Chapter 80
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In an instant, a huge blue and white plasma exploded across the corridor.
Countless currents are like storm whips, densely packed across every open space.
When the dazzling rays of light exploded, they also brought a huge amount of heat and impact.
Sigudaks opened his mouth and yelled, but to no avail, his strong physical quality, under the bombardment of this high-concentration plasma bomb that could destroy the entire corridor, seemed impossible to withstand a single blow.
This kind of high-concentration plasma bomb, which is generally used to ambush armored vehicles and tanks, can completely destroy an armored war chariot.
This is still formidable power in open areas.
Now, it was used by Wang Yiyang in the narrow dark corridor, and its formidable power immediately caused indiscriminate clearing.
In the large amount of electric light and high heat, the wall is melting, and the wall lamp immediately blows up and burns, turning into a mass of charred black.
A puddle of black red liquid melted on the ground, and black smoke was still emitting from the edges.
The explosion continued for seven or eight seconds before the current and white light slowly dimmed and disappeared.
Leave only the hot and melting ground lava.
Not long ago, there was no more movement around.
Wang Yiyang was in pain all over, and felt several bones broken. The brain was also dizzy, and there was a sharp pain in one arm, which seemed to be a broken bone.
Although miserable, he still saved his life. Although I am a little bit obsessed, but being alive is the biggest gain.
For a long time, as he lifts the head, he was surprised to find that the environment of the villa bedroom had been restored by his side.
The surrounding bedrooms are intact, indicating that he has entered the illusion again this time.
The hand that was just injured has returned to normal. It seemed that the fracture just now was an illusion.
"Fortunately, okay!" Wang Yiyang felt relieved, knowing that the trouble was finally over. He quickly checked his equipment.
Sure enough, none of the weapons and protection systems prepared before have been used.
Obviously, the battle just now was just a test.
This battle seems to be very simple and smooth. In fact, in order to prevent himself from being hypnotized and cognitive deviation, he directly threw a bomb nearby and even exploded himself.
As a result, even when he wore several layers of high-strength protective clothing, he was almost belched by the explosion, and that Higudak was surely dead.
"This is the power of technology..." Wang Yiyang stood up and sighed.
No matter how powerful a hypnotist is, facing an absolutely mechanized isolation battle, he will encounter the same dilemma just now.
No matter what kind of sense organs their hypnosis starts from, it will be converted into another signal by the instrument, and then it will be restored in a distorted manner.
Hypnosis is a highly accurate skill. Once distortion occurs, the result is invalid.
Wang Yiyang recalled a series of strategies he had just done, and felt that there was no problem. Then he refocused his attention on the data bar in the lower right corner of the field of view.
'Identity trouble has been lifted. It will return in five seconds. '
The countdown follows. Count from five to one.
These all are records left before.
But Wang Yiyang is more concerned about the following content.
Although Roy’s troubles were solved, there was no reward.
"According to the reward premise on the data bar, you must master the entire Indulging Heart to get the reward of this identity..."
Wang Yiyang one after another pulls the data Column, review the previous record.
"It’s clear now, that is to say, every identity must have a troublesome task and a reward task.
Sometimes these two tasks will be combined into one. Sometimes they are independent."
Wang Yiyang starts to pull down, ready to look at the end of the current data column.
Before he pulled it to the bottom, suddenly the entire data column started to move frantically.
A large number of data characters are like garbled characters, flowing down like a waterfall.
About twenty seconds later, all data slowly began to slow down.
Huh.
The data column stopped suddenly and completely stopped.
'Initialization is complete, and the Brass-level identity begins to be generated...'A new line of characters emerges.
Two seconds later.
'Identity generation is complete, start loading...'
Same as last time, all the characters in the lower right corner disappear all at once.
After about two minutes.
A deep, electronically synthesized sound, slowly sounded in Wang Yiyang's ear
'You like to listen to the sound of the wind. Because it is empty and safe. '
'You like to listen to the sound of fire, because it is hot and warm. '
'You like to listen to people's voices because they are lively and energetic. '
'You like to listen to all living sounds, because they are vivid and real. Unlike yourself, it's as cold as a corpse. '
'You have worked for the organization for fifty years, killing countless lives, your skill is adept and perfect, like the highest art.
But no matter how perfect the art is, you are tired of it.
Now you, just want to stay anonymous, find a quiet town, and quietly enjoy everything you once wanted.
Wind, fire, people, and, alive. '
'Identity task: feel alive, feel life. '
'Task completion reward: Randomly obtain a Peak skill as the killer Li Weishi. '
'Warning: Once the identity is generated, it will be valid forever. '
'Warning: How much convenience the identity brings, the accompanying risks will be equal. '
'Warning:
1 You have three days to prepare, and you are about to face the huge danger that the Meister Group will follow.
2You prepare for six more days, and you are about to face the threats you face when you are the killer Li Wei. '
"The killer?" Wang Yiyang looked at the display on the data bar rather unexpectedly.
And it looks like a Peak killer who is tired of killing and intends to return to the ordinary.
He carefully checked the information in the data column and made sure that he had read it correctly, and then sat quietly on the bed, waiting for the arrival of the identity skill.
Within a minute, a vague and real skill soon poured into his brain from unknown places.
Wang Yiyang groaned, couldn't help but lower his head.
Although he has received such indoctrination of identity skills many times, he is still a little uncomfortable.
After all, this is the memory of several decades, all compressed in just a few minutes, and stuffed into his mind.
It is normal to have such symptoms.
The memory infusion lasted for five minutes, and then it was completely completed.
Wang Yiyang shook his head, feeling a little blurred in his vision.
He simply got up and went to the bathroom in the bedroom, standing in front of the mirror, turning on the hot water, dampening his eyes with a wet wipe, and gently wiping his eyes.
While wiping, he slowly began to sort out the new memories in his mind.
The killer Li Wei.
This time this identity was a bit beyond his expectations.
It's not that this identity is unexpected. After all, Wang Yiyang is already mentally prepared for what identity this identity system opens.
Because of the identity of this killer Li Wei, the world and age he lived in is quite long.
In memory, Wang Yiyang remembers that Li Wei was born in a place called Sanora.
There is surrounded by mountains, with towering rock walls, no plains, no deserts, only countless huge rocks and strange ancient statues.
These rocks and statues can be seen everywhere, and together they form the strange style of the entire Xenolan State.
The organization that Li Wei joined is the most powerful and famous Assassin Organization in the shadow of this religious country.
The name of the organization is the organization, which is very simple and clear.
Li Wei was abandoned at the age of three and was picked up by the organization and joined.
The various assassination skills he learned since childhood were all cold weapons. Blow arrows, short daggers, short swords, bayonets, scimitars, crossbows, military stabs.
Everything is a cold weapon.
It's not that the organization doesn't want to train hot weapons, but the era in which there are only cold weapons.
Wang Yiyang's hands trembled a little, and he came out of the bathroom, poured himself a glass of milk, and put it in the heating box to heat it up.
The heating box is an instant heating kitchenware similar to a microwave oven. It is cheap and convenient to heat. It is one of the most commonly used appliances in the family.
Only at this moment, it is obvious that this heating box Wang Yiyang has been used many times and I am used to it.
But the memory from the killer Li Wei still makes him feel an unstoppable freshness.
Because of Levy’s time, there was no heating box.
"This time the task is to feel alive and feel life? It seems simple, but without specific details, I am afraid it is not so easy to complete."
Wang Yiyang brows slightly wrinkle , Feeling the brand-new emotions inexplicably appear in my heart.
This is the emotion that belongs to Li Wei.
He is over seventy years old. In the organization, the killers over seventy years old are already very old.
After all, in a backward country, the average life span of most people is only more than 50.
"Also, the identity this time, and the trouble it caused at the same time, seem to be different from the other times."
Wang Yiyang took a closer look at the killer Li Wei belt. The identity troubles that came, and the identity troubles caused by the previous identities.
He noticed that for the troubles caused by the previous identities, adjectives such as'serious' and'huge' were added to the data column.
But not this time.
It's just a common sentence.
'You prepared for six more days, and you are about to face the threats you face when you are the killer Li Wei. '
"Interesting."
Wang Yiyang took out the milk from the heating box and took a sip while it was warm.
The mellow and thick milk warmed him from the mouth to the throat to the stomach.
"It seems that identity is troublesome, not necessarily every time. Identity reward tasks are not necessarily all dangerous types. There is also this ordinary and everyday type."
" , I have to solve the trouble of identity as soon as possible, so as to avoid more and more identities, more and more troubles, there may be omissions and insufficient preparation."
Different identities bring different troubles, so try not to Let the trouble accumulate.
Wang Yiyang looked at the data column and drank the milk with his head up.
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The sky is just bright.
In a quaint old bookstore in the outer city of Nelson.
Tower Buffett, slowly took off the top hat on his head, took off the black glasses on the bridge of his nose, and gently wiped it clean with a silk scarf.
Wipe the glasses and put them on again. He carefully lowered his head to check the clothes on his body, and smoothed out the wrinkles one after another. Then he put his hat on his chest and walked slowly into the bookstore in front of him.
In the ancient bookstore, there is only one young salesgirl who has just arrived, who is wiping the dust on the shelves with a dry cloth.
Tower entered the door and looked at the wet floor that had just been dragged on the ground. The footprints he walked in were clearly visible under the water stains.
This made him a little apologetic.
"Hello, little girl, is this Mr. Fariangis' shop?" He asked softly.
It is very strange that Mingtao is already a white-haired old man over eighty years old, but his voice is like a youngster, strong and full of magnetism.
There was a strange attraction hidden in that voice, which made the salesgirl who was wiping the dust on the bookshelf stop involuntarily and looked towards Tower.
"Um....Yes, this is Mr. Fariangis's bookstore, may I ask you..."
She looked at Tao, the white hair in front of her The gray old man looks as old as her grandfather. But those eyes are like youngster, full of wisdom and vitality.
"I am a friend of Mr. Fariangis, is he in the store now?" Tower asked in a low voice.
"I don't know, this shop was just bought by Mr. Fariangis, and I just came here to work, sorry." Salesgirl replied apologetically.
"It's okay." Tower smiled, "When can he come?"
"He...ah, he is coming!" Salesgirl was about to answer. Suddenly I saw a slender silhouette slowly walking in at the door of the store.
Tower quickly turned around and looked towards the person who walked in.
"Mr. Roy?" With a hint of hesitation, he stared at the beautiful woman who walked in the door.
The woman has a hot body, wearing a simple white shirt and jeans, wearing electronic products that seem to be projection glasses, and a large pitch black mask. There is also a monitoring watch showing the heartbeat frequency on the wrist.