Along with this scream, Chen Chuan saw that the signs of virtualization on his second self suddenly increased. At this moment, he could almost only see the faint shadow of his second self.

The overlap time is being reduced at an extremely fast speed.

Everything around him, the cement bricks and broken glass were trembling at the moment. At the same time, he could see that the surrounding esoteric ritual patterns were gradually becoming lighter. This was a sign that the rituals were fighting against the strange stories.

Fortunately, I had anticipated the power of this strange story, and added a lot of ritual materials this time. Besides, he was standing here himself and had to bear a large part of the damage, so I was not afraid of him escaping.

He ignored the screams and bites of the civet cat, bent down, and picked up the stone that was originally at the back of the civet cat's stone sculpture. The stone was shattered into a small square by him.

He faced the tearing roar of strange stories and threw the other broken stones one by one, and finally placed the one in his hand at the center of the ceremony.

After placing it, he stepped back from the middle position, picked up a pen and added the last stroke of the restraining ceremony on the outer circle. When the strokes fell, he heard an ooh, and the stone trembled a few times.

, and turned over.

At this moment, Chen Chuan saw that the invading effect on his body disappeared instantly. Knowing that the ritual had taken effect, he walked in again and picked up the stone.

At the moment of contact, there were slight signs of blurring on the body.

He had planned before that he would take this thing back and polish it and carve it so that he could carry it with him at all times in the future. Due to the special nature of this strange story, it may not only be used for practice in the future, but it may also be used for other purposes.

After returning to the car, he started the Garde car and headed back to Xuan Gong Building. The past day and night were very long, and he had not stopped since the Youxing attack. He could have a good rest after returning.

Just when he was thinking about taking a rest, An Cheng walked out of a station of the processing bureau a little tired. He stood in the open space for a while, and then used his credentials to contact another student.

After a while, a voice came from the other side: "What's going on?"

An Cheng said: "You should know, right? The newcomer conducted a second test. I don't know the specific values, but it is clear that his evaluation has exceeded ours." He emphasized his tone, "One of us must be

will be eliminated."

The other person said in a sarcastic tone: "Didn't you say that by sharing information, we can take away the opportunity that originally belonged to him? We have indeed done a lot these days, but it seems to be of no use?"

An Cheng defended: "I said so, but who would have thought that he would suddenly improve so much? Who would have thought of such a thing? This kind of improvement can only prove that he had hidden something before. I can't blame me for my wrong judgment, and

We have worked so hard these days, and the bureau should have seen it."

The voice on the other side said: "But the game is all about who is most likely to enter the third limit. Now that he has proven himself, is it useful for us to work harder?"

Just as they were talking, alarm bells sounded in both human worlds. It was because the Bureau had something to do with them. Just as they thought, the more capable they were, the more the Bureau would arrange things for them.

Chen Chuan did not have any tasks assigned to him in so many heavenly bureaus, precisely because the two of them were the first to learn about the tasks assigned to the students and snatched them up.

But the problem is that none of these can compare with the potential to enter the third limit. As long as Chen Chuan's evaluation value is still higher than theirs, no matter how much they do, they will not give up on Chen Chuan.

An Cheng said helplessly: "Let's do things first."

The person opposite said: "Remember what you said before? If the newcomer enters the third limit first, then we might as well admit defeat early."

"Impossible, I will never give up!" An Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's see who can enter the third limit first."

Another few days passed, and it was April.

When Chen Chuan came out of Teacher Zheng's house, he did not go back to school. Instead, he drove a Garde to a handicraft shop in Yinglu District and placed the half-carved stone plaque in front of the shop owner.

The boss immediately fixed the stone with a foot rope and took out the chisel hammer from the tool box. Chen Chuan asked him not to touch the thing directly and not to carve it here. Although the request was strange, he

The operation is just a small shop, it is good to have business to take care of, and we can only try our best to meet the requirements of customers.

Fortunately, the customer's carving requirements are not particularly demanding, and he only needs to simply chisel it into the shape of a civet cat relief.

He had already carved most of it during the last holiday, and today was just the rest of the trimming work.

Chen Chuan saw him starting to chisel, so he didn't bother him and just waited aside.

He has an idea about this strange story. Last holiday, he had already taken photos of the book he got from You Xing and sent it to Director Lei. It is very likely that the content of this strange story is in it. Wait.

Once you figure it out, you might be able to put this strange story to good use.

After waiting for about half an hour, a call came from Jie Pingli. After he connected, Ni Qianqian's voice came, "We just got news that another fighter was killed by Wei Wusheng."

Chen Chuan said calmly: "Another one?" After the last incident in the fighting gym, Wei Wusheng did not stop, but continued to look for opportunities. This was already the third incident in these days.

It's not that the handling bureau doesn't want to keep an eye on it, but with so many cases to deal with every day, it's impossible to focus on those fighters scattered in various places. Even if these people know that they may be threatened, they don't like to be accepted.

I am very repulsive and resistant to the attention and arrangements of the processing bureau.

Ni Qianqian said seriously: "There is a highly skilled empathizer behind Wei Wusheng, and even a team of empathizers. The technical staff of the bureau failed to find traces of him several times. I am here to remind you to be careful."

Chen Chuanchuan: "Thank you, Sister Ni, for reminding me."

Although Wei Wusheng had the support of his team and even the power of the company behind him, he could see that every time he took action, he did it himself, rather than relying on others.

A few days ago, he asked Teacher Zheng for advice on how to deal with these types of horizontally trained fighters. The latter told him that unless their skills reached a certain level, there was almost nothing they could do against such highly skilled fighters.

The reason is also very simple, because skills are nothing more than creating opportunities to defeat the enemy, but if every opportunity cannot kill the enemy, then it means there is no opportunity.

Moreover, most of these highly trained characters are good at running away. In many cases, even if they severely injure such people, if the other party feels something is wrong, they will immediately run away in advance as long as they still have brains.

When Chen Chuan heard this, he felt it made sense. Wei Wusheng was such a person. He would turn around and run away if he felt something was wrong. Therefore, to deal with such a person, unless it is in a very short period of time, he must be knocked down and defeated with a strength that is absolutely beyond the first level.

kill.

He thought to himself that it might still be difficult to achieve this now. If he wanted to be completely sure, he could only enter the third limit.

"Guest, it's ready."

Chen Chuan raised his head, and the shopkeeper placed the half-palm-sized stone sign in front of him. He took a look and saw a vivid civet cat on it, with cloud and thunder patterns on the edge, and pressed his

It is required to drill a tie hole in the upper end.

The store's workmanship was very good, and he was quite satisfied, so he could carry this brand with him in the future.

He paid the money, took the sign, and walked out as the store owner said, "Guests, please go slowly. You are welcome to come back next time."

After leaving Yinglu District, he drove around the Xuan Gong Building. When he was approaching the square, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure walking on the roadside. He took a look, slowed down the car, rolled down the window, and looked at

The person looking at him said: "Senior Lu?"

Lu Fang looked over and said unexpectedly: "Brother Chen?" But then he laughed again. "I just said that this place is not far from Wuyi General Hospital. Will I see you here? I didn't expect that I did.

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Chen Chuanhua: "Why did the senior come to Central City?"

Lu Fang smiled and said, "I always felt that Yangzhi was too young. I wanted to come to Central City to experience it, so I came here."

Chen Chuan glanced at the second-hand world certificate he was wearing, looked at him and said, "Senior, are you here about Senior Shen?"

Lu Fang was silent for a while, and finally nodded.

Chen Chuanhuan: "There is a Jinwei hot drink shop not far from here. It's quite good. Senior, we haven't seen each other for a while. Why don't we go over there and chat for a while?"

Lu Fang looked back and saw that the beverage shop was on this side of the street. The store was low-key and restrained, not too colorful, so he said hello.

Chen Chuan first went to the square to park his car, then came back, walked into the store with Lu Fang, and found a seat to sit down.

After walking in, Lu Fang couldn't help but relax, because the record player, old-fashioned tables and chairs, and normal lighting made him feel like he was back in Yangzhi City, instead of the colorful light curtains outside.

It always gave him an unreal feeling, like stepping on a ground made of cotton, which seemed impossible to step on firmly.

Chen Chuan ordered two drinks and asked, "How long have you been coming to Central City, senior?"

Lu Fang said: "I came here in late March. I have been here for less than half a month. I just found a place to stay a few days ago. I just have time today. I just wanted to see what Wuyi General Hospital is like. No. I thought I met you, my junior, by such a chance."

Chen Chuanchuan: "Senior, are you inquiring about Zhao Qian's whereabouts now?"

Lu Fang took a breath, picked up the hot drink and took a sip. After putting it down, he raised his head and said, "Yes, since you have guessed it, junior, I will not hide it from you. After the mutual aid association was destroyed, Zhao Qian is now the only one who participated in the senior's affairs. members of the mutual aid association.”

Chen Chuanchuan: "Zhao Qian is now a third-level fighter. Does senior know?"

Lu Fang nodded and said: "I know, but I'm not here to trouble him. I also know that I don't have that ability, but..." He said seriously: "Senior Shen's sister was taken away by Zhao Qian at that time. I If you want to find her, you must at least confirm her information."

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