Chapter 32 The Boy Who Controls Thunder and Lightning

He Sai nodded vigorously, but showed hesitation and whispered: "Although the things have been delivered, Lao Zhang seems to have been beaten! And, according to Lao Zhang, he didn't need that much money to purchase these things. But all the money was taken away by people in the black market..."

Lu Fuji was stunned for a moment: "The black man eats the black man? Where are the others?"

"Roughly the same."

He Sai said: "He just left and said he would get justice for us."

Lu Buer shook his head: "This man is really honest. It doesn't matter. I will have the right to enter and exit the military base freely tomorrow. At worst, I can find a chance to accompany him. Let's take our things and go back to our homes. I'll come Teach you how to use energy solution.”

The teenagers whispered to each other for a while in front of the tent.

As night fell, they carried their things and returned to their tents.

Lu Fuji opened the door and felt warmth rushing to his face.

Lu Sixian was wearing a white nightgown and cooking in front of the fireplace.

"I'm in a good mood today. Let's eat meat these two days."

Lu Fuji had chicken in the supply box this time. It was time to replenish the little girl's growth. Otherwise, there would be no blood all over her body and she would look like a ghost when she got up in the middle of the night.

"oh."

Lu Sixian responded in a cute voice, turned around and went to defrost the chicken.

This little girl's cooking skills are not very good, but she can still cook some simple dishes. With the help of seasonings, she can barely stew a bowl of fragrant chicken soup.

"Eat, eat, eat more."

"oh."

"Lu Sixian, why do you only drink soup?"

"I don't like meat, brother."

"How come some people don't like meat? You must eat it!"

"No, I don't want to eat."

"Where are you a nun? How can you grow if you don't eat meat?"

"I can't grow..."

Lu Buer put his hand on his forehead and pointed at the chicken legs in her bowl and said, "Lu Sixian, look at what this is? Is it chicken? No, this is vegetarian chicken. You can eat it!"

"What is vegetarian chicken?"

Lu Sixian soaked the rice in chicken soup and showed off her skills, and then she raised her head in confusion.

"..."

Lu Fuji had no choice but to take out the metal box from his pocket. Inside the box was a golden memory chip. When he touched it, he felt a tingling sensation like an electric shock.

There is no mistake, this is the memory chip that records thunderstorm weather.

The power of numerology is at your fingertips.

Lu Buer put the numerology chip on his forehead, holding his breath and concentrating on recalling the frequency of the sacred rhythm. Memories that did not belong to him poured into his brain like a flood, impacting every nerve and vein in his mind. Deafening thunder echoed in his mind. There was a sound from deep, like the roar of a giant beast.

He seemed to be in the center of a thunderstorm, with scorching lightning in all directions, and thunder roaring in his ears, as if he himself was merging with the lightning and thunder.

With a click, the fortune telling chip shattered.

At this moment, the young man became sluggish, his eyes flashing with hot electric light.

His pupils seemed to have been melted by lightning, leaving only the terrifying whites of his eyes.

There were lightning and thunderstorms.

The life energy in his body also completed its transformation at this moment.

Lu Sixian was startled and tilted her head to observe the boy carefully.

I saw thousands of blue electric currents running through Lu Fuji's body, and his hair stood on end. He was convulsing and trembling as if he was electrocuted. It was very scary.

At this time, Lu Sixian found that her hair was suspended under the action of the electric current, and a dull hair on the top of her head stood up and kept swaying from side to side, very naughty.

Then she discovered that the hem of her nightgown had also been lifted up.

She silently pushed down the hem of her skirt and sat down obediently.

I don't know how long it took, but the lightning and thunder in Lu Fuji's mind finally disappeared, the roaring life energy in his body gradually became tamed, and the current flowing on his body suddenly dissipated.

He was gasping for air as if he was having a nightmare.

"Fuck, it's so scary."

He looked at the electric arc in his hands that had not completely dissipated, and murmured: "Is it that simple? Is such an expensive numerology chip used up? Have I mastered numerology?"

If we follow the analogy of martial arts novels.

Life energy is the basic internal force.

And numerology is the inner strength and mental method you master.

The process of mastering numerology was as magical to him as a dream.

As for the changes in his body, he was also unexpected.

"For gifted evolvers, it's that simple. But this is only the first step. More numerology chips will be needed in the future to enhance the stimulation of numerology."

Lu Sixian blinked her almost pure white eyes and said seriously: "Most of the numerology of the celestial system is like this. These attributes are not only rare, but also difficult to control. Even in the process of numerology condensation and qualitative change, you will feel to extreme pain.”

She hesitated for a moment and continued to explain: "If the evolver's talent is very good, then numerology will also have a certain impact on his or her personality."

Lu Buer thought it was no wonder. He had only completed the first resonance between his own potential numerology and the thunderstorm weather, and he was already electrocuted to the point of numbness and soreness all over his body. Most people really couldn't bear it.

If numerology affects personality, then no wonder Yuan Qing has such a violent temper.

etc!

Lu Fuji himself didn't seem to be doing much better.

"Lu Sixian, I have Holy Riot Syndrome and I have mastered the thunder numerology of the celestial system. So when I get into a fight, can I be saved?"

Lu Buer asked with the last glimmer of hope.

Lu Sixian fell silent.

"Brother, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"The truth."

"There is hope."

"But your eyes clearly say that there is no hope, wait for death!"

"I'm sorry."

Lu Buer was worried about his future. It is very likely that he will be in a state of insanity when fighting with others in the future. I hope nothing will go wrong.

There is a saying, since you can't resist, just enjoy it.

At least the celestial system is strong.

Lu Buer can feel that there is a hint of lightning power in the life energy flowing in his body. This is part of his own composition. He doesn't need anyone to teach him how to control it. It's just like when he uses force when he moves his body normally. He can control it freely.

Interesting.

This is the power of fate.

The extraordinary power used by Qingmu and Luther at the beginning is now mastered by him.

Although the current he can release is very weak, he is not in a hurry.

He has many opportunities to slowly enhance his fate.

He was shocked, and thousands of arcs of electricity appeared all over his body.

In this state, he felt that his strength and speed had explosive growth.

The azure electric current crackled.

Lu Sixian's hair and skirt floated up.

Lu Buer thought it was so fun, as if he had become the Flash.

He shook his body again, and the arcs suddenly disappeared.

Lu Sixian's hair and skirt fell down.

Another shock, and the arcs rose again.

Lu Sixian's hair and skirt floated up again.

"Brother."

"Hmm?"

"It's okay, as long as you are happy..."

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The next morning, Lu Buer got up with a tired body. He played video games all night last night, and almost drained the life energy in his body. He forgot about the cancer pain. As a result, he forced his weak body to practice until dawn.

Although his physical condition was not bad, his spirit could not hide his fatigue.

"He Sai! He Sai!"

Lu Buer came back from the toilet to wash up and knocked on the door next door.

No one responded, and a deafening snoring sounded from the door.

It was similar to the thunder he heard last night.

Annie was so pitiful.

"I have to go out today, Lu Sixian, please take care of her!"

Lu Buer shouted and turned to leave the camp.

However, after Lu Buer left, there was a thump in the tent.

He Sai leaned against the door and slid to the ground weakly, wiping away tears.

"Why didn't you tell him?"

Annie squatted beside him and wiped his tears.

He Sai was silent for a long time, and whispered: "That was all paid for by Brother Lu's life. In fact, I know what he has done recently. But he didn't tell me, and didn't let me participate. He probably felt that he wouldn't live long, so he wanted to do more before he died."

He said dejectedly: "But I don't want him to know that I'm a waste."

Annie turned and looked at the energy solution on the table.

After He Sai dripped blood into it yesterday, the bottle of energy solution had no reaction.

In other words, his fate has no attributes.

"How long can it be concealed?"

Annie asked softly.

"It won't take long. I will find a way to prove myself. I don't want to be a waste. I will use my own method to help Brother Lu, no matter what the cost."

He Sai's voice became lower and lower, but his eyes became more and more determined.

He got up and opened the tent, and the horn in the camp sounded again.

Today is the day when the four major corps of the Linhai Military Region gather. There are many more sheds and tents in the camp, and some unfamiliar soldiers are busy. Helicopters are hovering over the camp, and the turrets are full of mechanical engineers, starting to deploy defenses.

But this time, the weapons deployed are shocking.

Because they are huge, ferocious cannons like dragon heads!

"Hurry up, hurry up, everyone run!"

"The people of Noah's agency are here to arrest people again, I don't want to be blown to death!"

"No, Archbishop Reiner is here, and the camp is about to explode!"

He Sai wanted to find out what was going on, but the soldiers were all running away.

No one paid any attention to him.

He shuttled around the camp in a daze, only hearing mechanical sounds echoing in the sky.

"The fourth generation of the city-burning cannon, the world-destroying fire Qilin, start debugging!"

He Sai frowned: "What the hell, such a middle school name?"

When the so-called city-burning cannon was hung on the turret, the mechanics did not stand still to continue debugging or testing, but turned around and ran away, holding their heads.

This scene gave people a strong sense of déjà vu.

It was very much like the way you lit firecrackers and turned around and ran away during the Chinese New Year.

"Lack of testers, lack of testers!"

I saw an old man on a helicopter in the air, holding a loudspeaker and roaring: "Where are the testers? Hurry up and catch them all! No one is allowed to run! I, Reiner, swear on my personality that this time it will never explode! Without my weapons, what can you big-headed soldiers use to fight the White Walkers? If you don't get in place, I will go to your superiors to report you!"

He Sai looked at this scene and suddenly had a bold idea.

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At this moment, Lu Buer has left the Wuzhen front line in a military vehicle and arrived at the military base of the Third City Guard. After completing the formalities, he is ready to leave the military headquarters.

This is a rare experience. After being stuck in the camp for so long, he finally got the chance to go out. This feeling is like when school is over, everyone is still doing homework in the study room, and you have already taken sick leave and left the school with a bag on your back, walking without recognizing your relatives.

There is a feeling that the sea is wide for fish to leap and the sky is high for birds to fly.

Nowadays, the worlds of ordinary people and evolvers are clearly divided and harmonious.

The life of evolvers is exciting and dangerous. They live in a battle of blood and fire every day, but they can enjoy the pleasure brought by extraordinary power and see different scenery.

The life of ordinary people is very plain and safe. From going to school to working, from getting married to having children, having dinner with family and friends from time to time, and occasionally spending some money to travel abroad. Except for the more advanced technology, there is probably not much difference from five hundred years ago.

As long as you don’t deliberately want to find excitement to contact the extraordinary.

What gods and what white walkers, they have nothing to do with ordinary people.

All the good years are because someone is carrying the burden forward.

While relaxing, Lu Buer did not forget his purpose. The existence of the Corpse Eater Cult may be related to his God Seed, and it is also his best opportunity to show himself.

Of course, we have to find out what Lu Sixian has to do with all this.

If Lu Sixian is in a normal state, maybe she can ask directly, but who knows when she will enter the sleepwalking state. She is no different from a fool at ordinary times.

It's really troublesome.

Lu Buer walked out of the military base, and the station was a hundred meters away.

There were a variety of restaurants on the street, and turning the corner, you could see a community full of green plants. The passing buses were full of office workers, as well as old people and children who came out for a walk.

It was not surprising for these people to see soldiers coming out of the military. For five hundred years, the evolvers have been everywhere, although more than 90% of them are rookies in the origin world.

The location of the military base is a little remote. You can see many old buildings from centuries ago. The mottled walls give people a sense of the flavor of five hundred years ago. These reinforced concrete buildings are very strong and basically only need to be maintained and renovated every few decades.

A few children were stepping on puddles downstairs and discussing the latest online games.

Lu Buer, an old antique who came out of the cocoon, couldn't understand it at all.

Qiangwei had been waiting at the gate of the base for a long time on a motorcycle. She was wearing a black helmet and a black leather motorcycle suit, which outlined her hot body curves.

"Private."

She said unhappily: "Get in the car."

Lu Buer walked up to her and asked: "Can you be nicer?"

Qiangwei rolled her eyes: "Sister was supposed to take a day off today. I made an appointment with my bestie to go shopping and drink coffee. It was the superior who insisted that I pick you up because he was afraid that something might happen to you on the way."

Lu Buer understood: "Working overtime, right?"

"Get in the car and hold me tight."

"Okay."

This was the first time that Lu Buer was picked up by a beautiful woman. He sat on the back seat of the motorcycle and put his hand on the woman's waist. The touch was surprisingly soft.

"If you dare to touch me, you're dead."

Qiangwei stepped on the accelerator and suddenly accelerated down the street.

Fuck!

Lu Buer's hair was messed up by the wind blowing in his face.

This is simply racing.

"Hey, are you a cocoon breaker?"

He shouted against the wind.

"Yes."

Qiangwei also shouted.

"Then you must have been a biker five hundred years ago."

"Haha, thank you for the compliment."

"I had a friend who drove a motorcycle as fast as you."

"What happened next?"

"Before I went into hibernation, the grass on his grave was half a meter high."

"..."

The motorcycle shuttled through the streets and alleys, passing through quiet alleys, passing through bustling markets, and then passing through empty intersections. The roadside went from low residential buildings to towering commercial buildings. When passing through parks and squares, you could see old people playing with children.

When the motorcycle passed the bustling commercial street, you could see a huge circular shopping mall, as well as the signs of a cinema and a karaoke room. Next to it was a familiar gym with people passing by.

Until the motorcycle stopped in front of the gate of the Abnormal Supervision and Management Bureau.

Lu Buer was blown away.

"How is it, exciting?"

Qiangwei smiled and handed him a bag.

"What's this?"

"Change clothes, you are too conspicuous in this military uniform."

"Oh."

At the door of the Abnormal Supervision and Management Bureau, Long Que had been waiting in a wheelchair for a long time.

Damon stood behind him, pushing the wheelchair.

"Good morning, Private."

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