Throne of Shadows

"Head, the energy source is getting weaker and weaker, we don't have much time."

"Fake!"

A middle-aged man with a huge scar from the upper left to the lower right of his face viciously vented his dissatisfaction to the surrounding plants.He has been searching for three months in this deadly tropical rainforest with the mercenary group.If nothing is found, the expedition will be over.

"Keep going and hope God will open his eyes and bless us to find something."

"Got it. Just like you, God won't kill you. If you want me to say, Satan is your true god." The sentinel who had reported the situation earlier turned his head teasingly, with a playful expression on his face.

"Fart, I am a devout believer of our Lord." The man with the scar angrily tore off his collar, revealing a silver cross.

A white man next to him glanced at him in disgust: "You'd better put that bastard away, I don't want to be missed by the hateful stinky bat."

"Shut up, you mad dog. If there's a vampire in this damn place, I'll chop off my bird and eat it raw."

"I'm a werewolf, the great son of the moon and night, not some mad dog." The white man who was refuted bared his teeth and waved his arms angrily.

"Hey! Chief, Dire Wolf, stop arguing, and come and see what I found."

The voice full of surprise and astonishment caught the attention of the support group.The crowd gathered around, everyone had weird expressions, you look at me, I look at you.

In the room made of metal, various instruments gleamed brightly.

A piercing pain woke up the naked man on the testing table.Trying to move his fingers, Dongchen only felt an indescribable fatigue.I tried to open my eyes, but it felt like my eyelids were glued.

"Escaped? It should be. They won't care about a waste like me." Thinking of the boundless sea of ​​flowers, the girl who said he was waiting for him, and the wrinkled grandfather, Dong Chen mourned. Xinlai: "Wait for me, I will find the strength to make myself stronger. Then, I will bring back their heads."

The flames of revenge ignited the body's functions. Although he has not fully recovered, Dongchen can already vaguely hear words such as cell vitality, mental fluctuations, physical strength, bone density, and gene fragments.

"Christina, how is it? What is the level of this kid, human level or earth level?"

The blond beauty who was being questioned turned around with a pair of peaks that could make any male creature squirt blood, with a seductive and charming face, and an excited smile: "Neither of them. Head, this time you picked up the big baby!" gone."

The scarred man's face suddenly changed: "Big baby? Christina, this kid must be a heavenly ranker, right? Oh! I knew how the guy found in such a ghostly place could be a mortal. What's more, he is still a mysterious Orientals, it is a place full of wonders."

"Head, I'm sorry. I think you misunderstood what I mean. This kid is just an ordinary commoner of the third level, not the sky level you said."

Pour a basin of cold water over your head.

Falling from heaven to hell is not enough to describe the feeling of the man with the scar at this time. He glared fiercely at the naked man on the testing table, and roared crazily...

"Christina, you lied to me! Don't you? Don't tell me, it took us three months of hard work to retrieve such a piece of trash from that damn forest. Elementary level three? Ke! How could the junior level [-] survive in that kind of ghost place? When we found him, this guy was fine. Although he didn't wear clothes, no mosquitoes, snakes and ants bit him, and no jungle beasts ate him. You Tell me now, such a miraculous kid is only at the third level of elementary school?"

The expected rare treasures turned into worthless broken tiles, and the man with the scar went crazy.

Christina looked at his crazy appearance, and helplessly covered her forehead: "Head, when can you change your impulsive temper? Although this kid is only at the third level of elementary school, he is a pure human being."

"Pure...pure human?" The scarred man turned around incredulously, and looked at Dong Chen from head to toe again with blank eyes: "You said, this kid is a pure human?"

Christina nodded affirmatively.

"No, no! Beautiful Christina, don't you lie to me?"

Since the Civilization Lost War 800 years ago, there have been few pure humans in the world.Because purebred humans want to survive in today's crisis-ridden world, it's basically like a dream.

The man with the scar looked at Christina expectantly, hoping to get a negative answer.pity……

"Why am I lying to you?" With cat-like blue eyes rolling, Christina walked over to the instrument in a coquettish manner, and called out the information.

"The naked man you brought back has no cell mutation at all, and there is no trace of any gene injection in the body. Congratulations, head, you found an antique, a living antique. Well... his feet are perfect , by the standards of a woman."

"Fack! Let his feet die."

A large green military uniform, a pair of military shoes that can be tightened and can be wandered back and forth.Dongchen looked at the man with the scar in front of him carelessly, waiting for him to speak.

"Boy, your name is Dongchen, right? Just listen to me. According to the rules of the mercenary regiment, since I brought you out of that damned rainforest. Then, before paying off the mercenary money, you It belongs to our Blood and Roses Supporting Corps, do you understand?"

Dongchen didn't answer, and then he was thrown into the boot camp by the angry scar man, and began to receive training under a strong black man.This grumpy instructor who always likes to whip people with a belt, the biggest impression on Dongchen is not his bald head, but his white teeth that are completely opposite to his skin color.

Think about it, in the dark night, a big man with black and black balls suddenly shows a mouthful of white teeth in front of you.That appearance is not much better than seeing a ghost alive.What's worse, this bald instructor always likes to organize emergency gatherings in the middle of the night.

The euphemistic name is: exercise combat reaction speed.

God knows what's the use of practicing this thing in today's world.

The training for recruits is very hard, and it is even harder for Dong Chen who has no talent.But people can always find a way to enjoy themselves while suffering.For example, this unlucky guy who is similar to him in front of him, Tarot, a young man who is said to have gypsy blood.

"Hey, Dongchen, don't you want to draw one? Just five crystals, how about it? It's cheap to test your fate."

Patting his empty trouser pocket, Dongchen smiled wryly and shook his head: "You know, all my money has been confiscated to pay off the debt."

"Oh, my God! Don't you know how to hide some private money?"

Recalling that charming, blond, blue-eyed, thorny rose who not only confiscated his own money every week, but also drew a tube of his own blood, Dong Chen helplessly spread his hands.

"Forget it, I'm unlucky, this time it's free for you."

Concentrating on it, putting on airs, and creating a suspenseful atmosphere like a magic stick, the gypsy boy made a cross with a Tarot card in front of Dong Chen: "Think about what you want to predict, and draw one."

Dong Chen was amused by this kid's demeanor: "What do you want to test?"

After a long silence, Dongchen drew out a card.In the card, the demon restrains the slave with an iron chain in one hand, and smirks triumphantly while shaking a gold coin in the other.

The gypsy boy's complexion changed dramatically.The devil is not a good thing in the tarot. Although it is not the worst, it is also one of the worst.Looking at Dongchen worriedly, the gypsy boy said dryly, "What do you want to test?"

"Love." Dong Chen spat out two words cautiously.

"Farewell, refuse temptation, love and hate."

The gypsy boy lowered his head, and Dongchen stared at him solemnly.It took a long time before the card was handed back.

"Hey, you son of a bitch, have you cheated with your broken cards again? Go, get me a bottle of wine." The drunken bald instructor threw a wine bottle over with a big grin.

The gypsy boy picked up the wine bottle and turned away, Dongchen followed with a roll of his eyes.

"Why are you following me?" The gypsy boy stared at Dongchen nervously, afraid that Dongchen would beat him up because of what happened just now.

"Come with me." Holding the gypsy boy around the neck, Dongchen pulled him to a dark corner.

"You...what do you want to do?"

"Wine bottle." Looking left and right, Dongchen stretched out his hand: "Hurry up, don't stain the ink."

In a daze, he handed the wine bottle to Dong Chen, and the gypsy boy's eyes suddenly opened wide.Because Dongchen untied his belt and took out a huge object that made him feel extremely sad.

There was a gurgling sound, and a light yellow liquid was accurately shot into the wine bottle, a series of bubbles appeared, and it was steaming.

"It's so cool!" Shuddering comfortably, Dongchen raised his pants and muttered: "Zhou Zhou is bleeding, why is he still angry? Could it be that he is holding back? The little fairy in Christina is too hot. Yes! It must be her The problem. Sooner or later, let her know the interests of the uncle."

Looking at Dongchen's sinister expression, and then at the foaming wine bottle on the ground, the gypsy boy was feeling uneasy: "Well, is this really okay? What if you get caught by..."

"What do you know?" Tightening his belt tightly, Dong Chen forced the wine bottle over.

Nervous and disgusted, the gypsy boy caught the bottle and wanted to throw it away.Dongchen glared at him threateningly: "Be natural, these two things taste the same, and that guy is so drunk that he can't tell the difference."

"Really...really?"

Rubbing the gypsy boy's face vigorously with his hands, relaxing his tense face, Dongchen smiled evilly and said, "You forgot how he whipped you with a belt, how he punished you for running laps, and how he didn't allow you to run around." Have you eaten? If you want revenge, send this thing to him."

The complexion changed for a while, and the gypsy boy rubbed his buttocks and gritted his teeth: "I'll go."

The wind is blowing, the water is cold, and the strong men are gone...

Nervously holding the wine bottle, the gypsy boy crossed to the side of the bald instructor with three steps and three turns, trembling with fright at his sudden exposure of white teeth.

Boom!He kicked Tarot, who almost threw the wine away, and the bald instructor staggered and raised the wine bottle, and the warm liquid with a strong fishy smell entered his mouth, and the bald man babbled: "Tsk, tsk, this... this... …smell?"

Hearing the instructor mention the smell, the gypsy boy's legs twitched: "Teacher... instructor, what's the problem?"

"That... that... great... great... great."

"Drink it, he drank it." The gypsy boy who ran back danced excitedly.Dong Chen shook his head, remembering the demon card he drew just now, and suddenly had an idea: "How about predicting what will happen tomorrow?"

"Wow... oh! That's a great idea."

The excited gypsy guy skillfully shuffled the cards and made the cross pattern again: "Do you draw, or should I draw?"

"You come."

The gypsy boy draws cards...