Steel steam and flame

He didn't understand anything at the time. Sisia only remembered that he was selected by people from all over the league and, like many others, was taken to the training ground. After that, a series of agreements were signed. A small number of people did not write down their names, but Sisia never saw them again after that.

A few weeks after going to training, the tribe leader arrived. The patriarch at that time was all smiles when he saw Xisiya. Although it is the same now, the nature of the smile is different.

It was then that the concept of the Stranger opened up in front of Xisiya. I started to learn a lot of things I had never heard of or understand before, and got to know a lot of things I had never seen before. Just when Sisia thought this was just another special learning mode, firearms entered her life.

Sisia believed that the moment she saw that standard pistol was the starting point for a complete change in her life trajectory. What surprised her was that she didn't resist it and didn't think she couldn't live in such an environment. Later, the instructor told them that these people who were selected to participate in the sacrificial ceremony-each of them had a similar trait and had a far stronger affinity than most people.

Later, based on the newly learned knowledge, Xixia self-identified this affinity as a strong ability to adapt to the environment, and could quickly find her own foothold in various situations without appearing nervous or blind. In the subsequent training, she also confirmed her judgment.

After collecting the official notice, Sicia asked Old Butler Ful to go back and rest.

"Old housekeeper, I would like to trouble you to inform everyone that there is nothing special happening recently. No matter whether it is at night or during the day, it is good to stay quietly in the room and rest. It is also good to read a book. Don't walk around outside. Meet... ,Hmm,,,, there is a strange noise, don’t check it rashly, it’s probably a notification like this.” Sisia said intermittently after thinking, not forgetting to reassure Fule, “Don’t worry anymore, everything will be fine.”

Seeing Foul's figure disappear under the light of the corridor, Sisia then looked at her emotional journey from going to the Nature Association to returning home to this moment. Indeed, it matches its own strong adaptability. Although there are fluctuations, there are no peaks and troughs, and it has always been consistent with the standard line.

Lying on the bed, Sisia couldn't help but think of the scene during the sacrificial ceremony.

"Did other people just see darkness and endure it alone for several months?" I really want to share the various aspects of the sacrificial ceremony with others. However, not only was this kind of thing strictly prohibited by the Fire Tribe, but in the entire Fire Alliance, the high priest also specifically reminded this matter in front of all surviving ritual participants after the ceremony.

But Sisia knows that a ban is a ban, and as long as it is not known to more people, it is a non-existent order. At the training ground, the small groups formed shared with each other.

None of the groups included Sisia. There are no friends, no so-called allies and groups, and even when many people are invited by other members or groups, this kind of thing has never included Sisia.

Fortunately, Sisia later confirmed her strong adaptability to the environment and that people like her were not alone. After that, Sisia felt better in her heart. Coming from a tribe as dispensable as grit would indeed interest no one. Furthermore, Xicia, who has not shown any extraordinary talents or traits and is the most ordinary participant in the sacrificial ceremony, thinks that she is just a foil for others.

"Is the voice in my head what I got during the sacrificial ceremony?" After the ceremony, Sisia always thought that the affinity that became stronger was something she got from the darkness, who didn't know when and where.

A thing that is abstract and cannot be embodied. When more people discovered that Xisiya was not afraid of almost all second-type creatures at the same stage, even creatures that exceeded the stage of the Stranger itself, in those short few months, Xisiya's status level has indeed been raised several levels.

In subsequent experiments, this ability was not only manifested in affinity, but also in command and control. Even those second-class creatures that already have masters, if they are not strong enough, are completely unable to resist Sisia's orders.

At that time, Xisiya had become the king of humanoid second-class creatures, with a tendency to exceed fifty of different types of second-class creatures at one time.

The final stage of the experiment is the young dragon, which is several meters long. Sisia showed the extremely strong traits and talents that appeared in her after the ceremony, and the young dragons can also be controlled by her!

But over time, as the characteristics of narcolepsy gradually emerge and intensify, this affinity fades. Going to the Nature Association to receive study and treatment is the Flame Tribe's last hope for Sisia's innate ability, which can only be regarded as potential.

"But what is the principle of this sound? Why can it give out a string of radio frequencies and accurately know the name of the other end?" It was something that she couldn't understand, but what made Sicia feel strange was that she had no resistance to it. Psychologically, it feels natural. Even when thinking about it at this moment, what I think about is only the principle of this matter, not from the perspective of doubt.

That voice had an indescribable meaning, like another person talking to myself, like a different individual independent of myself. At the lowest level of thinking, Xisiya has determined that the sound will not hurt herself, so she never worries about the authenticity of the sound, but considers whether to act according to the instructions of the sound, whether it will succeed, and whether it will bring bad consequences. Impact.

"The second personality...is this what I will call him from now on?" Xixia thought as she turned off the lamp and adapted to the darkness. The winter nights are dim and there is no light at all. She looked toward the window from the corner of her eye, and could only vaguely make out the outline of the window frame.

Tiredness quickly caught up with Sisia. She needs more time to rest and more material supplements.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, most of the lights on the edge of Morgan City had been lost, and only the center maintained a semblance of liveliness. At the entrance of the building of the Mandeville tribe, the fifteen people who appeared in the hall together in the morning just drove back now.

Several nice limousines walked slowly to the garage, making as little noise as possible. As for the quietness in the tribal building that was different from the past, it actually made them feel comfortable, which was exactly what they needed at this moment.

When he came out of the garage, the patriarch himself was holding a nearly one-meter-long silver-white alloy box in his hand, with a smile on his face. He walked side by side with the people from Kos's side, talking quietly. Behind the two people, more than a dozen people walked out of the garage one after another, each holding several overlapping large boxes and walking slowly forward.

"Mr. Vals, thank you very much for taking the time. Before you leave, I have carefully prepared a gift for you. Please accept it." After placing nearly thirty boxes, the tribe leader asked Vals, the visitor from Kos's side, thanked him.

"This is what I should do, Mr. Mulfa. This is only one-third of the reward for the transaction. Please remain happy until the transaction is over." Valls squinted his eyes and spoke naturally to express his gratitude.