Dark Rift of the Elves

Chapter 200 The real murderer (for subscription)

When Tang Ge woke up, it was already the next day.

He clutched his aching head and glanced around in confusion.

The elves looked over with concern.

"I'm fine." Tang Ge rubbed Ibrahimovic who was squatting on his lap, with a "gentle" smile on his face.

Putting the cute Ibrahimovic aside, Tang Ge got up to wash up, and his mind suddenly cleared up a lot.

Taking back his elves, Tang Ge finally looked at the two men in suits who had been captured.

The suit, hat and sunglasses had long been thrown somewhere by Chaomeng, and the two of them collapsed at the entrance of the room near the toilet, looking unconscious.

They were not tied up. As captives, it could even be said that they were treated well. At least being hypnotized by [Hypnotism] was much better than being tied up with a rope.

"Chaomeng." Tang Ge turned his head to look at Chaomeng. He found that he was becoming more and more dependent on Chaomeng, and he couldn't even imagine what his life would be like after leaving Chaomeng.

It just so happens that there is an expert in playing with super powers, so it's a pity not to use them. The torrent of memories yesterday made Tang Ge feel lingering fear now.

He knew that he couldn't handle such a huge project.

Chaomeng looked at Tang Ge.

"Is there a risk?"

"Not much."

"What about it?"

"My strength will be affected a little."

"[Racial value]?" Tang Ge asked sharply.

Chaomeng's racial value has always been what he is curious about. Although in the game it is because of the division of race value categories that Chaomeng returns to the category of 680 first-level gods, but in reality, that kind of thing will definitely not happen, so there must be some reason , so that Chaomeng's race value continues to decrease.

"Well." Chaomeng naturally knew what Tang Ge meant, and they had no secrets.

After all, in a way, they are one.

Like the relationship between Xia Bo and Chaomeng in the special comics, but it is changed to Tang Ge, and the connection is even closer, so close that the thinking of both sides can be shared.

"According to the information you have, my race value should indeed be 680," Chaomeng explained with a strange face, "but the extra part is in your blood genes."

"My blood genes?" Tang Ge frowned.

"My body is reorganized because of your blood and arms. To some extent, we are blood-related relatives."

"I know that part."

"But there is a problem that is not a problem." Chaomeng hesitated, "The blood and arm you gave me, the cell strength of the two is not at the same level, and the gene sequence has also changed, although there is no doubt that it is your cell, but."

Chaomeng didn't go on.

In fact, Tang Ge also felt that his body was in a state of evolution all the time, strengthening almost every moment, and even the [spiritual] attribute was increasing day by day without deliberate training.

His current state is like a car moving in a straight line with uniform acceleration on a zero-friction wooden board. The speed is so fast that even Chaomeng can't catch up.

And the length of this plank is still infinite.

This involves a matching problem.

If a person's mind and heart change, then the magnetic field he radiates will change; if a person's physical fitness changes, then his temperament and aura will also change.

Even if they are all the same person, there are differences after all, and supernatural abilities, such as supernatural abilities born out of mental power, are extremely sensitive to such small changes, so Chaomeng's fault tolerance range is unimaginably large. Tang Ge's growth rate can be called an exaggerated change.

"Because of this, the part of your genetic level in my body is quite unstable, and the part that I can completely control without changing is probably around 680."

"So now your question is a philosophical one. Was I yesterday not who I am today?"

"Then what should we do now?" Tang Ge clicked his eyes, looking very distressed.

"Go back to the Rockets, re-scan your genetic makeup, and re-adjust my underlying gene chain." Chaomeng gave a plan.

Tang Ge was silent for a while. He really didn't want to go back to the Rockets team. When Chaomeng was born last time, his data had already been collected by the Rockets team. Going back at this time is purely for himself. Secrets and hole cards will be checked clearly.

"Is there any danger?" Tang Ge took a deep breath and regained his cold face.

"Maybe after a long time." Chaomeng shook his head.

"How long?"

"Two years and 230 seven days."

Tang Ge felt an invisible pressure enveloped himself. In two years, he had too much to do.

There is a little more than a year left in the countdown to Bi Diao's death, and Chaomeng has such a hidden danger again.

He was almost out of breath from the heightened sense of urgency.

"Finally, one thing to confirm, if the race value is lowered, is there any possibility of recovery?"

"The odds are very small."

Tang Ge took an exaggerated deep breath, as if making up his mind.

"it is good."

"Chaomeng, let's start."

The luster of superpowers appeared on Chaomeng's body again, and a hypnotized man in a suit floated out of thin air, with his head held by Chaomeng.

soon.

Tang Ge received feedback from Chaomeng.

—a piece of information that has been refined.

It was a magnificent ancient castle, the weather-beaten outer walls were covered with light blue crystals, and the towering domes were painted with magnificent reliefs.

Two men in black uniforms half-kneeled in ancient etiquette.

Tang Ge had seen that kind of etiquette in the ancient books of the Academy of Elf Research. It was a knight's ceremony in ancient times, and those who performed the ceremony would offer eternal loyalty.

"Unexpectedly, Ouludran City still has this kind of inheritance." Tang Ge browsed the clips sent by Chaomeng, and murmured involuntarily.

The identities of the two suit agents are clear at a glance.

The hidden guard beside Queen Irene, the sworn knight in ancient times.

They were given orders to deal with the attackers, and to clean up the mess made by the Marquis of Gambet. Seeing that the queen was familiar with it, she should have done similar things before.

"Forcibly stabilize the political situation in Ouludran City? It seems that the queen's situation is worse than I imagined." Tang Ge smiled with satisfaction.

Negotiation has always been an information war, and the person who controls the opponent's cards will become the biggest winner in the negotiation field.

But now, Tang Ge almost killed the Queen's weakness.

There is no strong person who can help her stabilize the situation and make a final decision!
This is also the queen's intention of arranging the hidden guards to deal with the endgame. It can not only stabilize the situation on the bright side, resolve temptations from all directions, but also make a calm appearance, so that people can't figure out her trump card and cast a mouse.

"Such a clever woman."

(End of this chapter)