After Becoming a Little Sister

"..."

The white-headed Taixuan of the divine blood version looked at this man quietly - he was about to retreat strategically again.

Why is this man like this?How can it be like this?How come your vision is so accurate?

Aren't the sidewalks still spacious now?Don't you still have the cards to flip the table in your hand?Didn't you plan to have a big fight last round?

So she shook her head: "Forget it, you...you'd better die."

After finishing speaking, she reached out to the side, and the sword-holding version of Baishou Taixuan handed her the dark purple epee in his hand.

After completing the handover of the orange outfit, the white-headed Taixuan of the sacred blood version walked out slowly: "Let's play a game, if you—or you, beat me, then you can leave, and I can even give you the divine blood samples and the technology of controlled nuclear fusion superconducting materials, and if you lose..."

She smiled, showing her small white teeth——

"Then please give me everything including your life..."

"..."

……

……

A stream of light came down from above the lead cloud, and the tail flame whistled.

It was a drone that was extremely wide, and it was completely different from the drone with a big palm and head in the imagination of ordinary people. It looked like a shrunken version of a strategic bomber, showing a streamlined boomerang shape.

What's even more paradoxical is that there is actually a person half-kneeling on it.

The other party grabbed the special handle on the back of the drone and fell from the cloudy clouds nearly a thousand meters high. She didn't let go of the handle until the drone was close to the sea surface and approached the waterline of the Poseidon. Leap onto the deck.

The drone spun lightly, returned along the way it came from, and rushed into the clouds again.

All this happened at the stern, behind the hull and the rain screen, not very conspicuous.

The man lifted his cloak, shook off a handful of rainwater, and shook out his hair that was curled back.

A touch of beautiful silver spread out...

"Why does it still smell like a vampire?" She sniffed, then rubbed the tip of her nose in disgust: "These guys, blood stinks—"

It's a pity that she didn't get on the boat this time to seek revenge from the vampires. The hatred of the ancestral grave being dug up doesn't just end with killing three or two vampire minions. Her goal is the so-called ancestor of vampires, who is also the legendary Degu La--or Cain or something, but anyone is fine, that's all.

When she dealt with vampires, she wanted to find the location of the other party's ancestors, get back the remains of her relatives and friends, and by the way, raise the vampire's ancestral graves.

The ashes are scattered in the fucking Wright Gulf!

But that was for the future. She came all the way by air, mainly to defuse the bomb.

"There are still people who can get dirty bombs. These guys from the dark world are getting more and more biased. No matter how you look at them, they look like terrorists..."

Sister Fairy can parachute to any place in the world, the root of which is that she can fly in the air - cross out - can be deployed in this way similar to orbital landing, how many facilities can guard against the fairy falling from the sky 24 hours a day Where is my sister?

Other protagonists sneak in, either driving or disguising, either stealing identities or creating chaos.

And when she sneaked in, the air transport platform reached an altitude of nearly 3 meters, and then she was dropped without an umbrella, and the high-load drone was dropped directly. Thanks to the maneuverability of the drone, she did not exist. The dilemma of the parachute being targeted.

Des Moines didn't know that he had been sold and that it was himself.

Aliya's hole card for him flipping the table is still on the red mercury bomb, but it is not bad to replace it with a dirty bomb. The original idea of ​​​​the Republic is to let a master come and snatch the red mercury bomb, and then use the drone to transport it to the The sea is fried casually.

Now the goal has been changed to get a bomb disposal expert to come over and see how to dismantle a dirty bomb-this kind of thing is not dare to blow up casually, even if it can't blow up people, it's not good to pollute the flowers and plants.

As a result, the command layer sifted through the information, and finally re-fixed the appointed personnel on a woman who was at the top of the list.

Well, the master and the bomb disposal expert are actually the same person, and the other party is also labeled as an expert in electronic information and communication, a weapon expert, and even a nuclear physicist.

Is there anything else she can't do?

Sister Shenxian didn't know that there were already eight of her on board, so she wandered straight down to the cabin and raised her wrist to look at the information retrieval.

"Cargo Hold Three... Number Four—what's this?"

She looked suspiciously at the roots on the ground. Some kind of plant roots that looked like aerial roots spread out from the bulkhead of the cabin, opened the metal plate, and grew unscrupulously in the corridor.

Is this reasonable?

This is of course unreasonable-the Poseidon is a modern cruise ship, and it is a new ship-no, even an old ship has no reason to grow grass and roots on the ship, especially the roots are still moving at a slow speed that she can see with the naked eye. Continue to grow outward.

Perhaps for ordinary people, this growth rate is not noticeable, but for her, she can clearly perceive the slow but firm climbing movement of the other party, and the tentacles-like aerial roots are constantly exploring outwards. Every minute and every second may only be a millimeter-level extension, but when accumulated, it only takes a few hours to spread to the scale you can see in front of you.

"..."

She frowned, sensing some kind of potential malice from these weird plants.

It wasn't that the plants themselves could pose any threat to her, and there was no scene of tentacles that suddenly rolled up in the plot of the book, making her hang in mid-air with her hands up and down. It was just an intuition of "this thing can hurt me". perception.

Unbelievable - for sister Shenxian, she hasn't felt this way for many years.

There are not many things that can hurt her. The weapons of mass destruction made by humans are naturally possible, but those things are cold and lifeless, and they are more of a rational level of cognition. How big is the explosion range of this thing, if I fall into it What a tragedy...

It is unrealistic to expect people to feel a deep-seated threat to an iron shell.

But these aerial roots are different, the more the fairy sister looks at them, the clearer the intuitive feedback she gets.

Confrontation perception derived from biological instinct——

She put away the explorer, and put a communicator on her ear: "This is the code name Baishou Taixuan. I found something strange and requested data analysis support."

[Please tell me, this is Nuwa, data analysis support is now online. 】

"Can biological sample testing be done?"

[Large-scale screening and control can be done, but detailed laboratory analysis cannot be supported from a long distance. 】

"Let's look it up for me first—for example, what kind of plant is this thing...or a biological variant."

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On the viewing deck, Poseidon Boji and the blood version of the white-headed Taixuan are fighting.

It's strange to say that it's obviously a battle in the dark world where everyone boards a boat to fight to find a target, and then kidnaps and jumps off the boat.

As a result, it developed into the current dog bites the dog, and has no choice but to fight head-on, and even has to be forced to fight.

if not?Otherwise it's dead...

The people of the Republic occupy all the firepower positions and the commanding heights. Those bastards in the Takatahara Leibu are determined to be lackeys, and they are searching the whole ship for other fish that slipped through the net. They didn’t see the three elite sniper rifles set up. Can't hide it?

Des Moines is probably the calmest of all, at least he still looks like an old dog, just standing aside and watching the fight.

Sea God Bo Ji, who was singled out against the divine blood version of Baishou Taixuan, turned over and stepped back, looking at the sword marks on her calf: "...you are not Baishou Taixuan."

The white-headed Taixuan of the divine blood version hung down the epee in his hand, and looked at her leisurely: "Why do you say that?"

"I have fought against her before, and I keep her battle data." Poseidon Boji lightly touched the deck with his heels: "It's different from yours."

"What would happen if it was her?"

"You will cut my metal prosthesis with one sword, and you won't make a second sword, but you are just-playing me."

Poseidon Poseidon's expression didn't show much resentment, it's better to say it's just pure doubt. The executive officers of the Real Gate's group of body transformation all have this style of painting, data, data, or data - the most powerful in the ancient martial arts of Millican. What is strong is the western cowboy's gun drawing skills. It is delusional to expect them to have some unwritten experience in individual biological evolution.

This method of confrontation relying on data analysis is very useful when facing most normal opponents. After all, the biological evolution stage of the human body is slow, and it can even be said to be regressive. After all, the aging of the human body is not due to human transfer of subjective will.

Even if there is a great horror between life and death, when the adrenaline soars, the physical fitness and reaction level can reach the peak, but most of the time, human beings cannot perform supernormally, and often fall into the opponent's special dismantling of their peak data. Among them, facing some dark world executives who are used to one trick and eating it all over the world, they are like whack-a-mole.

This method is only inapplicable to a small number of extreme players. Human extremes such as Baishou Taixuan are one of them, and there are heterogeneous species with incomplete data, but even so, personality models and the like can still be used for analysis. Means, famous masters have their own usual style of doing things, and they will not change easily.

For example, Blue Star's own mother monster is a model of melon skin who remembers to eat but not to fight, just like a silly roe deer.

In the sea god Boji's database, there are several times of battle records of Baishou Taixuan. There are other executives who confronted her, and some who faced each other by herself. , The psychological model construction and analysis conducted by a dedicated expert team, but now after matching, the comparison matching rate is less than 32%.

Except for the powerful strength, terrifying speed and reaction, the other party only has a face that is exactly the same as that of Baishou Taixuan.

The blood version of the white head Taixuan stopped his movements, thought for a moment, raised his hand and wiped it on his face—just like changing his face, without any trace of a silicone mask, that face became a painting of a girl wind.

"Since you've been discovered, let's make it one of the rules of the game——will you continue to fight with me, or do you want to change someone?"

"...The White Head Taixuan is among them?"

"Who knows, it's like a claw machine that grabs a gashapon. If you don't grab it, you'll never know whether it's an S reward or a fashion trash."

"Then please change to another one." Poseidon Poseidon is very calm, calm like a living person: "Although I am forced to fight, I still want to improve my database, and—"

She looked at the remaining seven white-headed Tai Xuans: "I'm curious that these are the peak human existences that I have never seen before..."

The seven white-headed Taixuans have different expressions, some are just smiling, some are indifferent, some are bored, and some are even playing with their mobile phones.

Um?Why are you still playing with your phone?

The divine-blooded girl looked over, and said 'hey--' angrily: "You should pay more attention! Let's play again--the head teacher is here!"

Baishou Taixuan, who was playing with the mobile phone, jumped up subconsciously, and put the mobile phone into his cuff, the movements were natural and smooth.

God knows how many times she has rehearsed...

Then she reflected, and looked at the blood girl speechlessly: "You scared me!"

The talent engraved in DNA is not so easy to be erased with the passage of time, who hasn't experienced what happened in school days.

Poseidon Boji looked over, and the white-headed Taixuan who was playing with his mobile phone quickly shook his head: "Don't look at me, I won't fight you, and I can't beat you!"

As she spoke, she took off her wig, and even lifted off the silicone mask, revealing her bulingbuling blonde hair.

That blond hair may not be as soft and deep as the fairy sister's silver hair, but it also has its own special effects. When it shakes, it seems that the whole area is lit up with a small piece of golden light.

Jinlihou - or Jinchasiu is not bad.

Poseidon Boji nodded, without feeling being teased, she just looked away sideways and looked at the next one.

The opponent is now playing at home, or is playing with the advantage. He is the referee and the player at the same time, and he only has the role of being played.

The second one is an empty-handed white-headed Taixuan. Sea God Bo Ji compared the clothes on the opponent's body. If the description is correct, then this is one of the three earliest versions of the white-headed Taixuan that appeared on the top floor. In one face-to-face time, he severely injured a vampire count, and beat the other party to the point where he was powerless to fight back.

and so--

The empty-handed white-headed Taixuan looked around, then pointed to his own face: "I, me?"

Those eyes, which were clearly weak, were trying to force up the domineering aura of Baishou Taixuan, which was indeed a bit subtle and alienated.

Poseidon Boji raised her eyebrows: "You don't either?"

The blood girl waved her hand cheerfully: "The previous goal has been achieved, you can do whatever you want—how about you fight her! The protagonist has to leapfrog the challenge, and the experience value is super high if you win! And I can tell What is your Bo Ji's unique move, you just need to be on guard."

"Don't-"