from Xingyuan

Chapter 317 023. Excavating Talents
silence.

Time passed by in silence, Atkez felt that the air was gradually filled with a strange atmosphere, the blanket on the ground was slowly rolled up, and the originally warm and pleasant room gradually became dark and humid, vortex, invisible vortex Rising from the abyss, penetrating into this universe from the bottom up, nibbling away bit by bit.

Atkez remained silent, but he clearly felt a buzzing sound coming from his ears.

He heard electromagnetic waves bombarding the planetary atmosphere, high-energy ray explosions destroying civilizations one by one, entropy-increasing waves constantly attacking, collision drums playing, and the prelude to new life given by melting and grinding.

He heard wolves howling and screaming from the lower cantilever of the Lion King constellation. When the first ape picked up the stone, the concerto of guns and magic echoed throughout the universe.

He heard the magnificent epic ending, the icy explosion echoing above the ozone layer, the vacuum does not transmit sound, it only transmits the embers of destruction.

When it all came to an end, Atkez heard only distorted white noise.

From the star abyss, the never-ending twisted hum.

In a trance, he felt that his spiritual power was bent by the star, and his whole body was captured by a powerful attraction. The terrifying shock resonated in every cell in his body, and the infection spread like an epidemic, instantly crushing his whole body.

Trembling, horror, trembling, hysteria.

"——Only those females with extremely high artistic talent, elegant temperament, and beauty can attract his attention."

Fortunately, digging graves is too proficient for magicians. There are not many magicians who have never dug graves... He meant to explore archaeological remains.

Balcomon turned around and said dumbfoundedly:
"You also know that high-level dragon descendants are rare. The people above are thinking about how to keep him with us. No matter how bad it is, it's best to keep his blood descendants."

"He's not a human being, even if he's the synthetic robot of Night Butterfly, he wouldn't be so cold and ruthless."

"This is divinity." Balkomon said: "He has divinity, which is higher than humanity and separated from humanity. It is impossible for human beings to have such a high level of feelings and patterns-humans make mistakes, and The gods will not, the only reason why gods make mistakes is because of insufficient strength, not subjective mistakes."

As a bureaucrat and soldier of an interstellar civilization, Balcomon's vision is much broader, and he has seen a lot of things like rip-offs and taking advantage of both sides.

"It doesn't seem to be a problem, right?" Atkez hesitated for a moment, not aware of the problem.

"This is good for everyone. We don't have to worry about him betraying and leaving in the future, which will cause us to lose too much cost. Leozi will not think that we attach too much importance to him, and require and supervise him too much, which will affect him. opinion of us."

Before Atkez could reply, Balcomon said:

Balkomon was in a mood that was hard to calm down for a long time. He looked at the nebula outside the window and said in a deep voice:
"Atketz, do you know what the problem is?"

"We can't waste such a high-quality talent. As long as he receives education in our university and provides knowledge output, we will earn it. It is appropriate to arrange him in the interstellar school. We can observe his movements while not letting him Feeling neglected."

His tone was full of bewilderment and helplessness, so the sense of oppression and distortion in the air dissipated, Atkez woke up instantly, the clothes on his back were already wet with cold sweat, and the inscribed spell was quickly evaporating.

"That's right. It's a long story, so I'll cut it short."

Balcomon shook his head and said:

"I understand a little bit. It is said that he got the blood of a high-ranking dragon by chance, and thus embarked on a special path. His heart became noble and pure, so he voluntarily joined us and helped us fight."

"I'm afraid the actual situation is even less. After bearing the curse, those who can still stand up and fight are probably not enough to make up a planet. Most of them are gathered in the hands of the three major narrative-level civilizations. At this point, they can What unites them is only the pursuit of the way.”

At this moment, Balcomon suddenly said:
"Damn it, how can you be so indifferent?"

Balcomon explained:
"Existences above the Kappa level, if they want to break through the sublimation of the biological level, they must dive into the abyss to liberate themselves from the shackles-to understand this, and compare it, the existing Kappa in the abyss is currently less than tens of billions. Step, you will know how mysterious the Star Abyss is."

"That's not the case. According to my superficial understanding, she was a character from decades ago, and she just disappeared by accident. Next, it's your job."

"Who would send an obviously inhuman divinity holder to lurk in an illegal civilization—isn't this equal to a firefly at night?"

"You, who are engaged in branch transfers, know this truth, let alone the old foxes at the narrative level."

The implication is that he actually hopes that Balkomon will send someone with him, so that he can continuously pass on his performance to the minister.

But the scary thing is that even the most exciting words in it will only feel empty as long as they are combined.

"Let's just say yes."

If Lioz knows his importance, it is not ruled out that he will sit on the ground and raise the price, or turn around and go to other civilizations to threaten the Crystal Tower civilization to give more resources.

"Minister Balcomon..."

"I will give you two assistants. This task is not difficult, but it requires your long-term attention."

"this is a good idea!"

"However, it does not rule out that this kind of thinking is deliberately used, which reduces the possibility of spies being suspected."

"Even if he is really a narrative-level undercover agent, it doesn't matter. The Interstellar School is originally a place to showcase our Crystal Tower civilization to the outside world."

Atkez praised:
"This way we can save face, and let him work for us, and we don't worry that he will learn the confidential information—everyone takes a step back, and it will be easier for everyone."

"Hey, you think highly of me, Mr. Minister, I'm not very talented, I'm afraid I can't handle the important task you entrusted to me by myself."

"This is also normal. After all, I came back from the star abyss. Even if you look at the entire layer abyss...the number of people who have dived will not exceed several billion."

"Don't worry, my job is first to find talents, and second is to teach and educate people."

Previously, Balcomon exuded the aura of the abyss, obviously feeling the possibility of some relationship between 'Lioz' and the Narrative Level, but at this moment he suddenly regained his composure and made such a rational judgment.

Wanting to stand out from the crowd, Atkez knew he had to put in a lot of performance.

"Is she a person who fell into a deep sleep in ancient times? In that case, she must be an individual with divine blood or a super life race. Our technology...shouldn't be able to resurrect that level?"

What's more, what kind of dangerous missions can a teaching planet have? It is obvious that Minister Balcomon intends to cultivate himself well, whether as the second in command or a candidate in the future-with the character of the minister, it is estimated that similar talents have already There are several.

The most unpretentious style of writing is used throughout the article, everything is simple, and every word is just right.

"It's true that the Narrative level can raise gods, and dragons can also be raised as mounts. Would you let the dragon fall into the hands of the enemy at will?"

Atkez's eyes lit up, this is the rhythm for leaders to cultivate themselves.

After all, in the entire universe, there are not many civilizations that can stably acquire divinity, but in the abyss, narrative-level civilizations just have such qualifications.

Balcomon saw Atkez's thoughts, and simply waved his hand:

"You're right. I don't like the narrative level very much. Although they are overlords, they do things without principles and bottom lines. This possibility does not exist—but we can't let this young man go."

Atkez was taken aback: "There are so few?"

Atkez understands:

"There are too many people named Lioz, even if they become gods later, there will be many." Balkomon shook his head: "Besides, a three-year-old child knows that Lioz and the sixth god he is loyal to 【Dominate Will】—— Murphidria, is the most thorough death."

It's just that this time, it's really become a talent of 'mining'.

Atkez shook his head: "Of course not, the entire civilization of our Crystal Tower is only a high-level dragon clan. There are quite a few low-priced dragon beasts—even if that is the case, we dare not release them."

Balcomon was dumbfounded:

Balcomon picked up the file and threw it on desk three:
"First of all, keep this article confidential and conceal his divinity problem... Don't let this kid enter the temple. Since there is the possibility of a narrative-level civilized spy, why don't you just arrange him in an interstellar-level academy? It also reduces our intelligence sensitivity."

"Please tell me, I will do my best to do a good job." Atkez affirmed.

Balcomon said:
"She is a descendant of someone special. What you need to do is to dig her out, revive her, and then re-cultivate her and train her-the war will last at least 60 years. During this time, it is enough to make her a loyal An agent of the crystal civilization."

"Well, what's the problem? Isn't he going to fight for us?"

However, it did not.

"... There are many narrative-level gods, but what's the point?"

Not only that, Balkomon also thought of a way to get the best of both worlds.

Atkez's eyes brightened:
"The Interstellar Academy is all students from some illegal civilizations and lower-level planetary civilizations that we have allied with. Although the political status is high, the sensitivity is much lower. There will be no secret magic workshops, and there will be no important magic research. project."

"For Lioz's attitude, you should focus on cooperation. While checking his background and growth trajectory, pay attention to cultivating him-remember, only cultivate him, not raise him."

"No matter what, we have to be careful, Minister." Atkez reminded: "A young man with divinity, he deserves more attention than the descendant of the gods—maybe, maybe it was sent by the narrative class spy?"

Atkez thought for a while, then said:
"Archer Duquesne seems to be fighting very hard on the front line. People around me have read about the Battle of the Eye of the Galaxy. He fought against three strong Kappa-level warriors alone without losing the wind. It can be said that with him, The Battle of the Eye of the Galaxy will not be lost. It is a blessing to have such an ally."

"Your consciousness is good, but you have almost no experience. It just so happens that I have a task to be handed over to my subordinates. It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day, so I'll let you take care of it. What do you think?"

"Because of this, this 'Lioz' is of great significance, possessing divinity. Compared with other people, he can take fewer detours in the exploration of the road. Being able to witness how he grows, His resume is a valuable resource in itself.”

It's ordinary, and it's scary.

When Balkomon said this, Atkerz was a little surprised.

Balkomon glanced at Atkez: "You listen to the influence of outsiders, and you know that I have conflicts with narrative-level civilization. Are you worried that you will touch a minefield?"

But even though he wanted to agree, he still had to talk on the spot.

"Great!" Atkez said happily, "So where is she now? Does she need me to do anything?"

Atkez suddenly understood something:
"Uh, minister, what do you mean... Could it be that we have already found such a person?"

Atkez's answer also satisfied Balkomon.The subsequent reports and opinions were relatively in place, and the level was absolutely passed, which made Balcomon nod frequently. After the discussion was over, he admired the young subordinate in front of him very much:

Balcomon looked down at the document in his hand, and what appeared on it was an argumentative article of no more than [-] words.

Balcomon said with some joy in his tone:
"This guy is of golden dragon blood, born an artist, with high aesthetic standards. Secondly, he is a monk, who scoffs at worldly desires."

When Atkez heard that it was his professional task, he immediately relaxed a lot:

In fact, there is one more point that Barcomon didn't say.

Balkomon pondered for a moment, released a shielding magic on the spot, and then said with confidence:
"Do you know that Golden Dragon Monk, Archer Duken Monser?"

Atkez said:

"Do you think that this young man named Leoz is the same as the Leoz in the fairy tale..."

Balkomon’s method surprised Atkez—he thought that the man in front of him would choose to eliminate or expel Leoz—after all, Balkomon had problems with narrative-level civilizations, and he had extremely bad-tempered remarks. It has long since spread throughout civilization.

"No, that's not it."

As a technocrat, Atkez is still very confident in dealing with problems, but he is afraid that no one will care if he has made political achievements.

"You mean, only educational resources are given, not growth resources?"

"Buried in the ground."

Atkez replied:
"This is not something that a human can write. There is no smoke and human touch in the text, but he is absolutely correct. Even a robot can't be so correct."

If Leoz dared to play this game with them, Balcomon would not mind letting him experience a gamma ray burst.

"What's the girl's name? I think I need to collect her information and see if I can find relevant records."

It stands to reason that if a woman with a beautiful appearance, excellent temperament and not low artistic talent has been sleeping for too many years, it should not be difficult to find in the history books.

"Vilia."

Balcomon said:
"Full name is: Velvey Elia San Valentino."

(End of this chapter)