What Does It Mean When the National Team Makes Its Move? (Leaning Back Tactically)
The Magnifying Glass swept across the paper, and lines of text began to appear before the middle-aged man's eyes, while an unusually strange, drawn-out tone emerged from his mouth—
"Write~~"
This sound immediately reminded Feng Xue of a "copper straw hat for extinguishing fire" from an old-fashioned crosstalk routine. However, this person didn't have a scribe with him; instead, he picked up a pen and quickly began to write.
Feng Xue did not try to approach him because he noticed that from the moment this man took out the Magnifying Glass, all the staff around him, who had a distinct military bearing, were on high alert. Their readiness to immediately go into battle mode at the slightest disturbance made him realize just how important this middle-aged man, or the Magnifying Glass in his hand, was.
In fact, it was not much different from what Feng Xue had thought. Although the No. 22 treasure was just a treasure, in a sense, it was one of the most important Magical Item in the entire Yan Country Supernatural Tale Countermeasures Bureau.
As an item used for authentication, its effectiveness is actually quite average, but its biggest advantage lies in its ability to identify and even amplify "flaws".
While Magical Item may be useful, their inherent negative effects are the real headaches. In particular, some items' negative effects don't take effect immediately but rather develop gradually, and by the time people realize it, it may be too late to reverse the damage.
For example, the Shanghai branch of the police station once produced a Magical Item called "The Secret to Getting Rich," which claimed that carrying it would bring wealth and prosperity. However, as time went on, the Supernatural Tale Countermeasures Bureau Phantom Object that as the wearer wore the item for longer, they would gradually lose their humanity.
There are many, many more side effects like this, so much so that nowadays, whenever the Supernatural Tale Countermeasures Bureau obtains a Phantom Object, it is first sent to the headquarters for appraisal by the No. 22 Rare Item Appraisal before relevant containment, storage, and usage mechanisms are established.
It can be said that the departure of the 22nd artifact from Beijing was a very risky undertaking, but the Supernatural Tale Countermeasures Bureau also understood that it was impossible to suggest that the [Instructor] go to the headquarters.
After noting down the basic information of the "paper," the middle-aged man breathed a slight sigh of relief, carefully put the Magnifying Glass away from his body, and then signaled to the custodian to put the paper into the safe.
"Mr. Feng, the handover is complete. Its general function is the same as you described. Here is the receipt." The middle-aged man solemnly produced a receipt resembling a pawn ticket. After confirming that it wasn't Phantom Object or a derivative of Phantom Object, Feng Xue nodded and accepted it before saying:
When did that matter begin?
"It's tentatively scheduled for tomorrow morning. Here's the contact information for the Countermeasures Bureau. You can contact them directly if you have any additional details." The middle-aged man handed over a business card without an address. Feng Xue smiled, took the card, and put it in her pocket without even looking at it.
Several cars hurriedly drove away, just as silently as they had appeared. Only then did Liu Qi finally breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at the row of vehicles with lingering fear, and asked cautiously and curiously:
"Master, what did they take away? The legendary strategy that can destroy a country with a single word?"
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. When you've mastered your craft, you'll naturally know what you need to know." Feng Xue rolled her eyes, picked up her blanket and wrapped herself up, looking like she wanted to sleep and not bother her.
Liu Qi could only marvel at the "masterful demeanor" of the man, then retreated back under the bridge pier, channeling his inner energy to dispel the chill, while simultaneously imagining how his master planned to display his divine power in front of others.
"How do you think he plans to 'manifest his divine power'?" Not only Liu Qi, but also the General Bureau of the Supernatural Tale Countermeasures Bureau, the two major branches in Xijing and Rong City, and the Luzhou Office, all of whom knew about this matter were pondering this question.
"Need you even think about it? It's by the river, a major transportation route, and we can't afford to cause any casualties. They even asked us for an ambulance. Of course, it'll be the old-fashioned way of crossing the river with light-footed skills! Maybe even the kind where they can lift a car with one hand." As a martial arts enthusiast, Liu Yingqiang naturally gave an answer. Throughout history, Wuxia Novel have always liked to use this as a pretense.
Ultimately, to prove someone's martial arts skills, besides actually putting them in a fight or having them unleash a series of special effects with a wave of their hands, it's the ability to use light-body techniques (lightness skill) that is most expressive.
What about carrying White Elephant One Reed Crossing River, what about bearing a thousand pounds and leaving no trace on the snow, what about lifting a cauldron with iron palms and floating on water...?
Whether in classical legends or modern comics and novels, depicting a person carrying a heavy load on water is a visually striking way to convey intensity.
Everyone felt that Liu Yingqiang's statement made no problem, but as time went on, a number of staff members became nervous.
"Arrest arrest arrest..."
Early in the morning, Feng Xue picked up Liu Qi, who hadn't slept well all night due to overthinking, and began practicing martial arts by the river as usual. As dawn broke, more and more pedestrians appeared on the roadside. As always, many were attracted by Feng Xue's unrestrained spirit, taking photos and posting them on social media in one go. But just then, someone noticed something amiss—
The national highway, which is usually relatively smooth, is now congested, and there is still some time before the real rush hour.
"It's on fire! It's on fire! It's on fire! It's on fire!"
"Arrest arrest arrest arrest..."
The sirens of police cars and fire trucks blared simultaneously, and several news vehicles could also be vaguely seen. However, the bridge was already quite congested, and police officers, firefighters, and even reporters had to walk to move forward.
"I am reporter Li Li. I am currently on the bridge of National Highway xxx. Just ten minutes ago, there was a traffic accident here. A dump truck overturned, causing a traffic jam. Police and firefighters have arrived at the scene. Fortunately, there do not appear to be any injuries. However, due to the traffic congestion, it will probably not be cleared for a while..."
The journalist stood on the crowded sidewalk, where, in addition to office workers rushing to work, there were also many onlookers who had come to watch the spectacle.
With the widespread use of Smart Phone, more and more people are taking pictures of whatever they see on the street, to the point that bizarre situations sometimes occur where reporters are interviewed instead of interviewed.
However, since no one was killed, there wasn't much to photograph at the accident scene. After sweeping away the overturned dump truck and the scattered Sand and Stone, the onlookers with their phones were about to disperse. The reporter, taking advantage of the crowd slowly dispersing, signaled to the cameraman to start moving the camera to take pictures of the surrounding environment.
It was at this moment that a very photogenic figure entered the frame.
Although he looked like a homeless man, he exuded a peculiar aura that made it impossible for any camera to look away once it panned at him.
At that very moment, beside the homeless man, an ambulance, blaring its siren "Wan liu wan liu wan liu...", was parked at the end of the blocked road.
The homeless man said something to the driver, and then, with the driver giving him a "you're kidding me" look, he carried the somewhat comical oversized Orca Pillow to the riverbank.
What is he going to do?
Many who noticed this scene couldn't help but feel curious, and then, a shocking scene unfolded...
PS1: Another outrageous suggestion to go to Colombia has surfaced. Are capitalists really that easy to get along with? A country with a history thinner than a textbook, and a cultural heritage inferior to East Asia—what can you possibly achieve there? A hunter?
Also, Libra is an assassin organization! Don't you know why the Eagle's Nest disappeared? Don't you know why the Mohism chivalrous sect disappeared? I'm saying Libra will disappear as technology advances, not because people won't face injustice when technology improves, but because Libra's Combat Power will fall behind the times and they will be wiped out, understand?
For the authorities, martial arts are harmless, but Libra is harmful, understand?
Why abandon a core population of over a billion people in Yan to go abroad and starve themselves? Isn't that pathetic?
PS2: I've said this many times before about Golden Finger. It's not some unique or awesome thing. There Weird Tale Manufacturing Type in Infinite City. They can all create Phantom Object by hand. It's just that they tend to create a certain type, while the protagonist's is random.
Compared to the Manufacturing Type output of Weird Tale is less stable, but its advantage is that it can occasionally produce a huge drop.
(Simply put, I roll the 20-sided die twice during each major construction event. One roll determines the number of draws, and the other determines the maximum number of Phantom Object you can draw. As for the attributes, they depend on the random elements. The Peerless Martial Art is given by rolling a 20-sided die.)
It's not that the protagonist didn't use Golden Finger, but I couldn't possibly write out the entire crafting process. If I did write out the crafting process for the key items, people would criticize me. If I wrote it all out, the book would basically be a collection of Phantom Object.
To ensure a good reading experience, I can only mention a Phantom Object when the protagonist uses it, and then describe its detailed effects. Otherwise, I will only briefly mention it, unless there is a major surprise release.