Chapter 222: chief, intimidation, precognitive journey.

Xiaochi Chi wanted to keep the dirty braided man alive, and asked for his identity.

It doesn't seem necessary now.

Searching the body of the man with dirty dreadlocks, Ying Lou only found a sharp stone stained with blood, threw it to the ground and shook his head in silence at Xiaochi Chi.

...... did not find the iron plate.

This man is not a "catfish", but a man whose heart and eyes are blinded by power.

Xiaochi Chi sat casually on a nearby rock, watching the ocean of abuse in the pop-up section.

"Holy shit, four against one?"

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

"Disgusting disgusting disgusting!"

"How many bets has the ID above made? Can't afford to lose, right?"

"Schadenfreude rolls!"

Xiaochi Chi Their behavior, let many people nearly a million investment directly down the drain.

The knife cut down is white flesh, they do not blow up is strange, all kinds of expletives and curses are incessant, some people are secretly betting to buy the three, but also some people are thinking of ways to fix these three halfway out of the Cheng Biaojin.

"And I bought the others!" Someone shouted, "Tell them to kill him!"

"Yeah. Place a bounty order!"

As we speak, someone has already gone to buy the "reward order".

The "bounty order" is a game prop that specifies the taskmaster and the target to be killed, and requires the bettor to spend money to buy it, so that you can specify someone to kill another person, which is equivalent to a bounty prop in a regular live broadcast, and is worth a lot of money.

As long as someone chooses to take the order, successfully completes the task, and eventually enters the three survivors, the order taker will receive a 5% share of the gambling money.

Most psychics, such as Rou Zhao, have family and friends outside, even if they can get out alive, hands stained with blood, and know the secrets of the institution, think also know that it is impossible to leave, 80% is to stay in the institution, for the institution to sell their lives for life.

The money is a comfort to their families.

The commotion that took place in the A6 area was not small, and many of the alters scattered all over the map paid attention to the unusual increase in the amount of pop-ups and guessed from them what was happening.

The special beep for the release of the "bounty order" also sounded on the watches of five or six psychics one after another.

In A12, a shifter's wristwatch rang five times.

For no other reason than that his powers are not bad and A12 is the closest to A6.

At the 6th sound, he swung the dial hard at the side of the tree.

However, the dial is sturdy, in the tree shaking leaves moving between, the surface is surprisingly even a trace of broken lines are not.

The shifter with the round shaved back leaned up against the shaking trees, put his knuckles against his brow and muttered to himself, "Psycho, kill your head. Why don't you guys go kill."

He shrugged off a hand and turned to leave, but stood still three steps away.

He raised his wrist, opened the pop-up section, and watched in silence for a while.

"A6 ah ......"

He pondered for a long time, finally made up his mind, put down his hand, reversed the direction of travel, pulled his feet and ran towards the A6 area.

This sudden accident, to the official "catfish" headquarters that had only just been invaded, is undoubtedly to add insult to injury.

The Emergency Response Department, in particular, was staffed with one phone and was busy answering private line calls from various players.

The head of the emergency response department was anxious, put down a phone call from someone high up, pinched the bridge of his nose, and was trying to take a breath when another member of the department pushed his way in: "Minister ......"

The minister was carrying a cup of coffee with three servings of milk, but his expression was like carrying a cup of sour and bitter Chinese medicine.

He said, "You better be able to give me some good news."

The minister turned over the folder in his hand with a bitter look on his face: "There are a total of two documents here. One is a fax from the data analysis station. Because the game has only been online for three years, the recording database is still under construction, and they can only try to recover the audio and video equipment on the five remains found in the D20 area. ...... The result is that all the equipment has been physically damaged and there is no possibility of recovery."

The minister's brow furrowed into a Sichuan shape: "What about the recordings of the bugging - listening devices planted in their bodies?"

The ministry member hesitated for a moment and said, "...... all suffered physical destruction and cannot be recovered."

The minister rose haughtily: "...... what?!"

The minister didn't expect to get anything of value out of the destroyed equipment.

Each "catfish" who becomes a regular employee undergoes a surgical procedure to have a recording bug implanted under the skin to facilitate spot-checking surveillance at times.

It is because he knows this inside story that he is so shocked.

The implantation of the bug - listening device, is the name of the "medical examination" minimally invasive implantation surgery, each implantation is injected in advance of the anesthetic - intoxicant, the body is implanted in the foreign body is unaware of the matter, they do not know that they are being monitored - listening.

The two people who were sent later were killed by the bomb, and the physical destruction of the bug on their bodies is understandable, but how to explain the collective death of the three-person team earlier?

How did Wei XVI know that there was a bug - listening device hidden in their bodies, and was able to precisely target and destroy it?

The minister only felt the swelling and pain in his eye-point, and gave it an annoying squeeze before saying, "...... The second document was sent by the personnel department, right? In addition to the information we already have in hand on Wei XVI, the two people who were with him later, who were they?"

The ministry member looked down at the folder and read, " Jiangyu Chi , the one wearing the mask, 25 years old, fighting instructor, participated in Kickboxing free-for-all tournament and got a silver medal. He has taken an ability test in Agency 3, and his ability is shown as free manipulation of inanimate objects like steel."

The minister nodded, "All right. What about the one with the glasses."

"Well ......" the ministry member paused subtly for a moment before continuing to read, " Anyi Bai , 21 years old, double bachelor's degree in archaeology and astronomy, is currently a current master's student in archaeology at University A. He has taken an aptitude test in Institution 9, and his ability performance is ......"

The researcher squeezed the information at hand, "...... unknown."

"Hmm?" The minister looked up, "What does 'unknown' mean?"

"'Unknown' means that the index of Class A globulin secretion in his body does meet the standard of an Allomancer." The minister said, "But he doesn't seem to know what his psychic ability is ......"

Minister: "Has it been electrocuted?"

The minister spread the information on the minister's desk: "...... Even under the stimulation of electric shock, Anyi Bai did not use her psychic powers."

The minister pondered for a moment.

From the current situation, it seems that things have gone so far, and they have no way to secretly dispose of Wei XVI.

It's a shame that we lost five good strength psychics for nothing, and lost a large amount of money in training.

...... However, it's not without its rewards.

He tapped the space bar on the computer in front of him.

The progress bar of the pause is woken up.

This video footage was provided by a gamer, and it was the battle footage that took place in the A6 area half an hour ago.

The minister hit the pause button again as Rou Zhao lifted the rock in the video and smashed it hard into the back of the dirty dreadlocked man's head.

"In terms of feedback, the one called white ...... white what came? Ability is instantaneous movement, non-attacking abnormality, top ...... C level, no, D level, right. He does not have to bother, focus on Wei XVI and Jiangyu Chi, especially that Jiangyu Chi, understand?"

The minister nodded and turned to exit the office door.

The minister pulled over the laptop, tapped on a hidden icon inside a hidden folder, entered a special server, skillfully entered a string of website links in the address bar, entered a room in the dark-net, and entered another complicated serial number before successfully entering the Battle Royale live stream.

The chatter of invective in the live room continues unabated.

The minister only scanned a few times, then opened the betting page, clicked on the " Jiangyu Chi " menu, and bought a hundred bets painfully.

After the "betting success" alert box popped up, the minister smiled faintly, then put away his expression, coughed lightly, closed the page, and was about to continue working when the door was knocked again.

The ministry member who went out only a moment ago poked his head in with an unusually odd expression, "...... Minister, take a look at the live broadcast. The information we gathered seems to be wrong ......"

......

In that world, " Jiangyu Chi", who became the favorite to place bets, was setting up a pot on a grill made of willow branches in an open area at the edge of the A6 area, under the dazzled eyes of the crowd.

Who knows where he pulled out that pot from.

And when he calmly pulled out the cooking wine, salt and sesame oil, and a small bucket of still-alive silver needlefish, the pop-ups had gone half-crazy.

"What exactly is his psychic ability??"

"He's here on vacation?"

"He had a food pod with him?"

"Day, eat better than I do."

Because Jiangyu Chi's so-called "distortion" ability has not yet been shown, the curtain rightfully assumes that his ability is a "food bin".

But those staff members who had tested him, and Wei XVI who had seen what he could do, thought otherwise.

He pounced on Ying Lou's side and pestered him with questions.

"Brother Chi, what kind of psychic ability do you have?"

"Brother Chi, you are too good, tell me about it."

"I especially worship you, from today onwards you are my idol. Wait for me to go out, three incense sticks a day ...... Oh no, this is not auspicious, I have three meals a day ...... also can not, I am poor. ...... oops, you just tell me about it. I do not speak to others, okay?"

Ying Lou put the soft, transparent silver needlefish into the boiling soup pot and gently blended it with chopsticks.

Just now lightly break the hand that removed the bone, but at this time the action is light and gentle.

He said, "Do you have a heavy mouth?"

Wei XVI was stunned: "Ah, it's quite heavy."

Ying Lou, who successfully changed the subject, added some salt at his discretion: "This fish has no bones, so you don't need to add too much seasoning, it's very fresh when boiled alone, and it becomes juicy in your mouth, so you can eat it as noodles."

Rou Zhao and Xiaochi Chi share a rock while Ying Lou does his lunchtime cafeteria special.

Xiaochi Chi has one foot on the edge of the stone and one foot on the ground.

He caught a praying mantis from somewhere and was excitedly fiddling with its bright green, knife-shaped forelimbs.

Rou Zhao, whose wound was properly dressed, was quietly looking at Ying Lou.

By now, although she was saved, she was still unclear about where these three people were coming from.

Wei XVI is noisy, full of nonsense and unable to grasp the point, which makes people's ears hurt; "Jiangyu Chi" is also a man of few words, not to mention that, seeing his performance just now, Rou Zhao has no courage to go after his roots to investigate his bottom?

In comparison, she set her sights on Xiaochi Chi, who was playing with bugs.

This person is handsome and weak, and it looks like he is a defensive psychic like himself, probably the same person who was pulled under the protection of " Jiangyu Chi ".

From him, maybe we can ask something.

She settled down and turned on her precognitive psychic ability.

Since killing the dirty braided man, she had intentionally retested the upper limit of her abilities.

The conclusion reached was that her prophecy time, from eight minutes directly to half an hour.

Half an hour should be enough for her to get enough information out of this person.

A breeze blew in and lifted Rou Zhao's hair to the left.

She lifted her hand and pinned the messy hair behind her head.

After entering the precognitive time stream, Rou Zhao immediately talked to Xiaochi Chi: "That ......"

Xiaochi Chi looked over at her, winked, and smiled before she spoke.

This friendly attitude put Rou Zhao's mind at ease a little bit.

She glanced at Ying Lou: "How do you and Jiangyu Chi know each other?"

Xiaochi Chi says, "My brother and I are always together."

Rou Zhao : "You are brothers?"

Xiaochi Chi's eyes rolled gently, "Of the table."

Rou Zhao continued to test the waters, "His powers, are they dimensional pockets or something like that?"

Xiaochi Chi didn't bat an eye: "Yeah."

"He's great." Rou Zhao was sincere in his praise, "You guys are on the same team? Jiangyu Chi is your leader, right?"

Xiaochi Chi mumbled, "Yeah."

"Why are you guys trying to save me?" Rou Zhao Zhao circled around and finally cut to the whole, "I mean, there are already three of you, and there can only be three of you going out ......"

"Who said that?"

"...... who ......" Rou Zhao was confused, "That's how the rules are set up... ..."

Xiaochi Chi said, "Who makes the rules?"

Rou Zhao : "......"

Xiaochi Chi looked her in the eye and said, "Is it necessary for us to follow unfair rules?"

Rou Zhao Zhao vaguely smelled a hint of unusual air, the buttocks unconsciously moved to the distance.

While she was nervous, she heard Xiaochi Chi ask her, "What is your psychic ability?"

Rou Zhao swallows: "I can predict ......"

"There's always a limit, right? How long?"

Rou Zhao opened his mouth, a hundred different thoughts came out at once, his throat was dry for a while, and he said, "...... three minutes."

And the next second, Xiaochi Chi asked, "How much did it go up to?"

Rou Zhao : "...... uh?"

Xiaochi Chi also seemed to feel that he had not asked the question rigorously enough, so he added in detail, "After killing the man with the dirty braid, what was the upper limit of your precognition time, raised to?"

Rou Zhao Zhao's muscles suddenly tensed up, even the pain at the right knee is not so clear, the body is like an ant's nest exploded, numb and itchy.

She tried to deny it, "...... What are you talking about?"

Xiaochi Chi said, "You don't have to be so nervous."

Rou Zhao's voice could not help but tremble: "...... you ...... who are you?"

Xiaochi Chi : "The person who saved you."

At this point, Xiaochi Chi softly emphasized, "...... you will remember this kindness, right?"

Rou Zhao just felt that the person in front of him was very horrible, and the answer was neither yes nor no. His heart was in turmoil: "Of course I ...... what do you mean?"

Xiaochi Chi said, "Let me be straightforward. If you simply believe that we have just met, that we have met in person, and that our purpose is unknown, then it is appropriate and necessary to be wary of us, and to conceal your powers. However, I don't want you to conceal the secret of your elevated level of psychic ability with other purposes in mind."

"...... For example, you are trying to leave us after your injuries are healed and kill some more people to improve your own powers so you can increase your leverage to survive."

Rou Zhao Zhao Rin, but the cheeks are like a flame baking, the temperature increased suddenly.

She said nervously, "I don't understand what you're saying."

Xiaochi Chi says, "It doesn't matter if I don't understand it. I can use a simpler expression instead. -- I'm warning you not to take the initiative to kill."

Rou Zhao is appalled!

She did think about hiding the secret that "killing aliens can improve your strength".

On the one hand, she is afraid that Jiangyu Chi will kill her vulnerable self after they know.

On the other hand, she was really thinking: if, just if, she could kill one more person, would her precognitive ability become even stronger?

Protected by others is certainly good, but everything is not as strong as their own come solid ah.

...... Rou Zhao The evil thoughts deep inside her heart were flung out of the water like this, turning out dead fish-like belly white, which made her embarrassed, panicked, and hard to hide her shame.

She denied it haphazardly, "Don't you talk nonsense! I didn't think about killing anyone!!!"

"It's good not to have thought about it. The bottom line is a thing that can be constantly pulled down, the more you kill, the more you will be unable to stop." Xiaochi Chi said with a smile, "Who doesn't want to get stronger and then live? I want to, too."

Rou Zhao got chills all around.

The calmer his tone, the more Rou Zhao felt that the person in front of him was unpredictable in terms of good and evil.

She moved her body a bit before she realized that her arms and legs had stiffened.

Rou Zhao wanted to break off the conversation, forgetting that it was even happening in her foreknowledge, and planned to get up and leave, away from Xiaochi Chi.

She just used her left leg to support her body, and was pushed back to the rocks by a huge wave of pressure coming from her head.

Rou Zhao's cold sweat dripped all over.

...... this power, where did it come from ......

"I haven't finished my sentence." Xiaochi Chi's hands and feet didn't move as Sven said, "Please sit down."

Rou Zhao's cheek flesh trembled and his tongue was sore from the weight on his shoulders.

She said with difficulty, "You, what exactly is your supernatural power ......?"

Xiaochi Chi : "Teleportation. I think that's what you're guessing."

With that, he moved closer to Rou Zhao: "...... Otherwise, what do you think it would be?"

Rou Zhao Zhao after all is still a girl who has not yet graduated from high school, where can withstand such mental oppression, voice followed by body shaking: "What do you ...... want in the end ah ...... "

Xiaochi Chi replied, "Take all of you who still want to be human and get out alive."

Rou Zhao looked at him incredulously.

If she had heard this five minutes ago, she would have thought the man was having a demented dream.

But now, after seeing what Xiaochi Chi can do, she actually has some faith.

"A person who conspires to kill innocent people is not worthy of being called a human being." Xiaochi Chi raised his hand and nudged the immobile Rou Zhao's forehead, "If you think that 'living' itself is more important than 'being human', be my guest. All I can do is to make your death as painless as possible."

......

The fresh breeze passed and the fluttering hair fell.

Rou Zhao's precognitive journey ended with a violent mental shock.

Rou Zhao, who looked calm just now, instantly sweated all over his forehead, dripping down the nose concave.

Xiaochi Chi noticed a difference in the state of the person beside her and turned his head, making eye contact with her for a few seconds.

A few moments later, he pursed his lips and smiled.

"Since you've opened the precognition, I don't need to bother with more words." Xiaochi Chi cut to the chase, "...... So, what are you going to choose?"

Rou Zhao's breathing calmed down from violent, but remained silent.

Xiaochi Chi waited patiently for her reply.

After a long time, Rou Zhao stroked the bandaged right knee wound and asked, "What exactly is your psychic power?"

Xiaochi Chi says, "A lot. More than you can imagine."

Rou Zhao had some hope in her heart: "Really?"

"You've seen a lot of sincerity and falsity along the way." Xiaochi Chi said, "Anything I say could be a lie. How about seeing what I would do?"

Rou Zhao bowed his head.

...... Yeah.

He did not kill himself while he was wounded and weak, and saved her, knowing full well that by killing the alien, his abilities would have been rapidly enhanced.

This alone gives a little credibility to the man in front of him and what he said.

...... is still scary though is all.

Xiaochi Chi did not care what she was making up in her mind, raised her hand and shook it at her.

Rou Zhao hesitated, but took his hand.

Xiaochi Chi said, "Welcome to the team."

When he heard this, Rou Zhao thought of the question he had just asked Xiaochi Chi in his precognition and found it funny.

That Jiangyu Chi, despite her skill, now sees who the real brains of the team are.

She asked that question again, "Who is your leader?"

To my surprise, the person in front of me naturally pointed to Ying Lou's back: "It's my brother."

Rou Zhao was inevitably puzzled: "Isn't ...... you? I thought-"

Xiaochi Chi replied with a smile, "Because he can control me."

After answering, Xiaochi Chi then put the mantis in his hand on the rock, patted the lime on his hand, left Rou Zhao who was thinking about life, went to the hot soup pot, served a big bowl of fresh silver needlefish, and poured a diced beef full of meat sauce on top.

Ying Lou, who had listened to everything in his head, had her heart sweetened by his last understatement and spoke with a smile: "I thought you would talk to her properly."

Xiaochi Chi adds soup to his bowl, "I'm being nice. And the purpose was achieved."

Ying Lou : "I'm afraid she won't trust us very much now."

"It's for the best. Trust is the easiest thing to disintegrate, especially in a life-and-death situation like this." Xiaochi Chi pinched his earlobe with red-hot fingers to cool it down, "I don't need them to feel reassured. Reassurance is a paralyzing drug that is useless. I just need to make them feel fear."

Ying Lou laughed.

...... This is really a complete and utter Xiaochi Chi style.

Xiaochi Chi took a big sip of the soup, the fresh taste stimulated the taste buds and extended all the way to the stomach, comforting enough to call out a long sigh.

He tapped his chopsticks on the edge of the pot, "It's time to build the group. Come and eat."

Before he could say anything else, however, Ying Lou touched his elbow, signaling him to look up.

Xiaochi Chi followed the direction he gestured and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

...... A young man with a crew cut tied his hands with wicker and held them high above his head, appeared in the distance and came towards them step by step with a clear objective.

The four people present all put down their respective hands and were alert.

Rou Zhao, who had just been attacked, was the most sensitive and asked in a sharp voice from a distance, "Who are you? Stop!"

After hearing the questioning, the youth stood still at a distance of fifty meters from them.

"My name is Shan Shuang. 24 years old. Ability is the ability to disarm anything held in another person's hand, chopsticks, cups, weapons-"

After briefly introducing himself, he asked aloud, "...... May I join you?"