mythical visionary

Chapter 14 All Myth Carrier Sequencers Are Our Enemies
"You look a little tired," Anlunsi stared at Xia Mingwei, and suggested, "Why don't you take a break first, and then ask me about those things?"

"No, I'm fine."

Xia Mingwei has gradually adapted to control the minds of the two bodies at the same time. At this moment, he is communicating with An Lance and Qing Zhulin simultaneously.

A body is on the plane, talking to Anlens;

A body is in the church, discussing with Kiyotake Rin.

It seems absurd that the two faces overlap, but they constitute the world in Xia Mingwei's eyes.

"Hmm... that's fine." Anlens took a glass of cocktail from the flight attendant, "Speaking of which, there is a breakfast shop called 'The Wolseley' in London that is very delicious, I will take you there after getting off the plane How about a try?"

"After getting off the plane?" Xia Mingwei asked slowly, "Isn't it already evening?" He wondered which breakfast restaurant would open at night.

"No, no, no..." Anluns said, "It takes 10 and a half hours to fly from Beijing to London. London is in the standard zero time zone, and Beijing is in the East Eighth Zone time zone, which is 8 hours faster than London. Beijing takes off at 7 o'clock, and it will be 9:[-] am local time when we arrive in London."

Xia Mingwei laughed at himself and said, "That's right, I forgot all the geography knowledge in junior high school." To be honest, it was because he was still busy dealing with Qing Zhulin on the other side, so he was naturally a bit awkward when talking with Anlunsi.

"So, what do you want to ask?"

"First of all, what kind of operating mechanism is Olibear Academy?" Xia Mingwei was not polite.

"Well, let me weave a language." Anlunsi tapped his head with his slender fingers, "Olibear Academy is divided into first, second, and third grades. Completing the third grade class is equivalent to graduation, and then according to your overall performance , high-level people will judge whether to let you enter the executive board."

"Executive Board?"

"Yes, the full name is 'Olibel Executive Bureau', which is the 'Sequencer Organization' I mentioned to you earlier."

That's how it is...Xia Mingwei thought to himself: The meaning of the existence of Oribel Academy is to select talents among the sequencers for the Oribel Executive Bureau.

"How is this outstanding performance judged?" He asked.

"It's very simple, through the amount of 'credits' accumulated by the students in the three years of the academy."

"Credits?" Xia Mingwei asked, "How do I get credits? Is it an exam?"

"No, there are too many ways to get credits, and the written test is just one of them." Anlens said, "Generally speaking, the Oribel executive board will hand over some important tasks to the students of the academy to handle , if you can complete the tasks issued by the executive board, the credits you will get will be very considerable."

"A mission of great importance... Could it be that you mean 'crusade against mythical carriers'?"

"Wrong, that's the job of the executive board, and students can't interfere."

"Then what will the executive board issue to us students?" Xia Mingwei asked.

Since the task is related to the credits, and the credits are related to whether you can be promoted to a member of the executive board of Oribel, you must ask carefully.

"There are many types of missions," Anlens replied. "The mission that appears most frequently is: crusade against the rampant Sequencers, followed by: clearing the 'mythical secrets' scattered around the world, and finally: tracking down some intricate Strange case."

"Mythical secret realm?" Xia Mingwei took a sip of lemonade, and the cold liquid fell into his throat.

"Affected by the mighty power of mythological characters, the strange secret realms that appear all over the world can only be observed and entered by sequencers."

"What about the crusade against the sequencers?"

"Mr. Xia Mingwei, the world is very complicated. There are good people in the Sequencer, and of course there are bad people." Alans took a sip of his cocktail and said lightly:
"If they use the power of the professional sequence for evil deeds, they are our enemies and must be punished. Ordinary people can't do anything to the sequencers, so we have to do it ourselves."

"According to you..." Xia Mingwei paused, and asked tentatively: "Are there good people among the myth carriers, for example, there are myth carriers who stand on the side of human beings?"

"No." Anlunsi answered decisively, leaving little room for doubt.

"why?"

"When a person is born as a mythical carrier, he is no longer qualified to be a good person." An Lance put down his glass and shrugged his shoulders.

"What you said," Xia Mingwei asked calmly, "is it too absolute?"

Hearing this, Anlunsi gradually restrained the smile on his face, stared at Xia Mingwei with his deep blue eyes, and said almost word for word:
"This is hard to understand? It is impossible for human beings to be friends with a moving nuclear bomb, because it will explode at any time, and then tens of millions of living beings will die under its radiation, just like the Port Allinge incident, There is also the Xuelu Town incident, the myth carrier... is the murderer who slaughtered all your relatives."

Xia Mingwei frowned slightly, remained silent for two seconds, and said calmly:

"I know."

"I have to say, you're really too rational." Anlens crossed his fingers and pressed his chin, "It stands to reason that a person whose relatives were all slaughtered by the 'myth carrier' would naturally have feelings for them. Strong hatred is right, isn't it?"

"...Like you?"

Xia Mingwei asked back.

Alans was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "Heh... You guessed it all. As expected of Mr. Xia Mingwei, it is indeed as you said... My sister died in Port Allinge. It was miserable, howling, was swallowed by the dragon named 'Poseidon', and then smashed into pieces."

After a moment's pause, a lion-like gleam appeared in his deep eyes, and he continued with a cold tone:
"I watched her blood bloom in front of me, so... our experience should be exactly the same, Mr. Xia Mingwei."

"But I can't see the same 'respect' from you at all... Or rather, I seem to be communicating with a defeated dog who doesn't care about all his relatives.

"And he is still asking me: Will there be a myth carrier who is a friend of mankind?
"That's a good question, will it?
"certainly……"

Alans covered his face with his hand on his chin, almost laughed angrily, and uttered the last four words.

"There won't be any."

At this point, he no longer looked at Xia Mingwei's face, but asked the flight attendant for a bottle of red wine.

Xia Mingwei took a deep breath of air, and the cold oxygen pierced into his lungs like a sharp sword. He lowered his head, his eyes covered by slender strands of hair.

The moment Anlunsi raised his head again, Xia Mingwei spoke.

"Listen, I will use my own judgment..." Xia Mingwei said, "go and chop up those guys that I think should be slaughtered, and feed them to the pigs, instead of needing you to point out my character here point."

He raised his head, his eyes were exposed from under the strands of hair, and there was a cold light in the pupils, and his tone became more and more serious, until finally he questioned almost coldly:
"So, do you understand?"

Anlunsi watched Xia Mingwei silently.

He seemed to see in Xia Mingwei's deep pupils a beast that was about to escape from its cage.

What a terrifying look...

It's like a mad dog that has been hungry and thirsty for many years, met someone who tried to steal the bone.

Anlunsi was silent for a long, long time, before curling up the corners of his lips slightly, and drank the remaining ice water in the glass, "That's right... that's the way it should be, this is the determination that a Sequencer should show .”

After finishing speaking, he dropped the water glass with a "bang", the glass hit the table, and the trace of water stain on the bottom of the glass trembled slightly.

After being silent again for a long while, Anlens closed his eyelids and took a deep breath, "But no matter what, I must reiterate to you that the most basic rule of a Sequencer is..."

Having said that, he paused for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, the pupils as deep and azure as the sea shone with awe-inspiring light.

"All mythical carriers are our enemies."

"All sequencers are our enemies."

Qing Zhulin sat on the wooden chair in front of the drawing board, drawing with a watercolor pen, and asked in a flat tone:

"So, do you understand, Robert?"

Xia Mingwei lost his concentration, and nodded slightly after a long while: "Well, I understand."

"Really? Then please repeat it."

Xia Mingwei actually repeated it again: "There are two sequences in the world, one is called the Mythic sequence, and the other is called the Occupational sequence." He paused, and then said, "The people who have the Occupational sequence are ours. Enemy of these mythic vehicles, right?"

"Yes, it seems that your memory is good, you are worthy of being a Robot."

Qing Zhulin dipped the paint in the paint tray with a watercolor pen, and said slowly with no expression on his face:

"Mythological carriers are divided into levels one to four. The characters in the Rebirth Society are all fourth-level myth carriers, and they can change into 'mythological bodies' at any time."

"As for my 'Yaki no Orochi' sequence, it is now in the second-order state, and there is still a big gap with them, so I can't speak on an equal footing in the rebirth meeting."

Hearing this, Xia Mingwei raised his eyes and asked knowingly:
"what about me?"

"You are the first class." Qing Zhulin raised the corners of his mouth and teased shallowly, "That little monkey that just jumped out of the rocks in Huaguo Mountain... a fledgling monkey."

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