The king of solo row [Comprehensive British and American]

The bleak autumn wind blew through the forest, and the cold rain slapped frantically on the car window, making a series of restless sounds.

Arya leaned on the car seat, following the eagle flying in the sky with her eyes.

She wasn't sure at first, until the car drove for more than ten minutes, and the latter could still appear in her field of vision, obviously following the car all the way.

Arya's doubts deepened.

--What exactly is going on? !

All of a sudden, her eyes blurred, and the window seat and the scene outside the window disappeared, replaced by colorful advertisement pictures. The background was an interface with an overall dark blue tone, as if wearing smart glasses and entering some High-tech operation interface.

If you look closely, you can see that those colorful pictures are some games that are being discounted, and there is a string of familiar letters in the upper right corner.

...that was her name.

There is a familiar picture to the left of her name, which is her self-portrait headshot. This picture is stored in the mobile phone. In theory, it should have disappeared with the explosion.

To the right of the name is a string of pitiful and pathetic numbers with dollar signs attached.

$ 0.01.

There is a word in the upper left corner of the entire interface.

"Steam"

Arya also has a little common sense, so she can roughly deduce that this is a platform for selling various games. The name of the platform is probably Steam, and the accounts and balances on the right represent the login status.

This thing is probably the reason for his bizarre resurrection.

She tried to click links and switch pages with consciousness, including closing the entire platform interface and reopening it, all of which were easily successful.

The car was driving on the road at night, and the little girl in the back seat was sitting quietly with her head tilted, staring out the window seriously. The two agents in front looked at her from time to time, but they didn't find anything unusual.

Knowing that the only thing she needs to do is control the expression on her face, Arya confidently starts browsing around the platform.

Each game has its own separate store page, as well as promotional videos intercepted from the content, usually a combination of player operation parts and fixed animations, although it is only a few minutes, but to her it is like Watching blockbusters, the effect is extremely cool.

Arya looked at it excitedly for a long time, and suddenly scanned an option of "Library".

She opened it curiously, and found that it was actually similar to a game library, and users could see the purchased games in this interface.

There is only one lonely game in his own library.

——Assassin's Creed: Odyssey

"..."

Arya had no impression of the game's purchase process at all, so she entered the game's homepage in a daze.

Through the video and text introduction, as well as some comments from players below, you can get a general understanding——

This is a role-playing action game, set in the era of the Peloponnesian War in more than 400 BC. The protagonist is a legendary mercenary famous in the Greek islands. He is tall and tall and proficient in all kinds of weapons. , You can climb mountains and towers to climb temples, and you can slaughter villages, cities, and gods and beasts.

The protagonist also raises an eagle, and they communicate with each other spiritually. The protagonist can use the eagle's eyes to share vision and remotely sense the enemy's position, which is even more high-tech than drones.

Arya blinked thoughtfully.

She remembered the eagle that appeared strangely in the alley, and the "affectionate" gaze between them. At that moment, she was still trying to communicate with each other, completely unaware of how strange it is for a person to speak to a strange bird thing.

Is it—

It is too real to buy a game and get an eagle.

The girl looked at the eagle in the sky outside the window, the long distance made the figure a little blurry, but he followed along this long journey, never leaving his field of vision.

She clenched her hands tightly, and the chains of the handcuffs made a slight sound.

The agent in the front row took a look at her, found that the latter was nothing unusual, and turned around.

Fighting, wall climbing, parkour, vision through walls, eagles appearing strangely——

Those abilities are likely to come from this game.

Arya closed her eyes.

In the next second, she seemed to be in another world.

The eagle was soaring high in the turbulent sky, and their visions were connected, so she saw the dense forest turned into a swaying sea of ​​trees, the wide road stretched straight forward like a sharp sword, and the galloping Ford passed through the dense forest. In the heavy rain, the light of the headlights was like two groups of tiny swaying fireflies.

This is the eagle's vision.

At this moment, the man and the eagle shared what they saw.

She felt that she was riding the wild wind, through the night-shrouded woods, over the rivers rushing in the rain, over the wide world under the dark sky.

So unrestrained, so free.

Arya opened her eyes again.

In just a few tens of seconds, she experienced the vision of an eagle, and perhaps some synaesthesia, such as temperature and touch. In short, this kind of enjoyment is unexpectedly nostalgic.

She could see in the sky that the car was approaching the Avengers base, otherwise Hawkeye mode wouldn't be terminated.

After a series of events, the base was re-established in the suburbs of New York, where the space is open enough, unlike the congested urban area with limited sites, so it has everything from huge buildings on the ground to the airport.

The surrounding forest hides the brightly lit buildings, and the side entrance still has cars coming in and out from time to time.

This is the place where members of the Avengers Alliance train and gather. Countless people want to come in and work, not to mention technical staff, I am afraid they are all willing to clean up.

Although there are certainly robots that do the work for you.

Arya was not at all honored.

A day ago she might have been excited about it, half an hour ago she was angry and confused, now, there is only extreme restlessness and impatience left.

She is eager to study her superpowers, especially the unprecedented experience and surprises brought by the eagle eye mode.

Arya exhausted all her patience and slowly got out of the car with her handcuffed hands raised.

They left the parking lot, and two agents swiped their cards to open the door, walked through a passage, and walked into the interior of the base. There were also many staff coming and going in the hall. People seemed to be engrossed, and no one cast a curious look at them.

Arya vaguely felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

She followed the two people into the elevator, and after leaving, she entered the office area. There were still people coming and going in the aisle, and everyone kept their gazes fixed. If it wasn't for another man and a woman coming up behind the two agents, After joining the "escort" team, she even suspected that this was some kind of virtual scene, or that people couldn't see themselves at all.

Soon, she was escorted into an interrogation room. The walls of the room were covered with coated SLR glass, and the incandescent lamps were dazzlingly bright.

Arya slowly sat down on the chair, seeing her face clearly displayed in the mirror, they opened the previous handcuffs, and handcuffed one of her hands on the table, the standard interrogation mode of suspects.

"If you're going to sue me, at least get me a lawyer."

No one spoke for a while, and the two later agents put down the documents in their hands, approached and pressed her shoulders on both sides, and pressed her firmly on the chair. Their faces were expressionless and their eyes were empty.

The remaining two looked at each other, and one of them laughed with a malicious look on his face, "Lawyer? You really don't know what happened, do you?"

"Besides this face, where is she worth 100 million?"

The girl's pupils shrank slightly, and the man continued to say, "Are you sure no one saw her coming?"

"Are you kidding me? There are no other illusionists here. If I couldn't handle this, I would have died in Sicily," the man with an Italian accent sneered. , employers are also quite creative.”

"The Avengers are not here today, wait for them to come back... Are you sure you can't find us?"

"What are you afraid of? At most, they suspect Peng Lie, but that has nothing to do with us. We will leave after finishing this vote."

"Those dumb mutants still want to steal business from us, they really overestimate themselves."

The cold breath climbed up the back of his neck like a poisonous snake.

The mirror reflected that the person behind him was slowly drawing out his gun, as if he was enjoying the process very much.

Arya clenched her free hands. She wasn't sure if she had the strength to break free of the handcuffs. If she attacked first, they wouldn't be so underestimating the enemy, so they must seize the opportunity.

However, how much attack power can one hand cause?

Weapons, need weapons.

The man gestured to his companion, "Damn it, I forgot what it feels like to blow my head off with a gun."

"Who isn't, let's bet, whoever kills her first will have a treat tonight."

A wave of warm heat gathers to the fingertips from all directions, penetrates the skin and travels along the blood vessels and meridians, fine golden light spots surround the hand, like a group of dancing stars, slowly getting closer and agglomerating.

hurry up.

hurry up--

At this moment, Arya was still pressed on the seat, and the man and the woman grabbed her shoulders tightly, and pinned her to the chair with all their strength, wishing to bear the weight of her whole body.

Two pistols of different models were pointed at the back of her head at the same time.

The moment the trigger was pressed, Arya raised her leg and kicked on the metal table pillars, knocking her back with the chair. The bullet passed her body and shot into her thigh, and the unbelievable pain spread.

At the same time, a half-broken spear appeared in his hand out of thin air, and an orange-red arc flashed like lightning.

The sharp tip of the spear tore through the air, and inserted it precisely into the throat of the man on the right at a tricky angle from bottom to top.

For a moment, the whole world became blurred, as if all rhythms were becoming stagnant and heavy, and the shocked expressions on their faces turned into slow-motion shots.

The strength of clamping her shoulders disappeared, and Arya struggled to stand up and knock away the woman on the left. The piercing pain enveloped her injured leg, but her spirit entered an unprecedented state of excitement.

Like injecting a barrel of adrenaline, the extreme excitement was like a ignited flame, burning the mind in an instant.

Before the remaining three people could fully react, she pulled out the spear that had been inserted into the man's neck, turned around and kicked the Italian man's knee, the spear point was nailed into the back of his neck from above, another agent Finally, the shot was fired, and the bullet was shot from behind. She let go of the hand holding the spear, picked up the metal seat and drew an arc in the air, and a chair leg slammed heavily on the woman's head.

Arya staggered as the gunshot wound in her chest spread with fresh pain, drawing her weapon as the body fell.

The shooter retreated continuously, and she rushed forward without hesitation, tearing her locked hands until blood dripped, and finally broke away from the hard metal ring.

The opponent's face was pale, and he was no longer as calm as before. He fired wildly in a panic, and the continuous gunshots echoed continuously. chest.

Arya grabbed the metal handle and pulled it back. Blood gushed out like a flood, and the gun fell to the ground.

After the man died, the woman who was still conscious wanted to stagger to get up, but her movements stopped suddenly, and she spread her arms and lay motionless on the ground.

"..."

Arya slowly sat down on the ground.

The interrogation room was dead silent, and blood flowed like rivers.