There is a name in divination called "Fate", which is a word that has been passed down from ancient China.

The general meaning refers to a mysterious force that attracts each other on two people. Of course, this word does not only work on people, but also people, animals, people and objects. Just like now, Yi Chen feels that his knife is very destined to be together.

There is no need for nonsense to introduce it. Just a glance from the corner of your eyes, you will immediately feel the feeling of "Yes, it's you."

[Lion King? Not confused] - As the old craftsman who casts the knife said, it suddenly cut off Yi Chen's confusion about choosing a weapon. The knife seemed to be saying, "Come on, come here, please choose me, I can be your minion."

This is how things develop.

The new weapon decides.

Before leaving, Yi Chen asked Murarit, "Why did you suddenly want to give me a weapon?"

Murarit smiled and said, "Well, it's a reciprocity exchange. I also collected good information from "Yu Si". This knife is worth a few more, so it's okay to give it to you."

Yi Chen said "Oh", and he thought Murarit had some inspiration from Yushen's ability value and structure after the last battle observation.

However, the actual reason is because of the connection between his blood and evolutionary factors. Because the entire experimental process was hidden from him, Murarit was so generous this time out of a certain condemnation.

“By the way.”

When he left the last time, he seemed to remember something and added another sentence to Yi Chen:

"There are many genre categories of fighting techniques, each with its own advantages. Although I know that the fighting techniques you use are all explored from the duel of life and death, if you talk about the advantages and disadvantages, I really recommend genre martial arts. After all, those things have been tempered by hundreds of generations before they finally took shape. The library of the consortium has some books on genre martial arts. If you have time, go and read it."

…Um…Is the martial arts school?

If you remember correctly, the genre has indeed been passed down for a long time, especially some ancient genres, which even began to develop in the first era, that is, the era named [BC]. The true glorious period of the genre was probably before humans entered the early second era of the gun era. Then when pistols and shells became mainstream, the genre martial arts gradually became "agile gymnastics" and "performance projects", gradually became a flower stand, and withdrew from the stage of history.

Until the Third Era, when the golden age of Kai Master came, human physique had already achieved a leap and evolution comparable to that of Superman. Many moves that are known in genre martial arts as "impossible", "difficult to practice" and "only concepts" were realized due to the emergence of Kai, and therefore these genres were reborn.

"Let's come one by one. I want to memorize the acupoint map given by Lanther first. Ahhhh... It's indeed a hell-style training! I hate reading and memorizing..."

He said to himself.

Although it is a complaint, the tone inside has a kind of joy of fulfilling life.

Yi Chen carried the newly obtained weapon on his shoulder at a slightly tilted angle and left the equipment room with great strides.

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Beep—beep—

It is the sound of electronic instruments, but there is no need to worry about this, because as a huge consortium, there will definitely be a surveillance system in many public places.

Those cameras that follow the program settings tirelessly record everything in the assigned area, regardless of good or bad, black and white, like honest supervisors - unless they are hacked by some hackers, but that chance is slim, because the main system manager of the consortium is the hacker master who can rank among the top 30 in the world.

"Your Excellency, are you talking about him?"

The manager of the main system said that in front of him was an LCD screen.

"Yeah, it's him."

A tall and thin man behind him said.

Judging from his appearance, this man is about fifty years old. He is wearing a tall suit, a bright red tie, a big back hairstyle, and black-framed glasses. He is like the silent godfather of the gangster described in the movie.

This man has no name, but has a code name: mr.r

"Supervise this man."

"As you wish, my lord."

The picture is enlarged, and many small boxes popped up around the screen. What is projected inside is the person who was ordered to monitor by mr.r from various places and different angles:

Yi Chen.

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After issuing the order, mr.r walked directly into his exclusive single room:

Made of super-strong titanium alloy, the resistance to strike is sufficient to resist micronuclear bombs, and it isolates voice and electronic instruments. Even for communication, there are only internal lines to the outside. The only authority to communicate from the outside is only the same level as mr.r.

He dialed a number.

The electronic wiring student opposite the communicator said: "Private number, level -a+, voiceprint confirmation... Please tell your code."

"The Light of Evolution."

mr.r's lips squirmed quickly and said.

"Voiceprint confirmation, password confirmation...access."

After a rustling electronic sound, the picture of the communicator became completely dark.

In that gloomy picture like a dead pool, a dull voice that had been processed electronically: "Is it you?"

"It's me."

mr.r said.

"What's the matter?"

"I intercepted a report from the scientific research department of the consortium, which said that the content of the reaction was related to the project you are currently studying."

“…details?”

"'The effect of evolutionary factors affects humans themselves, and that person's gender is a man' - probably that's the extent."

"Enough."

The mysterious voice across the street said, then paused, and then said, "It's as usual."

It seems that even if I say a few more words, I feel very reluctant to let it go.

Or... the person who spoke with mr.r had a very hidden identity. He didn't want to be exposed. Even a few short calls were very scared?

"Okay." mr.r answered.

Then the keys to stop communication and the sizzling sound of signal cutoff immediately came from the opposite side.

mr.r also hung the communicator aside, then sat on the sofa with a calm expression, crossed his hands and held his chin against the table, not knowing what he was thinking.

x Consortium, twenty-five supreme rulers with letters, and the final twenty-sixth final decision-maker dr.x.

For everyone in the consortium, they are like stars in the sky, heard and seen, but never really touched them. However, these people are like spies lurking in the dark: those surveillance systems, or those around them, will become the eyes of these guys.

What are they thinking and planning?

Unless it is finally the day to uncover the puzzle, everything is a mystery. Or, it is not even a mystery, because these plans have not been leaked at all, and there is no such thing as a fantasy. How can the mystery come about?

For example, Yi Chen is being monitored.

As the party involved, Yi Chen had no idea that he was being monitored.

Lanther didn't know, Mularit didn't know, and mr.d didn't know.
Chapter completed!