Veronica's words left Valen and Zhuang Chi confused.

A muscular man instructing Roger in his sleep?

The two rubbed their eyes, but saw nothing, Roger's window was empty, and the curtains had been drawn to block out the sunlight.

As far as they know about Veronica, she's definitely not a joker.

The long-term elite education has had a deep-rooted impact on her character, making her every word and deed perfectly meet the standard of "the good boy next door", and when Zhuang Chi carefully looked at Veronica's eyes, she was calmed by the flickering light, which did not come from the prosthetic eye, through the deep blue pupils, she seemed to glimpse the vast universe.

It made her feel as if she was suddenly in a strange space.

"That's not natural energy at all!"

After a brief period of distraction, Veronica understood everything.

She watched the muscular man transition from dream to reality, and when the figure appeared next to Roger, the latter opened his eyes.

"He awakened his psionic energy and became a stand-in messenger!"

It's a term that Zhuang Chi and Valian have never heard before.

"Stand-in messenger?"

"This is another form of psionic awakening, it is said that it first originated in a place called Egypt in the pre-war world, when some people's spiritual power is strong enough to a certain extent, it will condense into a human form, and even affect the real world, I didn't expect Roger to be one of them, it's so rare!"

"Roger, he ...... Are you a descendant of the Egyptians? ”

Valen thought for a moment, and she thought about it, it was really possible.

The Third War changed the pattern of the whole world, and now nearly a century has passed, especially in the border city of the 17th District, which has experienced the gold rush, and I am afraid that most of the people in the 17th District do not know what kind of blood he has flowing.

For example, she was also referred to as a fighting nation in the pre-war world.

"No, it doesn't matter if Roger is Egyptian or not, what matters is where you heard about your stand-in?"

"Hogg-Foster's newly formed Foundation, after the turmoil in the First Sector ended, the Foster family spent a lot of money searching for the whereabouts of the stand-in messenger around the world...... It's normal that you don't know. ”

The Council has blocked almost all information related to the High Council, intent on covering up the turmoil that has destroyed nearly all of Sector 1.

She also learned this information from her parents, after all, the counterintelligence department also survived the catastrophe intact.

But more importantly, Veronica found that she seemed to have changed in her body as well.

For some reason, her eyes were able to catch the presence of spiritual power, and she saw Roger's dreams and the human form formed by his spiritual power.

Does this also mean ......

She also became a psyker?

It is preliminarily judged to be a distracting psionic ability, and the ability is related to dreams.

However, it was so incredible that Veronica couldn't believe it all for a while.

During her childhood, her parents sent her to psychic research institutes several times, and allowed them to conduct some mild irritating experiments on her, all of which ended in failure.

Now that the most authoritative psionic research institute of the coalition government believes that she has no talent to become a psychic person, and the only thing in front of her is the path of prostheticization, Veronica herself has long given up hope, she never imagined that she would awaken psionic energy in this almost casual way in this strange city.

In addition to joy, doubts also filled her heart.

As the child of a counterintelligence executive, she has long been accustomed to looking at the world with a logical eye, and any cause and effect has its underlying logical connection, and her parents always told her that as long as she can understand the principles behind it, she can always hold the key to victory in her hands.

But psionic ...... But there seems to be no logic to it.

Roger's meditation, and everything she sees in this room, is more like an adventure, something that only happens to characters in movies and TV shows.

"It's like this."

Roger, who had completed the meditation, clenched his fists with both hands and put on a standard boxing defensive stance, and as his movements changed, the figure on his side also maintained the same movements as him, "I always feel that today's meditation is particularly smooth, and the natural energy has been greatly enhanced, why is this?" ”

After muttering, a confident smile appeared on his face, "I am in excellent shape today, and I always feel that even if Vadim comes, he will not be my opponent." ”

"Blow you!"

Valian returned to the way she used to get along, she stepped forward with a big grin and patted Roger on the shoulder, "Don't forget that your current record as a boxer is still 0-2, and it is hard to find a win so far." ”

"It's different."

"What's the difference?"

"Before, it was a competition, friendship first, competition second, it was enough to be on stage and experience the lively atmosphere, but now, it's the responsibility of being a companion."

Roger's gaze was firm, and he raised his right fist, feeling the natural energy surging through his body, "I must not fall until I defeat Vadim!" ”

"Okay, okay, if you keep talking, you're going to be the main character in the movie."

……

At the same time, Lu Xiang's research has also yielded results.

They didn't leave the ruins where the statues were displayed, and staying here made her feel like she could be closer to the psionics.

Every child of the coalition government has dreamed of becoming a psychic, and she is no exception.

And now, she finally understood the reason for the depletion of her psionic powers.

The psionic gods have long since disappeared, and since the Dark Ages, the passage to the upper world has been blocked, so that psionic research institutes can only squeeze people's last potential through high-risk means such as stimulating experiments, but even so, the number of psionics is still declining year by year.

According to the current momentum, perhaps in another ten years, the new psychic will no longer exist.

"The key is the lack of faith."

The memo on his mobile phone was full of dense words, and Lu Xiang suddenly felt as if he was back in the morning star, but the teacher of the spiritual ability course changed from Professor Miles to Song Lan, and what he just said was probably the real appearance of spiritual energy.

At least in the days when he could still remember it, psionic energy was far from being able to distinguish between destruction, interference, and support today, and every believer would choose the path of their faith on the first day they joined the church, and then the whispers from the upper world would guide them to know and master their own spiritual powers.

Different paths of faith will give rise to ever-changing abilities.

What they can see now is only the tip of the iceberg of psionic civilization.

And the culprit of all this is now standing in front of her like a nobody.

The dumb bird took advantage of her record to run out and buy two bags of snacks.

"No wonder those shadows hate you so much."

Lu Xiang remembered the 'domination' he had encountered in the first district before, and they would rather turn their backs on their faith and take revenge on Song Lan by taking refuge in the Lord of Genes.

It was the Dumb Bird that ruined this home.

Cut off the connection between the upper world and humans, and let the source of the spiritual path disappear forever in the long river of history.

"That's not a good thing, in a sense, it's like fitting an unknown prosthetic body into your body."

Over-implantation of prosthetics can make people cyber lunatics.

The fanatical believers of the church will become "sane" cybermaniacs, and the slightest voice from the upper world will be enough to make them abandon their lives.

Lu Xiang clicked save and exited the memo, "It's like a cricket fight?" The contestants behind are not crickets. ”

"Yes, at first it was just a product of interest, and then it was given other meanings."

"Huh?"

"In order to maintain a good and harmonious relationship, private fighting is forbidden in the upper world."

Song Lan originally agreed with both hands for this regulation, no matter where he was, he believed that everyone should uphold the principle of valuing harmony.

However, after getting along for a long time, there will inevitably be disagreements, and in the case of prohibiting private fighting, they must seek new ways to solve problems, "With more strong players participating, the cricket tournament has gradually become a way to resolve differences of opinion, and its competition format has changed accordingly." ”

From the original atmosphere of simply allowing people to enjoy the joy of the festival, it gradually became heavy and full of gunsmoke.

Inevitably, there were divisions within the church.

Believers of different paths were divided into different camps, and this event, which was originally established with joy and celebration as the starting point, eventually turned into a battle royale game in which different camps competed for the right to speak.

"The process and outcome of the game is the fate of those people."

There are people who die and lose everything in the cricket fighting competition, and there are people who hold the power in the palm of their hands.

And it's hard for him to feel the joy of fighting crickets and fighting side by side with his partners anymore.

Lu Xiang stopped speaking and listened quietly on the side.

She knew that Song Lan had always disliked these heavy topics, and even he could hide from the regular crime discussion meetings of the law enforcement department, which was a rare time for the other party to take the initiative to mention the past, perhaps it was this rediscovered ruin, and the statues displayed here reminded him of some things.

Decide the fate of a person, or even a group of people, through a game.

Even if she had never experienced the scenery of the upper world, she could imagine the heaviness of this cricket fighting competition.

"So I said, that's not a good thing."

Song Lan summed up again.

Domination is the epitome of the fanatics, and even though he has advised them as best he can, he cannot influence them.

"That's right."

Lu Xiang took a deep breath, she decided to change this heavy topic and talk about something light, "What was the world like before?" Like what...... The fourth district when psionics and the church still existed. ”

"You should be able to see you soon."

……………………………………

Fourth arrondissement, black market.

Vadim walked alone on this familiar street, and not far ahead was his dwelling.

After arriving in the fourth district, he spent countless efforts to build a fortress of his own.

Mansions, beautiful women, and a life of spending, this is what he dreams of.

With the help of the company, his unattainable ambitions in the 17th District became real in the 4th District, and then, he also had a loyal following.

But just now, he heard the end of his followers.

In Section B of the Investigation Bureau, they were used as suicide bombers, and the entire B Prison Area was razed to the ground that night, and so far the investigators of the Investigation Bureau have tried to confirm their identity information through the traces left by the deceased, but military technology has not left them a chance.

The company was fully prepared when it came to transplanting the prosthesis.

Vadim feels that he is no exception.

When military technology deems it necessary, perhaps they will be like their followers.

He has a special physique that can carry the load of "Overload Type IV", but it is also limited enough to change his identity as a guinea pig.

Vadim had a hunch that this might be the last time he returned to his mansion, and as he stood in front of the barrier, the guard booth was empty, bullet casings were everywhere, and there were traces of fierce fighting all over the fortress.

And now, he is going to participate in the 37th cricket fighting competition.

He paused for a moment, and suddenly heard a whisper in his head, "What is sentimental, you are not a good person." ”

Vadim was stunned, then relieved.

For the villains of District 4, perdition in the midst of the rebellion is in line with the city's ending, but I don't know which lucky one of the lucky ones will be allowed by Chloe Films to take this opportunity to become the company's cash cow for years to come.

He pretended to be relaxed and asked, "How many players will participate in this competition, and if it's only your old friends, then wouldn't we guarantee the top two?" ”

This may be the only good news left.

"It's true that there are not many players who are eligible to participate, but don't be too happy, this event has never stipulated that one person can only use one cricket to compete, and you may not have only one opponent."

If memory serves, this is a rule that has been established since the 5th Cricket Fighting Tournament.

Because the contestant pointed out that one contestant may not be enough to decide such a high-stakes choice.

"Oh? Have you collected information about your opponents? ”

"From now on, everyone you meet has the potential to become a potential competitor to you."

As he spoke, Vadim heard approaching footsteps.

Rumors of what had happened in the Bureau of Investigation had long since spread on the black market, and everyone knew that he was now left with only one Commander of the Light Pole, including his former enemies.

The crowd blocked his retreat, and a hideous smile appeared on his face, from which he recognized several familiar faces.

"How? Have you ever been an enemy of the world before? ”

The whisper in his head continued, and Vadim could imagine Nothingness staring at him from somewhere, posing as a play.

The voice was full of mockery, "Get used to it as soon as possible, this is the way every seeded player has to go." ”

Thanks to the 192 starting coins rewarded by Ling Ling, Xiaoyuer!

The small theater of its two hundred and forty:

On the morning of a certain day of a certain month, a certain year

In the matter of sleeping lazily, the night heron is already blue, which fully reflects how familiar she is with Song Lan.

"Lao Lu, you might as well have something to say."

It was obviously a sunny morning, but Song Lan felt that a cold wind was blowing on her face.

He knew that whimsical entanglement was not Lu Xiang's style, Lu Xiang was an organized person, and when she chose to sit here at this time to start the topic, it meant that she was fully prepared.

"Do you want me to warn you?"

Lu Xiang smiled even more, "Why, I usually do too many things to worry about, and I don't know which one I mentioned for a while?" ”

"How is this possible, Lao Lu, you know, I have always been frank and open in front of you."

"Oh, is it? When I was sorting out the monitoring at home, I found something interesting. ”

The monitoring was installed when they first moved in, in order to be able to observe the night heron child in real time when the two of them were on a business trip, so as to prevent her from gnawing on the sofa at home.

As he spoke, Lu Xiang showed Song Lan's incriminating evidence.

Song Lan and Night Heron in the video can be described as sneaky.

"Let's go, I'll take you to a good place, don't tell Lao Lu."

Then, Song Lan in the video went out with the elated night heron, and Lu Xiang carefully checked the daily life, which was when she was on a business trip before.

"Tell me, what's the best place you can't tell me?"

"Uh......"

Seeing that the evidence was conclusive, Song Lan's eyes darkened, "Are you sure you want to know?" ”

"Sure."

"That new barbecue restaurant on the high street."