left hand in the game, which is a helpless thing. The Brotherhood has come up with ways to modify the human body to actively match powerful personalities, and the Ghost's research in this area has yielded only one result: Dr. Doolittle.

Dr. Doolittle is able to change his own brain wave frequency, which means that the accounts he can match are uncertain. As a matter of fact, Doolittle has not yet bound the "World" account at this moment, and he is going through the left hand personality of the ghost through the listener to find the most suitable person.

The food chain is a ring, there are no eternal predators, there are no eternal victims, no matter how powerful the carnivore has its own weaknesses, even if it is as strong as the Brotherhood's son of God, there must be enough personality to restrain them. Dr. Doolittle is looking for the most suitable candidate by analyzing the battle data of the sons of God, and firmly believes that this chess piece will be a killer weapon against the Brotherhood head-on, which is Dr. Bartholomew's belief, but what the old man didn't expect was that Dr. Doolittle's psychological quality was not so strong, and the greedy and death-fearing people who were forced to join the ghost organization had already had the intention of escaping at this moment, but they didn't dare to show anything in front of Mrs. A.

"Ahh Bo Dafeng on the left suddenly exclaimed, "The guy with the explosive potential is dead, and he hasn't shown any strength at all......"

"Did the Speaker make a move?" Mrs. A immediately raised her voice. From the beginning of the battle divided into two small circles, they have been waiting for the Brotherhood President to join the battle, as the original son of God in history, the Speaker's abilities have always been a mystery, no one has ever seen him fight, no one knows his identity, and even his true face has never appeared in the footage of the ghost spy.

"Nope. It's the guy who ranks third. He is very powerful. Po Dafeng on the right said, "...... Oh no, he seems to have discovered us, and there's no reason why he can feel our presence from so far away?"

"It's that woman! I said she was a nuisance, but I haven't killed him until now!" Mrs. A roared, "Let the third group awaken, and get rid of Homir first at any cost!"

Bo Dafeng on the left opened his eyes wide, the golden circle in his eyes couldn't help spinning, and the battlefield a kilometer away was instantly pulled into front of him, this is not an ability, but a high-resolution optical lens implanted in the iris, and there is also the words "Canon 18-400mm" on the edge of the intraocular lens. They were standing on the west side of the battlefield, and could see the two battlefields on either side of the six-story building that served as an obstacle from the side. On the north side of the building, smoke billowed from a destroyed variable-wing aircraft, and several broken corpses were scattered everywhere, like broken dolls.

A tall, thin man in a crisp dark blue officer's uniform suddenly turned his head, and his cold gray-green eyes met Brother Bodafeng through a kilometer of space, "That's the direction, Lord Deacon." Homir confirmed in the neural grid.

Chief Deacon Samael "Artillery" Gusten Keodoak slowly raised his arm.