Galactic Dark Net

The fat man like the meat mountain rushed into the elevator at the last moment. There were only Han Lang and his two people in the elevator. It was very crowded, and Han Lang quickly let the side pass.

The fat man is very weird, wearing a striped baseball shirt, and a dozen small cymbals on his head. The headphones are quite loud, playing the rhythm of punk rock music, and wearing sunglasses.

"You are also coming to the test?" The fat man was very polite, and he saw Han Lang holding a form in his hand and asked with a snoring noise.

Han Lang nodded.

"Hey, my name is morning, the weight of the morning in the morning is heavy, what about you?" asked the meat mountain morning.

"Han Lang, the waves of wandering." Han Lang smiled, thinking that this morning heavy classmate is really heavy enough, people are as famous.

The button was closer to the morning weight, and he reached out and pressed the button on the 18th floor.

Han Lang slightly frowned: "Chen Zhongxiong, the girl at the front desk told me to go to the 17th floor."

Chen Zhong did not think that he had put a fat head on his back. "That is what they made wrong. If you come to the director Li Muyun to take the test, you should go to the 18th floor. I have been there for several times, and I can't be wrong."

Han Langyi, the girl at the front desk did tell me that she was looking for the director of surname Li. Is it really wrong? Looking at the morning heavy classmates seems to be very clear, Han Lang did not say anything.

Only where did he know that the Superpower Authority had two directors, Li Jie on the 17th floor and Li Muyun on the 18th floor...

Hey~

In the twinkling of an eye, the 18th floor, the elevator door opened is a long corridor.

They came to a room with a test center. There were two men and a woman guard at the door. When they saw the morning, they greeted him.

"Morning heavy, Director Li just recited you." The female guard said with a smile.

"That is a must, how can I do less?" Morning is not very modest, patted a thick chest.

"Who is this one who is following you? It looks pretty good." The male guard looked at Han Lang and asked.

"Han Lang, my brother." The great morning scream said that the two guards had heard that Han Lang was with Chen Zhong and there was not much.

The sofa in the living room is very comfortable. In addition to Han Lang and Chen Zhong, there are still a few people sitting in a scattered position. A middle-aged uncle wearing glasses is reading in a leisurely manner. A girl with freckles on her face is dressing in the mirror. There is also a strong bald head doing push-ups with one finger, and the whole body of the scorpion meat is a trainer.

On the coffee table, there are fruits and snacks to entertain guests. In the morning, I picked up two apples and looked at them. The big one kept it, and the small one gave Han Lang. This fat man is not only self-satisfied but also very welcome.

Rubbing ~

Rubbing ~

The good appetite of the morning made Han Lang shocked. He had just smashed half of the apple. Chen Zhong had already wiped out all the food on the coffee table. This thick and cheeky swayed on the coffee table next to him and put it in front of others. All of the food that I put in was brought to my own front, and I was devastated for a while.

Perhaps Han Lang always sees himself making the morning heavy, and he checks out a piece of fruit candy from a pile of food in front of him.

"Would you like to eat sugar?" Chen Zhong was very reluctant to hand the candy to Han Lang.

"I just eat this." Han Lang waved his hand.

"Oh, then I am not welcome, there is still some time to eat lunch, first pad." Chen said while eating.

Pad a pad?

Han Lang is speechless, and he can't eat so many things in a week. For the morning weight, it is just a snack before dinner. This family must have a lot of money, or else who will raise him.

Waiting for the morning to wipe out all the fruits and snacks, and inside the room, a man wearing a white coat, about 50 years old, his hair is all white, very thin, and there are still a few people with him. The look is also super power, one by one superb.

"The test is over, go back to rest," said the old man in white coat.

"Morning heavy!" The old man wearing a white coat saw the morning weight and shouted his name. "Your boy is late again, come in quickly and come in. Come with me."

So the living room was connected to Han Lang and Chen Zhong. A total of six people entered the room. I saw that it was more spacious than the living room. A row of ten sets of super-capacity test warehouses, white, resembled a large goose egg.

It’s good to have a good morning, and six people are in the middle. Li Muyun is only busy with the morning.

"Two hundred and thirty-one kilograms? Morning heavy, you can't do this, you have to find a way to reach 300 kilograms to reach the standard." Li Muyun stood on the weight scale in the morning and recorded his weight.

Han Lang really couldn't understand what Chen Zhong and Li Muyun were doing, and several other scholars put the form on the table next to the test machine and took off the shoes and got into the machine.

"Director Li, would you like to start first? People have a date at noon." The girl with freckles on her face said.

Li Muyun did not look back. "Well, yes, bring your helmet with you and press the start button."

Then several other people took out the metal helmet in the test chamber, and then pressed the start button on the door, the test chamber would be completely closed.

Seeing that the other four people have closed the hatch, Li Muyun is still busy for the morning, and after measuring the weight, he began to test the blood sugar and fat content. It seems that the morning weight of these people is a special one.

Since Director Li said that he started, Han Lang also reached out to find the start button on the hatch. The screen showed that the stress test was ready and could be started at any time.

“Pressure testing? Shouldn’t it be called superpower testing?”

Han Lang didn't think much, and reached out and pressed it on the start button.

Hey~

When the test warehouse was opened, Han Lang felt like a light and was crossing the endless starry sky.

Suddenly, a light curtain appeared in the dark starry sky, indicating that the system is evaluating Han Lang.

“The DNA is recorded and the superpower feature is tested.”

"The width of the brain domain, level A."

"The source force index is twenty-seven, junior."

"Superpower pedigree, mysterious."

"Super power type, dark extinction, grade, S grade."

“After the assessment is completed, it is allowed to enter the Milky Way stress test.”

Han Lang slammed, and the system’s expressions have no doubt that he is now a superpower. The source index is twenty-seven, with a mysterious darkness and super power!

Mystery! ?

The darkness is extinct! ?

Han Lang is excited to want to shout out loud, his super power is not rubbish, but the most special mystery of all super powers!

Ten thousand stars bought the lowest level of inheritance crystals, but made Han Lang an extremely rare mysterious superpower? God, this is a jackpot!

Han Lang has read some articles about super-power classification on the dark network. At present, the super-power classification is generally based on the principle that the super-power capable of releasing the fireball is classified into the fire system, and the lightning can be controlled in the electric system. Power is very much categorized in the strength department.

But not all super powers are as easy to understand as fire, and there are many superpowers that are equally powerful but weird and puzzling. These super powers that everyone can't understand will be classified as Mysterious department.

The amount of mysterious coefficient in the superpower is very low, to the point where there is no one in the middle, and Han Lang happens to have a mysterious super power called dark extinction.

Who can believe that the tens of thousands of stars of a garbage inheritance crystal, actually let Han Lang inherit the mysterious super power!

In retrospect, Han Lang thinks that it is very likely that the mysterious superpowers are scarce, so even the merchants who sell the crystals can not distinguish the mysterious crystals, and live the lifeless baby as a garbage.

The crystal absorbed by Han Lang has a deep black color, is completely opaque, and is quite different from other inheriting crystals. The old saying goes well, and the abnormality must be a demon. This difference is not because the crystal level is too low, because it is Mystery! Of course, it is different from those of common crystals.

Hey~

Han Lang is excited and finds that he has been transferred to a very strange place. The center of the circular plaza stands with a stone tablet with the words of the Milky Way Stress Test Center. The surrounding is full of portals of more than six meters. From time to time, there are people in the square. Enter the portal, and people gather to talk.

The marble floor under the foot is very textured, the sky has blue sky and white clouds, and a group of birds are flying, but look closely at the people in the square. These people are followed by a small light curtain. Wherever people go, the light curtain is Where to go, the above shows the identity ID of each person, the country, the level, the current points and other information.

Han Lang understands that this is a virtual space. In simple terms, virtual space collects various physiological indicators of human beings, and then generates a virtual character on the host computer that is exactly the same as himself. As for the environment, it is also virtual. Once you participate in a very cruel battle, you will not be hurt.

Of course, this kind of security is not absolute. If a superpower level and control are very low, it will easily cause brain damage and even brain death once it is hit by a large amount of data.

"You only have primary super power?" Suddenly, Han Lang heard a surprised voice behind him.

He looked back and saw that he was the bald head doing push-ups in the living room. He had a strong scorpion meat, about twenty-seven years old. The characteristics were obvious, so Han Lang remembered him.

Han Lang was embarrassed to say: "Yes, my name is Han Lang, the wandering waves. This is my first test. I don't know how Xiongtai is called? How is this stress test?"

"Call me a monk." The bald head was surprised and asked: "Who asked you to come here to test?"

"Morning weight."

"You are familiar with him?"

"Unfamiliar, I just met when I took the elevator. I was going to the 17th floor. As a result, I said that the test was on the 18th floor and I brought it here."

"Seventeenth floor? Then say that you are registering for super powers? Is it really the first test, not the stress test?"

Han Lang glanced and hurriedly said: "Yeah, I just want to register as a superpower. By the way, I apply for a StarCraft Passport. The result is that I have come here. I don’t know if the stress test is different from the initial test? I see Most of the squares are people of other planets, and the people on earth seem to be both of us."

The monk listened with a bitter smile, patted his bare head hard, and looked at Han Lang with some pity. Shen Sheng said: "You are miserable by the dead fat man in the morning, so tell you, the first test is for See if you have super powers and what kind of super powers you have."

"And here is the preliminaries of the Galaxy Conference next year. All the top fighters from all the planets come to fight and compete for the qualification of the Galaxy Conference!"

"You have a junior superpower who ran directly to the battlefield. It’s just a wrong place!"