It’s quite interesting to say.※※The starting point of this conflict is Qingyue.

At that time, Qingyue was watering the flowers in the manor. This planet suddenly fell from the sky. She came up to chat with her very politely. She kept saying that she was attracted by Qingyue's temperament and wanted to invite Qingyue to watch the musical. With her graceful appearance, she only

Mei Ding's eyes lit up when she saw it.

However, she was still ignored directly, and the little nurse continued to complain.

Of course Qingyue would not agree. But out of politeness, she still perfunctory it. Unexpectedly, this planet-level person would not give up. After learning that Qingyue was a maid, she immediately asked to meet Xue Tong and offered to transfer Qingyue's life.

Require.

Xue Tong didn't bother to pay attention to him at all. This guy took out a white glove very gracefully and placed it at Xue Tong's feet.

Next, there is nothing to talk about.

Although Xue Tong didn't want to cause trouble, he would never forgive such a provocation. The two of them competed in the training ground. The star-level was also a master of melee combat, and was good at a skill called 'moon'.

The sword skill of Fire. To put it bluntly, it is the skill of using space to flash and attack. Because it is extremely beautiful when performed, it is often liked by some ancient nobles. It is recognized as one of the most elegant sword skills in the upper class world.

It's a pity that he met Xue Tong. For Xue Tong, who advocates violence and wildness, all techniques that can't directly attack the enemy are just frivolous.

So in just thirty seconds, that poor 'noble' mercenary turned into a pig head.

Then, there was no more. Two powerful force fields suddenly descended on the training ground and imprisoned the two of them. Then twelve law enforcement mercenaries appeared and punished the two.

The 'noble' mercenaries were taken away, and Xue Tong was ordered to be grounded.

A brief conflict just disappeared. Both of them received huge fines.

But what no one would have expected is that just after the storm ended and Xue Tong returned to the room, in another space in the city, the 'noble' mercenary who had acted a little frivolously just now stood straight and accepted.

A brain soaked in nutrient solution asks.

"His fighting method is very simple. There are not many bells and whistles, and he has not received the fighting training of the mercenary system." The noble mercenary briefly introduced. Then he pointed to his chest.

"I deliberately received two punches from him. His punch power is very weird, which is divided into crushing, concussion, piercing, and annihilation. One attack can cause four effects. If it weren't for my special ability, I'm afraid one punch could kill me.

At the same time, my projection in the secondary space also suffered the same attack, which shows that he attaches great importance to explosive power and strives to cause the killing effect in the shortest time."

A wry smile appeared on the mercenary's face. "A very dangerous guy. If possible, I don't want to encounter such an enemy."

"Really..." On the opposite side, the brain soaked in the nutrient solution shook. Several robot hands stretched out and scanned the mercenary's chest.

"It is indeed very destructive. I'm afraid your body will need to recover for a while."

"I just need some potions, Senator Sal Jones." The mercenary bowed respectfully, stroking his chest. "I have never been able to refuse your request."

"Okay. Then let's make a guess. Dirk mercenary. I know your nickname is 'Reader', so tell me, can you tell the origin of No. 1?"

"This is difficult." Dirk replied. "Because in the previous battles, he used low-level techniques that every melee mercenary would be involved in. Therefore, there are no clues. The reason why he was able to defeat him in a short time

I rely on this kind of punching power, speed and intuition like a beast. I searched the memory bank and found no mercenary with the same punching power attribute."

"Even you, who is said to be the most knowledgeable mercenary, can't find any clues. So does it mean that his power has never appeared before? Is it a sudden mutation?"

"It's just a possibility. Another possibility is that everyone who fought with him before has died." Dirk answered.

"What about your reading? What did you see? Can't you read the other person's memory through contact?"

"It's just a superficial memory. Unfortunately, it's also blank. The earliest memory is the scene when the modulation cabin was opened for the first time in the Vast Sea Star Territory. It doesn't help us. As for the deeper memories..." Dirk showed a wry smile. "I

There's no time..., because I'm already defeated."

"It's just a joke contest. Neither you nor he used your full strength. What does it matter?" Councilor Sal Jones comforted him with a smile.

"As for the previous battle records, I have asked people to analyze them. But I think there are things that even you can't detect. No matter how much they do, it is meaningless. Dirk mercenary, thank you for your hard work this time. If you

Please keep me informed if you have any more clues.”

"I am willing to serve you, distinguished Senator."

Dirk saluted respectfully and was about to turn around and leave. But the moment he turned around, he heard Sal Jones say, "Wait a minute."

A robotic hand floated to his chest again. There was a slight pause at the location of the wound, and then Dirk felt that a medicine had been injected into him. The wound began to improve rapidly.

"Okay, you can go."

"Thank you, Congressman." Dirk saluted again, turned and left.

When his figure disappeared into the void, Sal Jones fell silent. The robotic hand that had just touched Dirk slowly floated up and came to his 'front'. On the robotic hand, there was a piece of blackened skin.

That's where Dirk's skin was attacked by the blood pupil.

"The cells are necrotic, but there are traces of being devoured." Sal Jones's voice slowly sounded in the void, as if he was thinking. "This is the power of Clodier. It seems that our Mr. No. 1 has indeed been eaten.

The transformation was successful. What do you think?"

"We need this kind of technology." Several more eyes suddenly opened in the void, each with its own characteristics.

A red eye said. "There is no doubt that Guristas' experiment was successful. We have obtained their data and can replicate it."

"This won't work, because the sacrifice is too great. The survival rate is only one thousandth. We can't let the mercenaries die worthless." The other eye answered. "Unless an effective transformation method is found, I don't agree.

copy."

"We will find it. Now that No. 1 is in our hands, I suggest conducting an in-depth test and using gene reverse derivation." Red Eyes said.

"This will kill him!"

"But compared to human evolution, what is one person's life? Congressman Sal Jones, what are your suggestions?"

"Me?" Sal Jones chuckled, but said firmly, "I reject it."

"This No. 1 gives me an extremely weird feeling. I always feel that he is not that simple. Therefore, any results before confirming his origin are meaningless. It may even be misleading. Submit the question to the Speaker,

He will guide us."

"The guidance of destiny."
Chapter completed!