Seeing that Chu Cheng didn't speak, Chen Meiyue couldn't help laughing: "Ha, don't worry about it. We have matured amnestic technology and can accurately erase relevant parts of memory based on keywords. Normally, we won't delete other necessary information by mistake. memory."

Chu Cheng noticed the limiting condition of "general situation", and instinctively sensed something was wrong.

"What about the unusual situation?"

"Uh... There are no absolutes in the world, no matter how mature the technology is, it is inevitable that something will go wrong." Chen Meiyue tried hard to recall, "I remember seeing an unexpected situation once.

It seems that the boys who received the amnestics forgot that they were boys, and there was a gender identity disorder..."

Chu Cheng: "..."

"Harm, it's not a big problem." Chen Meiyue comforted him, "First of all, the chance of this is very small, and the general operation is still very successful.

And I think there is nothing wrong with being a girl, boys who can dress up these days are cuter than girls..."

God is not a big deal. Chu Cheng's face darkened.

Fortunately, he had already decided to join the gang, so the risk of this women's dress had to be left to other predestined people.

"So," Chu Cheng sized up the people who got out of the car, "Are you all strange people?"

"Yes." Chen Meiyue nodded.

"Then you... all have supernatural powers?"

"Ha, how easy is it?" Chen Meiyue said, "The spirit of the extraordinary will not be affected, and will not infect other people in any way.

But relatively, the average infection coefficient of specific people is far lower than that of ordinary infected people. Specific individuals who can achieve an infection coefficient of more than 90% are rare.

My coefficient is probably in the early 52% and Xiaotang's is 30%. Junpei is..."

When she said that she was stuck, she looked a little embarrassed at the driver who was watching the car.

"27%." The driver boy answered concisely.

"Ah yes, 27%, I remember."

This made Chu Cheng realize that he was not the only one who thought the driver buddy was a little transparent.

"The highest among us is Detective Luo, he is 87%."

When Chen Meiyue introduced, Chu Cheng peeked at the bald man in front of him. Luo Yajun was still humming a ditty, as if he didn't hear it.

He seemed to be humming the melody of the same song over and over all the way. Chu Cheng had never heard this melody, but he thought it sounded like an old song.

"This coefficient will reflect the depth of our influence. The deeper the degree, the more obvious the various special features. So generally speaking, the higher the coefficient, the more prominent the strength will be.

Of course, this refers only to the quality of the hardware. Combat ability is all-round. Fighting skills, combat skills, use of weapons, combat awareness and mind will all determine the outcome.

So as long as they are well-trained, even a special person with a low infection coefficient can defeat an infected person with a higher coefficient than himself. "

Chu Cheng nodded, indicating that I understand. Isn't it just leapfrogging to fight monsters? It's an old routine in novels.

He simplifies the leapfrog routine in the old novels, and it feels almost equivalent to challenging the second grade in the first grade of elementary school.

There is an insurmountable decisive gap between the second grade and the first grade, that is, the second grade has mastered multiplication and division, while the first grade can only snap fingers. However, although the protagonist is only in the first grade, he is a top student in the first grade. His mental arithmetic ability is far superior to that of his peers, and he can instantly use numbers within fifteen to fight against the enemy.

In addition, the protagonist usually has a super plug-in calculator when he really can't do it, but it's too shocking and won't use it unless he has to.

The car stopped quickly, and in front of it was an inconspicuous two-story building, covered by lush jungle. Chu Cheng got out of the car with a few people and walked into the gate.

"You seem a little disappointed?" Chen Meiyue looked at Chu Cheng with great interest, "Do you think our office building should be more grand?"

Chu Cheng didn't say anything, but he really thought so in his heart.

What they said just now made their organization so powerful, it sounded like the ultimate line of defense to defend peace, but this two-story building looked like it was not as good as a village committee.

Chen Meiyue smiled and did not explain.

A group of people walked into the building. There was a duty room by the door, and the man on duty sat cross-legged in it, blowing a fan and reading the newspaper. He noticed that several people lazily raised their eyelids when they came in, and then quickly resumed reading his newspaper.

Through the long corridor, there is an elevator at the end. Chu Cheng followed the three of them into the elevator and found that there were only two buttons 1 and 2 on it.

But Chen Meiyue seemed to have pressed a certain hidden mechanism, and soon the seemingly old metal plate was automatically separated, revealing a delicate dial with a nine-square grid code. With flying fingers, she entered a series of passwords, and then the elevator started to operate by itself without counting the number of floors.

Chu Cheng felt that the elevator was going down and heading underground.

Chu Cheng felt as if he had guessed it. This is also a common routine in film and television dramas. Awesome organizations often like to use inconspicuous buildings to cover up their real headquarters, such as the tailor shop in the movie "Kingsman". And their real bases are often hidden deep underground.

Just when he felt that he had seen through the truth, he felt the downward movement of the elevator stop.

Then it actually started working forward.

Chu Cheng was a little confused when he sensed the direction of the elevator's movement.

Wait, is this really an elevator? Can it still drive forward underground?

When the elevator door opened along the sliding rails, Chu Cheng suddenly felt a sudden change in his style of painting.

What appeared in front of him was a long metal corridor, with a pale metal luster reflected on the alloy walls, as if LED-like light strips were spreading along the corridor.

The more you look at it, the more you can't help but think of the sci-fi style base buried deep in the ground in sci-fi movies.

The automatic door slid open in front of several people, and a more sci-fi room came into view. Futuristic technology-like floating screens float in mid-air, and men and women in uniforms walk back and forth in the busy space.

The style of painting is right at once.

"Is this your underground base?" Chu Cheng asked sideways.

Chen Meiyue smiled mysteriously: "Not exactly."

"..."

A few minutes later.

Ripples appeared on the calm lake, and the birds on the shore spread their wings and flew away.

The surface of the lake suddenly rose like a mountain peak, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com 10,000 tons of water crashed back to the surface, like a giant black whale breaking through the water.

It was a giant beast of steel and iron, shaped like an aircraft carrier.

But in a general sense, just as there is no car in cherries and there is no wife in pancakes, aircraft carriers can't fly either. But this one is an exception.

The fan blades of the six turbine engines turned into afterimages at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and tons of water were evaporated into steam. The invisible propulsion flame lifted up the big guy that covered the sky like an invisible palm, like a black cloud of steel.

Standing in a certain room of this behemoth, Chu Cheng watched tons of water fall against the porthole, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"How is it?" Chen Meiyue looked a little proud, "This is our mobile fortress, one of only five aircraft carriers in the world."

Chu Cheng: "..."

No, your mothership is the brother of the ship in the S.H.I.E.L.D. studio, right?

To be honest, this kind of mothership with several electric fans blowing into the sky aroused some bad associations in Chu Cheng. Because Maria Hill, the deputy director of Human Shield, complained in the original work, this thing can't wait to fall three times a week.

Well, strictly speaking, they don't seem to blame them, because according to incomplete statistics of various movies, TV and fantasy works, the only fate of such a powerful thing flying in the sky seems to be to crash, which is almost the same as flying across the heavens. It's like an inescapable curse.

Maybe it's because he's seen a lot of similar plots, and Chu Cheng doesn't like this kind of gaudy thing that flies in the sky. At this moment, in his eyes, the big guy with a sci-fi style under his feet has turned into a flying grave, and it is not surprising that it will fall someday...

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