Chapter 223 The Arrival of Two Uninvited Guests
Every time Blue Owl lowers its head to play with its mobile phone, it subconsciously keeps a safe distance from the screen to prevent the bird's beak on the helmet from piercing the film on the screen.

He had punctured the screens of two spare mobile phones in this way before. When he took the phones to be repaired, the boss looked at him strangely, wondering how he did this?
The first time he even pretended to say, "I accidentally dropped my phone on the ground."

The second time he simply changed into the Blue Owl costume, put his hands on his hips and said, "Bro, this is what we superheroes do."

But after upgrading his combat uniform, he no longer had this worry. He thought it was really touching that he didn't have to keep a certain distance from his phone, and silently browsed the official APP of the Super Hero Association.

Following the instructions on the official APP, raise your right hand and press the 10th floor on the elevator operating panel.

After a moment, accompanied by a buzzing sound, the elevator door slowly opened.

Blue Owl had already redeemed the items in advance with points on the APP, so he showed his ID card to the staff at the front desk and took away a low-level gene enhancer.

Then he moved away from the Chaoying Building.

He took several deserted bends along the way and his destination was an alley near Liluo Bridge. Cai Bing lived nearby and the two agreed to meet under the bridge.

On the way, he saw a familiar superhero doing charity work in an orphanage.

That hero is Octopus Man.

The octopus man lowered his head and pressed against the face of a visually impaired little girl, helping her read a fairy tale picture book.

Blue Owl stood in the distance, leaning against the wall of the alley, and watched silently for a while with his arms crossed. He thought that this guy was not a bad guy, but the two of them had different ideas, so it was inevitable that they would clash.

He was very curious about what the Octopus Man had experienced that made him so persistent in the saying that "heroes should not be actors" that he was willing to clash with him in front of the media.

Of course, it may also be simply to get some traffic and make their life easier.

However, as he said, this society is indeed distorted. It seems that celebrity idols have faded out of people's sight with the changing times, but in fact it is because the economic effects they have played have been replaced by superheroes.

Even superheroes can do better, be more eye-catching, and be more legitimate, and are not easily criticized like celebrities. Therefore, capitalists have set their sights on superheroes' ability to make money. Under the influence of wave after wave of huge investments, the rules and regulations of the Superhero Association are also forced to "keep pace with the times."

In the end, the results of many years of accumulation directly changed the face of the Super Hero Association.

Part of the contract with the Super Hero Association requires superheroes to have a fixed amount of live broadcast time each week, participate in charity events, and even variety shows.

With this development, heroes who can bring higher profits and attention to the association will naturally enjoy higher salaries. Many heroes have the opposite effect. They constantly work hard on their own image for the attention of others, but instead downplay their own responsibilities, resulting in the new heroes of the Super Hero Association becoming increasingly lame, and relying entirely on the middle-aged and older generations to support them.

However, the vast majority of the older generation of heroes have no objection to this, because most of the older heroes think that these newcomers are not trustworthy and are too impetuous.

It would be better to let the company send them packages to make money instead of affecting your work.

But there are also some people who believe that if things continue like this, the Superhero Association will destroy itself sooner or later.

However, no matter how much others argue about the association system, Blue Owl doesn't care at all, let alone empathize with the Octopus Man.

Because in a year he's going to fucking exterminate the superhuman race: there will only be ordinary people left in the world, no super criminals, and naturally there will be no need for superheroes, so all these troubles will disappear.

Soon, the blue owl came to a bridge arch under the Liluo Bridge.

"You're here?" said Cai Bing, who was sitting on a wooden chair.

"Help me deal with the helmet of the new combat suit and see if there is anything wrong with the map positioning function on the lens. I'm worried that the top leaders of the Super Hero Association have installed a locator in the helmet. If there is a problem, it doesn't matter if you just remove that function."

As Ke Mingye spoke, he took off his Blue Owl helmet and handed it to Cai Bing.

"It can be done in ten minutes." Cai Bing said, taking out a toolbox from under the wooden chair.

Hearing this, Ke Mingye sat down on a wooden chair and entered his hero code into the metal code box. The code box then opened, revealing a syringe filled with dark blue liquid.

The moment his eyes touched the needle, a panel popped up in front of him.

[Item judgment: A low-level gene enhancer made by the Superhero Association's technicians using rare resources. After using the enhancer, the player's "physical quality" attribute and "nerve reaction" attribute will be slightly improved.]

[Note: The human body will develop immunity to enhancers, so after the first use of each level of gene enhancer, the enhancement effect will gradually weaken with the increase in the number of injections, as follows.]

[Low-level gene enhancers can be effective up to 4 times (number of injections), medium-level gene enhancers can be effective up to 3 times (number of injections), and high-level gene enhancers can be effective up to 2 times. ]

"That's okay."

With the system's identification, Ke Mingye felt relieved and without much hesitation, he directly pressed the button of the syringe, and a cold needle tip popped out from the front.

He had read about the injection method of low-level gene enhancers on a superhero forum beforehand, so he took off his combat uniform and injected the liquid into his right wrist.

The needle pierced the skin, but no blood was seen oozing out. Ke Mingye injected the liquid in the needle into the body in one breath. The final experience was similar to adding points, as if there was a heat burning in the body, so I won't go into details.

Ke Mingye felt sleepy, and his head started to heat up as if he had a fever. He leaned his head back against the back of the chair and listened to the dripping sound of water from the bridge onto the lake.

After a while, he opened his eyes from the back of the chair.

[Your "Physical Fitness" attribute has changed: 87 points → 91 points (↑4 points)]

[Your "Nervous Reaction" attribute changes: 51 points → 55 points (↑4 points)]

“The effect is quite significant…”

Looking at the words on the panel, Ke Mingye held his aching forehead and rested for a moment, then stood up from the wooden chair and put on his combat uniform again.

He tested the arm blades of his new combat suit in the bridge tunnel. With a sound of "clang", the ring blades with a cold glow popped out from the edges of the arms of the combat suit. They looked as majestic as Wolverine's claws, but it was hard to say whether they were that hard. It was very likely that they would fail in actual combat.

Ke Mingye swung his arms and waved the arm blade for a moment, then he understood how to control it.

Just bend your arms greatly to adjust the width and length of the arm blade. Finally, just press a button on the combat suit and the arm blade will immediately shrink until it is invisible.

He was bored, so he jumped around in the bridge tunnel in his combat uniform for a while. He could feel that the uniform was obviously much lighter.

It should be that the association's designers used lighter fiber materials during the production process, so the blue owl's movements became visibly faster.

I no longer feel as restrained as before, as if I was doing weight training while carrying a pile of scrap metal.

From various aspects, it seems that the association was very attentive when helping him upgrade his uniform.

"Do you have ADHD?" Cai Bing asked casually while taking off his helmet.

"Isn't it boring to wait for you?" Ke Mingye said, yawned, and sat back on the wooden chair, "By the way, I'll try out the improvements to this uniform that the association made for me."

"how do you feel?"

"He still has a conscience."

"To be honest, if you weren't considering your image as a rookie hero, you wouldn't need the Super Hero Association. You could find a black market to make you a uniform of similar quality. Don't think too highly of the people in the association. Helping you design a uniform is just to make more money for them."

"What can I do? I'm living under someone else's roof."

"That's right." Cai Bing said, then changed the subject, "It's done. I took out the locator from inside." She put down the tools at hand, "The Super Hero Association should want to use this new uniform to find out your origins. After all, you have Che Zhengchen protecting you, so it's not easy for them to go after you directly. But they probably didn't expect that you would ask someone to take the locator out of the helmet as soon as you got it, and now they must be very angry."

After saying that, she picked up an iron pliers and took a small metal object out of the helmet. She threw it into the lake and it sank to the bottom of the lake amidst the tiny ripples.

Then she reassembled the blue owl helmet, put it back on the wooden chair, picked up an instrument that was shaped like a "metal detector", and turned to look at Ke Mingye.

"Take it off." Cai Bing said.

Ke Mingye was stunned: "Men and women shouldn't touch each other. Even if you treat me as a buddy, you can't be so casual."

"Just take it off and it's over. Can you stop talking so much?"

"alright."

Ke Mingye sighed, and quickly stripped down to a pair of boxer briefs. He placed the uniform on a wooden chair and let the hacker girl do whatever she wanted. Then, Cai Bing took the instrument and scanned his uniform carefully, then said calmly, "There should be no other locators, you can rest assured."

"Okay."

"By the way, the map positioning function of the helmet is no longer usable." Cai Bing said, "But you don't need it. If you really need to locate someone, I can help you, without the need for an association."

"Too."

As he spoke, Ke Mingye pressed the button on his helmet experimentally, and a blurry electronic map popped up on the surface of the lens. It showed black and white snowflake-like dots like those on a malfunctioning TV, and no landmarks or words could be seen clearly. It seemed that what Cai Bing said was true.

"I'm leaving...call me if you need anything." Cai Bing said slowly and put on the human face mask in his pocket.

"Sorry to trouble you this time, hacker girl."

"You're welcome, you're welcome. This is what our customer service girl does."

Cai Bing lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, talking casually, waved without looking back, and then left Liluo Bridge as Ke Mingye watched.

A moment later, in a bar in Huanjing City.

Ke Mingye manipulated the deception puppet to come here, disguised as a plainly dressed and handsome teenager, walked in, and sat down at the bar.

Soon he saw a blond man wearing sunglasses and wearing a bartender's uniform walking towards him. Behind the man in sunglasses was a handsome young man wearing the same clothes and earrings. His eyes and eyebrows were as clear as a spring, and his temperament was so pure that he didn't seem like someone who should be in a bar.

"You found a job so quickly?"

Ke Mingye took the lemonade handed over by the number one gigolo, looked up and said to him and Orange Peel.

At this moment, the number one gigolo was wearing the translation badge given by Fanquan, so he could understand any language in the world, and it was natural for him to understand the Chinese spoken by Ke Mingye.

He said: "The boss of our Tengu Front knows the owner of this bar, so he asked the bar owner to arrange a job for us so that we can stay out of the spotlight here for the time being."

"Does it have to be a bar? It's more in line with your habits as gigolos, right?"

Ke Mingye took a sip of lemonade and complained unhappily.

Orange Peel smiled, "I can't help it. Being a homeless person is too conspicuous. It's easy for me to meet up with some people from the organization in the bar. There are all kinds of people here, so I can do some small things without being noticed."

"By the way, doesn't China have an anti-super-human organization? I've always wanted to ask this." Ke Mingye continued to ask.

The top gigolo replied: "There are some in other cities, but not around Beijing."

"why?"

Orange Peel shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly, "Uh... because someone who likes to dress up as a crow cleared out the anti-superhuman organization here."

"Oh, so that's the case. That's not surprising."

Ke Mingye sighed, thinking that the Horrible Crow Man was really notorious for all the evil he had done. "By the way, I have an appointment with another player, and he said he wants to get to know you guys. Are you free?"

The top gigolo said, "Of course I have time. What else can I do here? I'm just taking a vacation."

"That's good."

"So which player is it, the female hacker?" Orange Peel raised his eyebrows slightly and asked curiously while wiping the glass. He had not seen this powerful hacker since he came here. It would be nice to meet her at this time.

"No, it's another one." Ke Mingye shook his head, buried his eyes under the glass, and said quietly, "The leader of our Beijing-based players, the only true god."

"Paranoia?" Orange Peel asked tentatively.

"Hehe, who is discussing the handsomeness of Mr. Paranoid behind his back again?"

The young man with a high ponytail walked over while speaking and sat down next to Ke Mingye, with a thought-provoking smile on his face.

"You are just paranoid?"

“Are you the orange peel?”

"Yes, I have heard them say a lot about you."

"This is a novel written by a paranoid man. It's autobiographical. If you want to understand a paranoid man, this is the best choice."

Paranoid snorted coldly, spoke slowly, and took out a notebook used by elementary school students to write essays from his pocket.

Orange Peel took the notebook with the auxiliary lines drawn on it and looked closely at the name on the cover: "Rebirth of the Paranoid Evil Young Master in the City".

He was silent for a while, put the composition book on the counter, and gave Paranoia a signature gigolo smile: "I understand, I will read it when I have time."

The number one gigolo looked at Paranoia with the eyes of a retard, and Paranoia gave him a sly smile in response.

Ke Mingye was silent for a moment, then pointed at the paranoid: "I've always wanted to ask, do you think he's suitable to be a gigolo?"

Hearing this, the number one gigolo looked at Paranoia, and the evil smile on Paranoia's face deepened.

“Maybe someone will buy into this…”

The number one gigolo picked up a cigarette and said implicitly.

"I see……"

Ke Mingye sighed deeply, thinking that the idea of ​​transferring Paranoia to Japan was probably a failure.

At this moment, the spare phone in his coat suddenly vibrated. He took the phone out of his pocket and looked down, only to see a QQ notification.

[Not Ashes: Where are you? The master asked us to come to the elementary school. ]

【Little Red Riding Hood: Master Chef?】

[It's not Huijin: It's Teacher Xiziyue, your memory is really bad. ]

【Little Red Riding Hood: What did she ask us to do? 】

[Not Ashes: It's not the agreed time yet, but two magical girls came to our side ahead of time. ]

[Little Red Riding Hood: Who? Could it be Lingzhong Tongzi? ]

[Not Ashes: Why are you asking so many questions? You will know once you come here. ]

[Not Ashes: Don't be late. I want to see you within half an hour.]

Looking at this message, Ke Mingye shook his head, sighed in his heart that he was really busy, and then stood up from the bar.

"I have to go. Something's up."

"It's okay, Spider-Man, you can go first. Master Paranoid will take care of this."

As he spoke, Pianqi put his hands together and placed them under his chin, staring at Orange Peel and the No. 1 Cowherd with a mysterious and deep gaze, and said in a low voice: "Let me see if these two newcomers are qualified to stay in Huanjing and fight side by side with us..."

"Then I'll leave it to you. Test them well."

As he said this, Ke Mingye let out a long sigh, patted the paranoid shoulders twice, then put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the dimly lit bar.

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