Devil Seeds

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment.

So far, he has not introduced himself.

This virtually illustrates a problem.

He didn't want to have any real interaction with the group of 'students' in front of him.

Perhaps in his eyes, these new students are no different from the student who was shot and killed by the laser before.

Before long, it will all be a mess.

"Have super powers by yourself? Of course it is also possible!"

"Any ghost weapon has proficiency and fit. When the proficiency and fit increase, the price you need to pay for each use will decrease. At the same time, ghost weapons can also feed back some power to the user and change the user's physical fitness. Of course, this is a long process, and you need to guard against the ghosts in these ghost weapons. Sometimes they don't really recognize you, maybe they are just using it." The middle-aged man said.

He didn't tell the truth. Those experienced monks read the answer from his face in the first instant.

Although this middle-aged man looks a little old, he is not good at lying.

What's more... For some monks, this guy who acts as their "teacher" in front of them is nothing more than a baby at best. Under the piercing eyes of these monks and old foxes, how could he be able to hide it from others?

"Perhaps, the value is not enough to obtain more important information."

"This is very reasonable. Even the most enlightened sect, it is absolutely impossible for the disciples of the outer sect to disclose some secrets and secrets in the sect." The monks can understand this concealment behavior very well.

"So you must become a reserve. Maybe after the reserve, you will be able to get in touch with a corner of the truth of this world."

On the first day of joining the training camp, I mainly learned the theory and learned some basic ghost hunting programs.

On the second and third days, the theory is more detailed, and the central control system continuously conducts questions and assessments.

Resting at night, in this special base, although they live in Datong shop, and there is no division of men and women, everyone sleeps soundly.

Because here, there is no need to worry about strange attacks.

On the fourth day, the students began to get in touch with some relatively cheap ghost weapons.

Strangeness is a 'foreign object' that suddenly appeared between the heaven and the earth a hundred years ago. They may have been transformed from people or some kind of creatures after death, but they touched the traces of the rules and turned into a rule monster that is almost immortal.

With the advancement of science and technology and the exploration of weirdness, scientists have placed the sealed weirdness in some specific devices, shortening the rules for them to display certain characteristics, and also reducing their power.

Turn the strange power into human beings.

A low-level ghost weapon that seals G-level ghosts.

Every time a ghost weapon of this level is used, the price to be paid is relatively easy.

Yingzhu holds a toy bubble gun in his hand, and pulls the trigger to shoot colorful bubbles.

Once these bubbles burst on the human body or ghost body, it will guide it to continue laughing.

The price of using it is that every time a shot is fired, there will be a spot on the user's body that will continue to itch for a week. So even if it is a G-level ghost weapon, it still needs to be treated with caution.

As a human being, if your body is covered with itchy acne, it may be difficult to live.

In the training camp, the ghost weapons that the students will be exposed to are basically G-level.

The students should be familiar with various types of ghost weapons, their functions and applications in combat, and at the same time be fully prepared for various "backlashes". For example, if you use a bubble gun, you must always have some sprays and ointments for itching.

After getting familiar with the ghost weapons, the students began to fight in groups.

Similar to ordinary firearms, or some external auxiliary equipment, it also requires everyone to get used to and skillfully operate.

A month is coming soon.

And this period of teaching is only a short month.

It seems that because of the increase in the number of students, the training camp has also chosen to simplify the teaching of the students.

However, this month's time is more than enough for those monks who already have different experiences.

There is a lot of knowledge that is interlinked.

Some of them have even started to make their own rune bullets in private, and even search for materials to hand rune guns.

There are also monks who have been trying to forge their bodies.

Some people even had their brains wide open, thinking of using weird powers to refine special monsters in a different world.

The G-level ghosts in those ghost weapons are the materials for their experiments.

When the last day of classes.

The middle-aged man who only showed up less than ten times in the whole process, and each class was less than two hours, looked at the more than one hundred people who were full of energy, and suddenly fell into an inexplicable silence.

"The one-month course is over!"

"Whether you gain something or not, in the future...you will all embark on a life of being enemies of ghosts and companions of weirdness."

"I can only wish you all the best of luck..." the middle-aged man said briefly.

There was no generous statement, nor was there any leak of more predictable information.

Just like the original indifference and indifference.

"Teacher! May I ask if anyone among us is qualified to be promoted to the reserve team of the Ghost Killing Team?" A student raised his hand and asked.

This is one of the few Aboriginal peoples left.

He was full of expectations for life, and his youthful appearance made many "old monks" miss him.

Continuous running will make people forget the original goal.

But everyone couldn't stop.

The middle-aged man looked indifferently at the boy with dreams.

Then he stepped off the podium for the first time and came to the boy's side.

poked his chest with his fingers.

"Do you want to join the ghost killing team?" the middle-aged man asked.

The young man nodded fiercely, with an excited and excited expression, as if he felt that his speech had attracted attention, and perhaps an opportunity had come.

"Just like you, you want to join the ghost killing team? Your 100-meter speed is only 12.4 seconds, your single-arm strength is no more than 40 kilograms, your reaction speed, analysis ability, and on-the-spot response...all of them are only rated as D, and you have no consortium support behind you, no family support, no strengthening medicine since childhood, no long-term bone training in the hydraulic biological chamber, no fighting master for fighting training, and no years of weird confrontation training in real virtual equipment... What did you bring to join the ghost killing team?"

"Do you know what you are going to face? Do you know the level of D... Do you know the degree of horror that exceeds the weirdness of D level? Do you know how many ignorant people like you die every year under those powerful and weird rules?"

"I warn you... I warn you too!"

"Don't have any unrealistic illusions, join a reliable firm, and the highest target is E-level. Then live a good life. Maybe ten years later, you will feel that you are the greatest luck to be alive."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man pushed the pale-faced boy away and strode away.

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