I am your natural enemy

Wen Yan put the unconscious Er Jingong down and blessed him with yang energy.

Walking on the underworld in a living body is still in a coma, but there is harm, that is, Wen Yan walked fast. If Wen Yan hadn't followed him, and the yang energy radiated from his body, this guy would have been in a coma for up to twenty minutes. There is no need for Ah Piao there to do anything, he will be finished when he enters the palace the second time.

Wen Yan first met with his uncle, the fourth master, who came here specially to hold the ceremony. He looked a little tired, so it probably took a long time.

"I've alerted you and made a trip in person."

Brother Dao on the side seemed a little hoarse in his crows. Wen Yan also gave him a blessing and said thank you.

"Thanks, Brother Dao."

Brother Dao held his chest high and his head high, and he said yes, which was regarded as acceptance.

As soon as Wen Yan finished thanking him, there was a little zombie in his arms. The little zombie hugged his neck and kept licking.

Wen Yan touched the little zombie's head and kissed the little guy on the face.

"Good boy, thank you."

In a puzzle there, he saw the little zombie from his childhood, and he could confirm it at a glance.

Eighty percent of the time he was able to step into the old dream world with his aunt, it was also related to the little zombie.

Otherwise, it is not something he has experienced, and it would be difficult for him to step into it with just that connection.

Wen Yan stepped forward, looked at his silly son who was still looking into the room, and patted his little butt.

"You little bastard, I didn't even see your dad come back. If your dad doesn't come back, it will be hard for you to eat shit in the future."

The silly son turned his head, drooled, and stretched out his arms for a hug.

Wen Yan rolled his eyes and picked up his silly son with one hand. Then he saw the silly son stretched out his hand, tried to hold his head, and took a bite on his face, which made him drool all over his face.

At that moment, Wen Yan noticed that something was scratched off his face.

Only then did he remember that his face seemed to have gifts from those A-Piao before.

Wen Yan put his silly son down and patted his little butt.

"Hey, let me tell you, why did you ask for a hug today?"

The silly son was having fun, going on and on, and didn't care about being patted on his butt.

Looking at his silly son, Wen Yan shook his head, forget it, such a big kid can remember nothing but eating.

"You're not injured, are you?" The fourth master's uncle looked at Wen Yan and asked.

"I'm not injured, but I'm a little tired from running around all the time."

"When you are tired, take a rest first."

"No, someone wants to take the opportunity to kill me inside. I don't dare to sleep at all now. If I fall asleep, I'm afraid I will encounter problems again."

The fourth master's uncle took out a black wood pendant and handed it to Wen Yan.

"You wear this thing around your neck."

"What's this?"

"Actually, it is used for suppression. It is most suitable for you. Wearing this thing, you should not fall into the old dream so easily."

With that said, the fourth master's uncle took out another small box and handed it to Wen Yan.

"This is from the headmaster. He said it was temporarily loaned to you for handling cases. Before I could give it to you, you had already fallen into it."

Wen Yan opened the small box, and inside was a badge with a slightly mottled surface and even blood stains on it.

"The other side said, this badge is borrowed, don't lose it.

This is the military merit badge received by the old man who set a record for the number of kills in a battle during the founding of the country.

The Lieyang Department was not qualified to give this thing away. The head of the headquarters went to ask in person and confirmed who wanted to borrow it.

In addition, the current incident is the first priority, so I agreed to lend you my protection. "

Wen Yan looked at the badge, and when he looked around, he realized that the blood stains on it were gone.

"Patriot Emblem/Killing God emblem."

"A badge poured out on the battlefield with the enemy's blood and lives.

When recognized, you can temporarily master it and obtain buff bonuses.

The specific effect will change according to the actual situation and the situation of the holder.

Up to thirteen effects can be possessed at the same time.

Note: Do not wear it except in extreme circumstances. "

The moment he reached out and touched the badge, there was a new reminder.

"Get temporary buff: Weiguo."

"When the enemy is not a citizen of China, he will gain 25% immune immunity, 25% critical hit chance, and 25% dodge chance."

"Note 1: Critical hits will cause an additional 100% (X) damage."

"Note 2: When dodging a single damage, you will be immune to this damage (the more chances of dodging, the less effective the effect will be)"

Wen Yan's eyes changed slightly. No wonder the headquarter chief said he was giving him something, temporarily, as a prop for the mission.

He never expected that the head of the headquarters would give such an outrageous thing despite his casual remarks.

The appearance of this badge was something that a real boss got in exchange for killing hundreds of enemies on the battlefield.

Just by hearing the four words "kill record", you know that it is impossible to wholesale the things.

As soon as he touched it, he immediately got a buff. There are up to thirteen buffs, and he doesn't know what the triggering conditions are.

He put the small box away and kept it close to his body. Even if it was nothing else and only triggered this one, it would be enough.

Any prompt with a parentheses containing a multiplication sign at the end is extremely outrageous.

Instead of calculating damage based on fixed damage, it is calculated directly on a proportional basis. That is, the stronger you are, the greater the benefits.

I just don’t know what the upper limit of this buff is.

If this badge is given to Tuoba Wushen, and Tuoba Wushen can also trigger this buff, Wen Yan dare not imagine what it would be like if Tuoba Wushen's power doubled.

"This thing is a bit outrageous. Is it suitable for me to use it temporarily?"

"You are doing business with it, what are you afraid of."

Wen Yan felt that he seemed to have underestimated the foundation of Lieyang Department or Shenzhou.

He remembered going to the warehouse of Lieyang Department and seeing the densely packed rows of shelves.

Maybe the things are indeed there, but there are no suitable people or corresponding things to use them.

It should be that ordinary people cannot master those things, and the disadvantages far outweigh the advantages, so they have been hidden and covered.

In the final analysis, there is still a lack of people, people with certain strength.

Wen Yan collected these, took out his mobile phone, and sent all the photos and videos he had taken before to Black Box.

"Find the corresponding things first."

While Black Box was searching, Wen Yan called the head of the headquarters.

On the other side, in the headquarters, the head of the headquarters was still directing Black Box to dig out information, and Black Box popped up a message for him.

"Wen Yan called."

"Is he back?"

"The phone connected to the signal 377 seconds ago."

"Answer it." The call was connected, and the head of the headquarters said in a deep voice: "Wen Yan, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I also brought out the second prisoner. He is not dead yet, so it should be no problem. Also, I just sent something over. You'd better not look at it directly, otherwise it may be dangerous."

"I'm glad you're okay. Next, you should have a good rest. As for me, you don't have to worry."

"No, I already have an important clue. I want to catch the person as soon as possible."

While talking to Wen Yan, the head of the headquarters asked the black box to open the photos sent by Wen Yan.

The phone of the Lieyang Department took photos of a temple and a small town, which were all related to the case.

Wen Yan also took a photo of the sandstorm, but he didn't send that photo to the black box.

The original intention was to take a photo of the aunt, which was really handsome.

But for fear of causing unknown risks, he only took a photo of the sandstorm as a lead.

He remembered that the big zombie in Chinese clothing said that even if the fragmented scenes in the old dream were swallowed by the dark curtain, they could still be re-condensed.

Wen Yan didn't know whether he could find the real body of the statue outside, or what if the statue was no longer outside?

It was all possible.

Since he had found a way to get out, he wondered if he could go to the dungeon repeatedly if it was gone in the present world?

Anyway, we always have to make various preparations and consider various situations.

After all, the things in the old dream no longer exist in the present world, which should be considered a common situation.

The general manager didn't know that Wen Yan was full of strange thoughts now, and he looked at the photos.

The black box had given the matching results.

The photos of the town, the matching results were more than 20 years ago, and compared with the photos at that time, it was basically confirmed.

The matching results of the temple also came out. It was a hall in the northeast, but the temple had been demolished ten years ago.

It was still a demolition project led by the local government. A reservoir and a highway were to be built in that area. At that time, the people of the small temple wanted to apply for an ancient building to delay the demolition.

However, according to the appraisal at that time, the temple was not an ancient building at all. It was built decades ago and was not used as a temple during construction.

When it was demolished, the records said that it was led by the people of the hall, who were going to demolish it first, and then use the original core materials to build it in another place.

This was also approved, and corresponding compensation was given, but after the approval, there was no follow-up.

The records said that after the demolition, no one took away the bricks, tiles and beams, and those who received the compensation money were already rich.

At that time, the people of the hall over there also had an internal fight, and people died. It was quite fierce.

The director looked at the photos and videos, and vaguely felt that there seemed to be some force pulling.

But the moment that force appeared, it dissipated directly, and it could not shake the director standing here at all.

After feeling it, the director continued to look at what Wen Yan recorded in real time.

"Wen Yan, the thing you are looking for has been demolished a long time ago, but I have some impression of this thing."

"Ah, it's really gone?" Wen Yan was disappointed, so where should he go to challenge the difficulty?

"No, the temple was demolished, and the bricks, tiles and beams were not taken away, but the real core things should have been taken away, and they must have been rebuilt somewhere else. The black box will show you the information about the following things. I can't tell you orally. After tracing it here, I will give you news. You may need to go to the old dream."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, the head of the headquarters looked at the screen and continued.

"Record, triggerable old dream, named Tangkou.

Falling risk level, level one, low.

Under limited conditions, falling risk level, level four, medium and high.

Strength threat level, level three.

Falling escape difficulty, fixed level five."

The head of the headquarters looked at the photos and recalled some things in the past.

This time, the matter is indeed a bit troublesome, that is, the trouble that could not be handled in the past has extended all the way to the present.

The screening of the black box is still going on. The director is looking at the map on the screen. The number of light spots on the map has been decreasing. From densely packed covering the entire map, they have become sparsely scattered now.

As the black box mobilized a large amount of computing power here, the headquarter director received news again that the computing power center had begun to report. At the same time, too much computing power was mobilized.

The headquarter director sighed and waited for the new center to be fully operational.

What limits the power of the black box now is no longer the collection of information, but the serious inability to keep up with the computing power.

Fortunately, the new computing power center is still being debugged and can be explained by testing. Otherwise, such a big movement would definitely not be concealed.

"Reduce the computing power and give priority to investigating the temple-related matters."

If it is as he expected, it can't be a simple mobilization of people to crush it. If things are so simple, it would be easy to handle.

On the other side, Wen Yan hung up the phone and waited for news.

He was thinking about another thing. In his aunt's old dream, one of the puzzle pieces was someone taking action and doing something.

He was particularly familiar with that drizzling rain.

When the information was erased, he also saw the drizzling rain. When some information was about to be erased, he used poison to fight poison, and used the sea monster photo to disgust himself, so it was not erased.

This time was different. The aunt in the dream was the aunt in peak condition. She crushed something with her bare hands, causing the other party to lose gold coins and leaving a drop of water.

The aunt threw that drop of water to him, adding a little progress to his Jieyu Shuiguan Lu.

It was the first time that Wen Yan saw a physical experience package. If he said he didn't miss it, it would be a bit hypocritical.

He still didn't want to use the progress that he could use directly in his inventory.

There are special experience packages, don't waste them.

After resting for a while and eating something, Wen Yan also gave him some food when Er Jin Gong woke up.

Wen Yan thought that someone from the Lieyang Department would come and take Er Jin Gong away, but no one came. He even saw that the news of his return was hidden.

Wen Yan didn't know what the general manager was going to do.

Wen Yan wore the amulet given by the fourth uncle, and rested at home for two hours. He was full of energy and not sleepy at all.

Wen Yan looked at the information sent by the head of the headquarters in the black box.

They were all related to the temple. In addition to the demolition, there were more related things later.

The Lieyang tribe had actually known about the Great Wilderness, the domain, and the old dream very early.

Especially the old dream, which has the highest confidentiality level, because if you know it and talk about it, you may fall into it.

Even if this kind of fall, most of the time there is no risk, and you will come back soon after falling, and you may not feel anything.

But in general, if you don’t come back within a certain period of time after falling, you will never come back again.

In contrast, the domain generally has its own fixed rules, and experienced ordinary field staff have a good chance of solving it.

The old dream does not have the kind of rules that are particularly easy to use, and there are all kinds of strange things.

So far, there are not many people in the entire Lieyang tribe who know about the old dream.

Being able to enter your own old dream and a portal that can exist in the present world are two different concepts.

It is normal for the Lieyang Department to be nervous.

The information given by the General Headquarters this time said that the bloody case in the ghost market was just a trigger, a trigger for the conflict.

There were records at that time that some people did disappear, and no one was seen alive or dead. However, according to the situation at that time, it was speculated that the other party ran away.

The temple that Wen Yan photographed was a hall that had disappeared in name. At that time, this hall belonged to the people who stood on the opposite side of Cai Heizi and the General Headquarters.

However, at that time, it was considered a team, and this hall was also a marginal role that did not attract attention at all.

Later, the head of this hall and the things that were worshipped at that time were also confirmed to have died in the same kind of fight, that is, the fight between Hu Huang Bai Liu Hui and Hu Huang Chang Mang Qing.

At that time, the commotion was too much, and mediation was ushered in later. Until now, there are two groups, and no one cares about each other on weekdays, and they are clearly divided.

Don’t look at the fact that both factions have Hu Huang, that is, Hu Xianer and Huang Xianer.

But this is not fence-sitting. There are several types of foxes, such as red foxes, white foxes, etc. They are clearly divided and cannot urinate in the same pot.

As for Huang Xian'er, the division is even clearer. They are not simply unable to urinate in the same pot, but they often fight for life and death.

In the past, the Northeast's fight for the title was very strange, and the most troubles were caused. The protagonists were basically weasels. And these weasels who fought for the title, over the past few decades, died in the Lieyang tribe, no, died in the hands of humans, which was not as good as the fraction of those who died in the hands of other weasels.

According to the rules between the Lieyang tribe and the monsters, the Lieyang tribe could not say anything. According to the rules, this is called internal handling and cleaning up the house.

The long-term grievances have been accumulated for many years, so this time when they heard that the faction with Qingfeng had an accident, the old rats of the other faction not only went out in person, but also acted like they were risking their lives, risking injuries to leave solid evidence and clues.

These things all have historical reasons.

So a lot of the information Wen Yan saw now was actually dug out by the faction without Qingfeng in the past few days.

These guys are much more concerned than the people of Lieyang.

Wen Yan finished reading this and fell asleep during his second visit to the palace. He woke up, fell asleep, and woke up twice again. He couldn't fall asleep again.

"Rest assured, it's very safe here. Ordinary people don't dare to come here to seek death."

"I can't sleep..."

The butler made tea and brought it over. Er Jin Gong stood up and thanked him immediately. The butler politely returned the greeting.

Just as they were chatting, Wen Yan's phone rang. It was an encrypted call, and it was from a black box.

"Hello?"

"It's me. I have something to confirm with you."

"You tell me."

"Didn't that guy say before that he transported a dead person, but he was seen alive the next day."

"Yes, yes."

"Is it confirmed?"

Wen Yan glanced at Er Jin Gong and asked again. Er Jin Gong nodded nervously.

"Well, can you go in again?" the general manager asked.

"Is it important?"

"Yes, I suspect that some of the people who I thought were dead back then may not be dead."

"If I go in, I probably won't find the fragments from that year, right?"

"No, just this time's will do. Some people are anxious. It's just a dream from the past. They reacted a little too much."

"Something happened?" Wen Yan instantly felt that the tone was not right.

"Well, just now, someone tried to go to the White Fox tribe, but failed. The road there is blocked, and the people who went there should be gone. Also, a civil war broke out within the Yellow Weasel Demon tribe half an hour ago... Also, Deputy Minister Ma, who went to the Northeast to guide the work, was assassinated and is being rescued."

"Wait... How could he be assassinated? Are you crazy?" Wen Yan was shocked. How did he succeed?

"I don't know when his driver was affected. It must have happened within three months."

"What is he trying to do?"

"You touched that old dream. After you came back, I tried my best to block the news. Two and a half hours later, this kind of thing started to happen. Someone should know that you are back alive. Someone is completely unable to sit still and has to start diverting their attention. So, I want you to go again and try. This time, it's not an ordinary mission, nor is it that you accidentally fell. I will send you a formal document. Did you receive the badge?"