Ma'am, I like you!

Watched by the so-called "Apostles of the Lord" in the sky, the Apatean cetacean monsters who are called gods and can continuously produce and revive special spiritual energy, the whole of London should not be able to hide any secrets.

"For them, camouflage is useless." Su Ming said while walking, "But it's not 'them' we want to deceive."

"Then who are you lying to?"

"It's those guys up front."

Doyle looked forward following Su Ming's voice, and saw many London citizens started to clean up road rubbish in an orderly manner under the maintenance of the police and soldiers.

"Those so-called 'people'."

After Su Ming finished speaking, Doyle understood that Su Ming meant to let them integrate into this brand new society.

"However, these people shouldn't pose any threat to you, right? I heard that kid Paying said that you killed... well, it should be said that you 'handled' a lot of these things." Doyle asked.

"Not being able to pose a threat doesn't mean I have to kill all the way." Su Ming replied, then looked around, and motioned Doyle to detour with him, avoiding the sight of these people, and detouring into the urban area that has restored order.

After Doyle asked, he found that Su Ming didn't seem to want to talk too much about the topic of "killing the past", so he didn't ask any more.

In fact, Su Ming is not the kind of person who would take pity on these inhuman things. The cold-eyed massacre not long ago proved this point.

The reason why he chose to hide in the market this time is also because of the words of the traitor Robert.

The words he yelled before his clone disappeared made Su Ming quite concerned.

The reason why Robert appeared there was to wait for Su Ming, and although Su Ming didn't know the reason why he was waiting for Su Ming, she knew that it must be the meaning of "Lord" in Robert's mouth.

It is easy to judge a result from Robert's clamor: the "lord" is also happy to see Su Ming kill and unleash real blood.

What the enemy wants to see is definitely not a good thing.

There is no need for Su Ming to follow the enemy's wishes, especially if she wants to find Gu Sixin, these pseudo-humans may also be of some use.

Although she was wearing a suit and a coat, Su Ming's actions were not affected in the slightest.

Turning into the alley, after a few twists and turns, he jumped from the ground to the wall, and then fell to the ground easily and smoothly.

The scene that catches the eye has changed from the original ruins to a lively urban area.

This kind of shortcut is naturally not a problem for her.

Although Doyle was not as relaxed as Su Ming, he still climbed over the wall out of breath, and finally followed Su Ming 3 minutes after he landed.

"Huh~huh~ I'm really, really exhausted." Doyle leaned on the wall and looked out of breath.

"It seems that Lighter Knight's body is not as good as his apprentice." Su Ming glanced at him and said mercilessly.

"What lighter knight, I'm the glow knight, 'glow'!" Doyle glared at Su Ming, "and that boy Paying is a mess except for his good physical strength. Pentagon Warriors..."

After boasting, Doyle also remembered the business: "By the way, Su Ming, what is your next plan?"

"Go to No. 520, Ferring Street."

"Huh? Isn't that a military base? What are you doing there?"

"Go get some weapons."

"???"

Chapter 520 Reset

If someone said that he was going to the British military base in London to get some weapons, it would definitely be regarded as drunken madness, or some not-so-funny joke.

But it was Su Ming who said this, and Doyle didn't think Su Ming was joking.

"Really?"

"Really." Su Ming nodded, and even wondered why Doyle's reaction was so big.

Doyle was shocked, "But didn't you agree to keep a low profile and blend in here?"

"It doesn't conflict with me going to the base to get some weapons, right?" Su Ming asked.

How could there be no conflict? !

"There's no need for us to go there now, right? Didn't we say we're going to find Ms. Gu's clues?" Doyle immediately wanted to persuade Su Ming to think about it.

Although Su Ming will definitely be able to get out of the fire, it is like playing with a lighter to light dry grass next to the fireworks warehouse. If one is not careful, there will be a big explosion.

In that case, don't talk about whether you can find Gu Sixin's clues, even if there are clues, they will be bombed together with London.

"To find clues, you need to face the enemy, and to face the enemy, you need to use weapons. We can't fight those monsters with bare hands, right?" Su Ming asked calmly.

"That's the reason, but... there's no need to go to the military base to get equipment, right?" Doyle said helplessly.

"Because it's so direct and effective, I know what you're worried about." Su Ming said and looked up at the sky, "But you have to know, we're just betting right now."

"Betting that those people have no time to take care of us now, otherwise under the surveillance of those things in the sky, any of our actions will be meaningless."

Still that sentence, Doyle understands the truth.

"But... let's pretend anyway?"

"Isn't it already disguised?" Su Ming glanced at her new outfit and said.

"Uh, that's Su Ming. I'm okay, but you're not an ordinary person. Even if you're dressed in black, you can easily recognize it, right?"

Doyle's doubts, Su Ming thought about it carefully, and thought it was quite reasonable.

She immediately opened the suitcase in her hand and took out a black umbrella from it.

"Oh!"

After putting the box on, Su Ming opened the umbrella and looked back at the dumbfounded Sherlock Doyle: "How about this?"

"..."

What can Sherlock Doyle say? Su Ming has already followed his advice and added a layer of "disguise".

If he still objected uninterestedly, then his EQ was too low.

You know, Su Ming is the key to the current predicament in London. No matter what Su Ming does, Sherlock Doyle can only help her. After all, she is almost the last hope of London.

So, since she was determined to rob the military base, Doyle had no choice but to admit it.

"If I had known, I would have brought that broken gun." Sherlock Doyle, who followed Su Ming, felt a little regretful.

However, Su Ming said as he walked, "We are going to get a gun, why do we have to bring a gun?"

"This..." Doyle was speechless for a while.

Seems to make sense?

wrong.

"That Su Ming, why don't I let you out?" Doyle suddenly suggested.

"Are you intimidated? Mr. Knight?" Su Ming smiled.

"No, this is called rational use of one's abilities." Doyle coughed and smiled without embarrassment: "And Su Ming, you may not know that there are tanks in the base..."

"Your body can hide, what can I hide with?"

"Can't you also use aura?"

"Then how can you compare with you?" Doyle spread his hands, "It's better to say that you are the only one in the world who can reach the level of Su Ming and you. Knights like us are still because of our good physical fitness. , plus some ancestral biography, and the papers published by those scientists in your country half a year ago, combined with each other and systematically trained for more than half a year to reach the level where you can barely strengthen your physique with aura."

"As for more magic-like abilities, those new psykers can only have them. Even so, according to the proverb in your country, compared to Su Ming, who went to heaven and earth, you are 'insignificant'. "

"Also, if there is a psychic who is at the same level as you, then please don't doubt that he must not be on our side."

Su Ming nodded slightly, but she also had a little objection: "But I think there will be more and more in the future."

"More and more?" Doyle was puzzled. "It means more and more powerful psykers who can use aura? Are they friends or enemies?"

"Of course there are both, but at present, it seems that the latter is more likely." Su Ming looked up at the hazy sky and said.

Doyle was dumbfounded.

Su Ming held an umbrella and walked forward: "Go ahead, Mr. Knight, don't worry too much, no one knows us, and we went to the base not just to get weapons."

"No one knows us? Impossible? I heard that angry little girl and that boy Paying say that your arrest warrants are flying all over London? How can..." Before Doyle finished speaking, he looked at Until Su Ming walked out of the alley and came to the street.

The moment Su Ming stepped out of the dark alley and onto the Avenue of Glory, it attracted the attention of a large number of passers-by.

Not only ordinary civilians helping to clean up road rubbish, but also policemen and soldiers with live ammunition, they all looked at Su Ming.

Doyle's face changed slightly: "It's broken!"

But before he reminded Su Ming to hide quickly, he suddenly found that those eyes looked at Su Ming and then turned back to the original place, as if they didn't see her.

"Huh? What... what's going on?" Doyle ran behind Su Ming and looked around in surprise.

"What's going on?" Su Ming said as she walked.

"Why do these people react like this." Doyle pointed to the surroundings, "They should see you...should..."

"Ma'am over there, is the gentleman next to you mentally disturbed?" At this time, a policeman walked up to them politely and asked.

"Sorry, my uncle just came from the countryside and hasn't seen much of the world." Su Ming explained.

"Ah, so, please rest assured, London residents are very friendly, there was a strong storm recently and everyone was clearing the roads, which may cause inconvenience to your travel, I only apologize to you on behalf of the Metropolitan Police Department. "

The friendliness of the policeman made Doyle stare and open his mouth. Coupled with his suit and leather shoes, he really looks a bit like a well-dressed mental patient.

"Thank you." Su Ming smiled.

"You are polite. I think your temperament is not ordinary. It is my honor to serve a noble like you."

After Doyle followed Su Ming and left the main road, Doyle was still in doubt.

"I said, Su Ming, they, what's going on with them? Why does it seem to be..."

"It's like 'reset'." Su Ming picked up his words and said, "You want to say this word, right?"

Chapter 520 Four That Was Me Three Years Ago

"Yes, it's 'reset'."

Doyle looked back at those "people" who were talking and laughing, with surprise still in his eyes.

"These guys can't recognize you, and... they also said that the destruction was caused by some 'storm'. I watched the TV broadcast in the cupboard by the roadside, as if the whole of London... was reset."

"Your feeling is correct, it has indeed been reset." Su Ming nodded.

"But it's not the kind of magical reset of space and time, but the thinking and memory of these displaced spirits are pressed to restart."

"Restart, why restart?" Doyle blurted out.

Su Ming said: "If I'm not wrong, it should be because the people behind it want the society composed of these spirit bodies to be stable. If they still have the memory of what I slaughtered before, what do you think will happen, Mr. Doyle?"

Facing Su Ming's question, Doyle gave an answer after thinking for a moment: "Of course it is to continue to panic and run away."

"Yes, in that case not only would London still be in chaos, but it would also be unfriendly to me." Su Ming said.

"To you?" Doyle still doesn't quite understand what this means.

"They want me to kill." Su Ming walked forward steadily, facing the curious eyes of passers-by without showing any killing intent.

"Although I don't know what benefit I will bring to them by killing, if they really want to, then a London where there are not many people left in panic and fleeing is obviously not enough for me to destroy."

"..." Doyle swallowed, and Su Ming seemed to calmly speak extremely terrifying words.

"However, if it's just to lure you to kill Su Ming, there should be no need to reset the minds of these people, right?"

Su Ming nodded: "So they have another good reason, that is - to put an end to the natural evolution of this new society."

"Ah? What does this mean?" Doyle didn't quite understand. He was not a stupid person, but now that he was with Su Ming, he felt that he was really like some kind of mental patient.

"Mr. Doyle, have you studied sociology?" Su Ming asked.

"No."

"Neither have I. I majored in archaeology."

"??"

"However, if I say that, you should be able to understand it quite well." Su Ming looked at the road signs, and continued walking after confirming the direction.

"Mr. Doyle, if you put a fish into a stream, do you think the fish will swim with the stream, or jump to the bank?"

"Of course it's following the stream. How could the fish run to the bank and swim?" Doyle replied without thinking.

"That's right, fish don't go to the shore to swim, no matter what kind of fish they are, whether they are wild or farmed, they will only choose to swim in the water, as long as no one picks them up and throws them on the shore, Then even if they are farmed and released fish, they will swim down the current."