Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

"You want to use our heads? What do you want to do!" Yanque glared at Zhuang Xuteng, with a wary expression on his face.

"I can make people relax. If the compatibility is better, I may be able to reduce the mental side effects of the implant." Zhuang Xuteng opened his palm to show them and said, "Look, I don't have an implant on my palm, and I won't do anything to you." what for."

Nightingale turned around, smiled at her sister and said, "Maybe you can let him try. I will watch you, and if I find you are wrong, I will kill him."

"He is a combat mercenary, I'm afraid you can't beat him." Yanque rolled his eyes, then bowed forward, put his forehead on the back of the front seat, and said to Zhuang Xuteng: "Hey, the head is here .If you make me feel uncomfortable, you’re screwed!”

"Okay." Zhuang Xuteng agreed happily, but in fact he had no idea - he was using the two sisters as an experiment!

Dormant martial arts can transfer the impact of implants on body organs, and can also speed up the recovery of the body; the vengeance series of necromancy spells can absorb resentment, and Zhuang Xuteng guessed that resentment also includes the side effects of shadow slave implants on the mind. When he was with Meteor before, Zhuang Xuteng used the Resentment Spell to absorb her resentment. At that time, it was just to relieve her fear and tension after leaving the familiar closed space, but thinking about it afterwards...

Meteor has not had any maintenance, but her implants have been in good condition. There is some physical fatigue - caused by running around - but the mental state is completely fine. She even said afterwards that the few days she spent with Zhuang Xuteng were the most comfortable ones for her: she could go out to play, defeat enemies, and be safe.

By studying "Encyclopedia of Magic", Zhuang Xuteng gained a better understanding of the magic of vengeful spirits. He believed that the connection between vengeful spirits and shadow followers was closer than originally imagined. In terms of many "symptoms", the physical and mental effects of the undead spells represented by the Wraith are very similar to the effects caused by the Shadow Slave Implant, and can be dealt with by analogy; the series of Wraith spells taught by the Lich Master are as follows: It is based on absorbing grievances, and the techniques inside take priority over eliminating the impact of the grievances on the caster. If you can adapt these techniques and apply them to others, you should be able to realize Zhuang Xuteng's idea.

He placed the palms of both hands on Yanja's forehead, and then began to use the spirit absorption spell. At this time, Zhuang Xuteng discovered something that he had not considered in advance: the resentment emitted and the resentment accumulated in the body had different properties.

Lich Master's Resentment Absorption is effective against two situations: the disseminated resentment and the resentment in corpses - the common feature of both is that they cannot be controlled. The resentment in Yanque's body - or the mental manifestation of the side effects of the Shadow Implant - follows the work of her brain, and like the implant, has become a part of her body's functions.

Zhuang Xuteng couldn't "get rid" of this resentment, but was there nothing he could do? No, he also has hibernation and super cache martial arts.

In principle, dormant martial arts can only control one's own skin. This is the exact words of Master Famine Stranger. However, Zhuang Xuteng thought that he had forgotten that the transferred creatures - bugs and mice - also had to be attached to the skin. In fact, their hair and skin were also affected by the dormant martial arts. However, it does not affect other people's skin. For example, Zhuang Xuteng tried to absorb or transfer the fatigue from training to Brother Dao, but it was completely ineffective.

What if super cache martial arts are added? Stretch out the resentful spirit and turn it into an invisible, perceptive, nervous system-like skin, adding to the underlying foundation of dormant martial arts. This is the core of super-cache martial arts. Wraith spirits can become invisible and pass through other people's bodies. If they use it to establish a channel with the other person's skin, can they use dormant martial arts?

Zhuang Xuteng decided to try it with the rock bird. Anyway, he estimated that the worst result would be pain, just like the side effects of implants.

"Eh... it's so strange, I feel like something is sticking in..." Yanque raised his head, opened his eyes, and tried to raise his eyeballs upward while touching with both hands. "It's weird! Sister, his fingers are on my head, but I feel like he put something into me."

"You..." Nightingale looked back and asked, "Naike, do you have a needle in your hand?"

"No." Zhuang Xuteng raised his hands to show them both, then put them back on Yanque's head and said, "What you feel is a kind of massage force. Hmm..."

"Listening to your voice, you don't seem confident." Yanque decided to grab Zhuang Xuteng's wrist so that if anything was abnormal, she could react as quickly as possible. "Hiss...here it comes again, stuffed something in again."

"Can you please stop talking like that?" Zhuang Xuteng and Nightingale said in unison, then looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

Yanque sighed, drooped his eyelids, and showed an expression of letting others take advantage of him.

The resentful spirit poured out from Zhuang Xuteng's palm, penetrated into Yanque's skin, and wrapped around her implant. At this time, Zhuang Xuteng could drain the shadow energy from the implant with just one thought, and he could use super cache martial arts with another thought - of course he used the latter.

It didn't go smoothly at first, it felt like learning dormant martial arts for the first time. Zhuang Xuteng continued to make adjustments based on his original training experience, and realized that this was a process that brought the two of them closer together. The process of extracting grievances began, from strands to strands, Zhuang Xuteng became more and more proficient, and his efficiency continued to improve. At the same time, Yanque's expression also changed from nervousness to relaxation, from confusion to enjoyment.

Nightingale looked back and asked, "Is it so comfortable?" She stretched out her hand and pinched her sister's cheek.

"Don't move! My head feels so comfortable. I've fallen in love with this feeling. It's like..." Yanque seemed reluctant to open her eyes. If it weren't for the purpose of dispelling her sister's concerns, she wouldn't even bother to speak: "It's like asking someone to clean up at the same time. It looks like two pierced ears. Oh...hohohoho..."

"Please don't scream weirdly, I need to concentrate." Zhuang Xuteng gently pressed Yanque's head and moved his fingers in her hair. Judging from the touch of her fingertips, her hair is natural and not all wigs like Meteor's, which means that she has much fewer implants than Meteor's.

But judging from the resentment she absorbed, she was more serious than Meteor. The long-term side effects accumulated severely in her head, and the amount extracted by Zhuang Xuteng was comparable to that of a corpse that died of fear. On the one hand, this is related to the poor quality of the implants of the two sisters. I am afraid that Steyer did not use the best for them, and the daily maintenance was sparing as much as possible. On the other hand, they were not happy under Steyer, and they were already a little depressed, which was mutually reinforcing with the mental side effects of the implant.

Through direct contact and the use of hypercaching and hibernation martial arts, Zhuang Xuteng successfully extracted the mental side effects of Yanque's implant in the form of resentment. This was a very important achievement - but Zhuang Xuteng did not stop there. He shifted his focus to the physical side effects of shadow slave implants, trying to move those hidden wounds into mice.

"Itchy...very itchy...why has the feeling changed?" Yanque opened his eyes, shook his head slightly, and said: "No, it's uncomfortable. Can you change to the previous method? The itchy feeling is going down...are you? A gangster?"

When Zhuang Xuteng heard this, he quickly stopped trying and only drew out his resentment. The extension of the dormant martial arts did not remove the hidden injuries and fatigue on the physical level, but only conveyed the "itchy" feeling to the inside of the body. The reason is unknown, and we cannot say that this method is necessarily ineffective. It is just that it is difficult to continue the experiment. Zhuang Xuteng concentrated on absorbing the resentment, and Yanque groaned comfortably, resting his chin on the back of the seat, almost falling asleep.

"Okay." Zhuang Xuteng could hardly feel any resentment before he released his palm and said, "Massage has no hypnotic effect. Don't pretend to be asleep. Tell me how you feel."

"Not sleepy, but so comfortable..." Yanque still closed her eyes, as if this would allow her to immerse herself in the comfortable feeling for a while longer. "Sister, you should try it, I highly recommend it."

"Is it so good?" Nightingale looked at Zhuang Xuteng's hand and said, "Is this some kind of shadow follower spell? Will it put a burden on your body?"

"You guessed it right, it's a shadow follower spell." Zhuang Xuteng smiled and said, "The burden is not zero, but it won't cause problems. I can slowly resolve it through normal metabolism."

"Before the Golden Basin Washing Ceremony, there was a lot of news about your master, the Famine Stranger. We had heard some rumors that his skill was to make people endure more implants and generally reduce the side effects - the one you used Is this it?"

"I can't admit or deny it." Zhuang Xuteng smiled and pinched his nose.

"I'm sorry, I asked too many questions, please forgive me." Nightingale looked at her sister dotingly, and then said: "Okay, since my sister recommended it so, I will give it a try. Yanque, come and drive."

"Oh... just wait a while, I want to feel comfortable for a while. I don't have night vision, so I can't drive as fast as you. I'll change it for you after I get on the train."

Although it was a bit contradictory, how could Nightingale argue with her sister. She continued driving and asked Zhuang Xuteng to rest for a while. She insisted that whether it was shadow magic or implant abilities, the side effects they brought cannot be ignored. "There is no free lunch in the world," Nightingale said: "The more powerful the ability, the greater the price."

"I'll pay attention." Zhuang Xuteng heard it, but didn't take it seriously. If the stronger the company, the higher the price, then what does the company pay for its strength? Poverty?

The car was speeding through the night. Zhuang Xuteng was glad that when he rented a car, he did not pick out bargains, but found this car with a short mileage and good condition. The Nightingale kept going at full speed, and it held on, allowing them to reach the station in time.

After explaining the matter of returning the car over the phone, the three of them finally did not delay the departure time. They booked berths, and the three of them bought four seats, which happened to be one room, and no one else would come to disturb them.

Zhuang Xuteng reached out his hand consciously, but Nightingale dodged it. "Take a look at your surroundings first, don't worry about your head."

"Okay!" Zhuang Xuteng stood up with a smile and said, "It is right to work first. I am here mainly to serve you and listen to your orders, so where should we go next?"

"Dining car." Nightingale said, "There is no additional carriage today, and the sleeper car used to be the dining car. I want to see the connection between the two, and maybe I can find an interface, so that I can connect to the train's system at a faster speed."

Yanque continued: "If the connection goes smoothly, we can try to open the car door from the inside, then go through the roof and go to the front of the car to have a look. All lines will be connected to the system at the front of the car. If we can do it in advance, we can get off the car. It will save you trouble the next time you come here.”

It sounded very correct, and Zhuang Xuteng did what he said. After the car started, they left the sleeper berth and went to the dining car, where they ordered three pieces of food and some drinks. After the conductor finished checking the tickets, Nightingale gave Zhuang Xuteng a wink, and the two of them got up, left the dining table, and came to the connection in the middle of the carriage.

When the train needs to be used to transport cash and valuables, the dining car and sleeping car are separated and the "treasure car" is inserted. This happens at least once a week, so the connection device in this part is used frequently, which is more promising. access. Zhuang Xuteng blocked Nightingale with his body and opened his five senses to watch for her. Nightingale searched along the seams of the carriage, looking for data cables.

"There's someone here." Zhuang Xuteng reminded him quickly when he heard footsteps. Nightingale immediately let go of the wall and lay in Zhuang Xuteng's arms. The two of them lowered their heads and avoided sight, waiting for others to pass behind them before letting go. Zhuang Xuteng glanced outside and said, "They are going to the dining car. According to the prompts on the roof of the carriage, people behind may go to the dining car to have a meal, which means there may be many people checking the connection."

"Yes." Nightingale already understood what Zhuang Xuteng meant, and she said: "During the official operation, there will definitely be some people who don't know that the dining car cannot be reached, and will try to pass through at the connection point, and will also wait and see. This is not good for our operation. Brother Dao needs to stop it. them."

"What kind of method did Brother Dao use to stop them... I'll think about it." Zhuang Xuteng looked at both sides and said, "It's time to take action. Let's take one question at a time."

Nightingale turned around and lay down on the wall again, close to the seam of the carriage. Zhuang Xuteng was standing guard behind her. After a while, Nightingale removed the rope that bound her hair. With a flick of her wrist, it became hard and could be twisted into various shapes. This is a metal that can change shape when exposed to electricity. Mercenaries use it as makeshift tools, such as hooks, ropes, keys, and the like.

"No, I can't reach it. Naike, come here and help me." Nightingale called Zhuang Xuteng over, dug her fingers into the gap in the canvas connecting the carriages and said, "Can you see a square socket on the right? There is a black and green plug on it. Cable.”

"I saw it. The wire is as thick as your wrist. How can you pull it with such a thin wire?"

"Listen to me, don't talk nonsense!" Nightingale slapped him on the chest and said, "There is a square iron cover under it. That is the connection port for maintenance during working conditions. Just pull the latch. It may have been a long time since it was inspected. It's a bit It’s rusty, I can’t pull it, so I’ll leave it to you.”

"I understand, give me the wire." Zhuang Xuteng took the tool, stretched it out from the gap, and slowly hung it on the latch. "By the way, we have to restore it later, right?"

"Of course." Nightingale said, "Hurry up and do it quickly. The gap is a bit wide and the wind will make a lot of noise, so people may hear it."

Zhuang Xuteng nodded, hooked the latch and started to exert force. He was stronger than Nightingale, and he could adjust his movements based on tactile feedback. However, the latch was severely rusted and kept creaking, but it didn't move very much.

"Sound! Someone is coming!" Nightingale's ability to show off was not as good as Zhuang Xuteng's, especially when she encountered a child who suddenly ran over. Children don't need to worry yet, the key is that there are adults chasing behind them. In desperation, Nightingale pressed Zhuang Xuteng's head and blocked the whirring gap with his face. Then she quickly squatted down and covered her face with Zhuang Xuteng's body.

Two children shouted "Go to eat, go to eat" and ran past Zhuang Xuteng, followed closely by their parents. At this time, the couple stopped and stared blankly at the two people at the junction of the carriages.

A man stood with his legs spread and his back to them, his face pressed against the wall, and a woman squatted in front of him. Although you can't see their faces, the two people...

The child turned back to urge them, and the couple blushed. They quickly stopped the child who was about to poke his head over to check, and pushed them to continue to the dining car. "How can this be?" They both said in a low voice, shaking their heads at the same time.

PS: I went to the hospital for a checkup on the weekend and I needed to stay in the hospital for a few days. There have been a few updates lately, sorry.