The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 87 Industrial Production Standard Equipment
  As the sun above our heads moved slightly westward, the gravel road in front of us finally came to an end.

"呲-"

The tires of the bus stirred up a trail of yellow dust on the rough gravel ground, and then slowly stopped.

"I'm sorry everyone, it's really hard to get through the front." The agent who works part-time as a driver turned around and said.

Zhu Mingyao looked around and saw that the towering slope made of broken rocks in front of him had completely blocked the way, leaving only a narrow path running diagonally up the hillside.

It seems we can only get off here.

Ms. Lisa took Michelle Bai Shengsheng’s arm and persuaded her with a serious face:

"Child, I know young people want to prove themselves. Everyone has been at that age, but recklessness does not mean bravery, especially for us humble people who are carefully peering into the river of destiny. Prudence, Being more cautious is the only way to protect yourself.”

"I understand, Aunt Lisa, I... just want to be stronger and braver, and don't want to see... tragedies happen again." Michelle forced a smile.

"I will not take risks willfully and cause trouble to everyone. Please start assigning tasks according to the plan during training. I will obey all arrangements."

Seeing Michelle's attitude, Lisa felt very relieved, and she gently hugged the girl's slender waist.

"Throwing fire and thunder face to face is not the battle of extraordinary beings. The diviners have their own battlefield..." She smiled slightly, and her eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Now - let's step into the battlefield!"

……

"Move, gentlemen!"

Under the command of Ms. Charles and Ms. Lisa, various strange-looking equipment were moved out of the luggage compartments of the two buses by the accompanying agents.

Zhu Mingyao watched all this with great interest, taking the opportunity to spy on this world-famous official organization.

Ever since he came through time travel, he has been quite interested in this mysterious department, but he has never had a chance to see it. Today is a good time to open his eyes and see how amazing they are, how they can subdue many unruly heroes among the people. So that they don't dare to make mistakes.

In his eyes of amazement, a piece of ground was quickly leveled out. Several black boxes made of metal and wooden boards, as the gears meshed and linked, the machines turned outwards and rotated. The structures spliced ​​together on their own, forming a piece of cloth in the blink of an eye. The divination round table is full of symbolic symbols and patterns. If you look closely, you can see that those symbols and patterns are actually made of gold, silver and crystal. It is really luxurious.

He was about to step forward to take a closer look when a sudden darkness appeared above his head. Four agents were standing in four directions holding metal cylinders as tall as one person and as thick as a bowl, a few steps away, surrounding the divination round table at its core.

The four of them chose their position and smashed the four metal cylinders to the ground. Several hooks protruded from the bottom of the cylinder and were firmly nailed into the ground. A black thing popped out from the top, which seemed to be some kind of soft material. fabric.

Zhu Mingyao suddenly felt darkness above his head, and saw four pieces of fabric blowing up without wind, automatically unfolding and closing together to form a whole, with tassels falling from the edges, turning into a strange sunshade tent, covering the divination round table. Down!

The entire tent is made of a purple-black textile, with the moon and stars painted on it with bright silver paint. Anthropomorphic images of wind and clouds are painted on the sides. The remaining blank spaces are dotted with sky-blue mysterious symbols and particles. pearl.

As the tent unfolded, a dark and quiet feeling gently drooped, filling the small space under the tent.

"Purify the mandala, cleanse away the impurities, isolate the evil spirit, calm the body and mind...

Boy, there are so many effects! ” ˆ ˆ In Zhu Mingyao’s secretly activated qi-gazing technique, this ordinary-looking sunshade tent displayed several auras with different effects at the same time. Although the auras were not strong, they cooperated skillfully with each other, turning the tent into one. The place is similar to the Taoist altar.

"Hmm, according to the Western style name, it should be a ceremonial ground or a magic formation?"

Before Zhu Mingyao could recover from the surprise caused by his sudden rise to prominence, he saw the sixteen agents who were accompanying him, wearing a bunch of unknown equipment on their bodies.

The Kevlar body armor, which has obviously been modified and strengthened by alchemy, is tattooed with Latin letters. Even if the boy's Latin is not bad, he can barely make out that it is a certain chapter of the holy text under the Christian system. It should be It has the effect of warding off evil spirits and resisting evil spells.

Needless to say, the assault rifle he held in his hand and the various magazines of different shapes and shapes on his waist were used in conjunction with each other. Needless to say, Zhu Mingyao didn't know the others, but he was still familiar with the silver bullets produced by the church - his Smith. That's what's in the revolver.

"If I had known earlier, I would have struck up a conversation with them. After we got to know each other better, we might be able to take advantage of their bullets..."

Zhu Mingyao felt slightly regretful. You must know that as the exclusive secret recipe of the Holy Church, the silver bullets are not cheap to sell.

He glanced at the various defensive amulets embedded in the helmets, shoulder pads, gloves, etc. of the agents:

Resist hypnosis, protect against charm, mitigate elemental damage... Even if the level and quality are not very good, together they are enough to eliminate most of the attack methods of low-level extraordinary beings.

Putting aside the hidden gadgets, just what he saw was enough to frighten Zhu Mingyao.

Whether it is the sunshade tent just now or the current combat equipment, compared with the traditional magic equipment, these equipment are obviously a bit shoddy, but Zhu Mingyao is keenly aware that quite a few of them reveal a strong sense of industrialization. Breath, he knew very well what it meant.

Even if it is limited to the scarcity of raw materials and the cumbersome refining process, a set of outfits will definitely not be much cheaper, but for the federal government, which has countless resources, it is not an insurmountable problem.

This also means that to a certain extent, the official can pull the rhythm into what they are best at, throwing money, and mass-produce a steady stream of such combatants.

No matter what kind of extraordinary system it is in, the distribution of power up and down is always in the shape of a pyramid. The higher the high-end existence, the rarer it is. The majority are still the bottom members.

Although this human sea tactic is probably still ineffective against those masters, it is undoubtedly enough to pose a fatal threat to ordinary extraordinary people.

It’s no wonder that even many long-established organizations that have been passed down for a long time do not dare to take advantage of it. The official organization is indeed well-deserved. The tip of the iceberg exposed alone makes people know how powerful its hidden strength is.

Not to mention the young man's secret awe in his heart, he saw Ms. Lisa and Michelle walking into the tent arm in arm and sitting down peacefully at the brown-red divination round table.

Taking a silver basin filled with clear water from an agent in black and placing it on the table, Ms. Lisa took out several kinds of powders that exuded strange aromas, and poured them into them one after another in a certain order, while murmuring in her mouth. .

"The moon and stars, please be my eyes, the wind and clouds, please be my ears..."

As she whispered, the clear water in the basin that was originally visible to the bottom quickly became chaotic and unclear, like a pot of thick soup stirred by invisible hands, with tiny shimmering lights floating and rising in it.

Ms. Lisa's low-pitched voice gradually rose in pitch and stopped abruptly when it reached a peak. She stretched out her hand and the chaotic water in the silver basin in front of her suddenly calmed down and turned into an extremely smooth water mirror.

Lisa suddenly shouted:
  "Michelle!"

(End of this chapter)