The split

Author: Shenyou Buzhou Mountain

The split

"Section Chief, these are the detailed statistics of this insect burrow operation." The subordinate endured it for a long time, but still couldn't hold it back, and said with excitement:

"This time, we showed off our faces! There are so many trophies!"

"Well, very good. I have applied for this month's special bonus from above. Work hard and the organization will not treat you badly." Zhang Changqian smiled and took the document tied with a [Top Secret] seal.

"Yes!" The subordinate responded loudly and walked away energetically.

The moment the door was closed, the smile on Zhang Changqian's face slowly faded.

He looked through the detailed report and material statistics of the "Feather City Worm Cave Operation" and secretly thought that no wonder the people below were so excited.

The harvest this time was indeed rich.

Debris and powder similar to "Extraordinary Material No. 3", a considerable number of black insect corpses, the strange social division of labor of black insects revealed by the structure of the insect cave, valuable combat experience...

Whether it is visible or tangible extraordinary substances, or hard-won experience and knowledge, they all need to be digested by the Special Investigation Bureau.

But Zhang Changqian fell silent in the "universal celebration" office at this time and focused his thoughts on more critical places.

A qualified leader must remain calm in the happiest atmosphere and lead people alone to the right path.

The biggest headache for Zhang Changqian now is the "third party" who appears in the underground world!

Even without any evidence, Zhang Changqian realized that in the dark underground where the war was about to break out, there must be a third party hiding in the darkness. He stared at the Black Insect and the Special Investigation Bureau with cold eyes, and led the two to the wide battlefield. .

The purpose is unknown, but just by looking at the sentence "Soldiers from the Special Bureau arrived ten minutes earlier than Black Worm", Zhang Changqian knew that this third party must be on the side of mankind.

"Is it you... Mr. [Swordsman]?"

Zhang Changqian frowned and held a cigarette between his fingers again.

The flaming dragon in Baiyu Mountain, the mysterious swordsman in Yucheng Subway Station, the third party in the underground worm cave... all of these seem to be connected by a certain thread, but unfortunately, Zhang Changqian has never been able to successfully connect them. stand up.

The more you investigate, the more you feel that the other party is hidden in a lot of fog and is mysterious and abnormal. Even if you use the most sophisticated investigation techniques of modern science, you can't find any breakthrough points.

That's right, it's easy for a mysterious organization that controls supernatural power to achieve this level of power.

"Oh...it would be great if we had the opportunity to communicate face to face."

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"This question is about the sum of the first n terms of a classic sequence. Pay attention to its general term. You can see that it is formed by multiplying the general term of a geometric sequence and the general term of an arithmetic sequence. At this time, dislocation subtraction is the best method... Huh?"

On the podium of Class 3 (15) of Yucheng No. 1 Middle School, Xia Jinyan's body trembled slightly, and a severe cramping sensation hit him from everywhere. He suppressed not to scream, but just leaned against the blackboard and took deep breaths. .

His strange behavior quickly caused a commotion among the students in the audience.

Several class committee members stood up and trotted to Xia Jinyan:

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? I'll take you to the infirmary..."

"Teacher, I have my mobile phone with me. I will call the emergency number now..."

"No, it's okay, classmates." Xia Jinyan calmed down at this time:

"Teacher, I just didn't sleep well last night...Sorry, there are still seven minutes until get out of class ends. You should study by yourself first."

He smiled and rejected the student's hand and walked out of the classroom alone.

In the deserted corridor, he bit his tie in his mouth and gasped violently.

This pain that goes deep into the bone marrow begins from the day the trialer's ring is taken off.

Accompanying this severe pain was an ebb-like decline in Xia Jinyan's physical fitness.

When Lu Yuan made this "Trialist's Ring", in addition to inscribing three magic spells on it, he also enchanted it with a "Baptism of the Wind God".

This is a common blessing-type low-level spell in that magic civilization. It can enhance the body of the recipient, allowing the weak to fight with ferocious beasts.

This is a permanent type of magic. With a "Baptism of the Wind God", you can always have an enhanced physique.

The premise is that during the process of physical transformation, do not take off the ring.

The enhancement process is silent, the results are quick, and there is no pain at all. However, if you take off the ring, it is equivalent to interrupting and destroying the extraordinary ritual. It will inevitably suffer backlash. In addition to wasting all your previous efforts, your body will also suffer severe pain.

A few days ago, Xia Jinyan could jump to the top of a six-meter-high wall like a civet and lift nearly a ton of weight. But today, his strength is only five times stronger than ordinary people, and his speed is terrible.

Just 100 meters in nine seconds and three seconds.

And as the severe pain continues to attack, his current physical ability will gradually decline until it returns to normal levels.

The young teacher leaned against the white wall and slowly moved his body.

Xia Jinyan had already anticipated this situation.

Those who fail the test will naturally have their ring given away, which is perfectly normal.

The mysterious organization that masters extraordinary power, the Temple, must have an extremely complete mechanism to prevent the leakage of power and secrets.

In addition to feeling disappointed, Xia Jinyan also felt "relieved" deep in her heart.

He failed to complete the task. Faced with the innocent Cheng Xueer, he could not take action and let the tiger go back to the mountain, causing the queen to survive. This was a serious mistake and he was not qualified to be recognized by the ring.

That's fine, I was punished and lost the opportunity to enter the transcendent realm.

Xia Jinyan thought like this, and his steps gradually became brisk.

Yesterday, the young teacher posted a picture on his social account. The main subject of the picture was his hand, with empty fingers and no ring.

He was using this picture to tell Lao Yu that he had failed and given up the trial.

In Xia Jinyan's view, he is a tester, a new blood who must be watched. There must be a dedicated person in the temple who is responsible for observing him. Even if it is not good, he will also follow his social account.

When ordinary people see this picture, they will only think that it is a young and handsome teacher showing off his slender hands.

But if you are an "observer" of the temple, you will realize at the first time:

——Trialist Xia Jinyan has abstained from the contest. There is a high chance that the queen will escape. Someone must be sent to deal with the ending!

His handling was already perfect, Xia Jinyan thought to himself.

Not only worthy of friends, but also worthy of human society.

If you can't bear to kill Cheng Xueer and Zhou Tianzuo, just tell the temple this information and leave the professional matters to professionals.

That night, Xia Jinyan slept soundly.

Do your best, have a clear conscience, and be worthy of anyone.

However, even if he killed this quick-thinking science champion, he would not have thought that there was no "observer" watching him.

In fact, the only living people in the entire temple now are the savior who is paralyzed in a wheelchair, and a beautiful newcomer who is good at self-strategy...
Chapter completed!