MTL - The Old Gods Are Whispering-Chapter 17 Mission impossible

  Chapter 17 Mission Impossible

  Gu Jianlin took a look at the novice gift package that was delivered, and to put it bluntly, it was just a folder.

   Folder contains five decrypted documents, namely:

   "Investigator Code of Conduct"

  "General Common Sense for Sublimators"

  "Self-Cultivation of God"

  《Elementary spiritual medicine redemption code》

  《Universal Alchemy Weapon Redemption Code》

Taixu explained thoughtfully: "Considering that, except for the sublimators cultivated by Deep Space Technology itself, as well as the major sublimator families, most of the sublimators don't know much about the extraordinary world, so the novice gift pack is specially equipped with corresponding information. , for review."

   "Besides, since you are a rare self-sublimation person, Deep Space specially equips you with the first understanding of the **** division path to help you better understand the **** division's ability and subsequent advancement."

"As an honor to participate in killing the fallen, Deep Space provides you with 100 merit points, as well as spiritual medicine and alchemy weapons applicable to your current rank. Enter the redemption code in the deep space network material library, and you will have a special The courier will deliver it to your door.”

   "This is the end of the resources provided by the preparatory department. For details about the assessment tasks, you can log in to the Deep Space Network to check them at any time. I hope you can successfully complete the tasks and become a regular."

   "Reserve investigator Gu Jianlin, I wish you good luck."

  As the shadow of the black lace maid gradually dissipated, only the background of the starry sky remained on the screen.

  Gu Jianlin sat in front of the computer, folded his hands against his forehead, lost in thought.

  After a short contact, he has been able to analyze the behavior style of the Ethereum Association.

   Permissions.

   Everything is a permission.

   Without permission, nothing can be done.

  Even the file about the Gu family that Taixu gave him is actually a very brief summary.

   For things that really have weight, he probably isn't qualified to consult them.

   "The truth can only be obtained if you have obtained a high enough authority. This is an unknown world. If you don't have enough strength, what can you do if you know it? You still can't do anything."

  Gu Jianlin took a deep breath: "And that **** curse..."

  He rummaged through his suitcase and found a yellowed genealogy book. It was really old, and the paper was so brittle that it seemed to shatter when touched.

  That was left to him by his father. It is hard to imagine that these names recorded in the genealogy are all sublimators.

   And they all died of a strange curse without exception.

  However, the information was too simple, not even a survey result, not even a picture.

  Gu Jianlin couldn't even analyze what the logic of the curse was.

   As far as I know, the effect of the curse is very powerful.

   He was the only one who was able to make a huge family of sublimators until now.

   It's not even transmitted in blood, which is too weird.

   In other words, even Gu Jianlin himself couldn't escape.

"If this curse can only be realized in one way, then it is likely to be the weird silhouette I saw at the scene of the car accident that day. Could it be that there is such a monster in the world, and everyone who cares about the family, in four Between the ages of ten and fifty, they will be killed by this monster?"

  Gu Jianlin murmured, "This monster has been killed for hundreds of years? And in the future, he will come to kill me?"

   It's creepy and ridiculous.

   But to be honest, he is not very afraid, because his life is already like this.

   Come here if you have the ability, and see who can kill who.

   But if this curse implicates the family members in this new home, then he will never forgive himself.

  Gu Jianlin's goal for himself is very simple.

  Under the premise of not implicating the family, try to find out all the truth as much as possible.

   Then there is revenge for revenge, and resentment for grievances.

  If that terrifying monster really exists, Gu Jianlin will kill it at all costs.

   Or, be killed by the opponent.

  In any case, it is better than dying without knowing why.

   "Send a message to Lu Zicheng first."

  Gu Jianlin picked up his phone and sent a WeChat message.

   Then he rubbed his eyes, went to the living room to pour himself a cup of coffee, and returned to the computer desk.

   There is still much to learn about the extraordinary world.

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  At three o'clock in the morning, the lights on the top floor of Haizhou Hotel were on.

"What is spirituality? Spirituality is the source of power for sublimators. It is a power that can only be perceived by those who have sublimated from the inherent world. When we are successfully awakened and choose the path of sublimation, spirituality will flow in our body, like blood. It flows in the veins, and the spirit flows in the soul."

   "The advancement of sublimators often requires the accumulation of spirituality. It is like the character experience bar in the game. Only when the spirituality has accumulated to a certain level can we break through the shackles and advance to the next level."

"Among all the ways of inheritance, alchemists are the most precious. Why? Because alchemists can create spiritual secret medicines to help us accumulate spirituality in our bodies. If there are no alchemists, the sublimators will return to the primordial chaos, The way of promotion will be extremely slow, and civilization will no longer progress, but regress."

   "At that time, you can only breathe and meditate every day like the ancient ascetic monks, and spend a lot of time perceiving the residual spirituality from another dimension and taking it as your own."

   "According to records, even the ancient gods would not adopt such a clumsy method."

   "So remember, whenever you meet a pharmacist, lick it up for me, don't offend me."

   "As for alchemy weapons and mythical weapons, that's something to talk about..."

  Lu Zicheng's eloquent voice sounded.

  On the screen of the laptop computer, the faces of fifty students with different skin colors and races were reflected.

  He is giving a lesson to newcomers who are waiting for food.

  As an A-level investigator of the Aether Association, as a fourth-order sublimator of the ancient martial arts path, he is qualified to teach.

  Lu Zicheng has just turned 23 this year, and his qualifications are still relatively low, but after all, he comes from a big family, and his own strength is also the best in his class, so he will form his own team this year.

  Perform secret missions in his jurisdiction, and train newcomers by the way.

  He wants to select a few of the hundreds of newcomers this year to join his team.

   As for the candidate, he already has an idea in mind.

  Lu Zicheng glanced at the time, it was almost four o'clock, and it should be almost there.

   Sure enough, about five minutes later, he received a message on WeChat.

  Gu Jianlin: "I have officially become a sublimator, and the way of inheritance is the priest."

  The tone was very calm, and he didn't seem to lose control of his emotions because of the extraordinary experience.

  The overall quality is really good.

  Lu Zicheng narrowed his eyes and muttered, "It's interesting."

  At this time, Chen Qing came in with a glass of iced latte and bent down to put it on his table.

   "Shenji?"

  Her eyes were stunned, and she was obviously surprised: "He actually chose the most difficult path to control. From the perspective of genetics, I thought he would take the path of the heavenly master just like his father."

   "According to genetics, if this kid doesn't look so much like his father, I would suggest that he go for a paternity test. How are their father and son similar? Their personalities are very different."

  Lu Zicheng complained: "It's not like you haven't seen the picture of him swinging his chair to beat Li Changzhi to death."

  Chen Qing thought back to the gentle and elegant Professor Gu, and also thought of the violent boy swinging the chair before.

  The image of the boy pointing a gun at himself is still vivid.

"All right."

  She nodded: "Judging from his personality, Guwu and Overlord are more compatible."

  Lu Zicheng shrugged: "Who knows, this thing only depends on looks and luck, and he probably didn't have a choice."

  The inheritance path of Shensi is indeed the oldest, but no one can judge whether it is good or bad.

  伱 Call it weak, and it is indeed weak.

  Because there are too few known gods, and most of them are rookies.

   But if you say it is strong, no one will question you.

  Because the strongest sublimation person in the past hundred years came from the Shensi way.

   Moreover, the strongest one is still alive.

  The God Division path holds the mysteries of life, and through communication with the natural world, unimaginable power can be obtained.

   To be fair, this is the most comprehensive way to inherit comprehensive strength.

   There are almost no shortcomings.

  The only problem is that it is difficult!

   Difficult to go to the blue sky.

   "Chen Qing, how much do you know about the Shensi way?"

   Lu Zicheng asked casually.

Chen Qing shook his head, and said quietly: "Among the students I have taught, there are only three first-rank commanders, and one second-rank young commander. I haven't even seen the chief commander. I remember, your father seems to have A good friend is the fourth-rank Yun Zhongjun."

"Is it?"

  Lu Zicheng hesitated for a second, then took out his mobile phone: "I'll make a call and ask."

  Chen Qing said calmly: "Probably too late."

  Lu Zicheng glanced at the time: "It seems to be a bit late, is he in the country?"

  Chen Qing shook his head again: "No, it just disappeared yesterday, and now he should be lying in the funeral parlor."

  In front of the window sill, the green-haired parrot locked in a cage screamed strangely:

   "Bah, how unlucky!"

  Lu Zicheng wiped his face vigorously, and sighed: "Unfortunately, I originally wanted to pretend to be a hand in front of that kid, but it seems that I can't help him for the time being. There is not a single priest in my group of students."

  He thought for a while, fiddled with his phone, and sent a message.

   "How is it? You must have seen Tai Xu, right? Has she picked up the study materials from your computer?"

   It took about a few minutes.

  Gu Jianlin: "I don't have study materials in my computer, but she sent me a lot of materials."

  Lu Zicheng was silent for a second. If nothing else happened, Taixu had told him the child's family background.

   "Although it's just words, judging from his reaction, he is indeed very calm."

  Chen Qing commented: "Master, you read the right person."

   Lu Zicheng didn't know what to say, but received the message again.

  Gu Jianlin: "Tai Xu issued me an assessment and trial task."

Lu Zicheng replied with a smile: "Oh, what level of mission? Let me guess, is it to ask you to find ten rumors about super ancient civilizations on the Internet? Or to arrest a madman who lost his mind in Fengcheng? Are you looking for some ancient cultural relics in the antique market? Anyway, the assessment of deep space is like this, simple and boring, with no tricks."

  At the same time, Chen Qing logged into the deep web, and directly called up the boy's assessment task with high-level authority.

   "Wait, master..."

  When she saw the entry displayed on the tablet screen, her beautiful eyes suddenly shrank.

  Lu Zicheng was taken aback, and a new message popped up on WeChat.

  Gu Jianlin: "High-risk mission, hunting first-order fallen, codenamed clown."

   A simple line of words, but it seems to be able to sting people's pupils.

   Dead silence.

boom!

  Lu Zicheng slapped the table hard, and a crack opened on the hard table at a speed visible to the naked eye.

   "Hunting clowns?"

  His face was ugly, and he clenched his palms: "Are you crazy?"

  Chen Qing frowned, sliding her white onion fingers back and forth on the screen, and asked, "Could it be that the deep space made a mistake?"

   "Don't be kidding, that's a supercomputer made with super ancient civilization products."

  Lu Zi frowned: "Deep space never makes mistakes."

After Chen Qing confirmed it many times, and found that there was indeed no problem with the deep space, he said solemnly: "How could it be such a task? Hunting and killing clowns is not something he can do at this level. Although the clown is only a first-level A fallen man, but he possesses extremely dangerous mythical weapons. Ever since he stole the ancient relic library and defected, until now the deep space has not been able to accurately locate his trace..."

   The trickiest part of this mission is the Myth Arms!

  It is impossible for newcomers to complete this kind of trial.

  Lu Zicheng was silent for a long time, picked up the glass of iced latte, and drank it down.

   "Deep space is infallible, but someone has enough access to change her repertoire."

  He paused: "I guess, some people don't want that kid to join the Aether Association."

  Chen Qing was slightly taken aback: "Could it be...them?"

   "Otherwise who else?"

Lu Zicheng rubbed his brows and sighed, "Thinking about it, that kid should already know what his father did? After something like that happened, Professor Gu himself is no longer around. Who will those people vent their anger on? "

   "This is the so-called father's debt?"

  Chen Qing said softly: "Master, do you still insist on bringing him into the extraordinary world?"

   Lu Zicheng responded indifferently: "Otherwise? Would it be too cruel to see him continue to live without knowing why, then marry a wife and have children, and then die the whole family without knowing why?"

  He gently closed the screen of the notebook without even saying hello, and the online lecture ended here.

   "I'm going to give Lu Zijin a call."

   Lu Zicheng said suddenly.

   Seek to read, seek to read!

  (end of this chapter)