Volume 2: Scales in the Pond Chapter 302 Revealing Information
"Poisonous fog?"
This is deadly enough.
The big man explained: "Brother, you have two abilities, Nerve Reaction Enhancement and Energy Blade. If you don't choose the Psychic Seed of Jealousy, I think this one is the most suitable for you. What do you think?"
After the big man finished speaking, he quickly added: "These two are of the middle level of Xuan grade."
This burly man with tattoos all over his body seems to be trying hard to fit in with them. There is no problem with that, of course, as they also want to build up .
It would be great if Jin Laobiao felt threatened by this. He and Wu Xinfeng are now as close as brothers, but they are only brothers on the surface.
If he feels that he is not strong enough, then the other undercover agents can be recruited by Jin Laobiao. In this way, both factions will be our people.
The short undercover agent thought about it and felt that the other party's suggestion made sense.
It is enough to maximize your own advantages, and the rest can be left to your teammates. Naturally, there are teammates who specialize in strengthening mental abilities to be responsible for mental defense.
"Thanks bro, boss, I want this one."
"Okay, it's yours."
After Wu Xinfeng registered his supernatural powers, he directly distributed the Seed of Jealousy to his own people.
Then he said to the big man: "What about you, do you have any ideas on how to strengthen yourself?"
When Wu Xinfeng, the boss who could communicate directly with the Black Emperor, asked him, he immediately replied, "I have it. I want pure spiritual power."
"There are quite a few seeds of jealousy of both types of psychic abilities."
Focus on strengthening mental power? It is a good choice. There are psychic abilities. Before taking various actions, they can conduct reconnaissance and give teammates full map perspective in the process. The effect will be very good.
Wu Xinfeng was looking at the list of registered seeds of jealousy when he suddenly found that the surroundings had become quiet. The noisy sounds disappeared , leaving only the chirping of insects.
Looking up, he saw a man in soul-devouring blood-stained robe walking towards him.
Their president is really too elusive. He would appear in front of you without you noticing, making it hard to guard against him. You would worry in the middle of the night that a red ghost would suddenly stand at the head of your bed.
If this continues, he might suffer from mental illness.
Qiao Ji put a box on the table where Wu Xinfeng was counting supernatural powers. Wu Xinfeng quickly handed over the list, "President, we are already doing the statistics of the seeds of jealousy."
Qiao Ji just glanced at it and didn't answer. "Remember to make an electronic version."
Even with BT, he still uses the electronic version for easier management.
"yes."
"Open the box and take a look. Inside is your new uniform."
Wu Xinfeng quickly opened the box and found a mass of red mud-like substance inside.
As soon as his mental power touched it, the red mud seemed to come alive, wrapped around his body, and then became active, quickly covering his entire body, turning into a blood-stained robe draped over his body, like a windbreaker.
With a thought, the Soul-Devouring Blood Robe covered his face as well.
With the Soul-Devouring Blood Robe, it becomes easy to conceal your identity.
But his piece is pure red, without any patterns, because Qiao Ji did not add any when making it.
"This is the sample we're trying to make this time. It has no pattern. If you have a symbol or pattern you want, you can draw it and we'll make it for you next time."
Qiao Ji captured millions of undead from the underworld and imprisoned them in the Disha Tianxing, so he can mass-produce the Soul-Devouring Blood Robes. The output in the future should be very large, so he can even let his subordinates DIY the styles of the Soul-Devouring Blood Robes themselves.
"No need, President, I like this one very much." Wu Xinfeng waved his hands quickly. He didn't dare to trouble Qiao Ji.
"Each piece of Soul-Eating Blood Robe must have its own logo. This is the rule I just set."
It can be considered a way to distinguish them. After all, everyone is wearing the unmarked Soul-Devouring Blood-Bloody Clothes. How can you recognize who is who? By body shape?
By the way, we can also do a gait analysis. Artificial intelligence such as BT should be able to distinguish it.
"Yes." Wu Xinfeng quickly responded.
To be honest, he still felt a little uncomfortable when he put on the Soul-Devouring Blood Robe, because it was something that required killing people to make.
From what the president said, do we still need to continue manufacturing?
How many people will be killed?
"President, souls are needed to make the Soul-Eating Blood Robe. Do you want me to arrange for someone to collect them?"
Instead of slaughtering innocent people uncontrollably, he might as well send some evil people to their deaths.
However, their president doesn't seem to be the kind of person who would kill innocent people indiscriminately, but who can say for sure?
"No need." Qiao Ji refused.
"I just went to the underworld and collected a lot of souls."
The underworld?!
This piece of news made everyone present, whether they were traitors or not, prick up their ears.
After all, the impact of the Philadelphia undead disaster some time ago was too great, with half of the city being slaughtered. The threat of the undead has now become a sword hanging over the earth.
When everyone heard Qiao Ji say that he had just been to the world of the dead, they couldn't help but slow down their breathing and listen attentively with bated breath.
"President, what is the underworld like?"
Wu Xinfeng asked. He didn’t think it was rash. After all, everyone would be interested in another world, right?
"There are so many undead there, so many that you can hardly imagine. They crawl out from the ground like ants, crowded together."
Come out like an ant?
This is a bit hard to imagine. I don’t know if the undead can get out of the concrete floor.
Qiao Ji wanted to reveal some information to them, so he told them like he was telling a story, "In the kingdom of the dead that I went to this time, the ghost king had more than 2,000 lords who were over 50 meters tall."
Everyone was shocked. Over 50 meters tall? What kind of monster was that? Ordinary shells wouldn't react to it.
"And each lord conservatively estimates that he has more than a dozen earth-level undead subordinates, and more than a million soldiers equivalent to human-level psychics."
Qiao Ji's tone was light, but the information it contained was extremely impactful .
Everyone imagined the strength template of the Kingdom of the Dead in their minds, and then felt deeply depressed.
Such a kingdom of the undead, whether it is high-level or low-level combat power, completely crushes the earth!
Qiao Ji continued, "But such kingdoms of the dead are as numerous as sand in that world, too numerous to count."
Military forces that can crush the earth are as numerous as sand and gravel?
Can the Earth really conquer such a world?
"Moreover, the kingdom of the dead is full of black fog. They can control the black fog to transfer energy and transform it into weapons. It can be said that this is their greatest killer move."
The black fog is simply an undead version of a nanomachine. It can be transformed into a weapon according to their requirements and can also provide energy.
