Thousands of Hearts

Chapter 80 Arrangements 1

hum! !

In an instant, a huge blue-white plasma exploded in the entire corridor.

Countless electric currents are like whips of a storm, densely sweeping across every open space.

While the dazzling light exploded, it also brought a huge amount of heat and impact.

Higurdax opened his mouth and yelled, but it was of no avail. His strong physique seemed vulnerable under the bombardment of this high-concentration plasma bomb that could destroy the entire corridor.

This kind of high-concentration plasma bomb, which is generally used to ambush armored vehicles and tanks, can completely destroy an armored combat vehicle with one.

This is still the power in the open area.

But now, being used by Wang Yiyang in the narrow dark corridor, its power immediately caused an indiscriminate clearance.

Amidst the large amount of electric light and high heat, the walls were melting, and the wall lamps were immediately blown up and burned, turning into balls of scorched black.

Puddles of black-red liquid dissolved on the ground, with black smoke billowing from the edges.

The explosion continued continuously for seven or eight seconds before the electric current and white light gradually dimmed and disappeared.

Only the hot and melted ground magma remains.

After a while, there was no movement around.

Wang Yiyang felt severe pain all over his body, and felt that several bones in his body were broken. The brain was also groggy, and there was severe pain in one arm, which seemed to be broken.

Although it was miserable, he still saved his life anyway. Although it's a bit rough, living is the biggest gain.

After a long time, he raised his head, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the environment of the villa bedroom had been restored around him.

The intact bedroom around him showed that he had entered the illusion again this time.

And the hand that had just been injured returned to normal. It seemed that the fracture just now was completely an illusion.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Wang Yiyang felt relieved, knowing that this trouble was finally over. He quickly checked his equipment.

Sure enough, the weapons and protection systems prepared before had no records of use.

Obviously, the big battle just now was just a test.

This battle seemed very simple and smooth. In fact, in order to prevent himself from being hypnotized and his cognition from being biased, he directly threw a bomb nearby and blew himself up.

In the end, even though he was wearing several layers of high-strength protective clothing, he was almost burped by an explosion. That Xigudax was definitely dead.

"This is the power of technology..." Wang Yiyang stood up and sighed.

No matter how powerful a hypnotist is, facing an absolutely mechanized isolation operation, he will encounter the same predicament just now.

No matter which senses they use for hypnosis, they will be converted into other signals by the instrument, and then restored with distortion.

Hypnosis is a technique with extremely high precision. Once there is distortion, the result will be invalid.

Wang Yiyang recalled the series of strategies he had just done, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Only then did he refocus his attention on the data bar in the lower right corner of his field of vision.

'The identity trouble has been resolved. Coming back in five seconds. '

Followed by the countdown. Count from five to one.

These are all previous records.

But what Wang Yiyang is more concerned about is the content behind.

Although Roy's troubles were resolved, there was no reward.

"According to the reward premise on the data bar, you must master the entire indulgence heart in order to get the reward of this status..."

Wang Yiyang pulled the data bar one by one to review the previous records.

"It's very clear now, that is to say, for each identity, there must be a troublesome task and a rewarding task.

Sometimes these two tasks are merged into one, and sometimes they are independent. "

Wang Yiyang began to pull down, ready to look at the end of the current data column.

Before he could reach the bottom, the entire data bar suddenly began to frantically move.

A large number of data characters flow down like a waterfall like garbled characters.

After about twenty seconds, all data slowed down.

swish.

The data bar stopped abruptly and stopped completely.

'Initialization is complete, the brass-level identity is starting to be generated...' A new line of characters emerged.

Two seconds later.

'Identity generated, starting to load...'

Same as last time, all the characters in the lower right corner disappear at once.

After about two minutes.

A deep electronic synthesis sound slowly rang in Wang Yiyang's ear

'You like to hear the sound of the wind. Because it's empty and safe. '

'You like to hear the sound of fire, for it is hot and warm. '

'You like to hear the human voice because it's lively and alive. '

'You like to hear all living sounds because they are alive and real. Not like yourself, cold as a corpse. '

‘You have served the Organization for fifty years, and killed countless lives, with a skill and perfection as if of the highest art.

But no matter how perfect the art, you're tired of it.

Now you just want to hide your name, find a quiet town, and quietly enjoy everything you once longed for.

Wind, fire, people, and, alive. '

‘Identity mission: feel alive, feel alive. '

‘Mission Completion Reward: Randomly obtain one of the top skills of being the killer Li Wei. '

'Warning: Once the identity is generated, it will be permanently valid. '

'Warning: As much convenience as identity brings, so will the accompanying risks. '

'warn:

1 You still have three days to prepare, and you are about to face the great danger that will follow from the Mister Group.

2 You have six days to prepare for the threats you faced as the killer Levi. '

"Killer??" Wang Yiyang looked at the display on the data bar quite unexpectedly.

And it looks like a top killer who is tired of killing and plans to return to ordinary life.

He carefully checked the information in the data column, made sure that he read it correctly, and then sat quietly on the bed, waiting for the arrival of the identity skill.

Not a minute passed, and soon a wave of vague but real skill, madness poured into his brain from an unknown place.

Wang Yiyang snorted and couldn't help lowering his head.

Although he has received such indoctrination of identity skills many times, he is still a little uncomfortable.

After all, it was a matter of compressing decades of memories into just a few minutes and stuffing them into his mind in one breath.

It is normal to have such symptoms.

The memory infusion lasted for five minutes before it was completely completed.

Wang Yiyang shook his head, feeling his vision blurred.

He simply got up and went to the bathroom in the bedroom, stood in front of the mirror, turned on the hot water, wet it with a wet towel, and gently wiped his eyes.

While wiping, he slowly began to sort out the new memories in his mind.

Killer Levi.

This time, this identity was somewhat beyond his expectations.

It's not that this identity is so unexpected, after all, Wang Yiyang is already mentally prepared for what identity this identity system will issue.

It's because of the identity of the killer Li Wei, the world and time he lives in, which is quite old.

In his memory, Wang Yiyang remembered that Li Wei was born in a place called Senora Theocracy.

Surrounded by mountains and towering rock walls, there is no plain, no desert, only countless huge rocks and strange ancient statues.

These rocks and statues can be seen everywhere, and together they form the strange style of the entire Theocracy of Senora.

The organization Li Wei joined was the most powerful and famous killer organization in the darkness of the Theocracy.

The name of the organization is the organization, plain and simple.

And Li Wei was picked up by the organization since he was abandoned at the age of three and joined them.

The various assassination skills he learned since he was a child are all cold weapons. Blow arrows, short daggers, short swords, bayonets, scimitars, crossbows, military stabs.

Everything is a cold weapon.

It's not that the organization doesn't want to train hot weapons, but that in this era, there are only cold weapons.

Wang Yiyang's hands trembled a little, he came out of the bathroom, poured himself another glass of milk, and put it in the heating box to heat it up.

The heating box is an instant heating kitchen utensil like a microwave oven. It is cheap and easy to heat. It is one of the most commonly used appliances in the family.

It's just that at this moment, Wang Yiyang has obviously used this heating box many times and is used to it.

But the memory from the killer Li Wei still made him feel an irresistible sense of freshness.

Because of Levi's time, there were no heating boxes.

"The task this time is to feel alive, to feel life? It seems very simple, but without specific details, I am afraid it will not be so easy to complete."

Wang Yiyang frowned slightly, feeling the inexplicable new emotions in his heart.

This is the emotion that belongs to Li Wei.

He was over seventy years old, and in the organization, killers over seventy years old were already extremely old.

After all, in the backward Theocracy, the average life expectancy of most people is only in their fifties.

"Also, the identity this time and the troubles it brings at the same time seem to be different from the other times."

Wang Yiyang took a closer look at the identity troubles brought about by the killer Li Wei this time, and the identity troubles brought about by the previous identities.

He noticed that for the troubles caused by the previous identities, adjectives such as 'serious' and 'huge' were added to the data column.

But this time it didn't.

Just an ordinary sentence.

‘You still have six days to prepare, and you are about to face the threat you faced when you were the killer Li Wei. '

"interesting."

Wang Yiyang took out the milk from the heating box, took advantage of the heat, and took a sip.

The mellow and thick milk warmed him up from his mouth to his throat to his stomach.

"It seems that identity troubles are not necessarily serious every time. And identity reward tasks are not necessarily all dangerous types. There are also such ordinary types."

"In addition, the problem of identity has to be resolved as soon as possible, so as to avoid more and more identities and more troubles, there may be mistakes and insufficient preparation."

Different identities bring different troubles, so try not to let troubles accumulate.

Wang Yiyang looked at the data bar, raised his head and gulped down the milk in one gulp.

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It was just dawn.

In the outer city of Nelson, in an antique old bookstore.

Taur Buffett slowly took off the top hat on his head, took off the black glasses on the bridge of his nose, and wiped them gently with a silk scarf.

After cleaning his glasses and putting them back on, he lowered his head to check the clothes on his body carefully, smoothing out the creases one by one. Then he put the hat on his chest and slowly walked into the bookstore in front of him.

In the old bookstore, there is only a young female clerk who just arrived, wiping the dust on the bookshelf with a dry cloth.

After Taoer entered the door, he looked at the wet floor that had just been mopped. His footprints were clearly visible under the reflection of the water stains.

This made him slightly apologetic.

"Hello, little girl, is this Mr. Farianghis's shop?" He asked softly.

The strange thing is that Tao Er is obviously a white-haired old man over eighty years old, but his voice is as thick and full of magnetism as a young man.

There was a strange attraction hidden in that voice, which made the female shop assistant who was wiping the dust off the bookshelf involuntarily stop and looked at Tao Er.

"Um...yes, this is Mr. Farian Geith's bookstore, may I ask you..."

She looked at Tao Er, the white-haired old man in front of her, who looked as old as her grandfather. But those eyes are like young people, full of wisdom and vitality.

"I'm a friend of Mr. Farianghis. Is he in the store now?" Taoer asked in a low voice.

"I don't know either. Mr. Fariangis just bought this store, and I just came here to work. I'm sorry." The female clerk replied apologetically.

"It's okay." Tao Er smiled, "When can he come?"

"He...ah, he's here!" The female clerk was about to answer when she suddenly saw a slender figure slowly walking in from the door of the store.

Tao Er quickly turned around and looked at the man who walked in the door.

"Mr. Roy?" With a trace of hesitation, he stared at the beautiful woman who walked in.

The woman has a hot body, wearing a simple white shirt and jeans, wearing electronic products that seem to be projection glasses, and a large black mask, and there is a monitoring watch on the wrist that displays the heart rate.