In the lounge of the Order and Field Department, Bologna and Palmer sat on either side of Jeffrey. There were only three of them in the room at the moment. Yas had left before due to business reasons.
Fanze didn't want to meet Palmer very much, and when he knew he was back, he disappeared.
The uncle-nephew relationship between the two is extremely bad, and one or two of them can be detected from various factors.
"Brogo, this is Palmer Clarks," Jeffrey introduced, "And, Palmer, this is..."
"Bologo Lazarus! I have long admired your name!"
Without waiting for Jeffrey to make an introduction, Palmer directly grabbed Burlogo's hand and shook it vigorously, full of enthusiasm, like a happy dog.
"You...you have known each other before?"
This enthusiastic look made Jeffrey a little confused.
"No, we just met today, but that doesn't prevent us from forming a profound revolutionary friendship!"
Palmer looked serious, as if he and Burlogo had been friends for many years.
Boluogo still had a cold face, he really didn't know how to deal with this guy who was a little out of line.
In fact, Burlogo was also very curious about this debtor, but looking at Palmer's appearance, once he opened his mouth, it would definitely be an endless nonsense, so he decided to remain silent for the time being.
"Debtor, after a long time, I finally met another unlucky guy."
Palmer burst into tears.
Boluogo frowned and looked at Palmer with a focused look, looking fierce.
Palmer was a little embarrassed when he was stared at by Borogo. He recalled Borogo's ferocious look during the battle. It was really a bad experience to be stared at by such a guy.
He had even begun to reflect on whether he had angered Boluogo at some point, such as... surrendering to the enemy?
However, what Palmer didn't know was that Burlogo was just a little short-sighted, and only in this way could he see Palmer's face clearly.
"Ahem."
Palmer regrouped his emotions and said very seriously under Bologna's serious eyes.
"Crow's Nest, Palmer Clarks."
Boluogo didn't respond, and still looked at himself with that suffocating gaze.
"Is something wrong? If nothing happens, I have to go back to the crow's nest to report first." Palmer swallowed.
He considers himself a social expert, but he still can't get along with the psychopaths in the field department.
"Don't worry about it now. I hope you can take a look at this document first."
Jeffrey said as he handed the transfer document from Crow's Nest to Palmer. While Palmer was reading it, he looked at Bologg and asked.
"How did things go?"
"It's very clean. There is a condenser in the other party, suspected of the 'Ethereal School'," Boluogo imitated Palmer's words and reported to Jeffrey, "But I have dealt with them all."
"You mean you killed the Sublime One?"
Jeffrey raised his eyebrows. These "Void Spirit Schools" that launched a fierce attack on consciousness were each more troublesome than the last. Unexpectedly, they were so easily solved by Boluogo.
"How many times have you died?"
"I didn't die even once... I think it's quite simple. His punches can't affect my will." Boluogo answered casually.
To be honest, Bologo was starting to like it all.
Like an extremely difficult game, Bologo tried to pass it in one life.
Jeffrey's expression was a little stiff. He was about to say something, but he still swallowed it.
Thinking about it, in a sense, Boluogo has an amazing resume. He can come back alive from that hellish place in a dark cell and still maintain his sanity. This is much more reliable than getting a perfect score in any assessment.
From this point of view, it is much more reasonable that the "Void Spirit School" cannot affect Boluogo.
"But, Jeffrey, what is the 'School'?"
Boluogo suddenly asked.
In the previous phone communication, Boluogo heard what Jeffrey called the "Ascension School", and now he encountered another "Void Spirit School", which seemed to be a classification of secret energy.
Hearing this, Jeffrey leaned back and rubbed his temples vigorously.
"I originally wanted to explain this to you during the implantation ceremony, but there's no problem in doing it in advance now."
Jeffrey thought for a moment, organized his thoughts, and then said.
"First of all, Boluogo, you need to understand one thing. The 'Alchemy Matrix' is a 'technology' that is shaped by the knowledge gained by alchemists studying the 'secret source' for thousands of years.
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‘Secret Energy’ is a ‘tool’ derived from this ‘technology’.”
Geoffrey explained patiently to Boluogo.
"Manpower has limitations, and so do alchemists. No one can independently complete the research on the 'Secret Source', so they have subdivided into different schools and specialize in different directions. From these different directions
The derived 'Alchemy Matrix' is divided into schools.
This so-called school is a rough classification of the alchemical matrix and various characteristics of secret energy."
He gave an example of Eugene, whom Bologna had just encountered.
"For example, the 'Void Spirit School', the secret energy derived from this school, most of its effects are directed at the spirit and create illusions.
The 'Body Ascension School' I mentioned to you on the phone is characterized by the fact that all effects are directed at one's own body and strengthen oneself, such as Nomu's 'Dragon Blood'."
Boluogo nodded, and then Jeffrey continued to add.
"But the school of thought is only a rough classification based on the characteristics of secret energy, so that we can prioritize the label, just like 'dragon blood', it has left the body, but it is still highly poisonous and difficult to guard against.
Everything is progressing, whether it is the normal world or the extraordinary world.
As time goes by, the alchemists' understanding of the 'secret source' becomes deeper and deeper.
This is just like modern technology. Hundreds of years ago we were still killing with knives and swords, but now we use airplanes and cannons.
The same is true for secret energy. It is constantly improving, becoming more deceitful and complex, and more and more schools are being subdivided and emerging."
Jeffrey picked up the water glass and took a sip of water. Regarding the schools of secret energy, he originally wanted the alchemists in the sublimation furnace core to explain.
"There are currently eight known schools, namely the 'Control School' that manipulates reality, the 'Ascension School' that works on oneself, the 'Illusion School' that creates illusory entities, and the 'Void School' that acts on the spirit and creates illusions.
There are also the 'Original School', which controls pure ether and conducts operations, and the more complex 'Construction School', which is difficult to classify."
"But there are only six kinds."
Bologo questioned.
"Because the remaining two are rarely encountered during missions. They are not schools with combat effectiveness, but tend to be scientific research." Jeffrey explained this way.
"For details, after your implantation ceremony is completed, the sublimation furnace core should give you a manual with more specific records."
Boluogo nodded and fell into thought.
Eight schools of thought, eight complex and deceitful secret powers, and eight extraordinary powers. Recalling the previous conversation with Jeffrey on the chessboard, Bologo felt that the complexity of the secret powers was more than that.
"Another example is your future partner." Jeffrey said suddenly.
Burlogo looked at Palmer aside. The guy had a sullen face, staring at the document in his hand, as if he couldn't hear the conversation between himself and Jeffrey.
"According to the document, Palmer's secret power is the 'Wind Source', which is the most famous secret power of the Klex Family. Its school is the 'Control School', which can control the air currents of reality and set off strong winds.
"
Jeffrey glanced at Palmer and gave an example.
Recalling the flying knives that were carried by the airflow during the battle, the strong wind itself was difficult to cause damage to the powerful enemy, but under Palmer's cunning operation, the yellow sand was raised to obscure the sight, dragging the sharp blade, and harvesting silently
life.
Such a simple power, but with such a deceitful method, gave Boluogo a new understanding of the power of secret energy.
"Is this good?" After listening to Jeffrey's story, Boluogo realized a problem.
Everyone's secret power is an extremely important secret. Even though he and Jeffrey are so familiar, Boluogo still doesn't know what Jeffrey's secret power is. He doesn't even know what rank Jeffrey is.
Not sure.
But now, Palmer's secret power was openly revealed by Jeffrey.
"What's wrong," Jeffrey said with a smile, "You will be close team members and partners from now on. Knowing each other's abilities is also an important part."
Boluogo didn't know what expression to show.
"ah!"
At this moment, screams sounded, and Palmer on the side almost jumped up.
He was holding the document in his hand, his eyes flickering between Jeffrey and Boluogo, and his tone was trembling.
"Also...that means...I was expelled from the Crow's Nest?"
Palmer's expression twisted.
Jeffrey had the same expression as Palmer when he received the document a few days ago.
Reaching out and patting Palmer on the shoulder, Jeffrey said "I understand you" and then smiled.
"Don't use such a blunt word as 'fired', this is called transfer."
Looking at Palmer with a ferocious expression, Boluogo suddenly smiled for some reason. To be honest, that serious expression and sudden laughter would only make people chill, just like a murderer smiling at you.
"Bologo Lazarus."
With a bad smile on his face, Boluogo introduced himself to Palmer again.
"Welcome to the Field Department, the 'Rupert's Tail' special operations team."
