Monster Buster: One punch is really fun

Chapter 13 The Five Dimensions of Spirit Power

"Cha Wuwei!"

In order to facilitate the handling of affairs and save unnecessary wasted time, a large number of office buildings of the Heihuling branch are basically close to each other.Zhao Jiuzhou ran all the way, and in less than 5 minutes, he had already stood in front of the number-taking reception desk of the sub-rudder psychic testing department.

The uncle at the front desk glanced at Zhao Jiuzhou indifferently, took a look at the form in his hand, and his indifferent expression changed slightly.Urgent testing, and it is a five-item general inspection.What kind of rich family's child is this?

No wonder it's so fierce...

Judging by the age, it should be related to the failure of the entrance examination, running around, right?

But in fact, if he has a good memory, he should be able to remember that Zhao Jiuzhou actually came over once last month.It's just that Zhao Jiuzhou was the same as the young man who was packed and sent for testing that time. He just measured three values ​​in a hurry and was sent away directly.

He came and went in a hurry without showing anything special, so naturally no one would remember him.

"Go up." The front desk accepted the form, scanned it with a scanner, swiped Zhao Jiuzhou's card, and let it go.

Zhao Jiuzhou has been here once, and he is familiar with the door and the way.

After a while of trotting, he first ran into a huge hall. Seventy or eighty spiritual strike force detectors, along the four walls of the hall and the open space in the middle, filled the huge room to the brim.This is the time of the day when people are busy fishing, and the peak of spiritual power testing has passed, so although there are many machines in the hall, there are not many people.

The person on duty took Zhao Jiuzhou's card, yawned and swiped it, and pointed in the direction of the corner from a distance, "Unit 38."

Zhao Jiuzhou didn't delay, walked up quickly, found the machine, and swiped the card on the card slot by himself.

Zhao Jiuzhou's personal information appeared on the screen that looked like a gambling machine.

Immediately above the machine, a spherical object wrapped in a soft cloth, according to Zhao Jiuzhou's height, slowly landed to a position where he could strike in the most comfortable position, and a line of words appeared on the screen of the machine: "Please start the test .”

Zhao Jiuzhou took a breath, held his breath, looked at the ball in front of him, slowly gathered his strength, and punched his soft ball hard.

"Ada~!"

The soft cloth ball bounced back, and then a very good value jumped out on the screen: 2.

"Congratulations! Bronze demon hunter Zhao Jiuzhou! Your spiritual strike power is 2 points, surpassing 50.34% of the world's demon hunters!"

"Damn it, it's still as strong as ever..."

Zhao Jiuzhou was not disappointed, and was even a little complacent that he was better than half of the demon hunters.

With his usual neurotic self-confidence, he trotted out of the hall in a hurry.

Ten minutes later, he immediately stepped into a testing machine at the spiritual resistance testing department.

With his eyes closed, he was sent into the depth of the testing chamber by the conveyor belt a little nervously.

There were only a few buzzing sounds in my ears, and it took seven or eight seconds at most before the machine withdrew from the testing chamber.

In the room separated by a wall from the testing room, the operator's voice came from inside: "A little bit, yes."

Well, ok, it does.

Spirit resistance is not a rare thing, but there are still many people who have zero spiritual resistance just like Lime.

He somehow... has 1 point.

Coupled with his excellent 2-point spiritual strike power, combining these two points, he can at least rank in the top 30% of all demon hunters in the world.Even if this advantage can be made up for with a random security pistol, Zhao Jiuzhou is still full of pride in his superiority.Ah!My damn talent!But he was firmly on top of 70% of the demon hunters!

"Two o'clock."

Five minutes later, in the spiritual ability testing room, Zhao Jiuzhou was holding a stick with blue light shining.

The young female operator who examined him was not even interested in giving him a second look.

As we all know, only the top 10% of demon hunters in the world who can truly be called combat power...

The others, below the king, are all cannon fodder.

From bronze to diamonds, collectively referred to as the "self-deceiving" demon hunting army...

If there is any difference between this group of people and ordinary people, it is nothing more than the ability to use spiritual weapons.

But the problem is that since phantoms can be killed with conventional weapons, if the situation really happens, an ordinary person with a guy in his hand is much stronger than the so-called diamond hunter.

Ordinary people have guns in their hands, and the process of encountering monsters is usually: chug chug chug... ah!And when the diamond hunter meets a monster, the process is suddenly: Hey!I flash!Hey!I drive big!Hey!I'm fighting with you... ah!

Is there a difference?

no……

Just let the monster enjoy the fun of hunting...

So in the final analysis, the gun is more important...

With an automatic rifle, [-] rounds of ammunition, and two grenades, you can also achieve the glory of the king of demon hunters!

"This is not my true level..."

Zhao Jiuzhou opened his mouth to defend, and wanted to emphasize his paper strength standing above 70% of the demon hunters.

But the inspector has been checking the time, and has no time to answer. He got up and was about to leave work, "Okay, let's check other things quickly."

Zhao Jiuzhou's nonsense, just listen to it as a cold joke.

The five-dimensional spiritual power of ordinary people is actually the same as IQ. It is basically fixed at birth, and only very few people can experience slight changes over the long years.So there is no such thing as a "true level".

Even with the development of science and technology in recent years, the data of spiritual strike power can be increased through spiritual weapons, or improved through drug use.But how can normal people be allowed to carry equipment or take drugs when they come for a physical examination, and the routine data measured like that are meaningless at all.This kind of thing, only people from the army, demon hunting group and security department would do it.

Because people really want to go out to fight and go out to fight, so it is necessary to collect these data.

Now, what Zhao Jiuzhou needs to collect is the initial data.

Also, a few more off-topic words related to drug use—

In addition to improving the power of spiritual strikes through external forces, the spiritual power commonly known as the "blue bar" can also be supplemented by medicines, but these medicines are generally not cheap, so after entering everyone's stomach, the price-performance gap formed is extremely large. big.

Assuming that a small bottle of "Bulan Oral Liquid" costs 2000 yuan in silver coins, or even more expensive, if Tang Wei takes a sip during the battle, it will cost 2000 yuan to make up dozens, hundreds, or even hundreds of points at once. point.On the other hand, like Zhao Jiuzhou, with the same sip, he can only make up two points for 2000 yuan.Because the denominator of his blue bar is only two fucking points.

So if one day he really wants to go to the battlefield, instead of giving Zhao Jiuzhou 2000 yuan or 3000 yuan each of Bulan Oral Liquid, it is better to give him [-] extra rounds of psionic bullets.No matter how expensive a psychic bullet is, it costs ten yuan, and twenty bullets cost two hundred.Under normal circumstances, Zhao Jiuzhou fired twenty shots at the monster with a gun in his hand, and the effect would definitely be better than throwing two skills at the monster's face.

Then there is spiritual resistance.

As for this thing, a little more is of course better, but no matter how good it is, the human body is made of meat.Therefore, soldiers with normal intelligence would definitely rather wear more armor than rely on their own physical strength to fight against monsters.

Anyway, it’s just a sentence, with the advancement of human science and technology in the past 100 years, the so-called five dimensions of spiritual power of demon hunters have become less and less meaningful for practical reference.If it weren't for the relatively rare spiritual abilities and spiritual powers in the fifth dimension that cannot be completely replaced at present, maybe the witcher is really the same as the "mysterious magician", and should have been thrown into the garbage dump of history long ago and become people's favorite. a memory.

In this case, maybe after a few years, everyone may still package these two concepts as literary and artistic products because of nostalgia and imagination, and make a movie, TV series or something to reproduce the glory of the past career.

But now...

The only way to make do is to live or die.

Demon hunters are the same as other professions, such as teachers, doctors, civil servants, lawyers, soldiers, engineers, workers, cleaners, cashiers, excrement workers...etc.

They are neither mysterious nor noble.

Even, it gradually began to be entertained and turned into a tool to please the society.

Just like the current Demon Hunt World Cup.

Five or sixty years ago, who would have thought that the honorable demon hunters would become like today, who need to show their faces to attract fans to pay for their demon hunting skills?

In the eyes of those old demon hunters who are over 70 years old, the Demon Hunt World Cup will actually make them feel ashamed.

Those 80-[-]-year-old demon hunters in the world are really watching this class of demon hunters slipping from the clouds.In Baiyinmeng, demon hunters have become "duty officers", "civil servants", and "guards". In the Golden League, demon hunters have become lackeys, thugs and bodyguards of the rich.Those rich people who hire demon hunters may not even have spiritual power themselves.

But it is rich.

Whoever has money is a father, you can't accept it.

Because witchers are people too.

It's human, he wants to eat.

"It's time to eat, hurry up!"

In the blink of an eye, it was early five o'clock, and as soon as Zhao Jiuzhou walked into the test room of inspiration after finishing the first three tests, the tester immediately put a helmet on him, and injected colorful varnish into the interlayer of the helmet. Reagent, said quickly: "Is it the first time? Don't be nervous. You may be a little flustered when you close your eyes later, but nothing will happen. You may feel that time passes slowly, but in fact 60 Seconds are over, and you may feel as if half an hour has passed. So don't be afraid if you feel that you can't withdraw from consciousness, I have a switch here, and you can cut it off at any time..."

"Is there any risk in this thing?"

"An average annual death rate of [-] per [-]..."

"What death rate?"

"It is possible to die." Tester Balabala said.

Zhao Jiuzhou almost peed out of fright on the spot, wearing a helmet, his face was pale, "Dad, is it too late for me to regret it now?"

"It's too late, you've already swiped your card, that's the default risk. Don't worry, nothing will happen. I've been working for so many years, and I've never had anyone die in my hand!" He seemed to be very proud as he said, and pressed the power button directly.

Inside the helmet, Zhao Jiuzhou only felt a slight shock in his body.

His consciousness seemed to be pulled out of his body in an instant.

A vast expanse of whiteness appeared before his eyes.

Pure white.

Then the next second, before he could react.

His whole life, suddenly, seems to be regressing rapidly...

(End of this chapter)