Artificial Wizard Growth Log

Pang Kyushu is actually not suitable for intelligence work.

The black-haired sentinel may be a small group of people in the federation who can be called the proud sons of heaven. They are both mentally and physically innately strong, and they are not inferior to Xia Zuo, a powerful weapon designed by humans. But no one is perfect, and there is no omnipotence. In the National University of the Capital, he took a course on intelligence investigation. The professor of this course gave him the evaluation: sharp eyesight and strong energy.

A good agent naturally needs a keen eye, knowing what information is desirable and that information is just smoke, smoke, and bombs released, but full of energy...

...The professor thinks that it is impossible for a Sentinel to pretend to be another person without revealing his sexuality and chuunibic nature.

So when he joined the army, there was no intelligence officer among the available positions.

However, in the face of this information handover, he still had to bite the bullet.

Pang Jiuzhou wiped the mud off his face.

At the same time, countless silts slid down to the ground along his combat uniform, sticking to the top of his head reluctantly when Pang Jiuzhou's eyes fell, very much like some kind of lump coming out of the anus.

Pang Kyushu felt like he was going to vomit.

Fortunately, the infantry's tight-fitting combat uniforms are worthy of the price that the logistics department of the Third Army spends on them every time. Not only can they prevent cosmic radiation, they are almost invulnerable, and they also have the function of self-cleaning. Back to normal human beings, no longer taking a step to drag the mud along the way.

Only the horrible smell of the sewer still lingered on the tip of his nose, stimulating the sentinel's sense of smell which was already much more sensitive than that of ordinary people.

With a stench all over his body, Pang Jiuzhou ran in the dark and tortuous underground waterway.

His mission this time was to hand over intelligence, and the specific content was to bring back an intelligence officer from the military who was trapped in an enemy camp from somewhere.

He is an intelligence officer in name, but he is actually a guy who secretly rebelled and surrendered to the military.

This guy repeatedly contacted the gang in Nancheng, and said that only Pang Jiuzhou could connect with him, as if he and Pang Kyushu were very familiar.

The location of the joint happened to be the deepest part of the sewer system below the site occupied by the Jinshuixing Nancheng gang.

In addition to draining water, Jin Mercury's sewers are also used for a series of purposes such as air-raid shelters, war fortresses, and underground black market venues. The people who are active in it are mixed, but it just so happens that Pang Jiuzhou itself is mixed here.

"...The place where I used to move has been cleaned up, so it can't be seen that it's a sewer, okay? There's not even a lamp here."

Pang Kyushu complained softly while running in the dark.

His voice traveled far along the tortuous waterway, and finally flooded into a swirling echo, adding a lot of ghostly atmosphere in the darkness.

Pang Jiuzhou stopped in his tracks immediately.

The passage in front still seemed to be unobstructed, and there was no way out until the end, but the reflected voice told him that was actually not the case.

The sentinel's ears moved, his mental power was running, stimulating the cochlea, and his auditory nerves became extremely active in an instant.

It seems that all kinds of weird sounds in the extremely quiet sewer were absorbed into his ears in an instant, ignoring his own breathing, heartbeat, etc., the activities of certain creatures, and the inexplicable noise in the air, a rhythmic and subtle sound. The clicking sound stands out.

It was the sound of some kind of large machinery running nearby. Even though various methods were used to cover it up, there was still a sound that ordinary people could not detect.

Only the sentinel can detect it beyond the five senses of ordinary people.

Recalling the several machines in his memory that could make this sound, even if he was as arrogant as Pang Kyushu, he had to be as quiet as a chicken for a moment.

However, on the map unfolded in front of his eyes by the portable smart phone, the green dot representing the destination was still firmly at the end of the passageway behind the roadblock, without moving even a millimeter.

...Your grandma has a leg.

Pang Jiuzhou cursed secretly in his heart.

In order to prevent being discovered by the final signal, the external communication of the portable intelligence has been closed. In the dark, Pang Jiuzhou can only get a little relief through the connection with his guide.

Well...a genius like him, of course, can learn all kinds of abilities without a teacher, including becoming James Bond.

He made up his mind, held the gun in his hand, and opened two [-]cm long thin sticks on his wrist, which seemed to be a decorative watch. They buzzed and turned into a simple shield.

"Ultimate! This is the magic skill attached to the permanent link, my guide! Possession! Agent transformation!"

As if doing so could really bring strength to him from Xia Zuo who was far away in the capital, he yelled solemnly, and in the next second directly ran towards the place that blocked the sound wave.

The distance of hundreds of meters was only a moment. When he approached the transparent obstacle to a distance of 50 meters, Pang Jiuzhou raised his gun, the electromagnetic flashed, and several bullets were fired.

Every bullet was aimed at the same point. When the fourth shot was fired, several spider web-like cracks appeared on the transparent wall with the hit point as the center.

At the same time, the siren finally rang loudly and slowly, echoing in the narrow underground waterway, becoming the fast-paced background sound of Pang Kyushu's [-]-meter dash.

When stepping on the dome and jumping out, Pang Jiuzhou turned 180 degrees, facing the dome of the sewer, showing a mocking smile, and smashed a tiny flash of light on the dome with one shot.

Then he hit the transparent wall full of cracks, and countless lasers suddenly lit up after passing through the transparent wall with countless fragments amidst the crackling sound.

The shield on the wrist of Pang Kyushu who landed has been completely scrapped, and laser burns are still left all over his body. The air is filled with the smell of ionized ozone. Like a rooster whose buttocks were burned, he ran away with his legs.

At this moment, how much he wished that the car he was used to, with thirteen golden roses shining brightly, was at his hand.

...Unfortunately not.

He can only run and pull like a rooster, throwing a gravity bomb backwards.

It was still the one that was picked up from the assassin.

Facing the sudden increase of gravitational force behind him, he suddenly rolled on the ground, and when he stood up again, the two automatic turrets had already lost their fire.

Although the gravity bomb seems to have become something that everyone has, its great power still makes it the killer weapon of the federal military. In a universe where there is no light, no air, and various shock waves that cannot be transmitted, gravity weapons are the direction of military research and development. .

However, compared to the various god-level weapons that are still in preparation, the small and exquisite gravity bomb was probably made by some researcher.

This road passed through various bombings and bombings in Pang Kyushu. Soon the bombs ran out. Pang Kyushu saw various killing robots appearing at the end of the road. He was guided by the map and used all his body He figured out all kinds of things that he knew the use of but didn't know the use of, and got rid of this group of pursuers, and finally arrived at the destination marked by the green dot.

He found that he seemed to have been tricked by the intelligence officer.

The target location is a wall, and after a little pawing and pulling, you can find something stuffed in the crack of the wall.

He had only seen this thing at Marshal Turan the day before.

- Shuttle equipment for personal use.

The agreed-upon military research institute test product, is it really okay to have so many in circulation now?

As a member of the underground black market, Pang Jiuzhou obviously didn't think about whether he was qualified to question this kind of question.

This shuttle device, which is not as long as an arm and looks like a thin stick, has a crystal blue spar the size of a quail egg on the top. At this moment, the spar glows fluorescent in the dark, reminiscent of the kind given to elementary school girls. Play fairy wands or something.

It can be said to be full of childhood fun.

He turned on the network and reported the progress, but in just a few seconds, the enemy had traced the signal he turned on to his location.

Facing the roaring pursuers, Pang Kyushu just hesitated for a moment, then reached out and grabbed the "fairy stick".

The flames of spiritual power engulfed him, and the pulled space was distorted. When the pursuers arrived, there was nothing under the wall.

***

In a cell of the Capital Prison, Xia Zuo pressed his eyebrows.

Gulba sat across from him, chained to the seat.

The light in the cell was blindingly white, and Mr. Gulba, who had lost three rounds of weight after he was imprisoned, didn't even have sausage-like lips that were as plump as before, looking extremely haggard.

"What else do you want to ask? Colonel." The man said without much energy, "I knew everything I knew before, and I have already told you."

Xia Zuo was also sitting, his brows were deeply frowned, he only felt waves of exhaustion welling up from the depths of his body, and he couldn't concentrate.

This morning, he was called up by the prison guard.

This is something that has never happened before. His schedule has always been very precise. Except for one illness when he was in school, he never got up late.

Xia Zuoqiang pulled himself together and said, "Ma Xiaojing is not Ma Shasha's daughter."

Gulba was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head after a while, and murmured: "...Really? Maybe this is good."

Without a federally wanted criminal and a traitor as a mother, the life of the girl he watched grow up should be smoother in the future.

If there is no stain on him as a foster father.

"Mr. Gulba, this is an opportunity for you to commit crimes and make meritorious deeds. Please recall carefully, who did Ma Shasha know when she was in the Federation? People with high positions and positions."

Gulba seriously recalled, "Although I used to be boyfriend and girlfriend with her, to be honest, I have never been able to integrate into Sasha's social circle, and I don't know two people she knows."

Xia Zuo, who was getting more and more dizzy, interrupted him, "Even if it's a rumor, please."

The slightly weak words made Gulba startled, the man who had been afraid to look at Xia Zuo since he came in raised his head, and found that the colonel opposite him looked more haggard than himself.

The gray-haired man's shimmering green eyes were thick and dark, blue blood vessels protruded around his temples, and his skin was as pale as a layer of incense ash.

His overly perfect face made him look like a wax figure when he was dead.

Gulba found this scene familiar, but first he wanted to stand up and support Xia Zuo.

The handcuffs made a clang, and he was handcuffed back to the seat, unable to move, he could only verbally express his concern.

"Colonel, Colonel! You, you... are you all right?"

Xia Zuo waved his hand to show that he was fine, but this waving was also weak.

Gulba could only put his bum back on the stool, remembering.

"I've heard a lot of rumors, but those with high authority...Sasha's senior year internship is in the Ark Building."

Xia Zuo, who felt all kinds of nausea and discomfort, was refreshed when he heard the words, and asked, "Which department?"

"I don't remember...it seems to be something related to the president..."

president?The president at the time was Ms. Bacon.

Who is the war...?

The refreshment a few seconds ago seemed to be a flashback, Xia Zuo felt as if a red fire stick was stirring his brain vigorously, the pain was so painful that he couldn't even hum.

And Gulba finally remembered what instant vision Xia Zuo had at this moment.

"You... Colonel... are you going to wake up?"

Before he finished speaking, Xia Zuo passed out with a black eye.

Not because of the sudden increase in pain, but because the opposite of the brand-new connection that was established only a few days ago suddenly became empty.

... Pang ... Kyushu?