Monster Buster: One punch is really fun

Chapter 43 Weaknesses
"Uncle, which unit do you work in, and what position do you have?"

As soon as Zhao Jiuzhou walked out of the conference room, the white light on his body immediately rekindled.Although it is very strange that "very skill can only be used once a day", why can I use it for the second time, but Zhao Jiuzhou has never delved into the reason for this good physical phenomenon.As long as you ride the horse well, why ask so many why?
Seeing that Zhao Jiuzhou's spiritual power broke out again, General Han was a little surprised, but still calm, and said as he walked: "Comrade Zhao, you don't have to be so nervous. I am the garrison hall under the Baiyin League, the assistant director of the Operation Department of the Baiyin Army Headquarters , my name is Han Keyong. If you can't even trust us now, there will be no power you can rely on in this world.

We are not only here to help you, but also to protect you.The order I received is very simple, just to ensure that you can report to the Northwest Wusundun border smoothly.Before you set off, our Silver Army will guarantee your absolute safety. "

"Do I need your help?" Zhao Jiuzhou said disdainfully, "I'm better than each of you, right?"

"Yes." Han Keyong walked out of the small building.

Not far in front of the small building, an armed helicopter has parked.Two teams of soldiers stood in front of the helicopter with loaded guns and live ammunition.As soon as Han Keyong and Zhao Jiuzhou came down, several soldiers trot forward skillfully, and surrounded them not too close or far away.Han Keyong kept talking, and replied to Zhao Jiuzhou: "You are right, you are very powerful. But a person's power is limited after all.

You can't keep yourself in a fighting state forever, you will always be tired and hungry, and sooner or later you need to rest, sleep, eat, and replenish your strength and energy.Or to put it more vulgarly, even if you can not eat or drink for a period of time, you always need to poop and pee. These things may cause you to be distracted.You don't dodge bullets every second.Is it right? "

Zhao Jiuzhou frowned when he heard Han Keyong say such vulgar words.

What the hell... makes sense!
Can communicate!

"Demon hunters are also made of meat. You can hold the most powerful monsters in the world, and you can outperform the strongest demon hunters in the world. But one day, if someone wants to kill you, you will still only use one Conventional bullets - without any spiritual energy fluctuations, no matter how high your spiritual power is, you won't be able to detect it. Then when you are not paying attention, a cold gun is shot in your back, and your life will be gone. Right? "

"Well... yes." Zhao Jiuzhou followed Han Keyong and walked all the way to the helicopter, "But I still have a question."

"What's the problem?" Han Ke stopped in front of the plane.

Zhao Jiuzhou said: "Keeping me, is there any benefit for you?"

Han Keyong said: "Because you are a top mystic master, the Silver Army needs you."

"Do you recognize the mystic master?" Zhao Jiuzhou couldn't help but asked in surprise.

Han Keyong said lightly: "Never denied it."

"So... within the Silver Army, there is a need for a mystic master?"

"Yes." Han Keyong admitted frankly, "We need you people to prepare for some emergencies."

Zhao Jiuzhou blurted out and asked, "The cursed spirit body?"

"Maybe." Han Keyong said, "But I still hope that you people, it's best not to come in handy."

"But now in society..."

"That has nothing to do with us." Han Keyong said, "We are soldiers, and our task is to not leave any opportunity for the enemy, even if it is a theoretical opportunity. What the society thinks has nothing to do with us. We only care about When things go wrong, can we solve them? No chances, no frivolous conceptual debates.”

It was the first time for Zhao Jiuzhou to hear their attitude towards mystic masters from Han Keyong's height.

I didn't expect that there would be such a big difference between the attitude of the Silver League and society towards mystic masters.

"Can we go?" Han Ke urged.

Zhao Jiuzhou came back to his senses and nodded quickly, "Yes."

Follow Han Keyong and board the helicopter...

……

"Dad, do you really want to marry Yifei to that dog?"

In the meeting room of the small building in the camp, Liu Ziqing asked Liu Yunfei emotionally.

Liu Yunfei looked at his childish son with a sullen face, and heaved a long sigh.

At this time, Qi Hao came in from the door again, walked quickly to Liu Yunfei, whispered something in his ear, Liu Yunfei nodded, got up and said to Liu Ziqing: "You are off work at night, go home early. Heart, let's go."

Liu Yifei's chubby father has a calm personality, but in fact he doesn't have much initiative.Although there were 1 thoughts in his mind at this time, when Liu Yunfei opened his mouth, Liu Jixin followed immediately.

But before he left, he took another look at Liu Yahong, the unworthy daughter, with something in his eyes.

Liu Yahong was so frightened that she didn't even dare to hum, it was considered good if she didn't cry.

"Everyone, I wasted everyone's time. This matter has been taken over by the Silver Army. Everyone, finish the meeting early and get off work early. It's getting dark, and the restricted area is not safe."

After walking out of the meeting room, Liu Yunfei briefly said a few words to a group of people waiting outside the room, and then went straight downstairs.

A group of people stood in place, watching Liu Yunfei, the leader, go away. Mo Huairen took the lead and walked back to the conference room.The meeting just now hadn't finished yet, so Zhao Jiuzhou had to at least come up with an explanation for what happened this time.

Is it an accident, or something else?

There must always be an explanation for the superiors, the people, and all the alliances around the world.

"When you're on a horse, it's not good to be messed up, but it's the World Cup!"

The chief rudder of Heishui was cursing, and the door of the conference room was slammed shut with a bang.

……

After a while, Wei Guanshan slowly walked out of another room with heavy steps.

He turned his head and glanced at the closed door next door. Luo Beikong's post-war review had not yet ended.

He stood still, watched for a few seconds, then turned around and walked away quickly as if he had suddenly made up his mind.

On the second floor of the small building, Brother Graveyard, Pan Anda, and Wei Mianzi were also finishing their inquiries and leaving the room.

Seeing Wei Guanshan leave in a hurry, Brother Graveyard and Pan Anda looked at each other, as if they were hiding something in their hearts, neither of them had much to say, and quickly parted ways.

Pan Anda took Wei Mianzi and the others into his off-road vehicle and drove away.

Brother Graveyard lowered his head and walked towards the exit of the camp.

My mind was full, still recalling what I was warned just now.

Regarding Zhao Jiuzhou's identity as a mystic master, there must be no more nonsense.

Otherwise, his job as a live broadcaster might be ruined.

But if he didn't say it, he couldn't keep pretending to be deaf and dumb.

There are so many viewers, but they are all watching...

Alas, the people of the Silver Army are really fierce and unreasonable.

Not allowed to tell the truth, but not allowed to speak...

So... isn't it just talking nonsense?

But how to make up this kind of nonsense?

Brother Graveyard is so troubled...

"How?" In the conference room upstairs, Mo Huairen sneered, "Is there any difficulty? I think it's very simple! Mystic masters can't mention it, so don't mention it! Cursed spirits can't talk about it, then Just don’t say it! To put it another way, the fifth-level resentful spirit body, this is the head office, right?”

"Master Mo, in this world, there has always been only a fourth-level resentful spirit body at most..." Liu Ziqing forced himself to say a few words.

Mo Huairen looked at the past with a cold look, "Deacon Liu, all concepts are created by humans, and the meaning of all concepts is also given by humans. There was no fifth-level resentful spirit body before, that's because we don't need it. But now, We can use it, so if we say it has it, it can have it. Is there anything that can’t be understood with such a simple truth?”

Liu Ziqing was already furious, but when Mo Huairen said that, he couldn't hold back any longer.

However, several people in the conference room all agreed with Mo Huairen's words at this time.

"Yes! I totally agree!"

The deputy chief rudder of Heishan, also Liu Ziqing's immediate boss, was the first to jump out to support Mo Huairen.Then the chief rudder of Heishui's main rudder, the deputy rudder of Heihuling's sub-rudder, and the deacon of the city defense department all immediately followed suit.

"I'm doing well too, there's nothing wrong with it."

"Master Mo is pleased!"

"What about the identity of a mystic master?"

Seeing the atmosphere, Liu Ziqing couldn't help feeling dizzy for a while.

I'm so angry, my blood pressure can't go down...

……

"What mystic master?" Pan Anda, who was driving in the off-road vehicle, was perfunctory to Wei Mianzi and the others.

Wei Mianzi was obviously very curious, and kept asking: "Zhao Jiuzhou! Is he really a mystic master?"

Pan Anda was silent for two seconds, then said, "He is a witcher."

"I know! But..." Wei Mianzi gestured excitedly, "Captain, can it be true?"

"What's the real thing? Anyway, the task is completed, isn't that enough for you to be happy?" Pan Anda said, "I'll go out for half a day, and each person earns 500 yuan. Don't you want to think about where to go at night?"

"Go to Qianshen!" Another person in the same group immediately shouted.

"It's okay to go to Bichi!" The topic in the car quickly went astray.

Compared with Zhao Jiuzhou's situation, it is obvious that everyone's income is more solid, and everyone's own life is more important.

"Huh..." Pan Anda listened to the laughter of the car, and let out a breath of foul air.

In fact, he didn't know how the higher-ups would handle this matter this time.

But presumably, whether it is inside or outside the alliance, the attitude towards mystic masters in the whole world should be the same now.

Deny it.

Denial is the best, it will not cause social division, and the world will be peaceful.

As for whether it is, whether it is...

Pan Anda thought to himself, as long as we are clear in our hearts.

The real can not be fake, the fake can not be real.

One day, reality will give the answer.

Buzz!Buzz!
Brother Graveyard was walking with his head down, when the phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.Then he stared at the number and waited for more than a minute without answering, but the other party still did not hang up, so he pressed the call button.

"Hi, hello, is this Mr. Wu Heming?"

"Yeah." Brother Graveyard responded.

The voice of the young girl immediately said quickly: "Hello, Mr. Wu. My side is Dongnanzhou Shiping Live Broadcasting Co., Ltd. We would like to invite you to come to our side for development. There is a guaranteed monthly salary and a full set of benefits. The treatment is better than in the Sheji State system..."

Wu Heming was stunned when he heard it.

"Mr. Wu? Mr. Wu? Are you listening?"

"Ah...ah!" Wu Heming came to his senses, "Are you trying to talk to me about that?"

"What's the matter?"

"Zhao Jiuzhou..." Wu Heming shrank his neck, looked around anxiously, and whispered, "Xuanshu..."

"Haha, no, no, it's not because of this matter. We have been observing you for a while, and we just think you are very suitable for our platform, and there is no other meaning."

"The monthly salary..."

"Guaranteed [-]."

"Hiss...!" Wu Heming sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Mr. Wu?"

"I do!"

……

"Master, he agreed." In the big box of Wanhaoju, Xu Zhen quickly received the reply.

It's just that Uncle Wen felt very strange, and asked again in puzzlement: "Master, are we stealing the Sun's business?"

"Forget it." Xu Zhen smiled, "But what can he do with me?"

Uncle Wen: "Uh..."

Xu Zhen was very calm.

Southeast State has never been deeply involved in the highest power struggle of the Silver League in the past 200 years. Anxin is only a money printing machine, supporting half of the Silver League's finances.So even if they do something out of the ordinary occasionally, the Presbyterian Council of the Baiyin League will at most just make them drink three glasses of wine, and they dare not do anything serious, let alone the Sun family who can't even control Sheji Prefecture.

Besides the matter in front of him, Xu Zhen wanted to get Wu Heming back, naturally for the sake of traffic.Of course he knows that the word "Xuanshu" is gradually becoming a sensitive word that the controllers of all alliances around the world boycott. , just engage in some "mysterious arts" to rub off on the sidelines, so what?
And don't forget that no matter how wrong the current situation of the Silver League is, it can't change the fact that the Silver League was "established with profound arts" 200 years ago.Even Marcy himself was a famous mystic master when he was young, so he really can't even say it?
Even if there are some small groups that have already sold their butts to the Golden League, even if they can really rise to the top in the future, in the end, they still have to rely on the financial resources of the Southeast State?

So, who is the real boss of the Silver League?
Marcy and the others have their own answers.

A lot of other messed up people, maybe have other answers.

But in Xu Zhen's heart, his answer was different from others.

Allied power, family power, financial power...

From its inception to the present, the Silver Prize League, which has developed for more than 200 years, is no longer the pure alliance 200 years ago, which was concluded for the safety of every ordinary person, full of selfless dedication and sacrifice.

During these 200 years, too many people have owned their own world, and too many people have formed their own interests.And every interest group, naturally, should strive for more benefits for "our own people".

Collisions and frictions between groups are inevitable.

Therefore, the reason why this Baiyinmeng assembly car can still run at high speed on the highway is not so much due to the driver's superb driving skills, but rather the inertia of history, which pushes everyone to move towards the same direction. Running in one direction.

Those pressures from the monsters, the pressure from the Golden League, and the pressure from within themselves all turned into external support for the unity of the Silver League.Therefore, the big families who have the right to control the steering wheel of the assembly car of the Baiyin League, whether it is the Sun family, the Liu family, and the Ma family in Sheji Prefecture, or the Xu family in Southeast Prefecture, have small conflicts almost every day, but they must Whoever says it must be destroyed...it doesn't exist.This kind of self-inflicted self-mutilation will only hurt everyone.

There are dozens of large and small "honorable" families in the Silver League. Although everyone's butts have their own emphasis, their brains are still clear-headed. was expelled from the decision-making power.

So Xu Zhen took advantage of the turmoil in Sheji Prefecture and made some big shit, it really wasn't a big deal.

This is the ultimate meaning of the so-called "one's own people".

"Call the Jingguantang and ask how this matter is not illegal." Xu Zhen, who was probing on the edge of the law of the Baiyin League every day, naturally gave Uncle Wen a task.

Uncle Wen is also familiar with the road, so he immediately turned around and called to ask.

After a while, he got the answer, and reported to Xu Zhen: "Jingguantang said, don't just say it clearly, let's do something about the skills. But just now, the Presbyterian Council of the League issued a document, requesting to weaken the influence of this matter... ..."

"It's okay." Xu Zhen didn't care, "It's enough to deconstruct it for entertainment. Isn't that Nine Heavens Star Fist very interesting, it can be used as a peripheral, and what else..." He casually I took Zhao Jiuzhou's information, flipped through it twice, and suddenly my eyes lit up, "Shooting monsters with a whistle?! Isn't this entertainment?"

……

"I have no skills."

"Really do not have?"

"Really, lying to death for the whole family."

"As far as I know, you are an orphan..."

On the helicopter, Han Keyong was asking Zhao Jiuzhou some basic questions.

But Zhao Jiuzhou didn't cooperate, let alone being honest.

Han Ke had nothing to do with him, so he could only put down his pen, and said in a deep voice, "It doesn't matter, we have your latest information from a few days ago. I remember your skill, is it called killing monsters with whistle?"

"What are you talking about, that's the stain on my life that they forcibly wiped on me in order to cover up my identity as a mystic master!"

"I think it's pretty good." Han Keyong said, "And there are many more embarrassing skills than yours, and yours is nothing."

"Oh?" Zhao Jiuzhou couldn't help being curious, "Do you have the ability to eat shit and become stronger?"

Han Keyong looked at Zhao Jiuzhou, and replied in a very serious tone: "Yes, and there are more than one."

"..."

Zhao Jiuzhou fell silent for an instant, and even the white light on his body receded.

After several experiments, he can finally confirm that his spiritual power can be turned on and off as he wants without restriction, and the time to turn it on seems to be really unlimited.

So it seems that he obviously misunderstood the passage he saw in that white space before.

Thinking about it carefully, could it be the skill to enter that space, which is limited to once a day?
But now Zhao Jiuzhou didn't want to try it in front of Han Keyong, so he held back calmly and changed the subject: "What am I going to do next?"

"Do a physical examination, re-enter some psionic data, join the army, and rebuild personal files." Han Keyong didn't want to go further on the topic of pooping, so he explained to Zhao Jiuzhou lightly, "It will take a little time to go to the Northwest. Next, we will let you take two to three days off to let you deal with the affairs of the Heihuling sub-helm. You will not be able to return to the community in the future. After you become a member of the military, we will assign you a new residence and arrange New position..."

"Oh..." Zhao Jiuzhou nodded.

Han Keyong suddenly said again: "By the way, you just showed your personal property during the live broadcast, including 20 yuan, which belongs to property of unknown origin. Do you have anything to explain?"

Zhao Jiuzhou's expression changed instantly.

Han Keyong showed a smiling face, "What's the matter? Are you guilty of being a thief?"

Zhao Jiuzhou's Adam's apple moved, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Look, just for this, if we don't keep you, you will be sentenced." Han Ke said.

Zhao Jiuzhou blurted out: "Then I can join the Golden League!"

Han Keyong flashed a fierce light in his eyes for a moment, but immediately calmed down again: "Golden League, I don't like to see you, not only a mystic, but also defected illegally. Is it going to be easier? People who want to kill, I think they can line up for several kilometers. The Golden League must like your head."

Zhao Jiuzhou was a little flustered by Han Keyong's words.

Seeing that Zhao Jiuzhou was finally honest, Han Keyong said slowly: "Your 20, we will confiscate it for you first..."

"Hey! Don't!" Zhao Jiuzhou yelled hurriedly, "I sold the gift that failed the ranking! I sold a phantom beast egg!"

"Sold phantom spirit beast eggs?" Han Ke was speechless, "Identified?"

"No……"

Han Keyong became more and more speechless, "You don't know that phantom beast eggs that haven't been identified belong to military supplies?"

Zhao Jiuzhou shouted: "Damn so many people are selling..."

"Stop talking." Han Ke waved his hand, "Your 20 yuan is illegal income and has been confiscated."

"What am I..."

"Shut up." Han Keyong pulled his face, "Then you haven't hatched your own concentric phantom spirit beast yet, have you?"

"No."

"I'll find you a good one later, and you can buy it as if you paid for it yourself."

Zhao Jiuzhou couldn't refute, so he let out a sigh.

The moment he sighed, he suddenly felt a little pain in his chest.

I casually reached into the combat uniform that I hadn't had time to take off, and felt a wet pile.

He took out his hand and saw that his hand was covered with blood.

"Damn!" Zhao Jiuzhou exclaimed.

Seeing this, Han Keyong hurriedly dropped the pen and paper in his hand, and helped Zhao Jiuzhou take off his combat uniform.

On the combat uniform, a deep scratch was visible to the naked eye.

Zhao Jiuzhou's chest was blood red.

Seeing this, the two reacted at the same time: "That monster!"

——At the moment when he punched the monster just now, before the monster dissipated, its claws just grabbed Zhao Jiuzhou's chest.

"It should be your spiritual power bursting out, helping you seal the wound." Han Ke said in a deep voice, "It seems that you are not so invincible when you are fighting monsters. The thing that can kill you Well, it turns out there are quite a lot..."

(End of this chapter)