Zhang Xixiu.

Zhang Zhouyuan, the owner of the fried chicken restaurant, is the daughter of the codename Jiulongpu, because of genetics.

Ability for rapid self-healing.

The level is undecided.

……

This is the information that Yorks has for this girl in the third year of high school.

At the same time, it is also designed by the institution to only study in a high school on the surface, but in fact, it is a Jingyuan high school that is found and cultivated for the institution.

Anyway, he didn't want to care, so the main purpose at the moment was to study the circumstances under which the fragments in these cracks could evolve into superpowers.

"Obviously, the closest person to the crack is the clergy of the church, but none of them can evolve superpowers."

Yorkes sat on a row of stools and sighed inwardly.

He didn't doubt that this group of clergy with faith would hide something, and the clergy who could approach and guard the rift with the bishop were basically hand-picked people.

"The building near the water gets the moon first, it doesn't work."

Thinking about it, Yorkes looked back, and through the three-dimensional picture in his mind, he found that this time in addition to Zhang Xixiu, there was one more person, and the school uniform on his body happened to be the school uniform of Jingyuan High School, and at the same time, he also happened to be the person on the information.

Kim Doo-sik, codenamed Moon Ryong and the Ministry of Security Enterprises, Kim Bong-seok, the son of Lee Mi-hyun, a key member with super-sensitive five senses,

This guy has both the abilities of his parents, has the ability to fly and has two senses, and he is a good kite flyer when he makes good use of it.

"Are you friends?" York thought with an eyebrow.

"Parents are friends, and children are friends, so coincidentally?"

At the same time, a voice came.

"Sister Irene!!"

Erin stood in the doorway with a demure face, looked at the very handsome girl trotting in front of her, and then looked behind her at the young man who looked confused, as if shocked by the size of the church, spoke.

"Who is this?"

"My new friend I just met, his name is Kim Bong-seok." Zhang Xixiu grabbed the straps on both sides of the backpack with both hands, and looked at the nun in front of him with a little weakness.

"He wants to come over and help......"

Erin glanced at the grinning young man behind the girl again, and from her personal opinion, the young man on this information seemed a little honest.

"Then come in, what I'm going to do today is to wipe the window in the backyard of the church, you two are working together, and when you're done, go home early."

With that, Erin turned around and led the way.

Jang Hee-so looked at Kim Bong-seok, who had been grinning, patted the backpack he had been holding in his arms, gave him a look, and hurriedly followed.

Kim Bong-seok has always looked like hehe, and he followed behind Jang Hee-so with both shoulders.

But as soon as he entered, his eyes widened again, and it was clear that the scale of the outside had already made him a little timid, and the interior of the church made him even more dumbfounded.

What he saw were towering vaults, neat rows of benches and long walkways.

The light shines through the stained glass windows, creating a colorful light and shadow, and a mysterious and solemn atmosphere arises naturally.

There are beautiful murals, sculptures and decorative arts.

It's completely unseemly.

Erin, who was walking in the front, seemed to notice something, stopped and glanced back, and then gestured to Zhang Xixiu, who stopped together.

Jang Hee-so was stunned, and subconsciously looked back, and found Kim Bong-seok standing at the door, holding the backpack in his arms with a dumbfounded look.

"This guy." Zhang Xixiu felt a little helpless in her heart and screamed.

"Kim Bong-seok!"

This sound suddenly woke up Kim Bong-seok at the same time, and also made York, who was sitting on the front row of stools and did not look back, couldn't help but smile.

"Ugh." Kim Bong-seok woke up and trotted over.

"I'm sorry."

"It's fine." Erin shook her head and continued to lead the way.

He continued to lead them to his bishop's side, and saluted under the wide-eyed gaze of Jang Hee-so and Kim Bong-seok.

"Bishop."

Hearing this, Yorkes turned his head, glanced at the obedient Zhang Xixiu and Kim Bong-seok, nodded slightly, and closed his eyes again.

Erin lowered her head and continued to take Jang Hee-so and Kim Bong-seok to the backyard to arrange the work of cleaning the windows.

After they disappeared for a while, York suddenly opened his eyes and moved at will, grabbing some fragments out of thin air from the building where the crack was located.

In the invisible void, hundreds of fragments were imprisoned in a small circle of telekinesis, floating all the way to York's hand.

"I don't know if these two people will be able to absorb it again or if something will happen."

In his diorama, Erin and the two children are already working on cleaning the windows.

He could even hear the two children talking.

"You come here every day after school?"

Those were the words of Kim Bong-seok's child.

Apparently he didn't know about Zhang Xixiu's situation.

York subconsciously remembered that there was information about the girl.

In order to help the bullied, she hit more than a dozen, and with the ability to heal herself quickly, she directly broke the heads of some people......

It is said that Zhang Zhouyuan lost a lot of money in that brawl for his daughter, and lost all the houses he bought.

Even if he is an outsider, he can know how difficult it is for a clumsy father who can only fight and kill to bring such a child, not to mention that he has opened a fried chicken restaurant now.

This money, that's like running water.

Yorkes stared at the two people on the three-dimensional picture, whose school uniforms were obviously different, and easily sent the telekinetic circle that imprisoned the fragments over.

"Well, because I don't have any money."

Zhang Xixiu took the towel, wiped it and glanced at Kim Bong-seok who came to help, and said indifferently.

"I need money to buy a new school uniform, and although I can handle it now, the teacher said that I need to use it for the PE exam."

As she spoke, she thought of something.

"Oh, by the way, I still want to buy a pair of shoes, which are too hard to run right now."

Kim Bong-seok was silent for a moment: "Do you really want to be elevated?" ”

"yes."

Zhang Xixiu replied as he violently wiped the window in front of him.

"Hurry up and wipe it, Kim Bong-seok, after wiping, you can go back early."

"Ah, okay."

Kim Bong-seok looked at Jang Hee-so, nodded stunned, and began to rub it hard.

The next second, a sentence sounded in his ears.

"When I go back, please eat instant noodles, I'm very poor. You know, that's my greatest sincerity. ”

Kim Bong Seok Han smiled, glanced at Jang Hee-so, who had just opened his mouth and was scrubbing hard, and the action of cleaning the window became even harder.

Unbeknownst to the two of them, however, an invisible circle of telekinesis was stopping around them, and then slowly expanding, enclosing the two of them and the fragment together.

Hundreds of debris inside began to drift through the air.

York, who was still sitting in the church, stared at everything over there, and subconsciously squinted his eyes.

What he saw was that hundreds of fragments were just falling around the two of them, and there was no extra movement at all, and even after the two of them breathed, they did not follow in.

Hundreds of fragments seem to express a meaning, that is, not to touch the Lord.

"Sure enough, it's subjective consciousness, but what I didn't expect was that Zhang Zhouyuan, who had absorbed the fragments, was like this, even his children were like this."

With a wave of his hand, Yorkes shrank the telekinesis circle and put the hundreds of fragments back together.

He wasn't worried about the harm of these fragments, after all, this crack had been around for a long time, and the closest clergy had not changed for so many years, and the two children would be fine.

All he wanted to make sure was that the fragments had some kind of subjective consciousness.

For this, he even asked Erin to lure Jang Joo-won's daughter Jang Hee-so, who needed to buy new school uniforms and sneakers, as a part-time odd job.

Now the result is there.

"In that case, then we can proceed to the next step of research, and it is easier to get results with a comparison.

The only difficulty is how to obtain samples from the bodies of these superpowers, such as blood and saliva. ”

Yorkes stared at the two children who were in the prime of their youth and could even wipe the window to show their vitality, and there was still some nostalgia in his heart.

"This is the ...... of youth"

Next.

The difficulties of this sample were easily solved.

The reason is that the first batch of superpowers hidden in the cold country are being hunted down.

"Vigorous, electricity, perspective? These three superpowers? York looked at Erin.

"All dead?"

Erin nodded: "Someone is chasing them, but it's not Han Guofang, it may be someone from outside." ”

Hearing this, Yorkes only felt a little headache, how could he not understand what Erin meant, it seems that not only the cold country closest to the crack has appeared with superpowers, but even the countries outside.

Sure enough, the crack still had to be closed.

Yorkes thought to himself and exhaled lightly: "We won't interfere in this matter, and find a way to extract some blood from those three corpses and send it to Healy for study." ”

"Yes, Bishop."

Erin was unusually able and withdrew.

Another three days passed.

Yorks had just added two attribute points to the all-round physique that had not yet broken the number of two hundred, and he got another piece of news.

That is, the person who hunted down the superpower turned out to be someone from the American side.

"Are those guys afraid that I will know about the existence of superpowers?"

Yorkes smiled indifferently: "But what they don't know is that we already knew, it seems that the people over there already have some eyebrows and know some things." ”

As he spoke, Yorks sat in the boss's chair, looked at Erin and some of the clergy in front of the table, including the monk, and smiled.

"We still don't interfere, because the source of the matter is in the spatial rift, and we just need to deal with this matter."

"Yes, Bishop."

Erin and the others bowed their heads slightly.

York's expression remained unchanged and he waved his hand.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and they retreated one after another, leaving York's eyes unsettled to look at the reply in his hand.

He wanted to try to use the device to seal the fog time, to see if he could close the crack in the cold country.

After all, he is different from others, and has the magic of doubling the amplification.

But the end result was only a very official reply from the United States.

That is, the equipment had been damaged at that time, but due to the limitations and scarcity of materials, it was difficult to remanufacture.

In a word, it is the lack of very critical materials, but what the materials are, the American officials will not say.

"Then the backhand will chase and kill the superpower of the Han country, right?"

York shook his head and dropped the reply.

"What's the picture, it doesn't affect what I'm going to do."

It didn't affect at all, and three days later, when Healy came out of the lab yawning with his oily hair, he got a new message.

Fragments are not only subjectively conscious, choosing the host they want, and being able to change human genes so that they have superpowers, but also mutually exclusive and contradictory, which is why those fragments before selectively avoided Zhang Xixiu's two children.

At the same time, there is also a certain incubation period.

"Incubation period? This means that in the future, it is possible that humans who inhale debris will evolve corresponding superpowers? Yorks stared at Healy.

Healy nodded, "Yes, Bishop, the fragments are not gone. ”

Yorkes squeezed his hands: "Can't we control the main director to turn into superpowers?" ”

"Bishop, it's hard."

Healy knew his bishop's purpose: "I believe that the birth of superpowers is a random generation, and the matter that can create a chain reaction with these fragments is most likely not material, but related to the mind or spirit. ”

Saying that, Healy was a little apprehensive: "If you want to have superpowers in the church, I am afraid you need to work on the mental and emotional aspects, and stimulation and destruction are the easiest ways, such as making them feel death and despair or doing something that can make them feel great emotional fluctuations......"

Healy looked at the silent bishop and continued: "The most important thing is that it doesn't necessarily succeed, but it can have a huge impact. ”

It's a pity...... York was silent for a while, and could only wave his hand:

"Healy, I've worked hard for you, let's go back and rest first."

This kind of experimentation on human nature through stimulation and destruction of people's hearts, he certainly could not have done.

"Yes." Healy breathed a sigh of relief and nodded and exited the bishop's office.

"Mind? Spirit? It's so ethereal. York shook his head and looked at the research report sent by Healy, skimming over the other data, which showed when a superpowered person found out that he had superpowers.

For example, Zhang Zhouyuan suddenly recovered when he was in a near-death coma.

Even Wen Long, who has the ability to fly, only awakens his flying ability when he accidentally falls from a tall building.

"It seems that superpowers don't appear casually, only the children of superpowers are really born."

…………

Another day.

Pluto Cathedral welcomed an uninvited guest that night.

Why is it an uninvited guest, he wants to sneak into the building where the crack is located.

As a result, he was hanged and beaten by the monks who guarded him.

Yorks looked at the long-haired man who was defenseless under the guard monk, his hands behind his back.

The difference in skill between the two is simply too great.

The monk himself has been nurtured and baptized by the divine power, and the power he has has long been unable to be regarded by ordinary people, coupled with super high combat skills, it is not something that cats and dogs can deal with.

"Is that guy someone sent by the United States to hunt down the superpowers of the Cold Country?"

Yorks looked at Erin, who was standing beside him.

"Sure enough, it's the face of the people of the cold country."

Erin frowned and looked at the battle in the clearing in front of her.

"Yes, Bishop, it seems to be called Frank."

York narrowed his eyes as Brother Andrade used various grappling techniques to suppress the man, only to be forced out of the grappling by the man with a broken hand or foot.

"Brother Andrade, stop."

As the words fell, the burly monk who seemed to have the ability to heal himself quickly stopped drawing his sword and took a few steps back.

In front of him was Frank, who had escaped from the grip by breaking his hands and feet, his body making a clicking sound, and then his right and left hands, which had been severed, quickly recovered.

Frank stood up expressionless.

Seeing that Frank didn't seem to give up, York sighed.

"Are you from the cold country? Why listen to America's ......"

"The gap is so big, you still refuse to give up?"

Yorks stretched out his hand and aimed it at Frank, who suddenly rushed over.

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In an instant, Frank, who had just rushed over, was directly pinched and exploded on the spot by the strong telekinesis, leaving only a head that had not closed its eyes.

In the final analysis, except for self-healing, the rest are all in the category of ordinary people.

Vulnerable.

York's face was expressionless, and his telekinesis kept moving, controlling the whole field.

"Send this head to the door of the consulate, and they will understand what we mean, understand that probing is not allowed here, no peeping is allowed."

York's heart sighed in his heart, ignoring the expressions of everyone present, and left the place leisurely.

Only Erin and Healy nodded yes.

For five days, nothing happened, and there was no official reaction from the United States.

Either way, York was ready to deal with the cracks.

He appeared disappreliantly in front of the spatial rift.

A group of clergy all stood behind him.

And in their eyes, the crack above has expanded into a space that can accommodate a person in and out.

"Once I'm in, it's all up to you." Yorks said indifferently, even if he was about to enter another world inside the crack, his mind was still as calm as water.

"Yes!"

Listening to the answers of the people behind him, Yorks glanced at Erin and Healy, who were worried, and smiled and stepped over to the crack......

It may be cold, the throat is extremely uncomfortable, the swallowing saliva is painful, and the foreign body sensation is always there.

Baidu checked, scared half to death, and shed tears of remorse.

Now my brain is a mess, and tonight is a chapter written out with a completely confused face.

Saying so much, just one sentence: big brothers and sisters, it's cold, remember to add clothes and pay attention to keeping warm.

(End of chapter)