One Man’s Power

v4 Chapter 43: 7 people

Within China, Central Military, General Staff.

"What experiment."

Mr. Mo received the application report from the Central Research Institute.

It is very difficult to conduct experiments, especially important experiments related to oracles, by the Central Research Institute alone. It is impossible to let those scientists participate in the action of capturing oracles.

and so……

The military usually assists ... Mr. Mo looked at the report and was speechless for a long time.

Snapped!

Throw it on the table: "Fantasy, ridiculous!"

"This is who came up with the idea."

"The Arctic Ocean, Antarctica, has never been invaded by oracles until now. What should we do if there is any change?" Master Mo shook his head indignantly. The experiment itself was okay, but the experimental location was not.

The Central Research Institute put forward: I hope the military can help to conduct experiments in the Arctic.

The Arctic Ocean, Antarctica, and the Arctic Antarctica of the earth are pure land.

Perhaps it is due to magnetic fields, or other reasons, no gods have entered the range of the Antarctic North Pole anyway.

This is crucial.

Now the situation is already severe enough, whether it can hold up to next summer or two.

If the North and South Pole also become war zones, there is no need to fight this war. Countries can publicly declare the alien space **** invasion: the countdown to the catastrophe begins, and it is irreparable.

"return to!"

Mr. Mo returned the experiment report.

"Tell the Central Research Institute ..."

"We will consider."

Father Mo did not reprimand him severely.

Mr. Mo respects these scientific researchers who have a true spirit of scientific research and make a real contribution to the country. Most of them are obscure. They never intervene.

As a layman, he has a high weight and is the top leader of the Chinese military.

But ... Mr. Mo does not think that the military is qualified to blame the Central Research Institute. He has fought and shed blood, but he doesn't understand anything. Such a hasty intervention will only affect the work efficiency of the Central Research Institute.

The military, including those above, has given these scientists full confidence in the power of scientific research.

But ... this experiment is too risky.

"Ugh."

Mr. Mo took a deep breath: "This group of scientific lunatics is really bold, I can't even think about it, they can be better, and an experimental application form hits me directly."

Angry and funny, while admiring, moving and comforting.

Be bold and be crazy!

Not crazy and not alive.

Facing the shrine, we need this kind of fearlessness, and we dare to think and do it. Only then can we have time and opportunities.

Without the unconditional and strong support of the state, there would be no Central Research Institute.

Without the Central Research Institute, there would be no extraordinary world today.

Scientific power is of paramount importance, and it is an important factor that human beings can sustain today.

Experiments have to be done, time and time again.

During this period, sacrifice and waste are unavoidable things. Crossing the river by feeling the stones, can there be no frustrations of stumbling ... This extraordinary road is poured out of blood, constructed by scientific research, and entrusted by all mankind. The only hope.

"North and South Pole."

Father Mo slowly took off his glasses and gently rubbed his left temple.

In recent days, he often suffers from insomnia, he can't sleep over and over again, his hair is all white, and his heart is exhausted: "I can at least take medication to relieve it, but I ca n’t be extraordinary, and I am rational and awake at all times to be extraordinary ..."

Ling Ling ~

The telephone ringing echoed.

Touching the table with his left hand, he touched the temple of the glasses and picked up the communication while putting on the glasses.

"It's me." A questioning voice from Dr. Sang came from the other side of the newsletter: "The experiment application failed?"

Mr. Mo stunned: "Do you mean the Arctic Experiment Application?"

Dr. Sang calmly said: "I must do this experiment. The north and south poles are considered by the oracles as closed areas. Is it the magnetic field or something else? Those people used the north and south poles as an excuse to promote the hegemonic plan. Shelved and want to come back up again, I can't allow it. "

"Responsibly."

"The overlord plan is empty talk, delusion, at least not now."

After listening.

Father Mo smiled bitterly: "Isn't I sent you to investigate the weakening of God's body?"

Dr. Sang said lightly: "I personally think that the weakening of the god's body is a combination of multiple factors, the high temperature and radiation of missiles, mercury weapons, latitude and longitude geographic location, and possibly snowstorms, and Tang Hong's belief ...

"What?"

"It's nothing."

"I don't know if the experimental application should be approved."

"We have no choice but six months and no time."

"..." Mr. Mo bite his teeth and remained silent for more than ten seconds, emphasizing word by word: "Only success is allowed, and failure is not allowed."

"I can't guarantee it."

After speaking, Dr. Sang hung up in the dark room alone.

One bed, one table, one person alone.

"Tang Hong, the god-slayer."

"Lonely talent."

Dr. Sang lowered his head and stared at the syringe containing the dopamine injection hormone.

"No ..."

"Tang Hong must be alive ... I have to perform more human experiments." Dr. Sang's silver-framed lenses seemed to be flashing, cold and crazy, making people creepy.

What Tang Hong saw ... was what Dr. Sang wanted Tang Hong to see.

unfortunately.

Caution is still too heavy.

Dr. Sang whispered: "I will not hurt you if I harm myself."

He spread out the crumpled draft paper.

It says `` God of God '', circled and drew a wrong number.

"Faith ... two?"

"Then ... let's go into the holy."

Dr. Sang tore the draft paper into pieces, ate it with no expression, rubbed his abdomen, and laughed. He agreed with Li Xuekong, the saint ... The owner of the God of Faith in the following grams will surely be the hope of the next summer. One.

Beyond that.

One sword cuts through a different space, peace is prosperous, everyone is like a dragon, and an unprecedented maximum equivalent hydrogen uranium bomb that has been tested many times is hope. (Hydrogen uranium bomb data: using natural uranium as its shell, its energy release process is a fission-fusion-fission three-stage hydrogen bomb)

"Exalted deities."

"It will die."

——

Heiji partition.

The last suspicious location has now been investigated.

"There is no **** here."

Tang Hong keeps written records.

next to.

Several figures flew on the snow, people stayed together in the snow without leaving any traces.

"ended?"

A top transcendent asked in a low voice, she felt like she was dreaming, it was too real.

"Is there a regular god? We, we scanned seventeen suspicious locations, killed dozens of regular gods, and just killed them a little bit to the end."

Although it is said that half of the first dozen suspicious locations were empty, there was no regular god, no dangerous god, but at the last moment ...

People are always particularly worried.

The last two suspicious locations put more pressure on everyone than the previous ones.

No one expected ...

ended!

Tang Hong turned to look at her and smiled, "Heiji's sweeping operation is over."

"pretty good."

The top transcendent, turned back and remembered these days.

High pressure, high pressure, has been fighting in blood, either after the war, or on the way to suspicious locations.

The willpower to break the second limit is also a bit unbearable.

She's just plain top.

And Tang Hong ... even if he did not proactively inspire invincible beliefs, his ability to resist pressure was extremely strong.

One person is used to it, and one person can face anything.

"I am closer to my dream."

Tang Hong showed a happy smile, and gradually converged again, squatting on the ground and not talking.

not far away.

Volunteer Ma Lisan came over, glanced at the five top extraordinary people who were exhausted, nodded, and sat slowly in the snow, holding the snow mass in his palms to change everything.

The celebration of the extraordinary world has always been bland and peaceful.

Hard-won silence.

The heavy snow was still falling, and the wind was still blowing. Ma Lisan hesitated, handed Tang Hong a cigarette, and shook it.

Tang Hong also hesitated, exhaled, and took over.

"Thank you……"

"Smoking is harmful to health."

Tang Hong rested under his nose and smelled it, watching the snowflakes falling silently, falling on the tree, on the ground, on the bodies of the seven people present, with light snow on his shoulders.

At the beginning, when he set off from the imperial capital and arrived in the Heiji district, it was eleven people.

Seven people now.

The wounded ... actually one.

Alas ... the instrument that deceived the gods sounded as always, as if eternal.

"You know."

Ma Lisan took a cigarette butt, took a hard breath, narrowed his eyes, and watched the smoky surroundings. The winter snow was particularly silent, and the snowflakes would absorb the sound.

Ma Lisan seemed to speak to the air: "We are doing well enough, the casualty rate is very low."

Zero is good ... Tang Hong failed to say, but just closed his eyes gently, I would kill all these gods.

Until the dead.

——

The next day.

Headquarters of Dahua Agency.

"Come, come." The middle-aged man wind hunter pulled Tang Hong into the headquarters, passed the four-factor authentication, and walked along the mercury channel to the consultant's office with a smug smile on his face.

"You're leaving. Let me show you something good ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The headquarters of major civil organizations have the same features. They are all three mercury channels that lead to the consultant office and the meritorious office. As well as the combat command room.

Belongs to the Transcendent.

Outside the area, a metal door, Li Ming, a woman in golden red, stood dull.

"Extraordinary encounter that day?"

"Is he a friend of the Hunting Advisor ..."

Li Ming was puzzled, with different levels and different circles. This point also applies to the extraordinary world. Although there is no distinction between high and low, but usually chatter, the consultant level discusses how the dangerous God is, ordinary extraordinary does not understand, there is no common language.

After washing your hands, return to the golden red area.

Messy, three or four people gathered together and whispered to discuss something, all excited to see their faces.

There are also people with wide eyes and jumping feet, their eyes seem to be shining.

'Yep? ’

"What's wrong?" Li Ming returned to his seat in a fog, listening to his ears.

"That legend is here!"

"I saw the Hunting Wind consultant enter the headquarters with him."

"Yes, yes, Tang Hong, the god-stealing man, I heard that Hunting Wind consultant called him ... But it is really strange, isn't the god-stealing man usually in the Yunhai area, why did he suddenly come to us?"

"Advisor-level gangster."

"Speaking of which, this special training camp has not officially closed yet ..."

Further on, Li Ming could not hear.

I just felt shocked, like Lei Hongding, the young and extraordinary who responded to their golden red that day was actually the legendary and famous God.

"I……"

"When will you become extraordinary?"

Li Ming looked at the calendar at the corner of the table: December 19.

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