"Rejected."

At Huanghe headquarters, at the elevator door, when Peng Ming said this, the wind was light and light on the surface, but his heart was silently licking his injured paw like a thin tiger.

It's not the paw that hurts, but the young mind.

I think he is also a real consultant level of the Imperial Capital Division!

Pioneering Pioneer Extraordinary!

Actually ... the Central Research Institute refused ... as if the cruel and icy reality turned into a spray of waves, patting mercilessly on Peng Ming's face, and slaping was okay, but it still crackled. He didn't want to lose face. what!

Tang Hong smiled and persuaded: "There is no such thing as a life, come back next time."

鸿 In recent days, Tang Hong has read many spiritual books.

Various types of psychological books have been written on it. Life cannot be smooth. You must go through some strong winds and waves to evoke fighting spirit, and heavy rain can see the rainbow after the rain, which crosses the sky and hangs across the sky. This is so wonderful.

"Ugh."

Elevator closed and opened and closed, Peng Ming said and stopped.

"You do not understand."

Peng Ming sighed. He pulled Tang Hong and turned into the elevator: "Fallen defeats and repeated battles can still evoke the fighting spirit. It is not as simple as you said. Geniuses cannot understand us ordinary consultants."

Ordinary people?

Tang Hong was undecided.

顾问 Every consultant rank is a steel warrior killed from a battle of life and death. His belief is that his will is like steel that has been smashed and hardened, and his body is scarred, telling that a deity is dying.

It can be said that without the type 19 equipment, there may be no scars on the body surface of the consultant level.

But inside the flesh ...

Countless dark injuries! Those are the dark injuries that cannot be fully cured by the ability of self-healing alone, hidden in the subtleties of the body.

Again.

With a consultant-level horror will, it is difficult to say what evokes fighting spirit, which makes Tang Hong speechless.

If there is no fighting spirit, how will this obstructive battle with almost no hope persist?

and many more……

Tang Hong responded: "Fighting repeatedly?"

"Yes." Peng Ming shrugged. "I applied three times in total."

The pioneers can apply for the ultimate fetish. But whether the application is approved or not depends on the Central Research Institute.

后 After the application, there will be a series of examinations to analyze whether the applicant has the possibility to break into the sanctuary. The higher the probability, the higher the chance of passing.

Unfortunately, Peng Ming's application was rejected three times.

The elevator descended to the third floor, and the two walked out of the elevator and walked towards the consultant office together.

The two passed through a mercury channel made of double-toughened glass.

The inner wall of the channel is painted with unknown God words one by one. I hope that when someone passes by, there will be a flash of light, and I will realize the meaning of the God words by chance.

After all, once an extraordinary person becomes famous, there is a risk of divine awakening. In order to enhance their strength and break the limits of the five major elements of the human body, external forces must be involved, that is, taking the resources of the fetish ... Or fight for life and death, in case someone becomes epiphany?

Although epiphany is too magical, it is incredible.

But God is extraordinary, isn't it?

Peng Ming pointed to a diamond symbol, and the **** said mysteriously: "In fact, it is the proposal of the Central Research Institute to imprint the symbol of the god's word on the inside of the mercury channel."

"Other than that."

"There are people who analyze the structure of the world on the other side of the space based on the appearance of the body of the god. What is the custom culture?"

推测 Based on the appearance of the normal **** and dangerous god, to infer the situation in different spaces?

鸿 Tang Hong nodded secretly, this is indeed a good way: "How is the progress."

"I don't know, it's a confidential plan of the Central Research Institute. A lot of information is not communicated." Peng Ming pulled Tang Hong through this bright mercury channel and walked into the office area two or three steps, and he laughed.

"Look who's here!"

"Tang Hong!"

The office area was quiet for a while, as if the pause button was pressed.

The seventh genius?

The legendary 弑 神 者?

Someone freezes beside the water dispenser, and turns his head unconsciously while receiving the hot water. He does not wake up until the hot water is filled and the hands are hot.

Someone narrowed his eyes while holding office papers.

After a brief silence, an unstoppable exclaim came out, but fortunately the order was not out of order: "Finally see the real God of God, and the deity is here!"

"Fortunately, my mother didn't ask for leave today ..."

"Okay, don't make fun of it, do your own thing."

The vast majority of people stay in place and stay away.

With a few people running up and down, Tang Hong shook hands in turn, excited and awed.

Sideways.

Peng Ming was envious of his heart and reflected: "I don't have such a high popularity."

After thinking for a long time, Peng Ming looked at Tang Hong's face, and realized: "Is this really a society that looks at the face, and is the extraordinary world inevitable?"

Uh ...

In the office, landscape paintings hung on the wall, and Tang Hong looked at them one by one.

‘What is this picture, so quiet that it ’s far away? ’

‘It looks like I do n’t have an artistic cell. ’

Seeing Tang Hong's eyes moving on the painting, Yu Yan thought he was a consonant and pointed at a painting to start the introduction.

Unfortunately, Tang Hong couldn't understand at all, and he could only understand a part of it: "Consultant Yu, I'll fill out the final fetish preparation registration form first, and then go back to bed after completing it."

"It's just over twelve o'clock." Yu regretful took out a registration form and threw it to Tang Hong.

Tang Hong caught it.

Willpower drove a black signature pen to sign it, iron painting silver hooks, neat workmanship.

He handed it to Yu 茗 and entered it into the computer database.

After all the treatment was done, Yu Zheng took a cup of hot water with wolfberry and sipped, "The raw materials of the secondary artifacts and standard artifacts are regular-grade **** skeletons, and the raw materials of high-level artifacts are dangerous **** skeletons ... Ultimate The raw material of the fetish is the **** of disaster, and the optimal proportion must be adjusted according to the physical condition of the user. "

Once the ultimate fetish is out of harmony with the human body, the pioneer is also severely injured.

Equity is equivalent to risk. The higher the returns, the worse the possible crisis.

Tang Hong nodded: "It doesn't matter, Dr. Sang personally shot."

"That's good." Yu 茗 sighed with relief.

As far as she knows, Dr. Sang is responsible for the ultimate fetish that Niu Hechuan takes.

"I wish you all the best."

Yu 茗 smiled.

Even the apex consultant who will break the third limit for both the will and the human body may not necessarily take the ultimate fetish. Only the signers of the Yasheng contract are considered to be an ultimate fetish and can be taken 100% of the time.

Genius needless to say ...

"correct."

Qi Yuyu stood up and watered the flowers: "The headquarters decided to transfer Liu Sheng's consultants back to the imperial district, and then all the institutions were reintegrated."

——

The next day.

At noon.

某 A conference room inside the Central Research Institute.

"Dr. Sang?"

As soon as Tang Hong stepped into the threshold ~ lightnovelpub.net ~, he saw Dr. Sang, who was confused and confused, standing on the other side of the door.

With the extraordinary senses, Tang Hong already heard the sound of heart beating and blood flowing, thinking that he was a caretaker.

I never thought it was Dr. Sang.

What made Tang Hong even more surprised was that Dr. Sang looked complexion, took out a note from his pocket, handed a small wrinkled note, and murmured something incomprehensible: If you stay on the note ... "

Tang Hong wondered and took the crumpled note: "Who gave it to me?"

Dr. Sang Sang: "It may be me, it may not be me."

"What the hell."

Tang Hong was angry and funny, lowered his head, opened the note and glanced.

The red note was written on the slip of paper.