In a secret little room in the manor villa, an open package was placed on the desk, and on the spread cotton cloth lay a few thin books. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Miss Sophie was sitting at her desk, staring at the books, her face cloudy, as if thinking about something.

She had read these books countless times, and they were the only traces left by the strange escaped fellow, and proof that he had been here.

To be honest, in a sense, he did make good on his promise and complete the deal, although he didn't take a whole box of cheats with him. But the thought of the guy's sudden disappearance tickled Miss Sophie's teeth with hatred. She doesn't mind failure and she's not afraid of danger, but she doesn't like things too much to get out of her control, which makes her at a loss.

There were several books, but just one of them fulfilled that promise and fulfilled what it wanted.

It was a never-before-seen and unheard-of magical exercise, "Exploration of Advanced Cultivation Methods of Internal Force: Series and Parallel", what a genius idea. What if one person doesn't cultivate fast enough, then let other people help you cultivate together! It's a very simple idea to say, but obviously, it's not so easy to achieve. And such a whimsical idea, like a wild idea, has become a reality in this thin secret book.

Although the cost is somewhat large, it will completely sacrifice those auxiliary cultivators, deprive them of their freedom to practice other martial arts, exploit the skills they have worked so hard to cultivate, and cut off their future on the path of martial arts.

But what does it matter, this is indeed like a magic skill, a cult. However, the current empire has no shortage of those who are willing to sacrifice everything for France.

However, Miss Sophie was a little hesitant, although she had looked at this thin book more than ten times over and over again, and did not find any secret doors, and all the theoretical methods in it were described in great detail, and there was nothing to hide.

But she was a little faintly worried: this terrifying organization can create such a martial art against the sky, then there must be a way to restrain and even control this martial art, if we have worked hard to cultivate a martial saint, but they are easily controlled, wouldn't it be time-consuming and laborious, and it will be all cheaper for others?

But this thin book now seemed to be a devil, constantly whispering in her ear to lure:

"Come on, come and cultivate me......"

"Come on, if you cultivate, you can become stronger......"

"Come on, open me up and start cultivating......"

......

No, I can't practice! There must be some conspiracy in this!

Miss Sophie slammed the table and stood up, her chest heaving and wheezing.

Paris, French Military Headquarters.

The entire military headquarters building was busy, with people in military uniforms trotting from office to office with documents in hand; people constantly shouting and asking for something, and others answering in loud voices; and people constantly coming in and out, sending in and out of documents, and then taking more documents out and passing them around.

Just then, Miss Sophie walked in.

Her beautiful face instantly enveloped the hall, making everyone's hand movements involuntarily pause.

Aroused everyone's discussion:

"General Sophie is here at our military headquarters, isn't she transferred to the Security Bureau now?"

"Maybe something's wrong, didn't you transfer some people to help a few days ago?"

"Security Bureau, Your Majesty's dagger hidden in the dark, it will definitely not be good to come here. ”

"Maybe it's not for business......"

"Ah, what do you mean?"

"Isn't General Eugène here today? Aren't they just engaged, and it's when the relationship is like glue, I'm afraid it's ......."

"Are they going to be in the office...... Probably not!"

......

Miss Sophie didn't have time to pay attention to their gossip, and went straight upstairs, into a large and busy office.

"You guys go out first, General Eugène and I have something to talk about. Miss Sophie's order was unquestionable, and in a few breaths, there were only two people left in the office.

"Why are you here, has something happened?" said General Eugène, unfurnished, but warmly concerned.

"Shall I ask a few questions?" said Miss Sophie, with a serious expression.

"Sure enough, it's business......" General Eugène looked disappointed: "I thought you came to visit me." ”

"Without further ado, let me ask you, how many reservists are there in the Empire now?" Miss Sophie didn't seem to have the slightest hint of flirting with him.

"Well, as soon as you get to work, it's really ...... Alright, alright, I said I'll say. General Eugène barely avoided Miss Sophie's fist: "Let me think about it, according to last month's data, there are about 140,000, the other 110,000 are distributed in various cities, and 30,000 are resting and training in the barracks north of Paris. ”

"Thirty thousand,......" Miss Sophie frowned, lost in thought.

"Yes, what's wrong?" General Eugène was a little puzzled: "The war still depends on the regular army. As for the reserves, although they have already issued martial arts in the army and taught some internal skills, most of them have not yet cultivated their internal strength, and they are not suitable for the battlefield. And if you want to replenish the regular army, you will have to train for at least half a year. What's wrong, why are you asking about this?"

"It's good that I haven't cultivated my internal strength yet, okay, I understand. Miss Sophie touched her chin and walked out of the office without looking back.

"Well, this is leaving?" General Eren looked reluctant: "Don't you give a parting kiss?"

It is clear that his request did not go unanswered.

The Grand Palais, the study of His Majesty the Emperor of France.

"That's how it is, so I hope Your Majesty will agree to my plan to call in these 30,000 reservists to test this exercise!" said Miss Sophie, half-kneeling.

But His Majesty the Emperor did not answer immediately, he paced from left to right, and from right to left, pacing back and forth in the room.

Finally, he spoke: "No, I don't agree. ”

"Then 10,000, no, 5,000 people, I promise, will make a result! If it succeeds, we in France will ......"

But her words were interrupted, and His Majesty the Emperor shook his head: "No, even one, not enough." Well, do you know how reservists are selected?"

Without waiting for Miss Sophie to answer, His Majesty the Emperor began to explain: "It is a very strict selection, first, those with obvious disabilities will be eliminated, then those who are too old or too young will be eliminated, and only those who are young or in the prime of life will be selected, and then there will be a physical test, 40 kilograms of stones will be required ten times, and there will be a time limit for the 5,000-meter run, and finally, a rough investigation of family background." Yes, they don't have a good background, and they don't have outstanding martial arts talents, but they are all good guys, they are full of enthusiasm for serving the country, and their future and future should not be stifled like this!"

Miss Sophie was silent, and after a long time, she said with difficulty: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I was wrong, I didn't think about it perfectly, I ......"

"No, your plan is still good, it's just that it needs some modifications!" His Majesty the Emperor laughed: "After all, we in France need a martial saint too much. ”

"What do you mean?" said Miss Sophie's voice, a little trembling with apprehension.

"Come on, I will be the first tester myself! When this martial saint produced by the strength of many people!" the will of His Majesty the great Napoleon echoed in the study like the roar of steel.

"As for the auxiliaries, didn't I just say that we are very strict in selecting reservists, because strictness, there will be a lot of eliminators, many, many, many, you know?"

(To be continued.) )