Two-Dimensional Alien Species: Human Security Agency

"Top talent."

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Chapter Eighty Secrets

"Top...talent?" Xie Zhifei swallowed a mouthful of saliva before finishing the sentence, and his head was buzzing even after he finished speaking. After all, talent was something that had almost nothing to do with him. Wasn't this modifier applied to their seeds? In terms of relaxing a little bit, among the thirty people in this game other than him, no one is more suitable for this term than him.

He... is just an acquired artifact.

Zhang Bingyi then said to himself, "Qing'er has already told you some things about Catherine just now. Do you know the biggest reason why she is called a 'gift'?"

Isn't it the strongest talent in this generation? Xie Zhifei opened his mouth, but felt that it was a bit broad to say so, and Zhang Bingyi was definitely not trying to say this, so he honestly shook his head.

"If it's just her training speed and strength, she is definitely not unique. What really makes her known as a seed is because of her ability, blood detection." Zhang Bingyi said slowly.

"Through blood and other organizational parts, she can detect the level of a person's innate talent. This seemingly useless ability is the fundamental reason why Catherine is called a gift. The ferocious development of the imaginary space in recent years has led her to find out There are a lot of talented people who are very talented.”

Xie Zhifei remembered that the change in Catherine's attitude towards him happened after drinking his Yilu blood.

Seeing Xie Zhifei's thoughtful appearance, Zhang Bingyi concluded that Catherine had indeed detected his bloodline, "A strong person does not necessarily have an excellent talent, but a person with excellent talent must be easily strong. Get up. That tastes good. It's about your talent. That's the best thing Catherine has ever said."

"This... can't be a mistake." Xie Zhifei's first reaction was this, "Or because the seeds have not done blood detection, I can't be the one with the best talent compared to you. ?"

Zhang Bingyi smiled and shook his head, "As far as I know, the samples of potential newcomers from major organizations should have been sent to the imaginary space by various means. The corresponding evaluation parties have also inquired about each other. , none of them achieved the 'good taste' rating."

"Neither do you?"

"My talent is not that good," Zhang Bingyi shook his head without being angry at all, "it's just that the way of talisman that I have inherited has the shadow of my predecessors. Other seeds are slightly better than me, but Catherine is in better condition than me. Generally speaking, the standard of 'Edward's does not exceed the level of 'live' and 'OK'. The worst of them is another seed of imaginary space. Catherine bluntly said that Edward's taste is unpalatable. It is almost a well-known secret in the circle. "

Xie Zhifei listened to Zhang Bingyi saying these secrets, and the expression on his face became more and more unbelievable.

"Do you now know why everyone is looking at you?"

"...Is it possible that she made a mistake?" Xie Zhifei opened his mouth like a dehydrated fish and said this.

"Unfortunately, no." Zhang Bingyi shook his head.

"But... I'm obviously just an ordinary person. The so-called power and talent have nothing to do with me. Isn't the BOSS's demon soul and blood able to create a top talent at will?"

"Demon soul and blood?" Zhang Bingyi frowned when he heard the word, raised his hand and a bright yellow note flew out from the wide cuff. With a push of his empty hand, the yellow paper was pinned to Xie Zhifei's On the top of the head, "Shape, reason, truth, appear in things!"

The dense teeny-headed small seal characters spread from the corners of the paper in an instant, and more than hundreds of seal characters appeared on the slender yellow paper in an instant, densely crowded on the paper. As soon as Zhang Bing closed his eyes and pinched his hands, the words on the paper immediately turned red. Yellow paper cinnabar made Xie Zhifei look like a zombie in an old-fashioned Hong Kong movie. There was no way to hurt people outside the arena, so he didn't worry about Zhang Bingyi's bad intentions.

"Edict! (chi)." As soon as Zhang Bing opened his eyes, the cinnabar small seal characters on the yellow paper also moved as if they had come to life. A red swirl. Then it bounced out again, and a red eye drawn with a pencil appeared in the center of the paper.

With the appearance of the paper, Xie Zhifei could feel that the blood in his body was a little restless, like a calm stream suddenly turning up a splash of water. But more than a few blood-red qi drifted upward from the corners of his eyes and hands and feet.

"Demon Qi..." Zhang Bingyi looked at the red breath and opened his mouth, his voice became extremely dry and hoarse. The yellow paper also fell, and it spontaneously burned into ashes in midair. Xie Zhifei's breath naturally disappeared.

"The research on the second-generation exorcists should have stopped long ago! What's going on!" Zhang Bing turned his head sharply to look at Ji Qinger, "what kind of weird ghost blood can make a The second generation of top talent! Longcheng, what are you doing?"

"No one has the idea of ​​the second generation again." Facing Zhang Bingyi's questioning, Ji Qinger seemed very calm, as if she knew that this day would come. "He was just an accident."

"Accident? A second generation with top talent? What kind of accident can create a second generation with top talent?" Ji Qing'er's answer made Zhang Bingyi return to his calm, narrowed eyes and tone with a stern expression. chill.

"Run to the wolf." Ji Qingerzhi returned to these two words.

"...Run to the wolf." Zhang Bingyi's gaffe made everyone in the Fool crowd around, and Ji Qinger's two words made everyone's faces instantly turn cold. Xie Zhifei was the only one who seemed extremely confused, and once again he felt a kind of estrangement. No matter how crazy he has absorbed knowledge about this world in the past two years, there is still a big gap with others in those secrets and secrets. This knowledge, which is like common sense to everyone, still seems extremely unfamiliar to him.

"What is the 'second-generation exorcist'?" Xie Zhifei asked this question that had been haunting him for a long time. He had asked William before, but as the son of the werewolf, he only told him that it was a long time ago. A common action by major organizations, but I don't know more detailed information. "Ben Wolf, is there anything special about this weirdness?"

As soon as Zhang Bing turned his head, there were some obscure things in his eyes. Compared with him, Luo Yunxi directly showed everything on his face, "What the **** is Po Jun trying to do?!"

"Yunxi!" Zhang Bingyi stretched out his hand and held Luo Yunxi's head, "Don't question the decision of Lord Po Jun." He bit the word "Master" very hard, and there was something deeper buried in it.

"But!" Luo Yunxi turned her head and wanted to argue something.

"No but." Zhang Bingyi replied seriously. The two looked at each other for a few seconds before Luo Yunxi retreated. Apparently nodded.

Zhang Bingyi turned his head to look at Xie Zhifei, and there was a dangerous light in his narrowed eyes, "Second-generation exorcist, or should be called the 'transplantable second ability' plan. That was in fifty Five years ago, the four major organizations jointly launched the artificial superhuman project."

"In other words, it's a plan to create super soldiers with weird abilities by transplanting weird parts of the organization."

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Chapter 81: The Second Exorcist

"Fifty-five years ago?" Xie Zhifei frowned, earnestly searching his memory for things related to this period of time, and searching for clues. But it never occurred to me that at that time there was anything that could promote the union of great organizations.

"The German Third Reich." Ji Qinger knew what he was thinking when she saw his appearance, so she reminded him. Xie Zhifei, who heard the name, turned his head and looked at the other two in surprise.

Xie Zhifei might not be so surprised if what Ji Qinger said was something else, but the name 'German Third Reich' was too special. After all, the things associated with this name, even if the world has passed a hundred years, may not be able to forget, that is the biggest scar in human history.

World War II, the Nazis, the blood-red swastika... so many things are inextricably linked to this name. Although Xie Tingshan is a scholar who mainly focuses on ancient history and even ancient history, it does not mean that his attainments in modern history are shallow. Xie Zhifei, who was immersed in his eyes and ears, had an extremely deep memory of this piece of history and this special name.

"The time is not right?" Xie Zhifei frowned. Fifty-five years ago, it should have been a long time after the collapse of the crazy country that pulled the whole world into war.

"It was only the bright-faced forces of Nazi Germany who surrendered in 1944, and not only humans were involved in that war," Zhang Bingyi replied with narrowed eyes.

Xie Zhifei thought of the werewolf in Frostbite. Indeed, that war stirred not only the human world, but also some deeper and more secretive things.

"Even though Hitler committed suicide and the Nazi ruling party surrendered, the dark forces headed by Martin Baumann sneaked into the darkness first, resisted and even planned to return to the world stage. This situation continued until Fifty-five years ago."

"Which Martin Bowman?"

"That's what you think."

Xie Zhifei nodded, the Nazi "No. 2 war criminal", the secretary general of the Nazi party and Hitler's private secretary, who held the Nazi party's money bag, and was called "the shadow of the head of state". The second most important figure after Hitler, the head of the Nazi Party headquarters. After World War II, the mysterious disappearance of Martin Bowman was actually a force on the mysterious side? The sudden amount of information made him faint again. But the point of the matter isn't here, it's more, "Then what?"

"Then? Then the largest legacy belonging to the huge country that was in its prime and almost swept the world was inherited by major organizations."

"The biggest legacy?" Xie Zhifei chewed the word.

"That's right, the greatest legacy." Zhang Bing nodded again and again, "The technology of the German Third Reich surpasses the world. The country that is only the size of a bean on the map is the biggest trump card that sweeps the world. And it is a combination of mystery and technology. The technology. The most important of which is the knowledge of the undead army that he has been building since 1933."

"Himler entered Tibet?" Xie Zhifei raised his brows. This is basically the biggest unofficial history and legend in modern history. He didn't expect to say it again from Zhang Bingyi's mouth today, and judging from his appearance, it was not in the joke.

"Enter Tibet?" Zhang Bing smiled, "No, that's just a pretense. What they've been doing has always been to induce human beings to distort and get a plan similar to a zombie with original intelligence or an undead army of zombies."

"In fact, they have succeeded in this aspect, and they have researched the near-perfect undead soldiers. But before they could produce mass production, their identity was exposed, and they were jointly restricted by the Puritans and the Vatican, and then four With the joint efforts of the big organizations, the most terrifying legion in history was wiped out in the bud. All the research materials were also divided into four parts, and each organization kept a copy of each word.”

"The so-called 'transplantable second ability', the second exorcist is actually Hitler's undead army?" If Xie Zhifei still doesn't understand it by this time, he is really stupid. But this fact still gave him a feeling of chills all over his body.

"Not exactly." Zhang Bingyi shook his head.

"After the collapse of Nazi Germany, the recalcitrant remnants have lost the general trend they had when they swept the world. After Martin Bowman took over the plan of the undead army, the whole plan changed even more. In Hitler's vision, the undead army should be At the same time meeting the demands of being strong, calm and absolutely obedient to orders and so on.”

"And Martin Bowman, who is already greedy and panting like a rat in a stinky ditch, can't continue to maintain Hitler's arrogance. His undead army is really just a literal name, a monster that is almost useless except for undead."

"But even so, during World War II, the slaughter and sampling of hundreds of millions of people still left them with a capital that no one can match, and there are almost no other defects except for the uncontrollable tyranny of the character. "