Fighting with weapons has become a common occurrence in today's troubled times.
The serious lack of order and law has made force slowly evolve into the best way to solve problems.
The conflicts and grievances between the military and the gendarmerie have been deep, and the trigger for this armed struggle was precisely to compete for post-war military glory.
Dilier had not expected that the scale of the fighting would be so huge, so when she arrived at the scene, the scene really surprised her.
It was just a battle involving hundreds of people.
Soldiers from the military headquarters and gendarmerie were fighting together, and as time went by, more and more people began to join it, even wounded soldiers.
After the war, the town showed no signs of rebuilding order, but instead became even more chaotic.
"Stop it, stop it all."
Dilier's roar spread throughout the scene through the loudspeaker in her hand, and the gendarmerie soldiers had no choice but to give up.
"Can someone tell me what happened?"
"Sir, they have gone too far.
Just now, the military department sent a post-war military merit report.
Eighty percent of the military merits were taken away by this group of bastards.
The battle merits that the brothers worked hard to get were taken away so simply without doing anything.
Someone I scolded them angrily, and then it turned into what it is now.”
Di Lier frowned fiercely.
Eighty percent of her military merits had been taken away.
This was even more outrageous than the worst budget she had made before.
In other words, so many people were killed and injured by the gendarmerie, but in the end they didn't even get the minimum compensation.
"What's even more outrageous is that they used the lack of space as an excuse to drive us outside the town and live with the cannon fodder from the slave camp."
Now even Dilier couldn't bear it anymore.
Letting the gendarmerie and slave soldiers live together was a naked contempt for the gendarmerie soldiers and a matter of dignity and honor.
In the eyes of the Imperial people, it is the most important thing "Let Mo Han come out to see me" Dilier shouted angrily.
This sentence actually made the soldiers in the military headquarters look at each other, and the atmosphere in the venue fell into silence for a moment.
Of course Mohan won't show up, he has more important things to do.
The fight was just an excuse for him to drag Dilier away.
After Dilier was called away, Van finally got some time alone.
Let’s reflect on what we gained from this war.
It was not that he had not experienced battles before, but none were as brutal as this battle, so he tried his best.
But this also brings a benefit, that is, it gives Fan a more comprehensive understanding of his body.
First of all, his body has begun to mutate, and has even begun to deviate from the category of "human".
For example, he can make actions that normal people can never make, such as his extremely precise control of his body.
And that new heart, which is like a soft tissue, is the best proof.
And he clearly knows that his body is likely to continue to mutate, although he does not yet know the reason for this.
If this is the so-called evolution, then what is the end point of his evolution?
Can he still be considered a human being or just remain a human being?
human appearance Even the appearance of humanity may no longer exist When he thought of this, Fan suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
After slowly gathering his thoughts bit by bit, he turned his attention to his left arm.
Like a flower bud that suddenly grew vigorously overnight, countless flesh buds rushed out.
Deep black silence Ripper lies quietly among the "buds".
Van looked at the Silent Ripper as if he were looking at a living entity.
"Silent Ripper" he whispered softly.
As if in response to the call, the deep black silence Ripper suddenly vibrated spontaneously.
Fan's eyes began to become complicated.
He could clearly feel the power bred within Silent Ripper.
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It was a consciousness that had not yet fully developed.
This is a very strange feeling.
In fact, Brahman does not know what consciousness is, but just like a newborn bird that recognizes its mother at first sight, he knows that this is indeed a new body of consciousness.
But how can consciousness be separated from existence and reside in insect crystals?
No one can explain this problem.
It's like no one could predict the existence of the Zerg before they arrived.
The feeling of blood connection was known to Fan.
As I grow, this awareness will only become stronger and stronger.
From the current point of view, I have no way to suppress it, but fortunately, it does not harm myself, but allows me to explode with unexpected power.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the terrifying blow he unleashed on the battlefield that day.
Although that blow completely exhausted all his power, and even the power stored in the Silent Ripper was almost dry, But this extreme release did create a power that he could never imagine moving forward.
Thinking of this, Fan couldn't help but think of his own blood.
He suddenly smiled bitterly and shook his head.
His whole body was full of doubts.
The funny thing is that as the owner of the body, he didn't know anything about it.
At this moment, the curtain of the tent was opened, and Mohan walked in with an inexplicable smile.
"K, I remember you should be called this" Mohan asked straight to the point.
Fan Zheng untied the bandages wrapped around his body with an indifferent expression and ignored Mo Han's question.
Mo Han raised his eyebrows, then pulled up the only chair and sat down carelessly, "Tell me, what is the reason why you came to the empire."
The movements of Fan's men remained unchanged, "There is no reason."
He responded.
"Okay."
Mohan nodded, "It seems you don't understand what I mean, so let's make it clearer.
Which organization do you belong to?"
Mohan's entire upper body leaned forward hard, and his tone suddenly changed.
His voice and appearance were both stern.
Fan paused for a moment, then completely untied the bandage.
Except for some dried blood under the bandage, the wound had healed.
"I'm not affiliated with any organization and I don't understand what you mean."
Looking at the nearly healed wound under the bandage, Mohan couldn't help but shake his eyelids.
He still remembered the way Fan was carried back that day, especially the hideous and terrifying wound on his left arm, but it was Such a short day had passed, and how could he not be shocked that the huge wound had healed?
Mo Han quickly collected his emotions.
He came with a purpose, "You said you don't belong to any organization.
Then explain to me where your abilities come from."
"Don't use the lame excuse that you don't know to fiddle with me.
I don't believe that a person who can flow through the orange-level insect swarm without any hindrance would not know where his power comes from."
Fan frowned after hearing this.
He really didn't know where his ability came from, and what's more, his current power was very different from the ability he had seen to transform people.
It can even be said that they are not on the same level at all.
In fact, if you have to compare these two powers, then the power he has now is far inferior to his previous ability.
In the past, if Fan wanted to kill a sixth-level Zerg leader, he didn't need to use all his cards.
Rather than being helpless in the face of numerous low-level Zerg species.
However, although the new power is weak, Fan clearly knows that this is just the beginning.
If the previous ability is compared to a human youth.
Then the new-born power is just a baby.
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Just relying on this baby-like "fragile" new power, Fan has already achieved a power that most advanced transformers do not have.
It is hard to imagine what Fan Suo will have if this power slowly grows. fear In the final analysis, what Fan lacks now is just time to grow.
In terms of the quality of abilities, the new force obviously has the advantage.
Although this is not directly obvious on the surface, Fan Lai, as the person involved, explain.
No one understands this better than he does.
Mohan's words are actually a fact.
Fan doesn't know where his new ability comes from, especially the consciousness that has been trying to "communicate" with himself as he wakes up.
Thinking of this, Fan couldn't help but look at his left arm, where there was a dark short knife hidden.
"What exactly do you want?"
Since he couldn't explain it, Fan simply decided to be more straightforward.
"What do I want?"
Mohan squinted his eyes and frowned, "I should be the one to ask this question."
"I'll give you one last chance, or else" "I said, I don't belong to any organization, and there is no necessary reason for coming to the empire.
More importantly, I saved the entire town, so is this how you repay me?"
Fan's tone also changed.
It started to become cold and low.
"Ha, you think what you did can be your excuse.
I have reason to suspect that this is a conspiracy you used to break into the empire."
This time Fan completely stopped talking.
At this point, he knew that no matter what explanation he gave, it was completely useless.
So he simply shut his mouth.
"Your silence means you acquiesce.
Come and bring the suspect under control."
The soldiers who had been waiting outside immediately swarmed up and surrounded Fan.
The small tent was packed to the brim.
However, this group of warriors did not seem to be in a hurry to capture Fan.
Instead, they looked around as if they were looking for something.
"My lord, no."
A soldier whispered in Mohan's ear.
Mu Han frowned and said, "Look more carefully."
Time passed for a while, "Sir, still not."
"Trash!"
Mohan shouted, and then looked straight at Fan.
"Boy, where is your weapon?
Hand it over to me."
Mohan's words clearly demonstrated the reason for his coming this time.
He had previously obtained a unified conclusion from many of his subordinates in the Perception Department.
There was indeed no energy flow in Brahman's body. , that is to say, he is indeed not a reformer.
But how did he have the ability to flow unimpeded in the insect tide?
Mu Han, who did not personally enter the battlefield, had no way of judging this, and the military police who followed Fan into the battlefield did not mention it at all.
So he turned his attention to Fan's special weapon, the jet-black short knife that could easily cut through insect beetles without relying on energy.
"Do you really think I don't dare to touch you?"
Faced with such a naked request, Fan's originally calm state of mind suddenly became like a stormy sea.
When Mohan made such a request, inexplicable anger began to affect his state of mind, and the Silent Ripper seemed to suddenly become his forbidden pet. , anyone who attempts it will suffer his raging fury: