Above the gray fog

The Lookout has its own military rank system. Lin Shan started as an ordinary soldier in this system. After nearly ten thousand years, he is now a T3 staff member in the Lookout branch.

His daily task is to give orders, or accept tasks assigned by the superiors, and then give orders again.

Every day, new Lookout members die on the battlefield because of his orders, but these are normal things and no one cares.

Time has proved that Lin Shan is a qualified general.

Only after all the new members entered the tower did Lin Shan close the window and return to the office.

"What is the main body doing?"

"If you don't come, I will become the tower master..."

He sighed softly.

As his status became higher and higher, his presence became more and more conspicuous. Although this could more easily cover up the cause and effect of the main body, his outstanding performance also caught the eyes of some strong men.

He clearly felt that he could no longer stay here. If he continued like this, he would be exposed sooner or later.

He must find an opportunity to escape.

......

On the other side.

Another Lin Shan was concentrating on retreat.

In the past five thousand years, he rarely went out.

He had checked his body inside and out, and found nothing that could be called abnormal.

The only difference from normal people was the existence space full of photos.

But the existence space was just a pure concrete form of existence, it was existence itself.

Existence represented him, and denying existence was denying himself.

If the abnormality was really in the existence space, it meant that there was something wrong with his foundation.

These five thousand years were not without gain.

Lin Shan knew very well that he could not study the abnormality of his body yet, so he spent most of his time on creating new skills and studying "non-existence".

He had touched "non-existence" before, although it was only for a moment, but if he carefully searched his memory, he could still recall the feeling at that time.

Lin Shan's perception was that "non-existence" was not "non-existence" in time, space or dimension, it was itself a simple rule, or a rule.

In the process of studying "non-existence", Lin Shan combined multiple directions and integrated more than 300 kinds of skills. On the basis of "Hidden Breath", he created "Hidden Breath Enhanced Edition", which showed an effect very close to "non-existence". '

By distorting the rules of nature and denying its own existence in nature, all damage can be avoided.

"Hidden Breath Enhanced Edition" can avoid the damage caused by the disordered to a certain extent, but the energy consumed each time it is used is too huge. If the damage avoided is not fatal, it will be a bit of a loss, and the cost will be less than the gain.

Once the enemy seizes the weak gap, "Hidden Breath Enhanced Edition" will fall apart.

The "non-existence" of the disordered is the "Hidden Breath Enhanced Edition" that can be permanently sustained without any consumption, so naturally there is no weak gap.

Just as Lin Shan was thinking, the sound of an explosion came from a distance.

He frowned, and his figure disappeared in an instant, appearing in a room full of various devices.

The room was filled with smoke, and the air was filled with a strange smell.

The butcher coughed a few times with a dusty face, and after seeing Lin Shan, he walked towards him.

"Are there any results?" Lin Shan asked.

"A little bit." The butcher nodded tiredly, "Through the 'hidden breath' energy you provided, I have been able to pry a small amount of the seven-color original energy, but I can't control it accurately. Any mistake will cause the fused energy to be repelled, resulting in an explosion."

"Although there has been some progress, in terms of the result, this road may not work. A child cannot accurately control a large iron ball with a fragile wooden stick, and the 'hidden breath' energy you provided cannot be used as a real key."

"What if there is no need for precise control? Can it be precisely detonated?" Lin Shan asked.

"Precise detonation?" The butcher looked strange, "What do you mean?"

"The seven-color energy we synthesize and the seven-color energy controlled by the disordered are essentially the same energy. Since we can detonate the synthesized seven-color energy, why can't we detonate the energy emitted by the disordered?"

The butcher's scalp numbed when he heard it, and he made a metaphor to describe what Lin Shan wanted, "If you are an ordinary person, and another ordinary person attacks you with a powerful firearm, you can make the bullets in the firearm yourself, and you can use some means to make the bullets explode without firing, but you can't use this This method can detonate the bullet fired from the firearm. When the bullet hits you, it will naturally explode, but it will be too late. "

Lin Shan frowned and thought, "What if I can block it and not die?"

"In theory, if you can take the attack of the disordered person at close range, you can use the aftermath of the disordered person to fight back against the disordered person. The moment the attack hits you, the energy properties will change, and the aftermath will also affect the attacker himself. Do you want to shock the disordered person to death in this way?" The butcher was speechless about Lin Shan's proposal, but it must be said that Lin Shan's imagination is sometimes really beyond imagination.

As he said, the butcher condensed a black ball of light in his hand. The energy on the ball of light gradually increased, and even made Lin Shan feel a little dangerous.

"Try to take it head-on!" The butcher licked his lips.

Lin Shan raised his eyebrows slightly and let the ball of light hit him.

At the moment of the light ball's impact, the powerful shock wave made Lin Shan step back several steps, his clothes were torn, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he looked a little miserable, but these were all superficial injuries.

The butcher was also knocked back half a step by the recoil.

He spread his hands.

"That's it. Attacking you at such a close distance, I will definitely receive some recoil, but it's probably only one percent of the force you receive. If you are proficient in controlling the force, you can even receive only one thousandth."

The butcher looked at Lin Shan with a strange look, "You want to shock me to death with this recoil?"

Lin Shan suddenly felt a headache, "If I had just detonated the light ball in your hand in advance, the recoil would not be so weak."

"But the disordered trait is more like a passive ability, not an energy ball launched over, we still lack a lot of things."

"This is really a tough job."

"Maybe we should change direction, you continue to study, I'll go out for a while." Lin Shan rubbed his head.

"Where are we going?"

"The Lookout Base."

"The Lookout may indeed have ancient books that record information about the Disordered, but the Lookout is not a force that is easy to mess with." Speaking of the Lookout, even the Butcher was a little afraid.

"Some private matters." Lin Shan waved his hand.

Hearing that it was a private matter, the Butcher stopped asking and stretched out his hand.

"Give me more 'Hidden Breath' energy."