Superpower War: My Seven Billion Eyes Monitor The World

More than a month has passed.

March 30, 2089, Xizhou Banik Open-air Cafe.

The place where the six centers gather every year.

[Director] never appeared.

This year is a bit special. Only four of the six centers came.

The [Doctor] gently lifted the [Audience] from the wheelchair and placed him on the seat.

[Doctor] is busy playing with his mobile phone.

[Joker] remained silent.

The waiter served desserts baked with human brains.

[Audience] picked up one of the pieces but was not in the mood to swallow it.

"Is she okay?"

[Doctor] shook his head and remained silent.

Racial genetic diseases cannot be cured by [doctors].

[Doctor] stopped the game he was playing and his tone was a little harsh.

"I just don't understand. Is there anything more important than your own life?"

[Joker] covered [Doctor]'s sweet little mouth, he didn't want his compatriots to quarrel.

We only get together once a year with great difficulty.

[Audience] sighed and put down his knife and fork.

"There is only one reason why she would rather die than eat a human baby..."

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Jinming Island, the large training base, has also ushered in an important time.

The training camp that lasted for half a year is about to graduate.

Of the more than 11,000 people who originally signed up, only 50 were successfully promoted to B level, while another 200 reached C+ level, and more than 3,000 were below C level.

The rest were apparently sent home.

In fact, they were forced to go to an underground laboratory to produce materials for human experiments.

at the graduation ceremony.

The chief instructor of the big training camp was impassioned and arranged the last action, called...

Closure action.

After completing this action mission, you will receive a large training graduation medal, as well as many high-tech equipment, genetic medicines, medical and other functional medicines, skill chips and other resource rewards.

"Oh hoo!"

More than three thousand people cheered in unison.

The training that lasted for half a year finally ushered in graduation, how could they not be excited.

Only Luo Yan looked indifferent.

If he hadn't seen so many things with his observer in the past six months, he probably couldn't help but cheer.

"The location of this graduation event is Yandu, the Social Science Museum in the North District." Li Chuan said solemnly.

Looking at the eleven groups of hundreds of people who had finally survived, a trace of unbearability flashed in their eyes.

"Instructor, don't graduation activities usually involve going to the wilderness?" Someone raised doubts.

In the past more than a dozen major training camps, trainees were arranged to go to the wilderness to fight zombies and complete rescue or resource recovery tasks.

"The superiors are worried about your safety, so the graduation operation is arranged in the mainland."

Li Chuan's eyes were a little evasive and his expression was solemn: "After all, training you... is not easy either."

"Oh hoo!"

The trainees all cheered even more.

There is nothing more satisfying than getting a graduation medal without venturing into the wilderness.

Everyone cheered, high-fived and hugged each other.

Luo Yan was among them, applauding gently.

Not much joy.

Li Chuan began to distribute mission items, a tube of blue reagent. He did not explain what it was. He just said, "Bring this thing to the target location and you will be considered a graduate."

"This is too simple, instructor." Someone said with a naive smile.

"Instructor, please don't make it more difficult. It's too easy and I'm a little worried, hahaha."

"What is this?"

"Whatever, just put it in."

As soon as someone raised a question, they were quickly overwhelmed.

Compared with the usual training content, it is too simple to bring a reagent to a certain location in Yandu.

Luo Yan took the reagent handed over by Li Chuan and frowned.

He knew that this thing was non-toxic and harmless to humans.

When exposed to air, it will turn into water mist and disperse quickly.

It's called an inhibitor and is used to inhibit the fusion of dependents.

In contrast, there are melting accelerators, forbidden substances in the other world, and red potions, which can speed up the fusion of dependents.

Since there is no instrument that can locate the monster insect, people holding this blue reagent usually have to come into close contact with the insect swarm.

In a new era without nuclear weapons.

Dependents are the highest level of combat power.

By inhibiting the fusion of the dependents, every second of delay will add one more second of attack time. The arrival of the dependents means that the attack has failed.

The reagents have been distributed and there is no training in the afternoon, so it is time to rest.

After dinner, we will leave the island. The task deadline is April 1st.

It is impossible for the three underground parties to defeat the [writer] by dragging operations and long-term trading.

We can only launch a three-day battle that leads to death without rebirth.

I vow to purify Yandu and kill the [writer]!

In order to achieve this goal, the three underground parties have invested hundreds of billions of resources in the central square area of ​​Luoting City in the past six months. More than 100 second-generation machine soldiers have been dispatched.

The central square area has been developed into a combat center, a land version of an aircraft carrier.

A total of more than 10 million people in the two cities of Luoting and Yandu were involved in this war. As one of the small screws, Luo Yan's task was just to put something away.

Of course he wasn't going to let it go.

Life is important.

before leaving the island.

He had another thing.

Go to Puff to get the customized equipment, and she says it has been repaired.

A whole half a year!

But finally it's done.

"Don't tell me there's a new bug." Luo Yan and Puff came to the blank training room.

It’s almost time to set off, and it’s too much before the equipment is ready.

"Don't worry, it's done."

Puff acted very calm, so calm that he was not used to it.

Since he came back from a date more than a month ago, she seems to have settled down a lot and no longer has those little tricks.

She clicked on the front-end machine.

Two black guns with red stripes fell from the void. From the appearance, the two guns were exactly the same.

"Try all four forms." Puff smiled a little low.

Although I finally completed the customized equipment, I couldn't see any joy.

There are seven forms of Zimu Gun in total. Due to Luo Yan's current affinity, only four of them can be used.

In its natural state, it is in the form of dual pistols, and can also switch between dual melee daggers, mid-range cannons and long-range sniper rifles.

Luo Yan came to a conclusion after one hour of testing.

Perfect.

Whether it is the feel, gun consumption, or function, all aspects are tailor-made to perfection.

While capable of delivering high damage and multiple functions, it generally does not cause phagocytic reactions.

In fact, they usually test the performance of this gun, and there were some minor problems in the past.

This time, it was gone.

"What's wrong? You're looking sad." Luo Yan was so happy and satisfied that he wanted to chat with her.

It's been half a year, and the two of them can be considered friends.

"Are we going to have nothing to do with each other in the future?" Puff lowered his eyebrows.

The two have always relied on this custom-made gun to maintain contact.

The customization of the gun is completed, which means that the two will have no intersection or contact in the future.

"Uh... you can't say that. If I have technical needs in the future, I will still call your name." Luo Yan said with a smile, not knowing how to answer this question politely.

Puff, if nothing else, maybe he is a little bit wild in character...

But people’s scientific research skills and service attitude are really good.

Basically, no matter what demands he made, she would complain, but she would implement them and satisfy them.

Ideal Party B.

Puff curled up the corners of his mouth, smiled a little lonely, took a deep breath and said:

"Give the gun a name."