Steel steam and flame

At night, the highway leading to Messali City, a secondary city in the United Republic of El, was not busy. The regional central cities of each coordinating country are the places that most people like. Only the public security there can give people a sense of security that is rare among small countries, and they don't have to worry too much.

On the highway heading to the central city in the region, the number of vehicles was obviously several times that of the one here, and the oncoming lights from time to time proved this very well.

Cassia opened the steam valve to the maximum, and the limousine, coupled with his weight and fine control, drove very steadily, as if it was buckled on a fixed track, quickly approaching Messali City along the road.

It was a little past two o'clock in the morning when we got off the highway. There was no extra light around. The street lights on the road were all turned off, and it was pitch black. Cassia looked forward, and the lights representing Messali City could be seen, but there was still some distance before she could truly bathe in the dim light that seemed at the moment.

He didn't think much about anything else. After withdrawing his gaze, he still focused most of his energy on thinking about the underlying analysis, and the rest of his attention was used to pay attention to the surroundings and drive the vehicle.

"Well..." After a while, Cassia sighed to herself when she saw a large swath of light suddenly coming out of the front window. While thinking, he didn't pay attention to the speed that was still not slowing down. Soon Then we entered the illuminated section of road ahead.

A large number of construction vehicles covered with friction marks and covered with large areas of dry soil were spread out laterally on the road, completely blocking the road. The light that illuminates the surrounding area comes from several searchlights on the construction vehicles. They are high-power and high-brightness. At the core of the illumination, the ground turns white.

Forced to stop the limo. Delya has been told in the communication that an ordinary vehicle will suffice. But what was delivered was something like an armored vehicle covered in a ceremonial car. But even if it has several times the power of an ordinary limousine, there is no possibility of being knocked away when faced with a large number of large-tonnage engineering equipment spread out in front of it.

Although Cassia, who drove the limo to Messali City, did not feel bored, she might have been under some bad influence recently, or she wanted to observe something, and the group of people in front of her could just be the objects of observation. , so we cooperated voluntarily.

The limo just stopped where it was, and several searchlights came over. This is obviously not the first time for the other party, because the action of turning the searchlight and choosing an angle to directly face the front window, focusing strong light on the driver's upper body, so that the driver closes his eyes or lowers his head to avoid the light, is a very correct choice.

The eyes are suddenly exposed to strong light, which can cause severe pain to the entire eye structure. The glare for a period of time will also seriously interfere with one's own movements. Although you will not completely lose mobility, you will definitely be affected.

At this moment, Cassia thought that her fair skin, which was already somewhat fair due to excessive amounts of ultimate metal, must reflect less warm light. Can the other party detect this anomaly? He immediately came up with a negative answer. The other party seemed to be skilled. When the searchlight came over, several people immediately came out from both sides of the road and stuffed the steel obstacles they were holding directly in front of and behind the four tires.

Then, there was a "dong" sound, as a strong man took a sledgehammer and hit the lock of the trunk hard. In his opinion, this hammer would not only break the trunk lock, but also act as a great deterrent to the people in the limousine, forcing them not to resist.

It's just that the power of this hammer can only make a "dong" sound, and it can't even cause the limo to shake appreciably. The shock he had never experienced before made his hands feel numb, and the sledgehammer suddenly fell to the ground.

"What are you doing?" The companion immediately asked, picked up the sledgehammer, pushed away the man with numb hands, and used all his strength to hit the second hammer. The second muffled "thunk" was followed by a scream, and the reverberation seemed to hurt his bones.

The people around the limo no longer tried, but looked at the construction vehicle ahead, shouting code words while waving.

The next moment, amidst Cassia's silent sigh, three more people jumped down, one holding a magazine-type pistol with a caliber of .09 and 9 mm; the other holding a pneumatic mechanical saw for logging, pulling There is a long steam hose, which directly relies on construction machinery to provide power source.

"The number of personnel is only a supporting role. Firearms and weapons are the biggest reliance on allowing them to directly intercept a road." Cassia leaned on her seat and carefully observed the movements of this group of people. "Compared with them, having firearms in their hands is just as important. Can you reach the current point? Have your own prudence and caution not maximized the interests at some times? Or has it always been the same as what Perkins said, the way of thinking has not fundamentally changed, resulting in the consideration of The starting point of the problem is that there is a problem. Or is it the identity of a human being or a surgeon that limits who I am now?"

At this time, the man holding a pistol came to the car window, and the searchlights moved around at the same time. The man knocked on the glass with his pistol, and the crisp sound did not interrupt Cassia's thinking: "I have long faced the special nature of my physique. I absolutely understand that I have long been a monster in the eyes of others, and I also have the consciousness of being the center of the whirlpool. Try your best to avoid becoming the center of the vortex, and instead use the characteristics of the vortex to actively involve some people, and use the power of the vortex to help them accelerate."

"It does seem to be missing something, like a sense of purity. Most of the way you know you are a monster is by comparing yourself with other people, without admitting yourself at the root. This group of people outside are doing a good job, at least for now. That's it - the number of firearms and personnel makes them become a whole with interests. Whether it is cognition or independent self-thinking, facing me who is frightened and stunned on the surface, no one among them has ever thought about themselves and me. I'm essentially the same thing. Because they can smash my head in at any time.

Maybe something like the relationship between a predator and food. Predators don't think about what they think about food, but simply think that food is food. In addition to being eaten by themselves, they are eaten by their own kind, right?

According to Perkins, I have always believed that the four stages are when the spirit becomes a substantial spiritual body, and then uses the powerful computing power of the spiritual body to calculate and evolve itself. The bioelectric induction force field also needs to be learned to control. Only when it is mastered can it become an ability similar to surgical projects...

The same goes for the energy optical flow network. In fact, I am just analyzing it that has spread all over the mental body and the whole body. I think that after the analysis is completed, I have complete control. "

"Bang!" The sound of gunshots and the sound of bullets being bounced off the bulletproof car window were heard in the limo. Cassia realized that dissecting and analyzing from the bottom of thinking would not be well prepared for entering the fourth stage. A smile appeared on his face, and he waved his hand subconsciously, signaling the shooter outside the window to wait a moment and not to worry.

At this time, Cassia had a new understanding of how to "accept".