Psychics don't die from gunfire

The third day.

"Have you never changed your suit?"

Song Shi casually put a cross on the application document for the farewell banquet of the Security Bureau and turned to look at the man not far away.

From the time the other party reported to work until now, the three-piece suit seems to have grown on his body forever. No matter where he goes, it is always black and white.

"Your Majesty, Supervisor, as your adjutant on this trip." Anthony put down the data pad, with the words plan, regulations, tentative, etc. vaguely visible on it: "This is one of the standard attire."

"oh"

Song Shi touched his chin. Strictly speaking, in the past three days, except for killing Mendan Lorati on the first night and giving a few instructions, he had been somewhat idle.

Anthony was responsible for handling and handing over government affairs further down the line, because he had killed or arrested a bunch of people, and the subsequent collection of illegal assets had always been handled by Lapis Lazuli.

"Have you met the Lord of Yenan?" Song Shi suddenly thought of something: "Of course, according to your Second National Assembly, he is the 'speaker'."

"I took my oath of office in front of a portrait of the Speaker."

Anthony replied, and then shook his head: "But I have not seen him in person. My original department is not in the first court, but the supervisor of the outer court. Do you need me to explain this further?"

"That's not necessary." Song Shi touched the texture of the mayor's desk: "How should I put it, I don't know much about Ye Nan, but I'm probably more familiar with it than you estimate. ”

Yenan uses the [First Court] as the undisputed center of governance. It is both a palace and a parliament. It also serves as the company headquarters, the Holy See, the production core, the Golden Account, the Governor's Palace, and a series of other titles.

It’s just that the [First Court] is divided into two parts: the inner court and the inner court. The inner court is the real residence of the Lord of Yinnan, and the outer court is the affiliated governing body of the Ministry of Energy, Justice, Military, and Commerce.

Of course, according to the theoretical laws of Yenan, the latter only has the right to make suggestions but not decision-making. All decisions belong to the Lord of Yenan.

However, in actual practice, unless there are particularly important matters, most Yinnan affairs will still be handled by these outside courts that work day and night.

According to Anthony's opening statement that night, he was previously an assistant to the chief of staff in a subordinate office of the Ministry of Justice affiliated with the outer court.

At an age worthy of being in his early thirties, getting this position means he has a bright future.

"Anthony, your spiritual power has reached the second level, right?" Song Shi turned his head and looked at the other person: "But in the past few days, have you been a little too restrained?"

Although in the past three days, the other party has transformed into a terrorist administrator, dealing with the turbulent wave that has set off in Panyan City after the inspection patrol without stopping for a moment.

But Song Shi noticed it the first time he saw the other person.

——This Anthony Sally surprisingly possesses the second-level spiritual power!

If you dig deeper, it feels like a skillful hand plucking strings. If nothing else, the path is [balance].

"Your Excellency, I am not hiding anything."

Under Anthony's stern look, his tone was extremely calm: "It's just that in these three days, with you, Lapis Lazuli, and the Security Bureau here, there is no application scenario that requires me to use force."

"I'm not restrained." He tapped his temple: "Without the spiritual transformation of me, I can't bear the current transformation of the prosthetic body, but"

He paused for a moment and looked directly at the young man: "I am a psyker on the path of [Balance], but before that, I was Anthony Sally of Yenan."

Song Shi didn't show any surprise.

Psionics are born from "psychics", and even the same psionic skill will produce greater or smaller differences in the hands of different psionic beings.

With Song Shi's ability to perceive spiritual energy, he has already been able to see through it and detect some deep-seated things. What's more, Anthony can say that he has nothing to hide and has always faced himself calmly.

"There is no right or wrong choice, it doesn't matter." Song Shi stepped down from the chair and couldn't help but smile.

"——Try it first and then talk."

There was no surprise in Anthony's dark blue pupils.

He put down the data tablet completely and rolled up his sleeves with both hands, revealing a prosthetic leg covered with artificial skin.

"Monitor your Excellency, the environment"

"It doesn't matter, it's here." Song Shi smiled calmly, a wisp of flame lingering: "I still have a little control."

The temporarily requisitioned office of the mayor of Panyan City suddenly lit up with red-gold light, and then with a loud bang, the fire sensor was triggered, and fire sprinklers flipped out of the ceiling, spraying water suddenly.

"Pfft--" In the sound, before it fell, the splashing water was burned by the moving fire and turned into a steaming mist. Then, even the water mist disappeared in the scorching heat of the spiritual flame.

Neither of the two parties present paid the slightest attention to Qi.

"Monitor your Excellency."

Anthony raised his right hand, and the etched circuit that spread across his wrist flickered with silver light: "The field of my spiritual balance is 'flow'."

The man spread his fingers slightly and moved forward slowly.

Song Shi raised his eyebrows. At the same time that Anthony made this action, the air flow in the office changed.

Like a bristle brush brushing the messy sideburns of a wild horse, as the opponent's fingers passed by, the atmosphere in the entire office, which had been turbulent due to flames and water mist, suddenly became smooth, and they all moved towards the same person. direction flow.

Anthony clenched his fists.

The airflow that was originally like water satin suddenly collapsed, as if it was smashed on the bluestone slab, and fell to the ground with a crackling sound, dividing into countless directions and dispersing.

Song Shi raised his hand and grabbed a handful of air, feeling it carefully, and understood: "The strength is okay, ordinary single-soldier thermal firepower, as long as it is not at the level of close-range metal jets, is almost no threat to you."

"But in this case, the defense is obviously stronger than the offense. What do you rely on to supplement the offensive? Thermal weapons?"

"Yes."

Anthony lifted the hem of his suit, and it can be seen that there is a pistol with hard iron color hanging on each side of his waist, the right one is dark gray and heavy, and the left one is black and slender.

"'Stardust' energy pulse pistol, the attack medium is pulse laser." He introduced them one by one, first pointing to the slender black one, and then pointing to the dark gray heavy one: "'Cross Sword' precision kinetic pistol, the advantage range is range and accuracy."

"I can make the pulse laser 'diverge' or 'merge' according to the application scenario. The Cross Sword precision kinetic pistol is for scenes with live ammunition shooting needs."

"Well, overall, defense is better than offense."

Song Shi nodded, first raised his index finger, then his middle finger.

The two fingers were closed together, like a sword, and the red-gold flames were used spontaneously, lingering around.

"——I attack and you defend, okay, here I come."