Reborn as a beautiful girl, I want to be the best in the world

Bob lit up a cigar that tasted like the ones his former superiors had smoked in the army.

"Your piece of land happens to be on the road of the development zone. I know you managed to get it from that old man some time ago. How about I give you half the price and sell it to me?"

Not for sale

I won't sell it even at full price, not half price.

Bob rubbed his temple, but would a synthetic skull be useful?

"Miss Zhi, I've given you a lot of face. I see you're not a foreigner. You probably don't know Andran's current situation, right?"

This... I'm not sure

"Although Anderan is now under the control of the Empire, Miss Zhi is not the kind of person who doesn't know the overall situation. She should understand who is actually in charge of Anderan, right?"

Bob's half-mechanical face smiled unpleasantly and exhaled a puff of smoke.

Although Andran has a new group of people today, it is still actually controlled by the nobles of the empire. They are just not as excessive as before. I still know this.

"I won't hide some things from you. I invited you here today because you are an Oriental and a native of Anderland. If it were someone else, I would have directly demolished it. Why would I waste so much time talking?"

Bob directly threw out a bundle of cash from his drawer. I took a quick look and saw that there were indeed tens of thousands of dollars in it, which should be half of the price I paid for the land of the store.

His meaning is very clear, take it or leave

I shook my head, still didn't change my mind

"Well, then it's not our fault."

The next moment, the door of Bob's office suddenly opened, and a group of half-reformed gangsters rushed in and tried to grab my arms.

I didn't just sit there and wait for death. I threw the guy who was rushing towards me away with an over-the-shoulder throw. As for attacking his vital points, that goes without saying. But unfortunately, the environment here was too small after all. The remaining group of people learned their lesson and several of them blocked the door with electric batons to stop my way.

Bob, who was sitting in the office chair, finally lost his patience and threw his huge prosthetic limb at me.

My reaction was quick enough, and the iron fist almost brushed my cheek as it hit the wall behind me, leaving a huge fist mark.

Stop joking, this is a real military product, made for the purpose of killing. I have nothing on me so how can I directly fight against it.

Seeing that the first punch didn't hit, Bob didn't get impatient. He was like a boxer who pushed his opponent into a dead corner in the ring. He began to swing his huge prosthetic limbs to reduce the range of his opponent's movement. I found the right opportunity, grabbed the whiskey on his table and opened a bottle for him.

I'm not crazy enough to use my flesh to fight against prosthetic limbs.

When the first batch of prosthetic soldiers of the Imperial Alliance stepped onto the battlefield, they defeated the Antarctic Alliance, which was once famous for its military strength, and turned it into a worthless scrap. I'm just a supply division, not a Valkyrie.

"What a pity. Such a beautiful person could be sold for a lot of money even if she is just a mind control."

Bob wiped the bottle shards off his head and kicked me against the wall.

it hurts

But before the pain, there was a buzzing in the ears.

Looking at the huge prosthetic limb that was about to hit my head, I couldn't even lift my hand. At this last moment of my life, the person I thought of was not Freya, or even any Valkyrie.

It was a figure whose face could not be seen clearly, so familiar, yet so strange.

The expected heavy blow did not come. If you want to know why

"Hey"

The slender arm blocked the huge prosthetic limb, but Bob was unable to move and looked at the figure in front of him with horror.

Dazzling golden hair, tall figure, and those pointed elf ears

"Did I let you do that to my woman?"

A familiar figure stood in front of me, and the slender arm pressed down the huge prosthesis effortlessly.

Bob looked at the elf in disbelief. As a gang leader, he was a very perceptive person and naturally knew that Andran did not have a native elf race. As for the opponent's strength? Even the military prosthesis was taken over by him with his bare hands. Isn't that enough proof?

But now the arrow is on the string and must be fired.

"Do it!"

Freya didn't even blink as Bob roared.

The black muzzles of guns suddenly stretched out from all directions. The teenagers who were still on the assembly line pulled out shiny machetes from under the conveyor belts and surrounded the office.

"I'm not interested in remembering your name. If you want to get out of this alive, tell your people to get lost."

Freya smiled contemptuously, clamped the mechanical prosthesis with five fingers, and Bob could not move. What was the use of having more people, because what stood in front of them was a humanoid self-propelled weapon.

"That's hard to say, brothers, aim at the woman behind her!"

In an instant, the guns were pointed at me.

However, Bob did not see the slightest bit of nervousness on Freya's face, and she even looked quite relaxed. This made him even more confused as to why she was so calm despite the situation.

"I'll count to three for you, one, two..."

boom!

Bob's other hand was holding a shotgun, and he shot Freya in the head.

The smoke cleared and Freya didn't move at all.

After connecting to the Sea of ​​Souls, the power of the mind will become the strongest barrier for the Valkyries. This is probably the most idealistic power in the world. As long as the will is firm, there is almost no attack that cannot be blocked.

As for the shotgun, Freya's body can withstand it even without the barrier.

"I, I surrender..."

Bob looked at Freya who was unharmed, and the shotgun in his hand had already fallen to the ground.

He knew that he was in big trouble this time. Although a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake, the dragon that had returned this time might be able to swallow him and the local snake behind him in one bite.

"What about you? Are you still going to shoot?"

Freya looked coldly at the gang members who had gathered around her, and gradually exerted force on the hand holding the prosthetic limb, forcibly pressing Bob to the ground, as if he had knelt down in front of Freya.

However, only Bob understood the horror of Freya's methods.

The gang members, some of whom were even teenagers, looked at the kneeling Bob in confusion, and then clenched their guns again. Although their hands were shaking, they aimed at Freya.

This made Bob's scalp tingle. He was really afraid that if he offended this female villain, no one would survive.

“Stop, stop it…”

Enduring the pain from his prosthetic limbs, Bob spoke to the gang members around him, but just as he finished speaking, he heard a voice suddenly coming from the crowd.

"Boss, we're here to save you!"

Suddenly, the fierce flames engulfed us from all directions, and along with them, Bob's desperate eyes.

"Are you okay? Can you stand up?"

A transparent surface appeared around Freya to block the bullets. She reached out and pulled me up. Although I was still a little dazed, I was able to stand up.

When things developed to this point, those teenagers also realized how serious it was.

Of course, it doesn't mean that they know Freya is a Valkyrie, but the position of this defense around. Ordinary people can only see this thing when promoting the empire's military strength, and this thing only appears on the aerospace carrier.

Even a fool knows how the Astra Union was destroyed by the aerospace carrier. Who would dare to provoke such a thing?

"Still running? You want to leave after you've picked a fight?"

Freya sneered and waved her hand, and two people mixed in the crowd were thrown out and hit the wall heavily.

These are not your people, right?

I looked at Bob, who was sweating profusely. I guess he wouldn't lie at this time.

"This... I really don't know, but I can't afford the gun they have."

Bob said tremblingly, I walked over to the two men and picked up the well-camouflaged "automatic rifle".

Model NA901 is another retired standard weapon

Freya and I looked at each other, and it was clear who could get this kind of stuff. Bob in front of us was at most a shady guy, and he didn't have the ability or the courage to get this kind of "hard dish".

How to do?

"What else can I do? How can I just swallow my anger and go back to someone who bullied me?"

Freya raised her eyebrows and let go of the prosthetic limb that was about to be deformed. She has always had such a bad temper and would never give in.

Whether it was when he was in the Valkyrie team, or now he is by my side.

Well... this feeling isn't that bad though.

Extra: The Superpower 1

ps: The extra chapters are basically some fantastic ideas. If you like them, I will probably choose an idea to start the next book.

She witnessed her roommate being killed by some monster

"You may not believe it, but there are aliens in the heavily guarded Imperial Military Academy..."

Li Que looked obviously anxious, but I did not add to her anxiety. I just looked at her calmly.

"Tell me about it, maybe I can help you."

"My roommate died a few days ago..."

I was a little confused by Li Que's fearful description.

It can lure the target with sound, and then tear the person apart with tremendous force.

It sounds like a vampire, but we should have wiped out all the vampires. If there were any vampires, I would have discovered them.

But seeing that there was no reaction to the spell on my wrist, he should not be a vampire.

"I'm very scared that I will be the next target, so I've been renting a house outside for a while, but I'm going to run out of money soon, and I can't live outside forever."

Li Que looked like she was about to cry, which made me sigh softly.

"Didn't you report to the academy?"

But I can't reveal my identity easily. Things are so weird that I have to go and take a look.

"Of course I reported it!"

Li Que slammed the table and said excitedly.

But she immediately realized her impoliteness and sat down embarrassedly.

"But the college said there are no aliens and my roommate just died accidentally."

Logically speaking, the military academy would not engage in such perfunctory actions, especially in the case of abnormal deaths.

If there really were aliens hiding in the academy, they would be eager to find them and kill them.

Since the college said so, there must be a reason.

"How about this, Miss Li, I'll go and ask around for you first, maybe I can find out some news."

When Li Que heard what I said, her eyes became a little dazed. Obviously, although she respected me as a librarian, she didn't think I could help with this matter.

After seeing Li Que off, I was wondering where I should let Shati stay today.

On the way home, I bought this little girl a skewer of chicken wings, and she kept licking her fingers after eating.

"First Star..."

Holding my hand, Satira followed beside me and pointed her fingers.

"what's wrong?"

"That sister...she's lying"

"Good kids, don't lie."

I squatted down and spoke to Satira very seriously.

When dealing with children, you certainly cannot talk to them from a condescending perspective. Otherwise, even if you tell them the truth, they will inevitably have fear and rebellious psychology.

"But, really..."

Satira pouted, but she didn't look like she was lying.

So how did the child make that judgment?

Of course, I have studied so-called psychology and tactical psychological intervention, but this child can't have studied it too, right?

"Then how did you know that?"