With Dean's thoughts. wasteland

The final strength attribute has finally reached 15 points.

A warm current of tingling, erecting from the depths of the bone marrow, spreading throughout the body, and finally turning into a cloud-like sense of nothingness, making Dean feel as if he was in the clouds, as if he was swimming in the warm current of a hot spring, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Time passes.

A subtle change appeared in Dean's body.

First, the skeletal nerves of the whole body began to contract, becoming thicker and tougher, and then the five organs of the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were active to meet the vigorous needs of life.

Finally, the tissues of the whole body, such as flesh and blood, all undergo metamorphosis...

... wasteland

The next day, six in the morning.

Dean slowly opened his eyes.

He immediately began to check his body.

Different from what was expected.

He thought that he would have the kind of sudden increase in eyesight, and he could see the lines in the corners of the wall, or he would have a surge of strength in his body, as if he could blast through the wall in front of him... And so on wonderful illusions.

But neither.

He only felt as if he had returned to his mother's body last night, sleeping very comfortably. wasteland

Other... Nope.

Dean clenched his fist and let out a pop.

Speed and power, etc., do feel a little stronger, but it's not obvious.

There is no change at all that he imagined.

Unconvinced, he took off his clothes, jumped out of bed, walked to the mirror, and looked at his body.

This is the only way to see the change.

If before reaching the limit value, Dean's facial features belonged to a normal handsome guy, and he simply relied on that kind of wilting temperament to add points, then now, whether it is facial features, body proportions, or muscle lines, they all give people a very comfortable and coordinated taste! wasteland

"It feels like genes have been optimized..."

Dean touched his face a little narcissistically.

Perhaps the perfect evolutionary direction of human beings in the future is similar to itself.

There is one thing to say.

The person is still the same person before, but if he is standing in front of some female enemies like this now, maybe he can really win without a fight, and throw two more guns, it is estimated that the other party will have to scream twice.

"Eh, cheap Neal."

The optimization of the simple appearance is not as good as the actual strength improvement after all. wasteland

Dean shook off his guns a little lonely, turned back to the bed, closed his eyes, and began to check the changes in the panel.

"Panel!"

[Detective Panel]

Role: Dean

Level: 20 (2600/3800)

Spirit: 15 (Extreme)

Strength: 15 (Extreme) Ruins

Speed: 15 (Extreme)

Stamina: 15 (Extreme)

Skills: Pistol Mastery, Ancient Muay Thai Mastery, Akaz School - Mind Reading L3, Trace Tracing L3, Beast Taming L1, Slightly (click on).

Property points: 0

Skill Points: 2

Completed Parts: Omitted.

Note 1: The current panel, reaching the limit of the first stage, through the trial, you can open the second stage of the panel, there is a danger in the trial process, once you die, the real world, will also fall into a state of brain death, please choose carefully! wasteland

Note 2: Title open, currently none.

Note 3: Subspace is enabled.

Note 4: **** factor, the weight of the eucalyptus has changed, and the experience value of the common eucalyptus has been greatly reduced. ”

Dean looked at the panel and saw that there were four more notes on it.

The most outrageous thing is the fourth note, I don't know what the situation is, it's actually in a shielded state.

"The more you look at this thing, the more it looks like an online game."

Dean muttered to himself. wasteland

He focused his attention on the notes.

"Trials?"

As Dean focused on the notes, explanations appeared in his mind, similar to explanations.

"Trial: Consciousness is invested in the *** parallel world and complete the designated Eucalyptus Breaking Task!"

"Title: According to the prestige, the corresponding spiritual title is formed, and each title has a special bonus, which cannot be actively obtained, and only takes effect in the place where the reputation is spread, and the active influence is invalid."

"Subspace: The new function in the second phase of the panel can be locked in a fixed subspace, relying on the power of the mind to open, pay attention, the coma state cannot be opened."

"***: The level is too low, the permissions are insufficient, and it cannot be viewed." wasteland

...

Dean pondered every note, word for word.

Every note actually carries a core message.

Note one, Trial!

This is easy to understand, probably similar to a virtual game, carry out the next copy, and after that, it means that it is qualified, and you can start the next game stage.

This panel is magical, and it is also magical to cross it yourself.

to these things. wasteland

Dean didn't bother to waste his brain cells thinking about why there was such a thing.

Anyway, it's good for yourself.

As for the dangers of trial reminders...

Without the tip of Note Three, Dean might have hesitated.

Ah, subspace!

It's something that goes beyond modern understanding.

Even if his life is in danger, Dean will definitely try! wasteland

Note 2, title.

Dean reckoned that it was similar to how others had an impression of themselves.

is like a policeman, facing ordinary people and cold-blooded butcher killers who are notorious, whether it is attitude or spirit, it is not the same at all.

The panel just embodies this kind of thing in a digital form.

Note 3, subspace.

It's amazing.

Dean guessed that it might be something like space storage. wasteland

If this is really the case, even if the space is small, you can only put a few guns, and they are all a batch of cattle!

Think about it.

In case Dean is overshadowed and imprisoned one day.

When the other party is very proud.

Dean flipped his palm, and suddenly a Vulcan Gatling appeared, and da-da-da...

The picture is too beautiful.

I don't dare to think about it, I really don't dare to think about it. wasteland

This ability, whether it is used for self-preservation or assassination, is absolutely indispensable!

Arguably.

At present, the subspace of Note 3 is completely unexpected, exceeding Dean's expectations for this panel change!

Even for the sake of this note three.

Even if the trial of Note 1 may be life-threatening, Dean will definitely not hesitate!

Finally, there is Note 4.

This core information seems to mean that if the level is high, the income of breaking eucalyptus will be reduced in the future. wasteland

But Dean's attention is entirely on the description of "permissions"!

The level is too low, the permissions are insufficient, and it cannot be viewed!

"What the hell is that *** content?"

Dean thought of this question, and his heart itched.

Taken literally.

Probably because of the different levels of the characters, the permissions here in the panel are different.

So what is hidden, will it be about the origin of the panel? wasteland

Bang~

Dean looked out the window at the dawn of the morning sun and lit a cigarette.

The meaning of life seems to be one more.

In his lifetime, he wished he could know the answer of the **.

...

After washing.

Dean was in the rental house and simply tested himself. wasteland

The test results were once again unexpected.

After checking his body before, he thought that the improvement was not much, but after some testing, he found that both his brain and his body had changed a lot.

One is that I am more energetic, and when I think, I don't maintain a high-intensity thinking state all the time like before, and I get tired easily.

Concentration, shorthand and so on, also slightly improved.

This should simply be a stronger body, vigorous spirit, and feed back to the gods.

All aspects of physique.

It's more coordinated. wasteland

Dean found himself in a subtle grip on his body to an extent almost beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

It's easy to describe.

He can manipulate ten fingers at the same time, perform different movements, and do not interfere with each other, while also affecting the fine muscle tissue of the body at will.

It's equivalent to saying.

Dean's seemingly casual slap now can hit most of his body's strength.

It's a scary thing.

Before the ascension. wasteland

Dean has tested that he uses his skills to exert force, and the power of one punch is about 800kg, which can easily knock a person directly into the air and somersault.

But it takes a lot of skill.

And this has not yet burst out of all its strength.

Because that's not realistic.

Now it's different.

Now with his unpretentious straight punch, he can burst out with much stronger power than before.

Probably the equivalent of. wasteland

Exclude ways to borrow.

In the past, Dean could exert his strength through the mastery level of ancient Muay Thai, and exert 70% or even 80% of his strength into actual combat.

So now, every time he makes a shot, he bursts out with 100% of his physical strength.

If Dean had this kind of control, even if he hadn't improved his Muay Thai level, it would have been difficult for those so-called fighting masters to win against Dean who is now going all out!

In addition to fire coverage.

Dean really can't think of who else is his opponent in pure physical combat.

This is probably invincible loneliness. wasteland

Dean shook his head and walked out contentedly, ready to continue the previous miniature murderous eucalyptus.

...

On the way to work.

Dean gets a call from Lawrence.

"Dean, I think our team needs to come to your side for the time being!" When Lawrence spoke, it was noisy and his tone was unpleasant.

Dean smiled.

He could have guessed what was going on. wasteland

Yesterday the LA branch of the FBI was bombed.

This ignited the No. 1 melon in the Los Angeles press industry this year.

The explosion eucalyptus, which was originally located in the downtown area of Los Angeles, is very eye-catching.

Those people in the press are also very powerful, and they don't know where to get the news, and they know that the place where the explosion occurred is the FBI's branch office in Los Angeles, and more than 10 people have been killed.

And so.

Now as soon as you turn on the TV, you can see the news discussing yesterday's explosion.

Speculation, so-called grapevine, speculation about the identity of the attacker by former FBI staff... wasteland

Mess.

Before the FBI came forward, those reporters set their sights on the Los Angeles Police Department, especially the Fourth Squadron of the Murder Division, in order to get a promotion and a raise!

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From calling for patrol support, Dean knew that he couldn't hide his identity.

Many patrol officers like to sell some news to reporters who are tempted by money, beauty, and sex.

Dean was masked at the time, just to reduce his presence in public.

So he said hello to the guys yesterday, and then everyone met in a private house around the precinct until the incident was calm.

Because it's everyone who is involved by themselves. wasteland

So Dean happily told Lawrence about their temporary office, and asked him to bring a beer barbecue by the way when he came over, and then we would have a good get-together.

...

Today's Fourth Squadron, although it is not as good as the other three old squadrons in terms of staffing, but after Dean and Lawrence were promoted to detectives and each led a team, they were on the right track.

Considering the murderer of the miniature model of the murderer, it is estimated that he has now hidden, and it is difficult to catch the other party in a short time.

Dean wasn't in a hurry.

Take advantage of this opportunity.

He simply took the lead in fishing, and openly took everyone to barbecue during work hours. wasteland

The other side.

A private dock in Los Angeles.

A man Dean had seen lifted the glasses on his face, looked at the waves rippling in the waves, and pulled a small fish up with a tug of thin thread in his hand.

"Architect, in fact, if you want to go fishing, you can take my private cruise ship and go directly to the sea."

A little white man with gray hair, dressed in a nightgown, appeared behind the young man, holding a cup of coffee and saying in a lazy tone.

The young man didn't reply, and said in a deep voice: "The person who brought me in is dead, can you still do the conditions you promised me?" ”

The little old man shrugged: Ruins

"It's just a small matter, the problem is that now the Elder Double Hound, one of whom was killed by those detectives, and the other one was lost in the explosion eucalyptus, which is now very lively, and before the new Elder took over the Battle Royale game, you NPCs were now in a state of silence.

You've earned the title though.

So in the end, there shouldn't be a problem.

Credibility and principles are the fundamental reasons why Lucifer can maintain and continue to grow! ”

"Got it!" The young man threw the thin line back into the waves below, and a very penetrating smile cracked at the corner of his mouth: "I'm looking forward to the battle royale game later, Doctor!" ”

He is now very glad that he agreed to the hot girl's conditions and asked the other party to arrange cannon fodder to attract the firepower of the detective, otherwise it would not be his turn to sit here and fish safely.

In terms of crime, I am really not good at it. wasteland

"I'm looking forward to it too!"

The little white old man swept the coffee off his hand and smiled equally oops.

...

A few days later.

Dean took the information gathered by the crowd and flipped through it.

The information in his hand is all about the staff of Mrs. Jin's Department Store Foreign Trade Company located in Los Angeles.

Then he found out something very embarrassing. wasteland

When the patrol police took over the business building, there was a guy who claimed to be a clerk in the office of Mrs. King's foreign trade company, forgot to bring something, and then took Dean back to the office, and showed him the information of Pu Bufeng by the way.

But actually.

There is no such employee!

That guy, there's a problem!

"Here's a portrait of that guy, Harry, Caro, I want one of you to be in charge of the underground, and the other in charge of the police, try to find this guy!"

Dean drew his portrait and distributed it to the two.

His brain and body control now, learning everything is the same as playing. wasteland

Unconsciously.

Dean has become a demon in the eyes of ordinary people.