Longmen Memoirs

If he hadn't gone through all this, Chen Mo thought, he should be living somewhere in Longmen now, maybe in a school, maybe in a busy street in Xiacheng District, or maybe he was missing somewhere like the owner of this file. Know that corner.

But now he holds the file in his hand, and his name is written on the file, so he replaces others and becomes another self, as if he has begun to have a new life of his own.

After the car drove smoothly through a huge pine forest, it passed through the high-rise buildings and bustling cities. Columbia and Longmen are really similar. There are so many high-rise buildings. There is a tidal wave of bustling people under the high-rise buildings, and the neon lights are dazzling. The lights are dim, the place is luxuriant, the place is prosperous, and the traffic is busy.

His black pupils reflected the streets outside the car, the shops, the traffic, the young men waving baseballs in the park, the hip-hop boys arm-in-arm and everything else in the city. When they fell into his eyes, they turned into a piece of indifference that had nothing to do with him. .

The base hidden in the mountains has opened its arms to Chen Mo. As a trainee of Black Steel, Chen Mo will receive three years of regular training here. After the training, he will officially become an operator of Black Steel and complete his career in Black Steel. Steel assigned tasks.

Black Steel is now a well-known security company in the world. Chen Mo will learn all the regulations of [Private Security Consultancy and Protection Contracting] here, and then one day, what he has learned will be reflected in its application in other places where it is needed. has value.

Only those who know how to protect know how to kill.

The car carrying Chen Mo drove into the building of the Black Steel Base. Chen Mo got out of the car. The black wall taught him what it meant to follow orders and obey orders.

Everything in the past has become the past along with those three dark years. If it were not for 052, his name, memory, emotions, and even expressions would all become the past together.

He will only remember his name as 013, and only the name 013, and now, it has become his past like a snake shed.

Snake has become synonymous with Chen Mo during his time at Black Steel. Starting as a trainee, he will receive new teachings, new systems, and new requirements.

Chen Mo began to learn things that he had not learned in those years [+

But everything around him told him that it wasn't.

He has indeed come to a new place, rising from hell again after three years. He will learn how to become a qualified security personnel and use his life to protect others.

He once learned how to use the simplest, fastest, and craziest method to kill a person, to cut his head, cut off his body, tear his flesh, and watch him wailing and miserable. Yelling, watching him stop breathing in despair.

Chen Mo thought he was used to this kind of life.

And today's life is beginning to teach him how to protect others, how to use his own body to protect the people behind him, and how to exchange his own life for the lives of others.

He inevitably thought of 052 and the way 052 looked at him before he died. Only he would pity him, and only he would put up his big shield to block the cold wind and blood rain on his body.

He was more qualified to live here than himself, thinking that he was born to be this kind of person, but the irony was that he was the one who survived in the end, and he exchanged his life for 013's.

Instead of taking his life away from others as he said, he backed down at the last moment.

In the black steel, there is no fighting, no fight to the death, no cold iron chains, no long knife swung under the eyes of fear and despair, and no that gray-black cell.

Everything here made Chen Mo feel strange and stagnant. Even the student inscription on his chest glowed brightly in the sun, not dirty and dark [013].

They often laugh, get together after training and make fun jokes, humbly ask others questions they don’t understand, and support each other’s shoulders and encourage each other during difficult training.

Chen Mo has never experienced these things, but it all seems so natural, as if this is what life training is like, and this is real life.

Let him reach it, but dare not reach out.

Chen Mo always felt a little dazed. He looked at the black steel operators standing under the projector in the combat training room teaching, as if the life in the black wall had become a chaotic dream, a dream full of struggle and blood.

It's really ridiculous, but it makes people unable to laugh. Instead, it feels sad.

How is this different from that after the disaster, when he was thrown from one corner to another like scabies with the flow of lost people? The hands that handled him ended up in another place by accident. a place.

I went to the resettlement camp, met the fox cubs, had a memorial day, and also had the Maria Orphanage on Maple Leaf Road.

A fragile life that seems to be blown away by the wind.

But Chen Mo couldn't have the slightest objection, because at some point, he had actually told himself about his future.

He said: "You are going to live a dark and cruel life. If you can come back alive..."

But now, it seems that these are the only things left in Chen Mo's memory, and there is no room for anything else.

Daily training, application of Originium skills, combat, assault, important personnel protection simulation, urban street fighting, temporary command, tactical personnel allocation, armed escort, battlefield situation identification, and analysis of the current government situation of organizations around the world.

Topics, materials, files, reports——

His new life is full of schedule, and even on rest days, he will stay in the training room of Heigang, as if this is the only way, only by constantly making himself tired, he will have no time to think about these things.

Something was disappearing from his mind. Chen Mo tried hard to keep her, but he could still feel her slowly dissipating.

Silent and irrevocable.

Things in the past are like sand paintings drawn on the ground. Time passes, years change, the sand is blown away by the wind, the memory is blurred, and finally turns into a vast expanse that can no longer be distinguished. In fact, people are protecting themselves. Just imagine if If you can really remember every detail and picture of the past, then the most sad, painful, and melancholy pictures in your life will continue to torture you, even if they are joyful, they make you feel happy, but happiness And joy will gradually fade away as the sand in the wind goes by, and will gradually deteriorate in the long-term torture, making you weak, timid, and timid.

Only by forgetting them can you wait for a chance to breathe, remain weak, and be better off suffering from this kind of torture for a lifetime of scars.

But is this really the case?

From the moment you decide to forget, doesn’t it mean that you are starting to become weak?

Death is not terrible, but being forgotten is terrible.

Chen Mo learned brand new things here that he had never been exposed to before. Whether these courses were mixed with Heigang's personal goods Chen Mo didn't know, but it probably was.Judging from the knowledge they gave, this organization is not that simple.Their comments about Yanguo and other countries, especially Ursus, are always so mean and one-sided.

But what's there to care about?

Chen Mo didn't care about some of Heigang's "deliberate" arrangements. Maybe it would cause some invisible qualitative changes in the future, but such qualitative changes were what Chen Mo hoped for.

Chen Mo's life began to undergo invisible changes again, which seemed to be a new turning point, but this turning point made him feel tired.He has lost so many of his past desires, expectations, and seemingly innocent fantasies.

It was like returning to the child who came out of the resettlement camp. When the car passed the new city construction site, he no longer had much interest in looking out the window at the city that was not built for him.

Although it finally stopped being stingy and gave this poor creature a touch of tenderness, allowing him to meet Chen and Tallulah, but in the final analysis, whether it was tenderness or deeper torture, no one could tell.

Knowing that nothing can be done, but still insisting on holding on to hope, clearly wondering why people risk their lives, but end up losing everything.

ps: Recommend a book: "His Royal Highness the Prince and the Sisters of Longmen", Martial Arts Ark, the writing is deep and gorgeous, and the most important thing is that the author A Tou is a girl, you can call her, Brother Tou.

ps: [By the time I find you, you have forgotten me. By the time you find me, I am already dead. 】No knife, no knife.Black Steel is very fun, especially with Franka.

ps3: King Wu is a very important character, which will be explained later. In short, it is quite touching.

Chapter 57 Originium Arts

Later, Franka also asked me the same question. She asked me who I chose for that question in the written examination for joining Black Steel.I didn't choose anyone, but she said she chose...an old friend.

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What kind of existence is Origin Stone Skill? So far, Chen Mo has not understood the principle of this thing.

It is commonly known as magic, but Chen Mo believes that it should be called magic, even though he has become the first person on the blacklist of the Black Steel Engineering Team.

"Snake, you just have to try your best to believe that there is some power within you that you can feel and channel."

This is what the Warlock operator of Black Steel explained to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo felt that it was a pity that he did not become a qigong master, because when he said these words, the expression on his face could not be more sincere and he could swear as much as he could, as if there really was such a thing in the world and the existence of truth. gas.

In fact, it would not be incomprehensible if he really became a qigong master in this world.Because something similar does exist in Yanguo, true energy.

But people here prefer to call it Source Stone Skills.

Chen Mo remembered the scene inside the black wall that was still fresh in his memory. The human body expanded rapidly to the point of exploding. There was no doubt that this was also a type of Origin Stone technique.

"If you really have no choice, you can also close your eyes and believe that what you are holding in your hand is a ball of water, and you can change its shape at will."

In fact, the teaching of Origin Stone skills has always been a specious process.

Theoretically, everyone on the continent of Terra has the possibility of using Source Stone skills, that is, spells, but in fact there are very few people who can use real Source Stone skills, and not all of these few people can become Warlocks and more people can only roughly use Originium Technology to drive weapons mixed with Originium Technology, such as Originium firearms. After a certain amount of training, ordinary people use Originium Technology to guide the weapons included in the manufacturing process. Origin Stone Array, most people will feel a sense of mystery even when looking at the Origin Stone skills of warlocks.

People who can truly use this ability can live well no matter where they are, because they are beyond the scope of ordinary people.

Source Stone Skills represent money, power, wealth and status. On the contrary, only those who meet the above conditions will have the ability to use Source Stone Skills. Even if they are infected, the infected person with Source Stone Skills will actually want to use Source Stone Skills. If so, his living standard will not necessarily be worse than that of ordinary people.

People with ability will be favored wherever they go. The fear of infected people generally comes from the lower class people. Ordinary people will be afraid of infected people. But in the eyes of the real upper class, even though Originium Disease is incurable, disease, but not that terrible.

Because they have the ability to prevent themselves from contracting this disease, and they have the ability to continue their current lives after contracting this disease.

Chen Mo held the staff in his hand and closed his eyes.

He is now more and more convinced that Origin Stone skills are a kind of "magic". In theory, everyone has this possibility, but it still depends on talent, inheritance, opportunity, and maybe a little bit of luck.

He didn't feel the so-called "qi" flowing through his fingertips.

But what he didn't know was that outside, the faces of the Black Steel Warlock operators were first filled with relief, confusion, daze, and finally horror.

"Stop it, snake, snake!!!" he yelled crazily.

In the strong wind, his whole body was about to be blown down.

In the center of the strong wind, Chen Mo could not hear his voice. He just tried his best to imagine that the water in his hand was a ball of water, so the water kept rolling, deforming, elongating, and finally gathering into a ball in his hand.

boom---

A violent roar sounded from the center of the test site. When Chen Mo opened his eyes, he found himself standing in a deep pit with nothing in his hands and a ball of molten iron at his feet.

The Black Steel Warlock operator was lying on the ground not far from him, holding his head tightly and sticking his butt out. Chen Mo walked over and found that he was unconscious.

This kind of destructive power... Chen Mo looked at his hand in confusion. He couldn't believe that he actually used it, but at the same time, it made him feel [&

Nothing is more reassuring than having power, even if it represents destruction.

Chen Mo couldn't help but feel a little addicted to the destruction and destruction caused by the use of Origin Stone skills.Human beings are born with a desire for destruction. They are eager to destroy everything they can see, but most of them are unable to do so.

"Have I mastered the Origin Stone technique?"

After the engineering team from the base arrived, Chen Mo responsibly sent Mr. Warlock to the medical room, and thoughtfully did not bother the members of the medical team.

"At the beginning, it will take a long time to get used to it." Mr. Warlock was lying on the bed and staring at the white ceiling aimlessly. He twisted his neck when he fainted, causing a mild concussion and soft tissue strain.

"To be honest, I didn't expect you, Snake, to be so accomplished in Origin Stone skills." Mr. Feilin's warlock glanced at Chen Mo with a bit of amazement, "You know, spells don't just rely on hard work and hard training. Those who can be easily improved generally need to have excellent bloodline inheritance and talent. You know, talent is actually linked to bloodline."

"But there is another way." He said: "Because of the versatility of Source Stone, everyone actually contains a certain degree of Source Stone crystals in their blood. The higher the crystal density, the stronger the spell power, and the opposite is true. , but the higher the crystal density, the more likely it is to be infected with Originium Disease."

"Is that so?" Chen Mo really didn't understand this statement, but he still subconsciously thought of the Originium crystal on his waist.

"This is the first time I've seen someone who can unleash such a level of power using Origin Stone skills for the first time." Mr. Warlock said in surprise: "You can't be the illegitimate son of some big family, right?"

"As far as I know, my father is just a very ordinary police officer."

"No way?"

"Indeed."

But it is a pity that even if Chen Mo said this, the speculation about his identity was still spread throughout the Black Steel Training Base by the loud-mouthed Mr. Warlock, along with:

Snake is actually very bad at controlling the Origin Stone Skills. Don't look at the power of his Origin Stone Skills. In fact, he can't even control himself. If I hadn't watched, I think even he would have been defeated by himself. The spell melts.

The consequences of Chen Mo's training of Origin Stone skills include but are not limited to the sudden melting of the staff, the shattering of the explosion-proof wall, and the explosion of the floor. Even the alloy floor will be melted by the high temperature after Chen Mo explodes the Origin Stone skill.As well as a series of unnecessary damage to the experimental subjects, Mr. Warlock has the best say on this point.

Since then, Chen Mo has become one of the most unpopular operators at the testing site and the engineering team. For this, he has to bear a large amount of compensation, which will be deducted from his allowance during the training period. So for a long time, Chen Mo was not able to get a penny of the treatment mentioned by Kribo.

But later, after collective discussion and research by the Warlock team, they always believed that the reason why Snake was in this situation was because he lacked a good medium to control his Origin Stone skills. In the absence of a reasonable medium available, Snake The Originium skill can only become a disaster.

"Ahem... Snake, we have summarized your problem."

After the discussion topic was over, Mr. Warlock found Chen Mo again. Now, once Chen Mo wants to train the Origin Stone skills, he will probably stay 20 meters away from Chen Mo. For this reason, he also specially applied to borrow a huge shield from the equipment department. The thick alloy explosion-proof shield was said to be the latest experimental product of Raytheon Industries. He fell in love with it the first time he saw it.

Because he felt it was big enough and hard enough.

"We have seen your test results. After analysis, we believe that you need a special spell-casting medium. During your spell-casting process, we compared the data that appeared when you used different-shaped staffs. We found that the shape of the staff is very important. The thinner and sharper it is for you, the more adaptable it is to you. Rather than creating a new objective entity based on non-existence like the average warlock operator, we think you may be better at catalyzing the staff and the source stone in your body. Me." After he finished speaking, he looked Chen Mo up and down. "So, if you can have a sword-shaped staff, it might be suitable for you."

"Sword-shaped staff?"

Mr. Warlock sighed.

"But...your Origin Stone technique itself generates high temperatures through violent friction with particles in the air and compressed air. After it is applied to a weapon, the requirements for the material of the weapon are quite stringent. Not only must it be able to withstand high temperatures, but it must also be able to withstand high temperatures." During the high-frequency vibration, there can be sharp and thin sword-shaped staffs there that can withstand your rough treatment." He said and patted Chen Mo's shoulder gently. "Unless you can find a weapon that meets the above conditions, your Origin Stone skills will be a torture for the weapon."

"There's nothing suitable in the equipment department?" Chen Mo asked.

"I asked, and they said..." He glanced at Chen Mo, his eyes full of sympathy: "Get out!"

"..."

"This is the 15th training staff you have destroyed."

After Mr. Warlock finished speaking, he was a little afraid of hurting Chen Mo, so he comforted him: "You don't have to feel too bad. Warlocks are not good at all. They just play with spells and make explosions. In fact, compared to spells, I I would rather become a guard, fight cruelly, see blood with my sword, and touch flesh with my fists, isn't it very cool?"

Chen Mo stretched out his hand and slowly patted his hand on his shoulder.

"When you say this, can you hold back the smile on your lips?"

"...hug...sorry...hahaha." Mr. Warlock finally couldn't help it anymore, he bent over and laughed.

"Do you know what they told me when I went to the equipment department?" He began to imitate the tone of the other party when he went to the equipment department, with a dark face: "Hey, Mr. Snake broke a few more staffs today. , the inventory of weapons mixed with Originium craftsmanship is almost gone except for shields and crossbows. They clearly don’t want to see you."

He laughed and said: "Hahaha... they even made a blacklist, and your name is at the top."

ps: Not a family, don’t enter [{