Global Gods: Start with a lottery system

Speaking of which, Xu Yi and Wang Ming were just resisting the impact of the explosion across a building, while the locomotive outside was hit head-on.

And it seemed that there was no damage, which gave the two a headache.

Of course, the two first looked at Parod, the director of the original energy who was a little absent-minded in the house.

The people who reacted to the fact that they had just walked on the edge of life and death were first shocked, then a moment of fear, and then a surge of anger in their hearts.

The anger of the middle-aged man named Parod seemed to have dissipated. Unlike others, there was a trace of sadness in the man's eyes.

After all, the company did not regard itself as important. The explosion just now clearly did not care about the life and death of the recipient of this project.

Then what is my contribution to the company over the years?

At this moment, Xu Yi's somewhat cold voice sounded:

"Tell me the location of infinite energy."

Parod came back to his senses. It was this boy with a strange flesh umbrella on his back who saved him. He looked up along the towering flesh umbrella handle. The flesh umbrella pierced through the ceiling of the first floor of the small building and unfolded a huge umbrella on the second floor.

It was also this giant umbrella that saved the lives of all those who accepted Baghdad's invitation. This is probably the degree of mutation of high-level radiators, right?

At this moment, the flesh umbrella was slowly folding up, and a lot of gravel and dust rolled down from both sides of the umbrella. Everyone looked at Xu Yi and Parod eagerly.

For fear that the middle-aged supervisor would say something to make the boy unhappy, the umbrella was folded quickly, and a lot of gravel fell and buried them.

Parod's face was complicated, and his old professional ethics and the grief and anger in his heart at being abandoned by the company he had served for many years collided with each other.

Finally, he exhaled, his expression a little depressed: "The infinite energy should be in that locomotive."

"'Unfallen Blue' may not be a locomotive equipped with batteries or fuel cells in the traditional sense."

He said bitterly:

"The madman in Baghdad should have installed infinite energy on that car. The meaning of 'Unfallen' should be that the energy of the energy shield generator of this locomotive is inexhaustible, and the energy shield is permanently covered. Who can pull him off the car?"

Although he said that no one could succeed, his eyes glanced at the powerful gray-haired boy in front of him with a hint of hope.

Obviously, even after experiencing a life-and-death crisis and being abandoned by the service object, Parod still did not let go of his jealousy for his former colleague and leader.

He hoped that the radiator who showed great strength in front of him could pull the talented guy off the unfallen car and turn him from a famous talent to a talent envied by heaven.

Xu Yi frowned, and continued to ask in the same tone: "Who is the person next to him?"

"Uh, this, the company doesn't know when... uh, it should be a driver!"

While Parod was still hesitating, Wang Ming, who had approached at some point, replied lightly:

"Baghdad's cousin, Barat. A lone bike king who roams the Great Rift Valley of Ruins, a high-level radiator in enhanced state. His exclusive secret machine 'Extreme Speed ​​Scythe' is also Baghdad's work. From this, it can be preliminarily determined that Baghdad has the ability to design and manufacture top-quality secret machines."

"The lone bike king who rushed back from the Great Rift Valley of Ruins before..."

Xu Yi had indeed inquired about this news before, but he didn't expect it to be mixed with the mission target.

The situation suddenly became complicated, with an unknown number of forces mixed in, and once the whole city is operating, anyone would feel a little restrained.

But Xu Yi was not in a hurry. From what Baghdad had said before, it was clear that he was going to break up with the city's top corporate power. So his escape direction would not be to the inside, but to the outside of the city.

If he wanted to go outside the city, he would first have to pass through the Wawu District, and the 120 motorcycles he ambushed were at the junction of the two districts, which was his home court.

Now, what he had to do was first determine the current status of the various forces, and then find allies he could rely on in this chaos. More than 100 motorcycles could at best compete with one force, but it was still a little short of deciding the situation.

Wang Ming, who took the initiative to come up, was a good choice, but the first thing to figure out was which side Wang Ming belonged to.

"How many forces were involved? Which side do you belong to?"

Xu Yi asked in a low voice.

After a slight pause, the cold girl quickly answered these two questions.

"I joined the special forces of the Original Energy. It is not easy for my family to find a suitable motorcycle. We can only seek opportunities from the larger forces in the Golden City."

"As far as I know, among the several leaders, only the Original Energy has responded, and the others are just watching. If the Original Energy fails, the Business Federation believes that if it fails again, it will lose the interests of the entire Golden City, so other leaders will also join the competition."

"The forces that are watching are mostly the gangs in the Wawu District. I think they heard about Barat's return and came here."

Wang Ming revealed all the information he had learned, showing his trust in Xu Yi.

Xu Yi did not say much about this, but simply responded: "I have a team ambushing in the outer city, and the foundation is very clean."

The sound from the starry sky had already gone away. Xu Yi shook the meat umbrella on his back, shook off the remaining gravel and dust, and walked out the door with Wang Ming.

After leaving the gate, the umbrella on his back folded and quickly squirmed, turning into a pair of flesh wings. With a flap of the flesh wings and a single hand, Xu Yi flew up with the cold girl.

The integrated combat brigade of the original energy did not seem to be able to intercept the blue motorcycle very well. The late departure was to avoid the attention of the convoy, but Xu Yi still had to catch up with the ambush at the border.

It would probably be too late to walk on the ground, so he could only walk in a straight line from the roof.

The rest of the people with ulterior motives were mostly sent by various forces to follow. As they watched the target go away, they whispered to each other for a while and quickly dispersed. Only the technicians who really wanted to visit and visit were left in the venue.

When the people with different thoughts dispersed, the middle-aged scholars who had communicated with Baghdad before seemed to come back to their senses from their surprise.

They looked around and confirmed that the attention of those ill-intentioned forces was no longer here, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning their heads, they saw Eliza and the other two who were still in a daze. They spoke nervously and hesitantly, "Eliza, you are not one of them, right?"

"Huh? No, in fact, I didn't know them a few days ago, and there are still some things that I haven't figured out..."

Eliza said hesitantly. She was still a little confused. How could the student who always looked a little well-behaved become a perverted high-level radiator?

Isn't his radiation level zero...

"Huh, that's good. Baghdad also left us a gift in the basement. You also participated in this project. You should have a share..."

Several middle-aged scholars completely relaxed. One of them took out a key, looked around, moved a bookshelf, and revealed a door leading to the basement.

Several people groped and walked down more than ten steps carefully, and then came to the basement.

A pure black motorcycle quietly parked in the center of the basement. It was the former car of a certain car king, the secret machine "Speedy Scythe"!