Becoming a voidwalker begins with Hokage

Chapter 163 Chapter 162, Gene Medicine

"A week ago, people from the Four Bridges Group had a dispute with others in their own port, and there was a firefight. At first we thought it was a simple incident of gangsters eating gangsters, but afterwards...the things they traded disappeared. .”

"Both parties kept silent about the items traded, but we still got a few clues."

"I won't tell you exactly what it is. I can only say that this thing has strict specification control and must not be revealed."

"...weapons...or genetic potions." Wu Xueyang narrowed his eyes and immediately said softly.

Considering that almost the entire port could be easily controlled and occupied by people from the Yuanxing Group... the owner of that port probably has something to do with the Yuanxing Group.

Void technology...

"Smart, I didn't say anything."

Sun Xingye's eyes showed a touch of relief and appreciation visible to the naked eye, a smile appeared on his serious face, he raised his head and took a puff of smoke and said helplessly, "You are really talented."

"You know, I always think that you are more suitable to be a... than Xuanzi, but... I am not qualified to ask you to do these things."

Wu Xueyang did not respond to these words.

After all, he himself is not interested in the system. Apart from being indifferent by nature, he does not have sympathy for other people at all, nor does he have empathy for the so-called sense of pride. It is more due to the lack of a part of the family since he was a child. Family affection, and witnessing what the profession itself and the family suffers.

As I said before, he doesn't blame his father, just like Uncle Sun said, his father is a great person, so Wu Xueyang will not deny his father's greatness, but also... will not admire greatness.

In his view, those who pursue the sublime must not themselves be sublime, just as those who seek the ordinary must themselves not be ordinary.

He has always known that what is lacking is what one desires.

On the side, Sun Xingye looked at Wu Xueyang who was eating silently without saying a word, and couldn't help but sighed softly.

"Well, you really look like your father, but he hasn't told you anything these years, maybe he doesn't want you to embark on this path."

"...You've been talking about my father since the accident." Hearing this, Wu Xueyang noticed something keenly, and suddenly raised his head and said, "As expected, apart from the funeral, what else happened recently? About my father."

"..." Sun Xingye was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing..."

He didn't want Wu Xueyang to involve too much in the matter of the special bureau, after all, it was related to a walker, even if he was just an ordinary person, he also knew the theory of supernatural gathering—once he had an intersection with a certain walker, or knew These things are more likely to be attracted by inexplicable developments, and thus gradually approach the storm vortex.

Not to mention that Wu Xueyang is already a walker now.

"Okay, don't just ask me...won't you explain to me what's going on with you?"

Sun Xingye snuffed out the cigarette that was about to finish, returned to the dining table, picked up another rib for Wu Xueyang, and then picked up his bowl: "Are you asking for leave? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Look at your pale face, you don't seem to have much strength to walk when you opened the door for me just now... Is there something you are hiding from me? For example, you were attacked or something."

Looking at the spare ribs in his bowl, Wu Xueyang got stuck a little unnaturally: "...It's so abrupt to change the subject."

"...This is to care about you." Sun Xingye smiled lightly, but he didn't really continue to ask. If Wu Xueyang wanted to say something, he would naturally tell him.

And if he didn't want to say it, he also believed that Wu Xueyang could handle it by himself.

Since childhood, Wu Xueyang's dialogue with him has always been like this. It is obviously more difficult to deal with than Sun Haoxuan and Sun Fei, but at the same time... it is also much more reassuring.

Even if it was a fight, a brawl—Sun Xingye didn't think that Wu Xueyang would be at a disadvantage, let alone that Wu Xueyang would fall into the trap of others and take the initiative to do evil.

The former is because Wu Xueyang's IQ is very guaranteed, and the latter is because he is also very confident in his own education.

At this time, his gaze suddenly caught sight of Wu Xueyang's computer desk opposite the bed, and the delicate cat nest near the bed—a single-person apartment, the living room, dining room, and bedroom are all in one large room. There is no barrier at all.

"Do you have a cat?"

He used interrogative sentences, because his keen observation ability as a policeman also noticed that Wu Xueyang's room was very tidy and empty, not to mention the shadow of the cat, he didn't even see a cat hair.

Even in the distance, there is an empty litter box...

"Or do you plan to raise?"

"Uh, so be it."

Wu Xueyang nodded. Ever since Buffy had an entity, he was no longer willing to sleep in Wu Xueyang's sea of ​​consciousness. As an independent "god" with independent sovereignty, Buffy expressed that he would resolutely defend Its own sovereignty is inviolable. In short, a bed must be customized for it.

Although Wu Xueyang sneered at this, he still couldn't bear the broken bird whispering in his ears every day, so he just bought a cat's nest for it - he originally wanted to buy a bird cage, but Buffy almost Turned into a woodpecker and pecked at his head for a whole day.

The businessman was quite accommodating, and thoughtfully sent Wu Xueyang a plastic litter box, the kind that cost two yuan...

Too bad Buffy doesn't shit at all.

According to it, as a void creature, it can completely digest anything directly and convert it into energy. Even if it has magazines or residue, it can also be secreted out of the body through the skin.

So, the cat litter was naturally vacant.

"I'm still hesitating, I just bought the things the cat needs first." Wu Xueyang explained briefly.

"Hmm... that's pretty good." Sun Xingye nodded. Wu Xueyang's character is somewhat withdrawn in a sense. After all, it is not a good thing, and it is obviously a good change to have a cat as a companion.

"What breed do you plan to raise? Orange cats, English shorts, or garden cats?" He naturally picked up the topic, Wu Xueyang swallowed the food casually, and shrugged.

"I don't know, maybe... just raise one at random, such as a black cat or something."

Wu Xueyang thought of Buffy's habitual way of being as bright as hell.

"Black cat?!"

At that moment, Wu Xueyang clearly noticed it.

For a moment, my uncle Sun's pupils shrank, and his expression changed.

The topic about the black cat reminded Sun Xingye of some unpleasant memories, but he quickly adjusted, and in the midst of Wu Xueyang's thoughts, he changed the topic again.

This meal took nearly two hours, and most of the time Sun Xingye took the initiative to talk, while Wu Xueyang listened silently, giving feedback from time to time.

From study to astronomy, from crime to the embarrassing stories of the Sun brothers and sisters when they were young, and his life when he first came to their home.

In Wu Xueyang's memory, it was rare for the other party to have so much time to reminisce and talk with him, but he didn't feel disgusted.

After eating, the other party wanted to clean up the dishes, but Wu Xueyang held him back.

"In my impression, your hands have always been used to catch criminals, so let me do it."

Wu Xueyang said this sentence very fluently, because it is indeed the case. Even after staying in the Sun's house for so many years, Wu Xueyang has never seen Uncle Sun wash the dishes...or in other words, he has never eaten at home. A few meals, even after eating, I went back to the study immediately after eating, and continued to work.

He is always so busy.

"Okay, let's talk about Xue Yang." Seeing this, Sun Xingye didn't continue to fight, but stood up and took advantage of the opportunity to light a cigarette again. He hesitated, but finally said: "When it's your birthday, come here." Let's have dinner at home, maybe I can tell you about your father then."

"..."

"it is good."

……

At night, Buffy skilfully flew over the window from the outside and flew in.

In front of the mirror, Wu Xueyang had already changed his appearance. He was a young man in his early twenties in a pitch-black hooded sweater.

When Buffet saw his attire, he stopped suddenly: "Gah? Are you going to find that black businessman?"

"Well, General Lame."

After Wu Xueyang sorted out her own attire, she glanced at Buffy: "We've already made an appointment. Since you're back, let's just go together."

"Huh? No. Why are you looking for him?"

Buffy turned his butt, and hummed to Wu Xueyang with his long tail feathers: "I still want to take a nice and comfortable bath."

"...take a bath."

Wu Xueyang didn't know what to do, and raised his dead fish eyes: "Even if you keep your body, you are still using my energy... Can you stop using my energy to do these meaningless things."

He sighed, and simply didn't bother to care about it, and walked directly to the door: "By the way, I'll trouble you for a few days. If you have time, please help me keep an eye on my uncle."

"Hmm~ Special Bureau... You're putting me in danger. It took me a lot of effort to get rid of them."

"Just take it for yourself, anyway, if we go to the secret realm in the future, we can't get around the special bureau."

Wu Xueyang put on his shoes at the entrance, and said helplessly, "Uncle Sun seems to be related to Xing Zhe's case. Considering the recent Qingshi...Dark Star appeared on the black market last week, I always feel a little Don't worry too much."

"By the way, you've been having fun these days, have you seen any information about black cats?"

"Black cat?"

When Buffy heard this, the swaying tail feathers stopped suddenly and froze there.

"Why are you asking this?"

"Huh? Looks like you know?"

Wu Xueyang was also taken aback for a moment, he pondered for a moment, and finally recounted part of the conversation he had with Sun Xingye this noon.

"Looking at his reaction, it is estimated that the black cat has nothing to do with this matter. If possible, I would like to help Uncle Sun solve this case. It can be regarded as a training for myself."

Wu Xueyang chuckled and said: "After all, sooner or later you have to fight against other walkers, so it's always good to pick a less strong opponent to practice with."

"How do you know he's not strong..." Buffy said speechlessly, "What if he's strong?"

"The thing I lost was a bottle of special genetic medicine, or a D-grade one. I think the real strong should not look down on this kind of thing, right?"

Wu Xueyang analyzed lightly: "Besides, the targets of the fight were ordinary people, and no other walkers participated. Since the police can grasp the clues of the black cat, it means that there are witnesses... If it is you, even if you can't bear to Killing all the people present will definitely kill the witnesses, right?"

"As a walker, it should be very easy to kill one or two ordinary people."

"The witnesses were not dealt with, indicating that the other party did not care about the identity of the black cat being witnessed"

"Then, as a matter of course...the opponent's ability should mostly be transformation, blindness or...manipulation, possessing animals..."

Unknowingly, Wu Xueyang began to thoroughly analyze the opponent's ability.

"Wait... wait... go." Buffy quickly flew to Wu Xueyang's shoulder, stretched out his wings and interrupted: "You are not worried about your uncle, you clearly want to kill him directly. !"

"It's best to be able to kill it... After all, it's a threat..."

Before Wu Xueyang could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Buffy's wing on his face, and a cold glass bottle stuck to his cheek.

"Huh? What is this?"

Wu Xueyang was startled, and took it over...it seems to be...a reagent?
Hmm...there's a serial number on it...model NL-B85...genetic potion? !

"This...is yours? So...that black cat..."

Wu Xueyang was stunned. He turned his head and stared blankly at Buffy. The latter looked helpless, stretched out his wings and hooked them...then scratched his head.

"Yeah, I remember what I told you... Hey, didn't I say so?"

"..."

One bird stared at each other, and it was not until more than ten seconds later that Wu Xueyang silently broke the silence: "However, this case clearly happened before last week."

"At that time, you were not an entity..."

"That's right, because it's not an entity, I need to attach to other creatures if I want to move."

Buffy blinked, and said innocently, "If I had a physical body, what those people saw would not be a black cat, but a crow."

"Can you manipulate animals?"

"It's not manipulation. Think about why you can make the poisonous snake obey your orders. As a high-level life, it's okay to suppress creatures with weak consciousness."

"Hush...huh."

The corner of Wu Xueyang's mouth twitched twice, staring at the genetic potion in his hand for a while before he realized, and turned around silently: "Is there still time for me to report you now?"

He had been in pain for a long time, and in the end he could only let out a sigh of relief:

"What's the reason?"

"Huh? Why?"

"The reason why you participated in this matter and snatched the genetic medicine?"

"Hmm... don't you want to take advantage of the bastard?" Buffy blinked guiltyly: "Okay, okay, in fact, I was running around in the middle of the night, and suddenly found something interesting, so I took the opportunity to mix it up."

"I thought they were going to snatch something good, and the beating is a fierce one!"

"Then something fell in front of me..."

Buffy stretched his neck and said helplessly, "I just picked it up."

(End of this chapter)