Truth potion is very effective. Han Linglu asked some questions to clear Han Xiaohe's suspicion and make sure that she was an unintentional mistake.

"It's rare for both of them to be transcendent." Xia Yanfu said in the team channel.

"Stand-ins are attracted to each other." Gao Qiang said.

"There isn't one among the transcendents, right?"

"No, speaking of which, the two are not related by blood, it feels like it's just a coincidence." Several people walked out of the house as they spoke.

Leave the rest of the time to the two sisters. After a while, the alarm bell rang from far to near. This night, for Han Linglu and Han Xiaohe, is destined to be a sleepless night.

A few days later. Jiayu City Special Affairs Bureau, Han Xiaohe sat in a room with a tired face, registering his relevant information.

In the past few days, the two sisters have to handle Chen Guifen's funeral and various things are busy, physically and mentally exhausted.

However, the registration of information is still unavoidable. As soon as the matter was over, I was asked to come to the Special Affairs Bureau.

"What are your abilities?" The staff asked.

"I don't know." Han Xiaohe shook her head a little blankly and described her feelings. Han Xiaohe's ability is not easy to come up with a name that can be simply summarized.

Like the White Emperor's telekinetic power, Xia Yanfu's gravity is relatively easy to summarize. Han Xiaohe's ability is different, her ability is biased towards illusion, but it is not a simple illusion.

Chen Guifen's corpse was indeed affected. Even Han Xiaohe himself couldn't see the clues, even if it was what Xia Yanzhen saw, it was not what the corpse should have been.

This is clearly out of the realm of illusion, a real change. But to say that this is a matter of words, it is far from it.

Those famous ghosts, black fog, blood and water, are all false, not real. In the end, it can only be said that Han Xiaohe's ability is

"Confusing the real with the false". Make an induction for now. Originally, the ability of the transcendent is not systematic, there is no need, and there is no way to divide it very rigorously and detailed.

After completing the registration, Han Xiaohe suddenly thought of something and asked, "Can I get the money in the future?" She remembered that her sister said that it was possible to have money if she took the initiative to register after becoming a transcendent.

"Not anymore." The staff shook their heads. At first, there were, but then it was canceled as the number of transcendents increased.

Benefits that belong to the first mover. Latecomers can't help it.

"Oh." Han Xiaohe answered, walked out of the room, came to sit down next to his sister, who also looked tired, and did not speak.

"After the summer vacation, let's go to school in Fanhai City." Han Linglu touched Han Xiaohe's head.

"Hmm." Han Xiaohe replied in a low voice. The two stood up and walked out of the secret service bureau, where a car was parked outside.

Gao Qiang stood next to the car and invited: "Two, Deputy Tao wants to invite you to the company." ”

"Okay." Han Linglu nodded. These days, Xia Yan Zhen and they have helped a little, Gao Qiang stayed, and the others had already gone back first.

How to pull the two sisters with good potential into infinity, the next thing is what Tao E has to worry about.

Tao E will definitely take this matter very seriously. This is the person named by Xia Yanzhen. The clock goes on. Saturday night, this is a special Saturday to enter the dream realm of the gods.

Xia Yanzhen routinely counted equipment and props. The harvest from the last mission was actually okay, but for Xia Yanzhen personally, there was no change in the equipment and props to be used.

The Zhangba Snake Spear was used to strengthen Qingyun, and the rest did not change. A portion of the various potions he left behind, to treat invisibility-related, were for Tiamat.

In addition, there are two more bottles of truth elixir. There are 10 Dream Stones, 10 Large Dream Stones, 10 Medium Dream Stones, and 50 Small Dream Stones.

As a dream apostle who is about to pass the fourth order and reach the fifth order. Xia Yanzhen has experienced so many tasks, and he is already relatively comprehensive in terms of equipment and props.

All kinds of needs are filled by equipment and props. Not to mention thoroughness, it is enough to deal with most situations.

Compared to continuing to increase external objects, Xia Yanzhen has put more energy into improving himself.

Of course, Xia Yanzhen would not deliberately not want to have the right equipment and props. It's just that it's not so much compared to before

"Enthusiastic".

"Gone." Dressed as a prisoner of darkness, he greeted Xia Yanfu, and Xia Yanzhen went back to the room.

"See you tomorrow." Xia Yanfu yawned and went back to his room to sleep. When I woke up this time, it was a different ceiling - there was no ceiling, just a night sky.

Xia Yanzhen got up, put on his shoes, and took out the Imperial Beast Box from the imprint space. With the Beast Box, there is no need to worry about Tiamat not knowing where to run - of course, if the Dream of God specifically throws Tiamat far away, the Beast Box will definitely not have it in it.

This time it was a regular start, and Tiamat stayed in the Beast Box. Xia Yanzhen let it out, put away the Imperial Beast Box, and looked at the mission information: [Legacy Battle, get the legacy of Nighthawk.

【Reward: A Dream Stone.】 【Time limit for the mission: 7 calendar days. [Failure Punishment: Deprives a random ability and a piece of equipment, and cannot be replaced by a Dream Stone.

Those who are insufficient, obliterate! 】

"Nighthawk's legacy? What is this? Xia Yanzhen finished reading the mission information. The mission information is simple.

It's not a team fight, and there's no identity for him. Comparatively speaking, the amount of information contained is very insufficient.

Xia Yanzhen stood on the edge of the building, looking out at the city. The location is a metropolis, in the middle of the night, and the sea is dark in the distance, this is a seaside city.

Below the building is an intersection, which belongs to the commercial street. People come and go, quite lively. Outside one of the buildings, there is still an electronic screen, and the news is playing at this moment.

"According to reliable information from ahead, the superhero who has guarded our city for twenty years, Nighthawk, has been confirmed dead......"

"Is it really a fight for the inheritance?" Xia Yanzhen gestured to Tiamat. Tiamat quickly became smaller and flew over, sticking to Xia Yanzhen's earlobe, making herself look like a small decorative earring.

Xia Yanzhen landed in the alley formed by the back of the building and another building, came out of it, walked out onto the street, and like many people, stopped under the screen to watch the news.

The time is around the winter season. There was a cold, damp smell in the air. The streets were full of people in overcoats, and the prisoner of darkness was a little thicker and more eye-catching, but he could barely get there

The category of "regular service". There is no need for Xia Yanzhen to deliberately change his clothes in order to be low-key. Moreover, the seven-day mission is not a long time, and I am afraid that it is not suitable to keep a low profile, observe it secretly and then slowly figure it out.

From the news, Xia Yanzhen learned that this city called Gotham was an extremely divided place.

It has the highest crime rate in the world and an extremely developed economy. Gotham has luxurious commercial buildings, a central business district, a high-tech park, and a port terminal that is non-stop day and night.

There are also all kinds of abandoned factories, a large number of homeless people, slums that occupy a third of the entire city, and all kinds of gangsters and gangsters.

During the day, Gotham is drunk, and after 12 a.m., Gotham is Sin City. The hope of skyrocketing, the danger of getting a headshot if you take the wrong step, power, money, corruption, crime, all these things are intertwined in this city.

Theoretically, it would be difficult to exist in such a strangely fragmented city. Huge crime rates, huge slums are enough to destroy any city.

The reason why Gotham was able to become such a deformed being. It's because someone has pulled the crumbling city to form the weird balance that it is today.

This person is the deceased superhero, Nighthawk. He appears at night and spares no effort to crack down on all kinds of illegal and criminal activities.

Mending Gotham's shattered load-bearing columns. But also because of the existence of superheroes, it attracts all kinds of supervillains who are more crazy than ordinary criminals.

Most of these people have brain problems. They can't be sentenced, they can only be put in a psychiatric hospital, and they go back to the hospital as if they were going home.

A small number of people who are not so brain-problematic have established a community of interests through various bribery methods, and going to prison is the same as going home.

Now Nighthawk is dead. Will these supervillains leave the deformed city because they are bored without Nighthawk, or will they eat it altogether?

Over and over again in the news, the question is asked what Gotham would do without Nighthawk. Then there was the advertisement for the Cotham Police Station to recruit cops, and it was clear that there was a need for a stronger armed force throughout Gotham.

In Gotham, COP is a super high-risk profession. In the past, because he sent a lot of money, and Nighthawk could always show up to save people out of nowhere.

There are still a lot of people who rush for money, or have justice in their hearts to become cop. And now that Nighthawk is gone, going to be COP is no less than 49 joining the X-Army.

This job advertisement is more like the police station informing the public

"We're working on" placebo. As for whether it is useful or not...... To be honest, the citizens of Gotham are very nervous.

As a commercial center, the street is still bustling with people. But I can't see that the wind and rain are coming, and the building will collapse.

"Isn't this Gotham? Criminals and citizens are weeds, and there is still a stubble after mowing. Xia Yanzhen said secretly in his heart.

He then spent some time wandering around the neighborhood and using a map of the city to construct a rough idea of the city in his mind

"Appearance", and then went to the Gotham Police Station. As the time approaches twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and leaving the bustling and lively area.

The surroundings began to get cold and dark - many of the street lights were broken and no one was fixing them. There are fewer pedestrians and vehicles on the road.

The dark city is slowly awakening like a giant beast. Fortunately, Xia Yanzhen didn't have any problems all the way to the Gotham Police Station - which made him a little pity.

Originally, I wanted to meet a few blind robbers and get some start-up funds from them.

When I came to the vicinity of the Gotham Police Station, all the street lights on the side of the road were on, and there were voices coming from me.

Xia Yanzhen walked a few steps briskly, turned the street and came to the gate, and saw hundreds of people gathered here.

"Demonstrations?" Xia Yanzhen stepped forward and came to a man and asked,

"Dude, what are you doing here?" The man was thinly dressed and used his hands and feet to resist the chill of his hands and feet.

Hearing Xia Yanzhen's words, Xiao Jump replied: "Of course I'm here to apply, haven't you seen the advertisement for recruiting cop?" ”

"So many people are applying? Do you dare to go to such a dangerous job, and the employment pressure is so great? Xia Yan was really a little surprised.