Router stands in front of an oval metal bay.

This inspection compartment is very sci-fi, with a streamlined appearance. The upper part is a transparent glass hatch and the lower part is a silver metal that is indescribable.

"Lying in."

Turner pressed a certain position on the cabin, and the glass hatch slowly opened. It was very neat inside, and the four walls were smooth silver metal.

Ruler lay in as he said.

Turner pressed it down at a certain position on the cabin again, and the hatch cover closed, and then entered the scanning stage.

The route was lying in the cabin and felt a little nervous.

Although the environment is closed, it does not affect breathing. It is just a subconscious reaction of human beings, which is the so-called claustrophobia.

The scanning process was very fast. After about five minutes, the hatch lid automatically opened. The route was stunned. Although he was not clear about it, he could only come out.

"It's just an ordinary test. In the future, you will also have such a test chamber, which can detect your own improvements at all times."

Turner had already sat back at his desk. Seeing that the route was still a little alert, he smiled and raised his glass to signal.

The route's eyes lit up again.

In "Evolution", you can intuitively feel your improvement through the player character panel, but now you are banned from going online. If there is no similar improvement channel in the future, it would be better to have such a detection warehouse that can obtain all kinds of data from you at all times.

"Now you just need to wait patiently for a while, and leave the rest to the big guys above. Let's talk about something else first."

Turner signaled the route to sit down.

Rule sat opposite Turner, picked up his glass and took a sip, calming down his inner uneasiness. It was related to his future, and he couldn't help but be nervous.

“This is their address.”

Turner was also a straightforward person, and he pushed a note straight to the point, with only one address on it.

The route's eyes swept over and his expression became solemn.

"Although your mental strength is very good, you are facing a stronger camp now. The wars over the past countless years have taught us and them how to hide ourselves."

Turner smiled and took a sip of the wine: "It's not easy to find them."

Router nodded.

After completing the second qualitative change of mental power, he used the mental power field to search for the traces of those people of Quak. There was teleportation of the death cemetery, and the entire earth was pitifully small to him.

However, until now, he has never discovered the traces of Quaker and others. Except for Hamletto, the abandoned sons thrown out by Quaker, which directly led to the forced suspension of the global hunting plan, even if there is the information provided by Turner.

"Are you sure they're here?"

Router picked up the note and swayed in front of Turner.

Turner shrugged: "If they haven't evacuated yet, it's definitely here."

Hearing this, Route frowned.

Turner's explanation disappointed him a little. He thought that Quak and others would not hide because of their strength, but who would have thought they would be so vigilant?

There are addresses that may be invalid at any time, so what is the use of them?

Turner seemed to hear the voice of the route and shook his head with a smile: "If you can survive in the camp until now, don't expect someone to take it lightly. The only consequence of taking it lightly is death."

"You have shown strength that can threaten them, not to mention me. If he is so easy to deal with, he is not worthy of being my opponent."

The route did not comment and continued to ask: "How powerful is the organization behind him?"

"He's the same as me."

Turner explained frankly: "We have thirteen members in our camp, and there are also thirteen members in their side. Quick is one of the eighth MPs directly under the Light Camp, and his status is equal to me."

After a pause, he said confidently: "Don't worry that the organization behind him will take revenge on you. The organization will give you corresponding rewards, and my lobbying... I can guarantee that you will not be threatened within three years."

The route continues to remain silent.

After he returned from rebirth, he did not have the word trust in his dictionary, and the only exception was two girls. Although Turner was confident, he was not among his trust.

Turner was also a personal genius, and didn't say much, but took out a file bag and pushed it in front of the route: "This is all the information about them."

The route opened the file bag and was thick inside. After looking through it carefully, he found that it was only the detailed information of three people. He couldn't help but frown again.

"Other people's information?"

"Prudence is an advantage and a disadvantage. In my opinion, except for these three goals, others are by no means your opponent. All you need to pay attention to is the three of them."

Turner smiled and looked at the route, playing with the wine glass in his hand.

Rue suddenly smiled and did not ask for other people's information. He lowered his head and carefully browsed the three information. He could see that this was probably the so-called killing stick.

Any newcomer will face the old man's difficulties, kind-hearted and malicious, who knows?

Turner may not have malice, but he also abides by this unwritten unwritten rule, just to imply that he should not be arrogant and obey the old man's arrangements.

Seeing the router looking down at browsing information, a smile flashed in Turner's eyes.

He looks very young, but in fact he has been in the camp for many years before he has reached his current position. Over the years, he has seen many newcomers.

Unruly and gentle.

Among them, the rebellious newcomers account for the majority. After all, being able to stand out from such a cruel assessment is nonsense.

However, among the unruly newcomers, there are only a handful of newcomers who can make their debut, and gentle newcomers are often more likely to get to the top. He is one of the examples.

After seeing the route for the first time, he admired this newcomer with good potential, so he was willing to give all kinds of support and show kindness. Now, he even took a high look at the route.

Only by being able to bend and stretch can one survive in the cruel camp. On the contrary, you will be beaten by reality and if you can't stand it, you will all become ashes.

He is optimistic about the future of routing and is not afraid to find a suitable ally for himself.

Although the name of the slave clan is not nice, it represents the evolution of life level and has a longer life span. The future is still long, and no one will know whether the rookie will become a high-ranking member of the parliament in the future.

If the route is developed and now showing goodwill, it will be like getting a VIP ticket.

If you die halfway through the road, there will be no loss. It is just a waste of energy and time, and it will have no effect on yourself.

In short, this is an investment that is stable and profitable.

After a long time, after reading these three documents, Router took a deep breath and clearly realized the strength of his opponent for the first time.

“As…”

When Turner saw that the route had finished reading the information, he raised his glass with a smile. Unexpectedly, just as he spoke, a figure suddenly appeared in the room, which immediately made the smile on his face frozen.

"Mr. Troy..."
Chapter completed!