Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

AI is dressed as a mountain soldier, with a ponytail, looks heroic, and his movements are very capable. I do n’t know if he has received military training or exercised directly in the task. She is a second-level Mageweave messenger, but she has awakened her superpowers and reached a C-level evaluation. It is indeed a surprise to see her here. Prior to this, Billy also reported a pessimistic attitude towards the war situation, thinking that the headquarters would no longer send reinforcements.

In addition, the name AI knows that it is not a real name, and it sounds like Europeans and Americans, but it is actually an authentic Asian. Regardless of skin color, body shape and facial contours, they are full of Asian style. She spoke to us in fluent native language. She couldn't find a bit of native pronunciation in her pronunciation. She was suspected to be a native, but the details were a bit stiff, so I couldn't confirm her nationality.

I did n’t intend to ask the other party about this question. Billy ’s consistent attitude made me feel that in the security bureau, or among the top picks, it is very impolite to pursue detailed personal information of the other party. Hostile behavior. Perhaps the sense of fear that accompanies the mysterious forces is at work. They are just like the book "Real Name":

Wizards of the age of magic all regard their real names and surnames as the most cherished treasures, and also the greatest threat to their lives. Because once the wizard's opponent grasps his real name and surname, no matter how powerful the wizard is, any ordinary magic that everyone knows can kill him. After the industrial revolution, the old ideas of the era of magic were abandoned after the Industrial Revolution. But now, the wheel of the time seems to have turned a whole circle, and our concept has returned to the age of magic.

While sighing in my heart, I stepped forward to shake hands with AI.

"I'm……"

Billy interrupted me.

"We generally don't use real names." He said, and then explained to AI: "They are newcomers and have met with the Prophet. They are very capable. This boy is a Level 3 Mageweave Messenger, Level C."

AI didn't let go of his hand, a surprised expression appeared on his face, but soon it turned into a friendly smile.

"It's amazing, I can't see your information alone."

"I have just been promoted, and your fighting experience is more abundant than mine. I believe that in the next battle, I will reach the third level soon." I also revealed the formulaic smile that I worked out in the student union and quickly thought about my own Codename: "My name is Crow, please advise me."

"Come on together, believe everything we do is meaningful."

AI let go of my hand and looked at me. It seemed that Fu Jiang holding a huge chainsaw also surprised her.

"Class C?"

"It has just been reached." Fu Jiang's attitude towards AI is relatively modest. She said: "I'm just a first-level Mageweaver, please call me BT."

"Nice to meet you." AI shook hands with Fu Jiang, and then said to Billy: "It's not time to change the post yet, go in for yourself."

"How many people are there besides you?"

"There were thirty-seven people before you arrived."

Billy once again showed surprise.

"There are two detachments of the Principality." AI explained.

I looked at Fu Jiang and I was curious about the two teams from my country. At first, this city did not set up a branch of the Security Bureau, that is, they came from other cities. Although it can be imagined that it should not be a very important first-tier city team, it is also the first time we have seen a member of the Security Bureau from the same country as ourselves.

We watched the AI ​​return to the sentry post, until her back gradually penetrated into the shadow of the forest, and she could no longer see it, so she walked towards the door of the farmhouse.

The farmhouse on the mountainside is very large. The earth wall extends to 30 meters away. The wall is a four-story building. The herringbone eaves are covered with scale-like blue-grey tiles. Although it has become old, it still exudes. A steady momentum. The two doors of the main door are opposite, each door is nearly two meters wide, with wooden inlaid iron, painted in red, with an egg-shaped bulging nail cap, and a copper lion ring, a strong taste of the old-time local tyrants. I struck.

In addition, on the left side of the main entrance is a small door that only one person can pass through. The bottom of the door is half a meter high from the ground, and you need to step on a narrow three-step staircase.

I am a native of the city, this kind of house has only been seen in movies and pictures. So Billy and Fu Jiang stepped into the main entrance, but I went in through the wicket novelly.

In fact, the entrance behind the door is the same, except that there is a drainage ditch on the road that divides the road that enters from the small door and the road that enters from the main door. The road on the side of the small door can also only walk by one person. In front of ten steps, the left hand side is the firewood room. The door is not closed. There are accumulations of debris inside. It has long been dusty and emits a rotten smell. People simply cannot see what is inside.

I looked at this family curiously and fell behind without knowing it. After entering the porch, there is a courtyard with a concave ground. The four directions of southeast, northwest and north have a kitchen, utility room, a fenced garden that has been dried up, and some other unspeakable houses. However, it can be seen at a glance that it is not a house. Only the four-story red brick building in front of it is a residence.

The residential building is bilaterally symmetrical, with stairs at both ends. But we did not go upstairs. In the middle of the first floor, a hall-like room was filled with dim light, silhouetted, and five people sitting on bamboo chairs in the hallway in front of the hall were taking care of their weapons. They didn't have any interest in our appearance ~ www.readwn.com ~ They just concentrated on dealing with things in their hands. At this time, a burly man wearing a vest and camouflage pants came out of the hall, like a Russian.

"Look at who is coming, the undead man, Billy." He laughed: "Don't you die this time?"

"I will not die until you die, Hallelujah."

The two hugged together, patting each other's spine, making a loud noise.

After parted, the burly man asked, "Is it later than expected, is there any trouble?"

"The noses of those hyenas are too clever. When a senior came, I almost died. Fortunately, someone helped me." Billy turned his body towards me and Fujiang. "Come, let me introduce you, the new member of the Security Bureau. The partner who was entrusted with high hopes by the Prophet. Crow and BT. "

"Welcome to join this big family."

The burly man opened his arms enthusiastically and hugged towards Fujiang, but Fujiang kicked him down without any politeness. He seemed to be prepared for a long time, and flashed away with agility contrary to his physique.

"It's really spicy. It's okay to hug it? It's a very common way of saying hello in our country."

"But I'm not from your country." Fu Jiang shrugged and put his hand on my shoulder, "And my boyfriend will be jealous."

"Boyfriend?" The burly man looked at me with a surprised expression: "Is that true? Boy."

I nodded. Although there are indeed courtesy of embracing and veneering abroad, the burly man in front of him does not seem to be merely a ceremonial attitude, so Fu Jiang will refuse it.

This man has a loyal face and looks very carefree, but maybe like Billy, he is a different liar. Facing strangers who met for the first time, my judgment is much weaker than that of Fu Jiang.