Extraordinary Pedigree.

"Go ahead, these things are not what we should care about right now. What we have to do now is to find each other before the vampires in A3 run away."

Xia Xiu stretched out his hand and pressed the top hat on his head, his eyes fell on those children suffering from [Pissiodactyly], his deep golden eyes flashed a different kind of complicated emotion.

He just glanced at it, and then urged Zhou Zhou to keep up with him.

Zhou Zhou looked at the children with hippie smiles, and then raised his feet to follow the back of the blond youth in front of him.

"Where are we going next?" Zhou Zhou, who followed Xia Xiu's footsteps, asked him back.

"Go to the protected area of ​​the A3 hub, our teammates will stay there."

While answering Zhou Zhou's questions, Xia Xiu continued to move towards the goal without haste, but Zhou Zhou seemed not very interested in talking with him, and he didn't say much, but chose to keep up with the other party honestly.

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A3 Hub · Reserve.

Jurisdiction areas are generally divided within the hub according to different classes and types of work. Controversial area divisions will be classified as "XX Street". Groups do not govern.

Therefore, the block is the territory of the gangsters, and the vacuum surrounded by multiple blocks is the protected area, which is the "feeding ground" for the gangsters to collect protection fees.

Those who settled in the protected area were mostly sub-humans who suffered from [Odd-foot Disease], gray people who suffered from [Ore Disease] in the Oretin Empire, or those who suffered from [Gear Mechanization] in the Daeva Empire. ] and [Time Lag Sickness] refugees, these wretches are the most exploited labor force of the gangsters, and they have a contemptuous title in the hub - [Pseudohuman].

In Terra's existing extraordinary regulations, [pseudohuman] has always been in an ambiguous range. Like the curtain, it is a topic that people don't want to talk about.

In the protected area, [pseudohumans] need to pay high protection fees. Once they cannot pay, they will be forced by the gangsters to mine [thaumaturgy stone] in minerals with high radiation distortion. Makes [Ore Disease] aggravated.It should be noted that the various diseases of the [pseudohuman] can be superimposed, and often the more superimposed, the faster the death.

The non-lineage ancient forces that exist today are still highly dependent on [Thaumaturgy Stone] for spellcasting assistance. They do not have the high-end and extraordinary technology of lineage that can quickly extract EVE particles in [Ocean of Ether].

But now, there is a conflict happening every day in the reserve.

"Haven't we already paid the protection fee before, and it's only been three days."

Creighton is trying his best to suppress his anger, his right hand is tightly clutching the [casting staff] used by the ancient method to cast thaumaturgy, the gray crystals on his face seem to feel his anger and go crazy flickering.

In front of Creighton, stood a group of gangsters with bone protective masks on their faces and rough [thaumaturgy riot guns] in their hands. The tall man at the head was the person in charge of asking for protection money this time. At this time, Quinton sneered at Creighton in a slow tone and said:

"Dear old Creighton, I know that those of you who have crystallized [pseudohumans] have a high ability to use thaumaturgy, and basically every ore pseudonym has the release ability of [measurers], and I know you too Formed a Society for the Protection of Puppets."

"However, the neighborhood doesn't recognize it!"

"Hahaha, I know you are very angry, but you also think about it from our point of view.

Here in A3, there are not only biological research companies from the Edisi Federation, ambassadors from the Central Regional Government, military spies and businessmen from the Oretin Empire, churches from the Daeva Empire, etc., but also various ancient law forces.In this kind of coastal hub, the kingdom of heaven will not even send garrison troops. After all, when they signed the [one hub, two systems], they guaranteed that they would not interfere with the development of the hub for 500 years. "

"Originally, the protection fee you paid was indeed enough, but recently a big man came here from A3, this big man is the person in charge of [Son of Seth], and [Son of Seth] is one of the thirteen blood clans Industry, this bigwig's skills and strength are indeed qualified, she came to A3 to want to cut a piece of meat, even if the bigwigs in other areas want to not give it, there is nothing they can do."

The more Creighton heard it, the more angry he felt, and at the same time he felt deeply sad. After all, these poor creatures are "food" that can be cut at will on the dinner plate of these big shots.

"...This time, how much is it?"

After all, rationality prevailed over anger, and a trace of despair flashed across Creighton's vicissitudes of face, and he could only succumb to these scumbags again.

"Three thousand, only a high-purity [thaumaturgy stone] with a standard scale of three thousand can satisfy this adult's appetite." The tall leader stretched out his right hand and slowly spread five fingers towards Creighton.

Creighton, who heard this number, silently calculated the inventory among various patients in the protected area, and if he evened out 3000 yuan, it would be enough.

"Yes, three thousand a year..."

"No, no, what the lord wants is not three thousand a year, but three thousand a month." Quinton replied, wagging his index finger and looking at Creighton playfully.

"3000 yuan a month [thaumaturgy stone]!?" Creighton looked at the tall leader in disbelief.

"Crazy!"

"Other groups dare not charge three thousand a month, how dare this new vampire..."

Just when Creighton was angry again, Quinton interrupted his words again.

"Old Clayton, be careful with your words and deeds. You have to call her a blood descendant. The reason why you charge such a high protection fee is because you people can't become blood animals and can't provide long-term flesh and blood support for her, so this An adult intends to increase the amount of protection fees to make up for his losses.

This does sound a bit weird, why can the lord increase the protection fee if he can't collect blood animals?

This is of course because she is from the [Secret League]. In the [Secret League Control Agreement] between the thirteen clans of the [Secret League] and other hubs, if the area where they are located cannot receive blood animals, then the area must provide them with other Resources make up for this.Of course, not all regions have signed this agreement. After all, this agreement is indeed so overbearing. Unfortunately, A3 just signed an agreement with the [Secret League]. "

Quinton's slow words fell on Creighton's ears, like a drop of hot oil on a raging fire. At this time, Creighton's right hand holding the [casting staff] had bruised veins, and anger made his eyes It looks like a terrifying beast that wants to kill people.

When the nearby gangsters saw Creighton like this, they all raised their [Thaumaturgical Riot Gun] to aim at each other. As long as Creighton dared to make a move, the surrounding gangsters would immediately buckle. Press the trigger, and Creighton will be turned into a hornet's nest immediately.

At this moment, the situation became full of gunpowder.

Quinton tightened his grip on the [Thaumaturgical Riot Gun], which was much more delicate than other gang members. To be honest, when he received the collection order from above, he was also attracted by the appetite of this new big man. He was taken aback, and he also expected that there would be resistance to such a fee.

However, revolts in protected areas do happen from time to time, and such revolts often lead to bloodier suppression.

【Hub】Different from the superficially living abnormal community group, the abnormal community group is essentially different from the hub.

The abnormal community group is the contradiction between the abnormal pedigree and the normal pedigree about the curtain, and no force dares to take responsibility for the bloody incidents caused by these contradictions, such as the [Bloodshed Incident in the Bodhi Tree Block].

The "hub" is different, as long as it belongs to the "hub", no matter how drastic the method is, as long as it does not affect the present world, other forces including the kingdom of heaven will not interfere.

"Old Creighton, rebellion will only lead to death, and more rebellion will only cause more death."

"A single spark cannot start a prairie fire."

Quinton described the cruel reality in an extremely cold tone. In the extraordinary world where great power belongs to the individual, a single spark cannot start a prairie fire.

Creighton slowly moved the EVE particles in his body to extend towards the [casting staff], gray crystals wriggled on his surface like parasites, and those gray ore crystals stinged his nerves under the skin, making him so painful It was almost unbearable, and his nails were gradually replaced by this mysterious ore substance, which became as hard as steel, and could even cut through hard objects.

"Death is not an excuse for you to wantonly exploit us—"

Creighton didn't intend to swallow his anger, even if it would lead to death, even if it would lead to the death of more infected people.

He is from the Oretinian Empire in the Far East. He is a smuggler. The natural disasters in the Far East are too frequent. The ashen people like him who cannot live in the [mobile city] with heaven and man are just part of the thousands of suffering people. , so he chose to smuggle to Youyang, to this alliance country protected by a curtain.

He once saw one of the [Thirteen Heroes] of the Knights of Heaven stationed at the border between Oretin and Youyang from a distance. He was an amiable person, and that [Hero] did not discriminate against them. The gray people, on the contrary, help them from time to time. They are not monsters in the appearance of humans as the imperial textbooks say.

He also smuggled into the first country—Francia, where he participated in the strike and held banners with those strikers to scold the incompetence of the regional government. At first, he did this out of curiosity and fun, but as The more he learned later, the more he was influenced by the people there.

The more he experienced, the more he understood that sometimes, even in the face of a mortal situation, one cannot back down. If one takes a step back, if one wants to stand up and talk again, one needs to pay a hundred times more than before , a thousand times the price.

If you retreat, you must kneel, and kneeling means that the other party can ask for anything.

"It seems that you have chosen a result that will not satisfy both parties."

There was a glimmer of coldness in the gloomy eyes behind Quinton's mask. He directly raised the [Thaumaturgical Riot Gun] in his hand, and then pulled the trigger, and the other gangsters followed suit.On the other side, Creighton's thaumaturgy was also brewing, and a huge fireball directly blasted towards Quinton's direction.

boom -

bang bang bang bang-

The crackling of fireballs and the bursting of machine guns sounded in the narrow iron alley at the same time.

"Cough cough cough-"

Quinton who activated the protective cover of the protective suit slowly stood up from the thick smoke, and the other gangsters standing with him were directly blown into charred corpses. Only the upper-middle-level members of the gang like him have it, and the other minions die as soon as they die.

Quinton looked distressedly at the display bar of the protective shield with a damage rate of 78%, and when he raised his head and looked forward with cloudy eyes, the pupils behind the mask couldn't help shrinking violently.

In front of him, Creighton, who should have been shot to death, was standing there without incident. In front of Creighton, a huge circular mirror appeared. The attack just now was caused by this mirror. It was shot back, and at this time there was a demi-human standing under the mirror.

The opponent was short in stature, about the height of an ordinary ten-year-old child, and he was a little boy.His hair was black in the middle of the night, messy and curly, messy and lively, shining slightly in the sun.

A pair of fox ears protruded from the messy hair, and the tips of the ears shone with pale golden light, as if they had caught the light of stars.

The young man was dressed in modern clothes, a loose khaki sweater, a pair of dark blue denim shorts, showing his fair calf, a pair of simple canvas shoes on his feet, and a pair of white His foxtail protruded from the back waist of the sweater, swaying gently with his movements.

"The bastards of the underground skeletons, your mother didn't tell you to curl up with me when you are a guest at someone's house, honestly, don't you have a mother?" Tours Corbett looked at the rubbish Quinton ahead.

The young gentleman directly broke his cute image when he opened his mouth, and facing this gentleman's question, Quinton could only reply with a dry smile:
"It turns out that it is Sir [Man in the Mirror], you have to be considerate of us, we are only following the words of the above, we are just working as workers, everyone wants to eat..."

"You embezzled the balance of the protection fees of the four streets behind the backs of your immediate superiors. You bought three mansions in the present-day Oslo area. Each mansion has a mistress in it. Your favorite position is that of a woman. ·······"

"I'll take the others to evacuate here now!!!" Quinton interrupted Tours with a sharp voice.

Quinton had already heard the rumors of [The Man in the Mirror] before. The other party is called the protector of the protected area. According to the rumors, he is a [Master] suffering from a strange disease. His ability is to read people's hearts , he provoked many gang fights and has been guarding the reserve.

Today Quinton knew that the rumors were true. The reason why he left so simply was because he knew that if he stayed here, everyone would die. He decisively chose to retreat.

As for the task, he has already issued the notice, and what happened after that is beyond his control.

Soon, Quinton took his surviving subordinates and left here in a state of embarrassment, while Tours at the side watched them coldly, until they left, he withdrew his cold gaze and turned to look at them with concern Looking to Creighton.

"Clayton, how are you doing?"

"Ahem, cough, I'm fine. Casting a thaumaturgy will not aggravate the virus's invasion. I'm already a terminal patient. If you hadn't been providing special medicines, I would have died a long time ago." Creighton replied coughing .

"You go to rest first, and I will have a good talk with that new vampire about the tax increase." Tours said softly to Creighton, patting his back.

"Ahem, cough, Tours, what you should worry about is actually yourself."

Old Creighton didn't pay attention to Tours' words. Instead, he looked up and down at the good-looking old man in front of him.

"In the past, you were the same age as me; but now, you look like a child."

"Your abilities are not without price. I'm really afraid that one day you will become a babbling baby."

Tours was silent for a moment, then he looked up at Creighton and replied.

"Don't worry about me, you half-destroyed old guy. I'm still young now. Many people are envious of me. You should pay more attention to yourself. Don't be so osteoporotic that you can't stand up one day."

"Harm~"

Seeing that Tours deliberately changed the subject, Creighton didn't say anything more.