"It's amazing."

Blue-Eyes walked to the edge of the platform and stared at the black pillar of light rising into the sky not far away, and everything he saw was recorded in the company's database.

Moments earlier, he had received all the information about Roger.

A native of the 17th District, his father was a member of the Crime Analysis Bureau, a local law enforcement agency.

At that time, it coincided with the end of the gold rush, a large number of criminals represented by Chai Ke poured into the border city, and under the protection of the Foster family, the seventeenth district ushered in the highest crime rate, and Roger's father was also investigating a case, although he saved his life, but fell into a hidden illness, and had no choice but to quit the ranks of law enforcers.

Roger was influenced by his father from an early age and set his sights on becoming a law enforcer.

It's just that he didn't show much talent.

The prosthetic fit is extremely poor, and he does not have any psionic talents, and when he tries drugs, he also has a strong rejection reaction, so Roger has to change his strategy, give up the idea of joining the special operations team, and painstakingly delve into criminal psychology, and go to school in the core city through his father's relationship is the highlight of his life.

After graduating, Roger did not stay in the core city like the others, but resolutely returned to the 17th arrondissement despite his parents' opposition.

……

Unremarkable.

This is the impression of "Blue Eyes" on this profile.

In normal times, such a small person is destined not to appear in the company's field of vision, but it is such an insignificant small character who has grown to the current point in just a few days after coming to the fourth district.

It is said that the growth of spiritual abilities is a long and slow process, and it is not like prosthetic implantation can bring about a metamorphosis in a very short period of time.

The company's transformation of Vadim continued for several years before his physical condition was adjusted to the level that was most suitable for "Overload Type IV".

Faced with this situation, "Blue Eyes" can only think of one explanation.

There was a huge error in the theories of psionic research institutes, or they never really understood psionic powers.

He could read all of the Coalition Government's research on psychic abilities in less than a second, including the experiments that had been going on at the Wisteria Academy, but none of them could explain the changes that had taken place in Roger.

According to various clues investigated by the company, as early as the Dark Ages, those "messengers" in high positions in the church possessed the power of weapons comparable to weapons of war.

"You have turned him into your own messenger, and Vadim is going through that process as well."

The "blue eyes" are eager to know the answers to these questions.

He knew that District 4 was going through an unprecedented "experiment", and that both sides involved in the experiment showed enough sincerity.

The mechanical creations presented to them were the key to their comeback in the first place, and now that the Dark Ages have passed, their technology has made breakthroughs in all aspects, and according to the project's initial assessments, this is the weapon that can compete with the "emissaries".

"You're completely mistaken, Roger he just found what he wanted to do, and the world responded to his wish."

"Wish?"

Without waiting for the Blue Eyes to ask, a massive steel body came to the terrace.

On his shoulders sat a petite blonde girl, a combination that seemed out of place in her surroundings.

However, no one understands this feeling better than the "Emperor".

Although it was a flash in the pan, he had also briefly become a messenger of the "Father" not long ago in Atlantis, and his inflated psionic energy was enough to bring the entire undersea kingdom into the sky, which was by no means a feat that could be achieved by man, and even in his eyes, it could only be described as a miracle.

The Emperor knew that Roger's body had undergone similar changes.

He looked at Song Lan, who had an innocent face, "When you were in Atlantis, you did the same. ”

Compared to absolute strength, he felt that this was probably the most terrifying thing about Song Lan.

It seems that he can create a terrorist who can bring turmoil to the entire coalition government whenever and wherever he wants.

"It's actually quite understandable."

Song Lan tried to make them understand the process in a simpler and easier way, "You should know the kryptonite game, as long as the same character changes a set of standing paintings, plus a prefix such as 'limited', the strength can be increased by several notches as it should be. ”

He felt the same was true of the situation, "All you're seeing now is Roger (limited to District 4). ”

When Comrade Roger fulfills his wish, life will return to the way it used to be.

The same process has already been experienced by both the Emperor and Diego.

Unfortunately, the 'Emperor' and the others didn't seem to buy his explanation, and still asked, "Did you share your spiritual energy with them?" ”

In Song Lan's theory of "krypton game", the most important link is obviously omitted.

He didn't explain how Roger had gone from being a civilian member of the Seventeenth District's Law Enforcement Division to suddenly going from a Limited Edition of the Fourth District.

"Of course not, that's too much trouble."

Song Lan waved her hand again and again, her face full of resistance.

The probing eyes from everyone made him feel more stressed, except for the "Emperor", everyone else present was a complete layman in the discipline of psionic energy, and according to his assessment, the "Emperor" did not achieve satisfactory results in the interference-type psionic ability, and it was determined that the latter should have difficulty reaching the top 16 if he signed up for the previous Cricket Fighting Competition.

As it stands, these people who are not yet in elementary school math seem to have developed a strong interest in calculus.

"So be it."

When Song Lan spoke, the shaking under her feet suddenly stopped, and the roar caused by the collision between the building and the object suddenly subsided, as if time was frozen at this moment.

But then, the sound of the wind was heard.

They can still sense and move in this frozen world.

After a few moments, the Emperor sensed what was wrong.

It seemed that only the mechanical creature was "frozen", so that every part of its body stopped functioning at the same time, and when he looked up, he found that there seemed to be countless silk threads hanging from the mechanical creature body, so that its every movement was firmly controlled by these silk threads.

Aside from the side, Vadim stopped falling, his back slamming heavily into the crippled ground, leaving a deep crater.

If it weren't for the military technology that had modified his body enough, this fall would have been enough for him to completely withdraw from the competition stage of the cricket fighting competition.

He saw the pursuing building hovering in the air, and then pieced together a "V" gesture in front of him.

"Well, that's one of the ways to use the disruptive psyker, or dominating psyker."

Song Lan stared at the scanning device of the mechanical creation that kept flashing red at him in the distance.

The behemoth's gaze finally left the hapless Vadim's classmates and stayed on them.

"Psychic research institutes should have the corresponding information, the manipulation of interference-type psionic energy can only change the behavior of the target, but cannot change their heart, and it is more difficult to implant an idea in someone's mind, in addition to the corresponding ability, it also needs to be assisted by drugs, or keep the target's spirit in a state of long-term instability...... But you're probably more familiar with these than I am. ”

"But what does that mean?"

"This shows that your understanding of psionic powers is still in a ...... In the early stages, there is no way in this world where you can imagine simply sharing your psionic energy with someone, which would turn everything into a troublesome game of hand manipulation, and thus defeat the purpose of the cricket fight. ”

"Crickets" are the heart of this event.

And Song Lan is a hang-up player no matter when and where, if he can complete the competition by hand throughout the whole process, then he would rather withdraw from this event due to physical reasons.

"As I said earlier, it was the world that responded to their wishes, and what I did was only temporarily open a door for them."

The gateway to the upper world.

The clever Lu Xiang was the first to understand the meaning of this door.

She suddenly remembered Roger's understanding of this energy, which he firmly believed was some kind of natural energy, and his meditation training seemed to be a good night's sleep in bed.

If this unimaginably powerful psionic energy comes from the upper world, then everything can be explained.

Even, even the reason why Song Lan can always activate his ability almost without consumption has been found!

This stupid bird has been misappropriating the energy of the upper world all along!

It's no wonder that he has won so many championships in the Cricket Fighting Competition, no matter what the quality and ability of his companions are, and in the end, he is capable of beating all opponents.

Even Song Lan herself said that when the strength of spiritual energy reaches a certain level, there is no useless ability in this world.

The roar and crash struck again, and the shaking of the ground beneath his feet became more violent.

When the threads hanging from the mechanical creature disappeared, its movements became more violent.

"I see, I see."

The pupils of the "blue eyes" flashed with brilliant light, and his gaze stayed on Roger's back for a moment, which was so small compared to the mechanical creation, but he only used his fists to kill a path to the core of the mechanical creation.

"Thank you for your selfless answer, it's so good."

Theoretically, artificial intelligence should not produce any emotions, but the scene in front of him made the "blue eyes" excited, or the military technology at this moment fell into a state of excitement because of what he just said.

They thought that the source of psionic energy had long since disappeared with history, but now, the people who could open that door still existed.

It also gave them a chance again.

"In return, we deserve to show you something, too."

As he spoke, "Blue Eyes" looked up into space.

Above the blue sky and clouds, it was as if something was looking down on them.

"According to our initial calculations, it is powerful enough to destroy the messengers of the 'gods.'"

The only regret is that the company never had the opportunity to verify the results of these calculations, because with the end of the Dark Ages, they have lost the people who really need to use these weapons.

"Do you want to destroy the whole city with you?"

RT6 immediately understood the intentions of the "blue eyes".

Satellite weapons.

This is a technique that she has never been able to master, and it is also the only place where the "Wild Bone" can surpass the "Emperor".

But the use of satellite weapons needs to be unanimously approved by the council, not to mention, this time the target is the core city of the coalition government!

She did not believe that the Council could convene an emergency session in such a short period of time.

And the target of the satellite weapon is Roger, who goes straight to the core of the mechanical creation, what is the difference between this method and the cannon fighting mosquitoes?

"Blue Eyes" glanced at RT6's flickering eyes, sensed her intentions, and said lightly, "The weapon has been activated, and it is impossible to hack in now, RT6, this is also an extremely important scene for you, pass on everything you see at the moment through the connection of consciousness." ”

……

"Boy, I have bad news for you."

At the same time, Vadim's mind filled with the voice of 'nothingness'.

He just fell on his back on the crippled ground, looking at the sky that was sometimes obscured by the ruins, a rare sight even in Kolo Films' special effects films, and now it was all happening before his eyes.

It was hard for him to imagine anything worse to come by.

"It looks like they're going to blow up the city with satellite weapons."

"This isn't like the scale of a cricket fight."

Vadim was indifferent.

After all, he could not see through the clouds and the sky to see the scene between the stars.

He had long questioned the tournament, firmly believing that giant mechanical artifacts and satellite weapons should not be included in the tournament, but the organizers of the tournament were just as inefficient and flexible as the game companies, and any problems would have to wait until the next tournament to solve them.

"And I suspect you're cheating, who told me in the first place that this was a game of joy, harmony, and friendship?"

Vadim really can't see any of the above three points in this game so far.

The moment the mechanical creation appeared, the early contestants fell into the cracks one after another, and completed the exit in a life-or-death manner, and now, there are even contestants trying to destroy the entire competition venue.

But now, he has nothing to worry about.

"Boy, are you trying to ......"

Even if it was faint, Nothingness noticed Vadim's psionic powers.

The flame, which seemed to be extinguished at any moment, seemed to be doing its best to attract the attention of the mechanical creation.

And the fall just now had already given Vadim the heaviest blow, and although it was not fatal, he was unable to move for a short time.

This is also the first time that "Nothingness" has shown surprise in this match, "I didn't expect you to do self-sacrificing behavior. ”

"Self-denial?"

Vadim had his back to the earth, his heart had never been more peaceful than it was now, "You are completely mistaken, I am invincible now. ”

The small theater of its two hundred and forty-five:

Tuesday, evening, year, month, day

It is rumored that Lu Xiang, the leader of the swarm, has a small notebook with the name of every enemy on it.

It is no secret that Lu Xiang holds a grudge.

Song Lan was anxiously waiting all night, and according to the agreement, Dr. Bai Zhu would send over the content of his investigation tonight.

Finally, after a long wait, Song Lan's mobile phone rang.

He unlocked the screen with excitement.

Dr. Baizhu's reply was concise and to the point, proving his situation at the moment in one sentence.

"Let's have a good meal."

Bai Zhu sincerely suggested.

Tonight, the legends about Lu Xiang's small book have been updated.

Lu Xiang does have a small book.

It's just that only Song Lan's name appeared on it, including the crime of mixing ginger shreds with shredded potatoes was recorded in it, and it was also marked in bright red font, followed by a row of exclamation marks that were enough to make anyone feel Lu Xiang's mood at that time.

"What's wrong with you?"

Lu Xiang on the side noticed Song Lan's abnormality and asked.

"No, nothing."

"There's nothing you're hiding, am I going to eat you?"

"I don't rule it out."

"Frankly and leniently, what did you do that was unseemly?"

"Lao Lu, do you have a small notebook?"

"Hmm."

"Is there something about me recorded on it......

"Well, that's what I learned from 'A Love Tip Every Day'."

"Huh?"

"It reminds me that if you don't write down what you're doing, you won't know how angry you are."