In fact, when Fan carved the first knife on the edge of the bullet, he felt that it was not extremely difficult.
The pictures and texts in the album were indeed complicated and dazzling, but for him with two consciousnesses, it was difficult to combine these complicated pictures.
It is not difficult to break down the carvings one by one and remember them.
The reason why he spent a lot of time was because it was his first contact, and many small details wasted a lot of his time.
As for why he was able to perfectly complete the precise control of Ke Wen's body, it has always been his most important reliance after waking up.
He can even accurately control the bullet holes in six consecutive rounds of wild elephants, let alone Ke Wen.
From his point of view, there is no need to learn such things as carving, as long as you can remember the lines that Sheld has summarized over the years.
If this idea of his is known by Sheld, I am afraid this old guy will be depressed.
I couldn't say a word for a long time.
"What's the problem?"
Fan couldn't help but ask as he looked at the dull Shield.
"This, this" Sheld breathed in the air from time to time.
He had been trying to find loopholes in Fan's carvings, firstly to suppress his arrogance, and also to save some face for his bragging, but no matter how hard he tried, The established facts are the facts.
Apart from the somewhat rigid approach, there are no other flaws at all.
"Alas" Shields finally gave up and sat down dejectedly.
Although the bullet engraving was only part of what he had learned, it took him intermittently for most of his life to master it.
Hopefully, there would be no faults with the bullet in his hand.
Works, Sheard felt that he was really old for the first time.
This was a big blow to him, and even made him realize that he had nothing to teach Fan.
He originally wanted to teach Fan how to control his body strength after his failure.
This was his special skill.
But who would have thought that this kind of skill has been mastered by Fan for a long time, and his level is even higher than him.
Disheartened, frustrated could not be more appropriate to describe Sheard at this moment.
Looking at Shield with a complicated and depressed expression.
Fan was a little confused about the situation, "It's probably because he has so many flaws that he was disappointed, but they are exactly the same as those in the album."
"Okay.
Go out and leave me alone."
Shield waved his hand tiredly.
Fan opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't ask, just nodded and left the inner room.
After Van left, Shield stood up after a long time.
He walked to the window expressionlessly, looking at the hinterland of the empire in the far north, holding tightly the bullet that Van had carved in his hand.
"It's really unbelievable.
I think that the hard work that I have spent half my life on is not as good as his simple evolution.
Caesar, maybe you are right in this regard.
But should excessive evolution really be accepted?
It transcends genetic boundaries.
After evolution, can I still be considered a human being?
No, Caesar, I will never be like you.
I firmly believe that I am right.
Let's wait and see.
Everything will work out soon.
And you, do your best.
Are you ready?"
Brahma walked aimlessly on the rugged road of the town.
This is not a waste of time, but he needs to empty himself regularly to summarize the gains in the recent period.
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Shields is a weird old guy.
His insidiousness is completely equal to his piety when reading the Bible.
The old guy obviously has some purpose for him, and Fan can naturally see it, because Sheld has never concealed it.
But a person who can fully express himself is more trustworthy than hiding anything in his heart.
And from the current point of view, there is no cross-border conflict of interest between the two.
On the contrary, they gain from each other.
This is also an important prerequisite for the "deal" to continue.
As Fan walked along, he nodded from time to time to the soldiers from the military police patrol who came to greet him.
Gossip is the most popular thing, especially in the last days when there are not many entertainment projects.
Gossip conversation became the only way for the soldiers to vent their energy.
The most ferocious rumor in recent days is the leader of the military police brigade, Mr.
Dilier.
Why would he appear in the wooden house where Fan stayed from time to time, and stay there for a long time?
Combined with the scene that happened at the training ground a few days ago, all kinds of "reliable" gossip surged, and Fan's popularity was almost unknown to everyone.
After once again passing by a group of patrols with respectful expressions but sly eyes, Fan had no choice but to choose a remote path to avoid the crowd.
After turning the corner of a narrow alley, his steps suddenly stopped. .
The breeze gently ruffled the barren wall beside her.
Nighteye half-leaned lazily on the corner.
She raised her head to the sky, and the vast world was reflected in her misty pupils.
In Fan's field of vision, the breeze just blew the veil on Ye Tong's cheek, and the exquisite side face was like the most outstanding works of the sculptors of the old era, perfect without a single flaw, even if he had seen Ye Tong once.
Overall, Fan is still slightly absent-minded.
"Does it look good?"
Ye Tong raised the corners of her mouth slightly, opening and closing her moist lips, revealing her pearly white teeth.
Fan quickly recovered from his daze, calmed down his emotions a little, and said, "Why are you here?"
"Waiting for you."
Nighteye turned his head.
"Wait for me."
Fan frowned, "You follow me."
His tone suddenly became cold.
"Don't be nervous.
I don't need to follow you if I want to find you.
And if this is the case, you will definitely find it, right?"
"Don't look at me with that look.
You're not the only one who has your own secrets."
Nighteye blinked.
"Tell me what's going on."
"There is someone who wants to see you, or in other words, you need to see this person."
"Who?"
"Count Orici."
"Sir, we have been brought here."
Nighteye greeted Origi slightly as he sat on the spacious leather rug.
"Sit down."
Oric stretched out his hand to Van.
Seeing Fan meticulously sitting cross-legged, Oric nodded slightly, "Yetong must have told you the reason why you came to see me.
I don't like nonsense, so I asked you directly, what is your answer. " As early as ten minutes ago, Fan had learned about Aurich's purpose from Ye Tong.
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Every five years, the empire will hold a routine national carnival, which selects strong talents from various civilian or slave classes to participate in bloody and glorious gladiatorial matches.
This kind of gladiatorial battle is not Yama's kind of game where you can give up at any time.
Instead, it starts from the moment you step into the gladiatorial field.
In the end, only one team can make it to the end alive.
The process of gladiatorial combat is full of blood and violence, and killing is the only way to solve the problem.
The participating teams that have been eliminated in advance will not only have to face humans of the same species, but also face powerful Zerg that may be thrown into the battlefield at any time.
And this time, it is said that even more terrifying mutant biochemical beasts have been added.
Therefore, no one can predict the final result, and it is not unheard of for the Zerg to become the final winner.
The team that wins in the end can not only gain a glorious identity and the final prize, but can even get a fiefdom or be granted any reasonable request.
This is also the reason why all the contestants sacrifice their lives.
As for why the empire routinely holds such a competition, this is actually a reshuffle of rights between families within the empire.
The people of the empire are committed to researching genetic variation and mutation, and each family has its own system.
The more advanced the research results of a family, the more abundant their strength and resources will naturally be.
For example, the Caroline family, which has suddenly emerged, has become the most powerful family in the empire because it has mastered the production of mutant genes. .
Gene research naturally requires experimental subjects.
As a strategic and valuable resource, modified humans cannot easily serve as experimental subjects, so a large base of slaves has become the best candidate.
Through the transformation and mutation of these slaves, each major family fully demonstrated their research results, and the one who finally reached the end must have the most powerful results.
It is through this method that the Imperial people re-divided power and simply wasted irrelevant slaves to complete the change of power "without bloodshed."
Compared with other organizations, this method is not un-advanced.
As an "ordinary person" with no abilities, Fan was able to fight in and out of the insect tide, and successfully killed his confidant Muhan, so he naturally attracted Origi's attention.
Faced with Aurich's inquiry, Fan did not answer immediately, "What can I get if I promise you."
"Status, money, women, whatever you want, I can satisfy you."
"None of this is what I want."
Fan's tone was cold.
"Then what do you want?"
Oric looked directly into Van's eyes.
"I want her."
Fan also looked directly into Aurich's eyes without flinching.
Oric followed the direction of Fan's finger, a pair of misty eyes reflected in his pupils.
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