God obsession system

On the northern and southern battlefields of Jiangcheng, as the seven armies arrived one after another, the battle situation fell into a stalemate again.

The pollution monster at the front was soon completely destroyed by the heavy firepower that was several times denser than before, and was completely destroyed in the extremely far artillery coverage area.

Batches of fusion monsters that crossed the bombing zone were all strangled by the special response forces.

The 73rd and 85th Group Armies, which came here the first time, withdrew to the rear for a rest due to serious attrition.

In the field hospital, under the guidance of nurses, the commander of the 73rd Army walked through one bed after another, opened the door and walked into a ward in the deepest part of the hospital.

There was only one bed in the small ward, and a frail man lay on it.

The man's lower body disappeared from the crotch down, and the abdomen was wrapped with a thick bandage, with blood continuously oozing out of it.

His right arm was already shattered as if it had been run over by some kind of huge force, his resolute face was bloodless, and even his pupils began to slowly expand.

Seeing the army commander walk into the ward, the man's pupils that were about to expand suddenly shrank back, and there was an anxious look in his eyes.

The only movable left arm was slightly raised, and his lips trembled slightly, as if to say something.

The army commander rushed forward, held the man's left hand, and put his ear to his mouth, only to hear a faint voice.

"Army, military flag..."

He took out the flag of the Special Reaction Force of the 73rd Group Army that had been carefully folded from his arms, and the commander put it in the man's hand with trembling hands.

Looking at the military flag in his hand, the man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Protecting his chest with the only remaining general flag in his left hand, with a relieved smile on his face, he slowly closed his eyes and remained silent.

Since then, the 73 superhuman squads of the special response force of the 12rd Army, except for the members who were sent to the east to cover the retreat of the people, all the other superhumans who participated in the battle were all killed!

But as long as the military flag is still there, the 73 Special Response Force will be there.

One day, it will fly again at the forefront of the battle, witnessing generations of heroic successors!

. . .

On the eastern outskirts of Jiangcheng, at unknown time, a huge temporary camp sprang up.

As soon as the 73rd and 85th armies attracted the monsters to the north and south fronts, the two infantry brigades had already quietly arrived on the east and west sides of Jiangcheng, and quickly evacuated the people from the outermost periphery.

There are still sporadic pollution monsters in the city that are not attracted by the sound of the guns, slowly wandering on the streets.

Everything encountered was quickly dealt with by the extraordinary people accompanying the army.

After a night of hard work, a large number of surviving people were rescued and all were placed outside the polluted area.

The peripheral evacuation work is gradually coming to an end.

The military arranged the rescued people in different areas according to the standards of severe, mild and asymptomatic.

Transcendents mobilized from all over the country arrived one after another, and based on the severity of the infection, priority was given to carrying out pollution cleanup work on those with severe symptoms.

On the edge of the camp, disaster relief tents were set up one after another to cope with the increasing number of survivors.

The only good thing is that all the survivors belong to the group with strong immunity, and only a very small part of them are infected by the virus carrying the pollution source.

At noon, the Transcendent University team that Gu Yuncheng was in finally arrived at the eastern camp of Jiangcheng.

It took a lot of effort to gather the teachers who were divided into dozens of teams and scattered across the country to support them.

Since Jiangcheng is the capital of the province, the main airports are all concentrated here. At this time, the pollution broke out and it was completely unusable.

Everyone had to take the opportunity to rush to the nearest military airport, and then took the bus to the east line.

As soon as he got off the bus, Gu Yuncheng saw an extremely burly monk in a red cassock and khaki monk clothes standing at the gate of the camp with his back to them.

As a rough estimate, the monk's shoulders are about as wide as two of his own.

If he hadn't confirmed that Teacher Kong Hui in the school was standing behind him, Gu Yuncheng would definitely have mistaken him.

Two soldiers stood on the sentry post, one on the left and one on the right, and one of them was holding a very handsome German shepherd dog, and this military dog ​​actually had the strength of the second level of the yellow rank.

Gu Yuncheng heard before that Huaxia officials have recently bred a batch of spirit dogs, which have the strength similar to the 1-2 level of the superhuman yellow class, with higher IQ and obedience, and can perform many complex tasks.

The keen sense of smell enhanced by extraordinary power can even detect the pollutants lurking in the human body. It is an important dog that will be put into major transportation hubs to prevent the spread of pollution.

However, after the military dog ​​in front of him saw the great monk, his aura instantly weakened.

The dog's face unexpectedly showed a humanized expression of lovelessness.

I saw the great monk put his hands together and bowed his head, speaking in a very kind tone.

"Hello, Doubao, the poor monk is here again.

Yesterday we talked about Chapter 2 of "Heart Sutra", and today we will continue. . . "

The military dog ​​became even more unrequited, looking eagerly at the sentinel who was leading him, as if saying something.

"Save me save me save me..."

The sentinel did not look sideways, as if the great monk in front of him did not exist at all, with the meaning of "dead friends will not die poor people".

The military dog ​​named Doubao looked at the monk's burly figure and confirmed that he was someone he couldn't beat.

My heart broke down even more.

Damn it, is there really someone who will go up and say a few words when seeing a dog?

Weak, pathetic, and annoying. . .

Let's talk about Gu Yuncheng's side.

Hearing this familiar nagging voice, the boy had a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, the great monk heard someone approaching behind him, and turned around, with a handsome face against his shiny head.

It is the empty Zen monk.

"Fuck!"

Gu Yuncheng completely lost the ability to manage expressions, and stared at the monk in front of him dumbfounded.

Behind him, except for monk Kong Hui, the others who had seen Kong Zen were not much better.

"Brother Kong Chan, is that you?"

Gu Yuncheng walked up to the monk and asked cautiously.

"Amitabha, Gu benefactor, is the poor monk."

Monk Kongchan recited the Buddha's name, smiled and nodded.

"I haven't seen you in a few months, how did you become so..."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Gu Yuncheng was even more confused, racking his brains to organize his words.

"So burly?"

Gu Yuncheng vaguely remembered that a few months ago, when Monk Kongchan took off his clothes in the Chibi Secret Realm, although his muscles were relatively developed, his figure was very well-proportioned and full of explosive power.

Coupled with a warm and handsome face full of sunshine, it is simply a template for a super handsome guy.

Among all the handsome guys he has ever seen, only Xiaobai's father, the head of the Northwest Region of the Special Investigation Bureau, and the commander-in-chief Bi Baiyu can match him.

It's only been a few months, but the current monk Kongchan is as strong as a brown bear, his arms are almost as thick as his thighs.

But his face didn't change at all, and he was still extremely handsome.

This reminded him of Nezha in a certain Chinese manga.

Kong Chan was not angry when he heard the words, but smiled lightly.

"Benefactor Gu doesn't know that the poor monk and Junior Brother Konghui are both from the Consciousness-only sect of Buddhism.

Weishi School was created by Patriarch Xuanzang after he returned to China from Tianzhu. From the beginning of its establishment, the patriarch created a method called "King Kong Conquering Demons", and listed it as a compulsory method for all disciples to get started. . "

Kong Chan paused for a moment, seemingly helpless.

"This technique is extremely miraculous, in terms of grade, it can be included in the ranks of heaven, and it can be practiced by disciples at the beginning of their entry.

It's just that as the strength grows, this exercise can greatly increase the practitioner's physical strength and tenacity.

On the contrary, after the practitioner's muscle mass reaches a certain critical point, it will also increase substantially.

Only after breaking through the ground-level cultivation base, the body becomes a small world of its own, and the muscles of the whole body can be controlled at will, so that it can slowly lose weight.

But thanks to this exercise, the monks of my Consciousness Sect are among the best in the entire Buddhist sect when it comes to close combat ability. "

There is another sentence that Kong Chan didn't say, because their sect's fighting power is too unreasonable, and they don't take them to play every time there is an exchange competition within the Buddhist sect. . .

Beside Gu Yuncheng, the equally burly monk Konghui came over and said.

"Brother Kong Chan is a rare genius in our sect in a hundred years, and he couldn't control his muscle swelling until he broke through to the fifth level of the Xuan level.

In contrast, the poor monk is much worse, and he has already become like this when he was in the yellow class. "

"Junior brother has won the award, I am ashamed."

"Senior brother is humble."

Just when the two monks were humbled by each other, Gu Yuncheng's thoughts had already drifted far away.

Weishizong is founded in the story-telling novel "Journey to the West" by Master Xuanzang, the original form of Tang Sanzang, who returned to China after learning Buddhist scriptures from Tianzhu.

In the Tang Dynasty, it was once one of the most powerful sects of Buddhism in China, but it gradually declined for unknown reasons.

Thinking of this, the boy suddenly had an idea.

Buddhist exercises generally focus on "enlightenment" and "Zen", focusing on improving one's spiritual realm and understanding of Buddhism.

A method like "King Kong Conquering Demons", which purely enhances combat power, is extremely rare in Buddhism.

So, what is the original intention of Master Xuanzang to create this exercise?

Could it be that he was offended by Brother Monkey on the westbound road?