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Chapter 171 Anger (Please subscribe and vote for a reward!)

Wearing a blue professional suit, wearing rimless glasses, Sakurai Rin with well-coiled hair, and Lin Lei, a thin man with decadent dark circles under his eyes, the two have rushed to about 1000 meters from the place where the abnormal incident just happened.

"Let's stay here first. The location of this building is just right. The two of us set up the equipment on the roof, so we can observe it."

Rin Sakurai rolled his eyes and said with a serious expression.

Lin Lei was wearing a blue uniform and carrying a heavy package, panting heavily: "You have a psionic treasure [foldable briefcase], but I don't have anything, so why do I have to carry so many things?"

While talking, three more men and women in blue uniforms came, and the leader was a middle-aged bald man who shouted: "What are you complaining about, hurry up and act. Remember that our work focus is to observe and collect information on the premise of protecting ourselves. intelligence."

"Yes, Chief."

Several people bowed their heads at the same time.

Lin Lei quickly shut up, and climbed up to the roof of the building together, and arranged various equipment such as professional optical telescopes, psionic sensors, and rangefinders for observation, together with two other colleagues.

As for Rin Sakurai, he is reporting to the middle-aged bald man: "Mr. Ren, the research on the combination of technological equipment and psionic energy has already been..."

The middle-aged, balding head of the office couldn't stop nodding, and said kindly: "Sakurai, you're doing well. I may be retiring soon, so work hard. I'll try to get you a deputy head before I retire. Get this research done!"

Rin Sakurai bowed slightly to express his gratitude.

She is actually related to Mr. Ren, and the dead mother is Mr. Ren's cousin.

Lin Lei just finished fixing the observation equipment, wiped the sweat off his head, looked up towards the direction of the villa, and slowly opened his mouth wide, wide, wide, the big one could fit three eggs in.

"That, that, that, that... what is it!"

"Why are you trembling, no matter what time you are, don't panic, panic, panic..."

Room chief Ren reprimanded Lin Lei, while looking in the direction Lin Lei was pointing at, his mouth grew bigger, bigger than Lin Lei, able to stuff four eggs.

The small mouth of the petite legal loli Rin Sakurai is also slowly growing up. She usually behaves like a lady, and she doesn't forget to cover her mouth with her hand.

It was a dark and surging viscous, tumbling and rising, gradually submerging the entire villa.

Rin Sakurai shouted: "How is it possible, how much spiritual energy is needed to use such a great spiritual technique?"

Lin Lei recovered from his astonishment, and has already started to operate various facilities, constantly pressing the control interface, observing and calculating.

"According to our observations of spiritual energy fluctuations, we can speculate that this is definitely a top-level extraordinary method, a truly great spiritual art! It consumes at least 30 spiritual energy, and eight hundred spiritual energy is equivalent to one spiritual species. In other words, the opponent Possess three hundred and seventy-five spiritual seeds!"

Hearing the data he said with reason and evidence, the middle-aged bald chief Ren couldn't hold back anymore, and said in a low voice: "How is it possible! How can human beings have such exaggerated spiritual power? Even if the mental power reaches the extraordinary standard, If one can communicate with the Zelo factor and become an orthodox psyker, then at most twenty spirit-seeds can be formed, even if the talents are different, there are only thirty spirit-seeds."

As a psychic family, Sakurai Rin is very familiar with the secret history of psychic energy in the entire Area 51. She said affirmatively: "I just became an orthodox psychic, and the highest record in history is 31 psychic seeds. Senior psychic, the group's current standard It is the value of the measuring instrument uploaded from the Pillar of Darkness. If the spiritual power is 5, it is considered qualified if it can form about 230 spiritual seeds. Even if it is recognized as a peak and powerful transcendent, it will only have [-] spiritual seeds."

Lin Lei also interjected at this time: "The strongest psychic in the group should be Meng Huairen, right? His record is 5.8 spiritual power and 25 psychic species. Converted to [-] psychic powers."

Everyone gasped. It seems that the clown is stronger than the strongest psychic recognized by the group?
Although it is recognized that the strong is not the strongest, this is the truth, but it can almost be considered that the clown is one of the psykers who is close to the ceiling?
No one would have thought that Qi Ping actually possessed the [True·Exceeding·Pure White Gate], when other psychics could only possess [Imitation·Pure White Gate] or [Remnant·Pure White Gate] , Qi Ping actually has a ticket to the apostle level.

And it's not an ordinary [True Pure White Gate], it's an over-limit gate strengthened by purple legendary quality treasures.

Not everyone who has reached the level of apostles is so lucky to have a purple treasure that can strengthen the Pure White Gate.

Moreover, Qi Ping has a top-level concept of the extraordinary level, all of which allowed him to obtain more than 500 spiritual seeds with just entering the extraordinary mental power.

Everyone stared at the terrifying psychic energy fluctuations and the viscous, dark liquid. They were speechless for a while. The head of the room felt a little heavy, and Sakurai Rin's eyes hidden behind his eyes shone with a look called admiration. .

"Mr. Clown, who can match, no, should be stronger than Meng Huairen, will definitely lead our scattered team to reunite, and even integrate other factions, so that Long Night Sprout can be revived, and once again become the terrible thunder that hangs over Area 51. and weird shadows!"

In his heart, a feeling called excitement and longing is growing, Sakurai Rin is full of longing for clowns, longing for ideals and longing.

James' transport vehicle finally arrived nearby, and Su Guanyi and others filed down, looking at the terrifying pitch-black viscous liquid, even Su Guanyi sighed.

"We don't need to go. If I want to fight against such a powerful clown, I will die if I go without a key weapon."

Su Guanyi, who was in a waning mood, grabbed a cigarette from James's and took a deep drag.

Looking at the pitch-black liquid, James seemed to have some strange emotions. He whispered: "Tell me, is it possible that the Black Stone Girl is in it? If she is, will she die?"

Su Guanyi shook his head: "It's hard to say, assuming she is really there, this kind of formation will cause serious injuries if you don't die. But can a hundred-year-old monster like Heishi Girl really be killed so easily? She may have a lot of cards, even if I myself With a key weapon, I don’t have the confidence to kill this kind of person at once.”

After hearing this, James stopped talking and looked there solemnly.

The entire Duzhou police force has been mobilized, and the Legal Department, the Social Care Department, and the Science and Technology Exploration Department have all dispatched their own extraordinary fighters, but none of them want to lose their own strength, they argue with each other, and linger.

In the villa, Qi Jing was quietly manipulating the thick black blood. Most of his spiritual power had been consumed. It was too much for him to bear such a high intensity. His throat felt fishy, ​​blood gushed out, and he swallowed it again.

"It's really unwise to be angry. There is no need to engage in such a big battle, but since it is done, it should be more thorough!"

(End of this chapter)