Fran was running on the streets of the inner city. Except for her clear destination, she looked no different from a normal stray cat.

The blood in her body had begun to stir. Although it could not transmit the message very accurately, it was enough for Fran to know that her master was calling her.

Following that feeling, Fran did not go to Lin Qingliu's clinic.

The controller in her body still has the positioning function, and it will be very troublesome to do this in her own base later.

After turning around many times, Fran arrived at a familiar place.

This was the Wager Chemical Factory where she had come several times to monitor Shi Jinshi. It was still daytime, and the huge factory building with three floors above ground and one floor underground was empty. It was indeed a good place to do bad things.

When she reached the roof, Fran saw Lin Qingliu holding a large bunch of dry yellow grass leaves.

"Master, what is the matter with calling me here?"

Seeing that it was Fran who came, Lin Qingliu smiled:

“You are finally advanced, otherwise I would not let you take risks outside Hope City.

"But now that we have succeeded, we can put our departure from the city on the agenda, and that thing should be returned to me."

Fulan quickly understood what Lin Qingliu was referring to.

It was that pendant, the one that had merged into his flesh and blood, the one he carried around the city.

The flesh and skin on her neck began to move little by little, and soon she spat out the thing.

Fran handed it to Lin Qingliu very politely, but she still had some doubts:

"Master, what is this thing used for?"

"This is a life-saving charm. It could have been used many times, but now..."

Thinking that the disappearance of the "Nian" team would inevitably bring a huge shock to the two districts inside and outside Hope City, Lin Qingliu smacked his lips silently:

"You can only use it once."

Without further explanation, he reached out to take the pendant and placed the module responsible for sensing commands against his forehead.

This is the only way to manipulate it without implanting it in the body.

As Lin Qingliu's thoughts came to mind, a thin protective shield appeared in the air in front of him.

The protective shield has a light purple color and looks like a soap bubble that will burst if poked, but that is not the case.

The lavender film gradually covered the withered yellow grass leaves, completely accommodating them inside.

Then the film began to shrink a little bit, gradually squeezing out the air between the grass leaves.

Fran watched this scene quietly, surprised that the pendant could actually trigger such power.

It’s just that... this protective shield looks somewhat familiar. Have I seen it somewhere before?

Hiss, where have I seen you before?

Fran quickly found the answer she wanted in her memory.

She had witnessed Luke using this ability to capture Shi Jin.

So how did this ability come to the owner?

It seems that the ability is solidified in that pendant?

It’s so horrible, so horrible, he is worthy of being the master.

While Fran was daydreaming, Lin Qingliu on the other side had completed the extraction.

By using precise manipulation of the protective shield, he successfully forced the will of the five pseudo-humans into a desperate situation and finally completed the cutting.

The part that is cut off only accounts for about one percent of the total, and the rest is very good material, which may be used for many things.

Lin Qingliu turned around and saw Fran, who was full of surprise. He asked a soul-searching question:

"Master, why can it only be used once?"

"It's simple, because even a pig should have realized that something is wrong by now."

“Ding ding ding.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the pendant in his hand made a rapid sound.

A few arcs flashed, and the green light indicating that everything was normal suddenly turned red, and then the entire pendant was completely damaged.

Fran looked at this scene in surprise and was speechless.

Lin Qingliu crushed the remains of the pendant in his hands, stepped forward and picked up the cat and the already cut dry grass, and quickly left while explaining:

“Thank you Mr. Luke for contributing the experimental materials this time.

"Just now, our verification process was completely closed, confirming a fact, that is, there has never been any holy shield, or that whoever the congressmen want to be the holy shield can be the holy shield.

"Maybe that's what his father was trying to tell me...

"Just wait and see. It won't be long before a new 'Holy Shield' appears. Ha, how ridiculous."

Fran nestled quietly in Lin Qingliu's arms without any reaction.

She could clearly feel that her master was not very happy. Fran, who could understand what was going on but did not have all the human emotions, did not know what to say for a moment.

The man and the cat quickly left the dilapidated and deserted chemical plant.

As long as Lin Qingliu wants to leave, no one can stop him.

Two minutes later, several figures fell from the sky. They stood on the roof of the chemical plant and searched around, and finally found the locator that had been crushed to pieces.

“Found it.”

"Have you sensed the surroundings?"

"I've checked it, and there are no suspicious animals."

"Well, this is something we have gained. Let's pack up. We are not the congressman's butt-wiping paper."

Several people who were obviously dressed as super powers searched the surroundings again, and then with the help of one person, they floated up and left the ruins.

Inside the central spire, Nia sat down on a chair somewhat dejectedly.

Needless to say, the plan failed.

Even if the plan had not failed, it would have failed when she pressed the red button that required three confirmations before it could be finally executed.

Ever since the signal was first interfered with that night, it has been difficult to accurately locate Luke, or the locator.

Nia has been particularly concerned about this these days and searches for signals from time to time, but always finds nothing.

An idea became increasingly clear in her mind.

Although I am reluctant to admit it and reluctant to believe it, this guy Luke might have been killed by something in the dark.

What a pity.

Nia covered her face with her hands. Luke should have been like her, using the flames of hatred as motivation to move forward and burning himself until the last moment of his life.

Even if the component group causes him a little harm, he can still live for at least another 30 years.

But now, less than three months have passed, and only less than a dozen cases have been solved, most of which can be completed by others.

Rather than losing a confidant, Nia now hated her own blindness even more.

She was so ambitious a few months ago, but now, having suffered failure, she can only hand over the authority of "Holy Shield" and will not be able to touch it again for a period of time.

After sighing for a while, she thought of another promising candidate.

I hope that girl named Shi Jin won't let me down.