Terra's Magnetic Field

"What's wrong? Did you think we would install an Originium chip in you?" Wan joked. "The tracker is to ensure

You will not deviate from the mission location, and the nanobombs will automatically destroy your body if you die in battle or fail the mission, to prevent you from being caught by Ursus. If you don't die in battle, they will be useless."

"Destroy? But don't we, the magnetic field guys, just break into pieces when we die? Where did the remains come from?"

"Boss, I hate employees like you who ask questions all the time," Wan's ruthless eyes made Jeston shut up.

"You are a magnetic field guy. When you die, you will turn into fragments, but not all the others with you are like that. They naturally need this kind of thing. You can't ask me to treat you differently, right?"

"And your mission is relatively simple. It is to sneak into a military warehouse in Chernobyl and take away what I want. It is about the size of a sleeping cabin, the kind that used to be in the Rhine Life lounge..." Wan said while gesturing.

"I'm not asking you to sneak into Che City, occupy that place and then attack the main city of Ursus. Don't take yourself too seriously."

"This operation is mainly to gild Amiya and show her leadership ability to the operators. She is very well behaved. This operation is basically like taking a child on a picnic. Um... yes, that's it!"

After Wan finished speaking, he put his hands on his hips. Jeston was about to say something but hesitated. Seeing him like this, Wan simply asked, "What else do you want to ask?"

"Why don't you send the soldier girl? She can be said to be an all-round advanced replacement for me, just like the plus version or premium version of a mobile phone... and she is more reliable and more trustworthy."

"Um... well..." Wan's eyes turned around, and after thinking for a while, he answered, "She hasn't been in a good state recently..."

"Oh……"

The conversation ended in an extremely awkward atmosphere.

After getting Kal'tsit's permission, Jeston turned over from the operating table, twisted his neck, and felt nothing unusual.

"Is the thing on the back of my neck really working? Why can't I sense it even when I use my strength?"

"It's working, if something goes wrong your head will fly off..."

Before Kal'tsit could finish her words, she was hit on the butt by Wan's whip. Then Wan rolled his eyes at her, signaling her to stop talking nonsense.

"Boss, I have another question..."

"speak"

"Am I the [Suicide Squad] now?"

In the 1970s and 1980s, the Colombian government had a special operations team. Their legend was circulated in the underground world, and they were called the "Suicide Squad." As the name suggests, it is a special operations team that specializes in suicidal and difficult missions.

This team has no fixed members. For each operation, they extract the required serious criminals from the prison according to the nature of the mission, and lure them to do things with benefits such as reduced sentences. Sometimes they also resort to coercion and threats.

The operation mode of that team is very similar to what Jason is facing now...

“…………………………”

Wan was silent. She didn't want to answer the question directly. She just said vaguely, "What are you thinking about?" and walked towards the door. "Let's go meet your teammates in this operation. They all have special skills and will act as your brothers and sisters, blood relatives and loved ones in the next period of time..."

From this statement, Jeston understood:

"This is the Suicide Squad!"

That’s all for today.

Volume 361: Chapter Chapter The Rotten Inner

Saria stood at the door of her apartment, and now she was going to return to her own world. She had a 12-inch pizza under her arm that she had just bought from a fast food restaurant down the street, and she was going to eat it while watching The Simpsons, which was her most common way of entertaining herself.

The apartment across from Saria is a stand-alone building of the same size as the Hemer family. It is a two-story villa with a garden pool at the back. It is a rare benefit allocated by Rhodes Island to senior elite operators.

The reason why this thing is called an "apartment" instead of a "home" is because an apartment is a place where people live, while a home is a place where a family lives. Saria lost her home a long time ago...

Saria walked past the wooden railings at the entrance. Every piece of wood was painted with exquisite white pearl paint, but because it had not been taken care of for too long, some of the paint began to fall off, and the weeds on the lawn were increasing. Saria didn't have the time to clean up, and she didn't want to call a cleaning company to come over. She hated other people entering her "territory"...

When passing by the lawn, Saria stopped and looked down at the dwarf statue in the shape of Bart standing on the lawn. Almost every family in Colombia puts this kind of decoration outside their home. Saria doesn't know the specific meaning, she just thinks it's fun.

"You should mow the lawn," the sudden voice startled Saria. She was so distracted that she didn't even notice someone standing behind her. She turned around quickly and saw the woman standing behind her, looking at her with one hand on her waist.

"Who are you?" Facing the pink-haired Sakota woman, Saria couldn't remember her name or even her code name for a moment, even though they had been neighbors for almost three years. For a moment, an awkward atmosphere spread, but fortunately, the woman was more considerate and took the initiative to help her out.

"Ambir, it's both a code name and a name." Ambir said, holding his right hand against his chest.

"I am a real name advocate. I hate those fancy code names. Don't you think so? Director Saria?"

Ambil deliberately emphasized the word "director", which made Saria feel a little at a loss.

"Oh... yes... I..." Saria murmured. It was hard to imagine that she, who was so strong in the workplace, would be in such an embarrassing situation.

"Um... when did you walk behind me? I didn't even notice... hehe..." Saria laughed awkwardly, and Amber still replied in that lazy tone:

"I was standing here the whole time. I was just planning to go out for a walk. I usually work the night shift, so I have more free time during the day."

"That's it..."

"It's okay, Director Saria, you don't have to apologize," Amber expressionlessly took out a Pocky chocolate bar from the paper box she carried with her and put it in her mouth. It was obviously just a snack, but she felt like an old man smoking a cigarette.

"You are a high-ranking elite operator with a prominent position. You have many important matters to deal with every day. It is normal that you can't remember or see small characters like me."

Although it sounded like words of comfort, Saria could taste the irony in them. The harsh and sharp irony was enough to cut a hole in her already tired heart...

If it were in the past, Saria might have argued with Amber, but now she just nodded and replied:

"Um... yes..."

She was about to leave, but after turning around, Amber called her back:

"Remember to mow the lawn. This part in front of every house belongs to the public area of ​​the street. You don't usually participate in community activities, so the neighborhood committee asked me to inform you."

“And garbage sorting…”

"Oh, I see." Saria walked into the door listlessly, hooked the door handle with the barb of her tail, closed the door, pulled the bolt, and the world finally became quiet.

"Ambel... huh? If she's just an ordinary operator, why would she live in a community of high-level elite operators? Does she share the apartment with others? Or do the Sakotas have any privileges in this place?" In Saria's impression, the Sakotas of Rhodes Island seemed to be doing well.

Saria walked to the living room and put the pizza box on the dining table, then walked to the kitchen and turned on the tap to wash her hands and face. The previous battle with Xiaodao had made her makeup and appearance a little messy. If Wan hadn't helped her, she would probably have died...

"...Huh..." Saria placed her hands on the marble countertops on both sides of the pool and looked down at the accumulated water in the pool. In the turbid water, she saw the scene of the previous battle, which she imagined in the third person.

Whenever she recalled the feeling of the knife delivering that fatal blow, Saria felt a lump in her throat. That feeling suffocated her. For the first time in her life, she experienced despair and death.

God was too cruel to her to suffer such a blow just when she had made a breakthrough and was at the peak of her popularity.

Looking back on the past, it seems that nothing has ever gone smoothly for her.

As soon as she broke through the 500,000 horsepower [Anti-gravity Realm], she had to face the test of her character. If she could not overcome the fear brought by the knife, she would accomplish nothing and spend the rest of her life in a daze.

But it was impossible to fight Xiaodao again. She would never allow the two juniors she valued the most to kill each other. If it wasn't a fight to the death, if it wasn't to find victory in a fight to the death, then what was the point?

"Alas..." Saria sighed again, then pulled up the lid under the sink and drained the dirty water. Amid the sound of splashing water, Saria opened the refrigerator on the left and looked at the empty interior in a daze.

She then remembered that she hadn't cooked at home for a long time, and tried to open the cabinet above the kitchen, but she only found a bag of dried and moldy bread slices after searching through it...

Saria threw the bread into the trash can, and a few black bugs flew out of it, followed by a foul smell from the trash can, which made her frown unconsciously. This trash can had obviously not been emptied for a long time, and the bottom part was filled with rotten juice from rotting kitchen waste, which was extremely disgusting.

"Ugh..." Saria picked up the garbage bag in the trash can. Just as she was about to throw the oozing stuff out of the house, it suddenly "leaked"! The entire bottom surface broke because it couldn't bear the weight of the garbage inside. For a moment, the dirty and smelly garbage inside covered most of the kitchen... (You can think of the scene in Tiga where the rotten monster was lifted up by an airplane and its internal organs were spilled all over the floor...)

"Roar... Roar! Damn it!" Electricity rushed out of Saria's body. She had the urge to destroy everything. Why? Why was she always so unlucky? So damn evil? !

"Damn it! Nonsense..." After a strong breath, Saria actually suppressed the urge to destroy? She remembered what the waiter had said to her:

"If you can't control your desires and impulses, you are no different from the lowest level of beasts. The truly strong are self-disciplined and rational people."

According to Wan, Xiaoer once asked her to cast the highest level of Heavenly Lock on him in order to temper his character. He stood alone in the snowy land of Xugula without being able to exert any power, letting the wolves bite him, and controlling himself not to fight back. (The physical strength of the magnetic field man is far beyond that of ordinary people even without using power. Although he was not bitten to death, it was still very painful.)

After three months of purgatory-like training, Xiao Er completely mastered his mind and strength, and was able to comprehend the highest [wisdom], which enabled him to use other

Use methods that are difficult for the strong to understand to break the top-level sky lock by yourself.

Compared with such deeds, the [grievance] that Saria suffered at this time can only be said to be insignificant.

Perhaps because of her near-death experience, Saria's mentality has changed. She now wants to do something she has always been reluctant to do, which is to hone her patience and temper her state of mind.

The current on the surface of the body dissipated, and in addition to the rotten smell in the kitchen, there was also a dry and burnt smell.

"Alas..." Saria picked up the broom beside her and swept the rotten melon peels, egg shells, rotten meat and other things on the ground into the trash can, then poured them into a thicker trash bag and sent them to the garbage collection point across the street. After returning home, she threw the trash can into the bathroom and rinsed it with the shower head after preparation.

Later, Saria took out a large bag of toilet paper and used it to soak up the mess on the kitchen floor. After mopping the floor seven or eight times and spraying half a bottle of air freshener, she managed to cover up the stench.

“…Huh…” Although she didn’t feel tired, Saria still wiped the sweat off her face.

Is this what Wan meant by being more like an ordinary person? Try not to use your powers in your daily life and act like an ordinary person? This is indeed quite novel for Saria, who has relied too much on power since she was a child, but can this bring about a change for her?

I don’t know, we’ll have to wait for some time to find out…

That’s all for today.

Volume 362: Chapter Chapter Reflection

"Hehe~" Saria sat on the sofa and smiled foolishly. The TV was playing a tape of The Simpsons that she had randomly picked out from her collection. It was the episode where the good neighbor Flanders mistakenly thought he could hear the voice of God and then went on a killing spree. In the end, it was revealed that he was fooled by Hou Mo.

In addition to this series, Saria also collected many classic animated films and special effects films from the last century, such as the "Akira" and "Godzilla" series, as well as some domestic kung fu martial arts films, such as "Drunken Master", "Wheels on Meals", "Flying Eagle Project" and "Shang Shu Da Xia". She learned her poor foreign language from these videotapes.

The reason she started collecting videotapes was that Xiao Er once went on a long trip and said he would be back in a month. He asked her to learn about the fighting techniques of other countries during this time and gave her a small sum of money to collect information.

Then, Saria, who was only fourteen years old at the time, walked into a place called "Video Store" and came out half an hour later with a bunch of videotapes...

Whether it's animation, special effects, martial arts, WWE variety shows, or documentaries, as long as it's related to fighting, Saria will refer to it and study it carefully.

Whether it is boxing, karate, joint techniques, grappling and other real-life moves, or atomic breath, spaceship, rocket punches that only exist in virtual works... Saria will not let them go.

After a month of "hard training" on the sofa, Saria was able to reproduce some of the moves she saw in the video tape with her amazing talent. At that time, she thought she had mastered most of the fighting skills in the world, and she believed that her martial arts attainments had reached an extremely high level.

With the breakthrough in fighting, the young Saria's confidence increased, and she was not afraid even when facing Wan and Xiao Er at the same time...

Later, on the day when Xiao Er came back, after a month of non-stop killing in space, Xiao Er single-handedly annihilated an entire planet's alien army. At that time, his spirit and patience had reached a critical point. When he opened the door, he saw the floor full of garbage and videotape packaging, and the little meat ball lying on the sofa and giggling...

That same day, Xiao Er passed on his lifelong skill [Explosive Fist] to Saria, using a fist-transmitting method similar to Wanchou's.

Although he was angry at her for not fighting back, Xiao Er did not interfere with Saria's habit of collecting videotapes since then. Perhaps he felt that she really needed to relax...

Next to the TV is a collection of vintage super robot toys from Saria's collection. Each of these rough-made but solid toys can fetch a high price in the market. If you see them piled up in a pile and gathering dust, most collectors will probably cry, right?

Before she knew it, she had finished watching the entire episode. Saria was still savoring the experience. She stood up and was about to change the tape. "Hmm... what should I play next? The Godzilla vs. Biollante movie was pretty good, and Devil May Cry was also interesting... or should I watch Akira again? Or The Silence of the Lambs? ... Pulp Fiction?"

Saria squatted down and rummaged through the cabinet under the TV, where some of the movies she often watched were arranged in order. "Hum hum hum~", she hummed a tune.

This is the happiest and most comfortable time for Saria, and she can put all her worries behind her.

"You want to escape reality by immersing yourself in these unreal and childish things again. You are always like this, without making any progress at all."

"Who?!" Saria turned around abruptly, knelt on one knee and looked around alertly, but there was no one else in the whole house except her.

"You know who I am, Saria. You have always known it very well. I am you..." A figure flashed across the full-length mirror placed at the entrance of the living room, and then the familiar voice came again, "We are each other's positive and negative, each other's reflection, and we are one. It's just that you have become content with the status quo and have no ambition to make progress, so you divide me."

"What..." Saria slowly walked towards the waiting

The reflection in the mirror was not her current reflection, but her most spirited appearance when she was young, wearing the battle uniform of Jiancheng...

The reflection of herself smirked at her. This guy had something that Saria was missing, that bohemian vibe.

The self in the mirror pointed at Saria and said to her:

"Do you really think you can get rid of me once and for all, sister?"

Perhaps because of the further increase in power, the part of Saria that was originally suppressed by reason began to become more active than before. Although she knew that what was in front of her was just an illusion, Saria still found it incredible. Is she schizophrenic now?

"Beautiful girl, why do you have such a sullen face? You don't seem happy to see me?" The self in the mirror first crossed her arms and then shrugged her shoulders to show a relaxed gesture. She looked much more energetic than Saria outside.

"Oh, I see. Are you afraid of me? Afraid to face the truest part of your heart? Come, it's time to accept your true self. You have to admit it, right? There was a moment before when you accepted me from the bottom of your heart and admitted that you liked killing, so you were able to make a breakthrough."

"No..." Saria stared at herself in the mirror, "You are not real at all! You are just a fantasy I created because of psychological repression... Damn... Why am I talking to myself here?" She held her forehead and was about to sit back on the sofa.

Lying on the sofa, the TV in front of her turned into a blue screen due to lack of signal source, and kept making a "sizzling" sound of electricity. This silent noise made Saria even more flustered.

That’s all for today.

Volume 363: Chapter Chapter Like a Diamond

Even after sitting on the sofa, the shadow of the past still did not let Saria go. She soon appeared in the glass on the coffee table. A familiar voice echoed in Saria's mind. Another self said in a gentle tone:

"Do you remember what happened when we were little? How did our biological father treat us before we were adopted by Xiao Er? At that time, our mother had just escaped from him when he was down and out. Whenever he was in a bad mood, he would vent his anger on us and beat us against the wall. That bastard was an alcoholic, swearing and lying, but didn't we make it through?"

"We always hold on, we always survive, no matter what happens, no matter what kind of people we face."

"We have always been very strong, you know that."

"Now I will also help us through this difficult time, as long as you and I work together," the self in the glass pointed to Saria outside, "I can understand your fear of that... um... I don't know what his name is, we can..."

"What if it really doesn't work?" Saria finally interrupted her other self's speech, "What if it's really like Bella said, I really am not cut out to be a strong person? Maybe it was a mistake for Xiao Er to choose me back then..."

"I'm just a show-off. Now almost everyone around me knows that I have no real ability, Wan, Hemer, Mel, White Owl, Magellan, Kal'tsit, Lappland... even that Luper man whose name I didn't know before..." Saria was in a low mood, and her drooping eyes became wet, looking like a wronged little girl. This was probably the look she least wanted to show in front of others...

"Shit! Why do you care so much about what other people think?!" The other self shouted, stopping Saria from talking, and then turned back to his previous gentle self, "Come on, tell me your true feelings deep in your heart, what do you want most? I want you to say it yourself."

"speak out!"

"I...I...I want them to love me more and pay attention to me..." Saria was shy. She clasped her hands together and the big tail behind her was limp and stuck to the ground.