Mini-Games to Save the World

At this time, the White Eagle State, which was 10,000 kilometers away, was in the early morning hours.

Nick walked away from the museum with a weary expression, beside him was a busy staff member, who was going in and out to sort out the situation on the scene.

He walked along the street of Xiao Se, looking at the long blockade and rubbing his temples.

He sighed at the thought of being busy all night.

"I didn't expect the museum night to really happen!"

Yesterday, an unusual event occurred in a museum in the city, and most of the collections inside it became living things, similar to what happened in the movie, except that the plot was not very harmonious.

The statues were like killing gods on the battlefield, exuding a brutal atmosphere, violently destroying the surrounding streets.

Fortunately, this museum is relatively remote, and at night, except for two security personnel, few people were involved.

It took them a whole night to solve it—it would be better to wait until the day was about to go, and the collections would be turned back to the dead.

Nick is not involved in confrontation with foreign objects, he is not a combatant.

His mission is to provide direction for others to quickly find escaped foreign objects.

But even so, there are still a few things that have not been found.

Nick was busy all night, and his abilities turned on all night, but the disappeared collection was like the air he was breathing.

"Hoping for good news."

He was no longer needed here, so Nick drove back to the office building, a remote area on 13th Street, where he was going to report his mission.

After half an hour, in the office.

My colleague sat at his desk with two cups of coffee, took a sip of strong bitter coffee, and asked, "How?"

Nick took the cup: "Not found, completely disappeared, leaving no trace."

"This is abnormal, and your ability is not noticeable?"

Nick shook his head: "Maybe another capable person took the recovery collection."

"Such people don't do good things when they come."

"Maybe it's not necessary to take it back and cut the steak," Nick joked.

"What's gone?"

"An ancient sword, this is it." Nick passed the pictures of his collection to his colleagues, "a luxurious collection with a little history."

The sword body seems to be forged from gold, paired with several gems on the hilt that have long lost their luster, and you can imagine its former brightness and sharpness.

"Is there any history?" Colleagues asked after reading.

"No, it was originally a private collection, and no information was left when it was donated."

"Unfortunately, it seems you are busy."

"The few things that disappeared are normal. It is most likely that they were stolen or there was a problem in the museum. This will happen at night. People in the museum should know that the administrator has a lot of suspicions, but Someone is missing, and I'm not investigating now. "

Colleague Wu shook the glass: "The awakening of the new era is destroying the world for their own benefit. It is a very common situation. Isn't this the meaning of our existence?"

"There are not many such people, you should know."

"As long as one appears, the harm caused by it is more serious than the ordinary abnormality."

Nick did not refute, his ability is a double-edged sword.

Those who have the ability will consider themselves superior, and therefore disregard the lives of ordinary people.

This will inspire contradiction, after all, ordinary people are always the majority.

What is more serious is that this problem cannot be avoided, and a new class may be formed in the future.

The life expectancy and unique strength of those who have the ability are far beyond ordinary people, and the gap will widen.

It is just that the mortality rate has always existed, and there will be an upper limit on the ratio of capable people to ordinary people.

But no one can determine what the upper limit is now. The awakening of the new era has exploded compared with the past.

At this time.

Knocking at the door, a secretary walked into the office.

She looked at the two in the house and said to Nick, "There is a new mission."

When my colleague saw this, he got up and said, "You are busy!" Then he left the office.

Secretary Wu came to him, handed the documents to Nick, and said, "The new task assigned by the superior."

Nick asked, "Which superior?"

There was some doubt in his mind.

Now that he has the task, under normal circumstances, he will not arrange other things.

Generally speaking, they are not called superiors, but directly say which department.

After the secretary put down the documents, she turned and left: "This is not something I should know."

boom!

The door of the mortuary room was closed tightly, and the room was quiet.

Nick crossed his chin with his hands, and the coffee in Yu Guangzhong's cup was still steaming white.

The documents in front of me are very old at first glance, and Nick feels the breath of history.

Previous file?

Silent for a moment, Nick opened the file curiously.

Take out the contents, except for the mission instructions, there is only one introduction about "Hunter".

Uh ...

"The hunting of demon hunters, a special profession that dealt with anomalous creatures in ancient Europe, has so far been largely lost. Only a small number of hunters still exist in continental Europe."

"This class has the main growth direction of devouring potions, practicing simple techniques, forging special weapons, etc. This class has a lower impact than the witches of the same name, but the upper limit is very large."

Uh ...

Nick quickly browsed through the content above, similar to what he had seen in the national database.

The slayer hunter has basically been lost to the present. After all, the growth mode is relatively special, and the mortality rate is too high. If it was not the efficiency of solving foreign bodies in the ancient times was too low, this kind of occupation using abnormal biological power would not appear.

The upper limit is large, but it is not sure whether or not people will grow up to the end.

Nick looked at the mission schedule again ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ needed him to investigate several uncertain events.

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh there are some brief messages, no investigator has gone to investigate in person.

Nick is a little strange. Shouldn't such a task be assigned to a Level 5 investigator? No matter what he said, it was level four! And it will soon rise.

I reached out to get on the phone to ask about the situation, and Nick stopped suddenly.

He held his hand out for a few seconds, then retracted his movement unnaturally, and began to prepare to deal with it.

New tasks must be performed as soon as possible, and the time given by the superior is very tight.

The file has an unforgeable logo on it, so there is no need to do more.

Soon.

He got up and left the office.

The morning light was a little dark under the clouds. A new day has begun. Nick's spirit is still vigorous even after a busy night. This is the main reason why he can be upgraded to the third-level investigator from the time he has acquired the ability. Reason-workaholic, this is the nickname given to him by his colleagues.

Downstairs.

Nick stood in front of the car for a while, hesitating for a long time. The public transportation may be a little faster.

He just prepared to turn around and left. He stopped suddenly, thinking of yesterday ’s notice that a road would be blocked today, so he turned around and opened his car.

"Click!"

The car slowly started and plunged into the vast land.

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