No matter which evolutionary organization it is, the fourth-level evolvers are not just random people who can be forgotten after their death.

Even in the gray organizations with influence all over the world, level 4 evolvers are already middle-level. After all, most evolvers cannot even reach level 3 in their entire lives, and do not even have a pronucleus. This is related to the evolver's own qualifications and talents and the resources they possess. Without secret weapons, upgrading by stupidly using supernatural powers is as slow as a turtle.

In the Black Domain, a truth acknowledged by all evolvers is that only level three evolvers are true evolvers.

Without prokaryotic evolvers, many ruthless evolvers are too lazy to kill them, wasting their efforts. The ability of the two-tailed scorpion is very practical, and it is the core seed that the Gray Organization values ​​more. Unexpectedly, it died inexplicably in China. In order to give face to the tyrant, the Gray Organization chose to issue a task to find the person who killed the two-tailed scorpion 24 hours after the awakener.

The Gray Organization develops in two lines. Black Hand and the Black Hand Group can only be said to be partners of the Gray Organization. The two are not one family. Only those who truly choose to join the Council of Elders are the core of the Gray Organization.

A level seven evolver is a high-level figure in any Black Domain organization.

Wanli Zhuiming accepted the mission because he knew there was a treasure in the double-tailed scorpion's legacy that would be of great benefit to his supernatural powers.

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Yunluo's life is leisurely. When his girlfriend is not at home, he feels very happy being alone.

Tangtang was lucky. When Yunluo woke up from his nap, it was already evening. This fresh treasure-hunting mouse could already crawl. Tangtang was a strange beast and could feel himself getting stronger. Although he felt pain all over his body, he held his cute little paws and gritted his teeth to endure it.

Yunluo carefully examined Tangtang's rat body and found that the three wheels and seven meridians were running very stably, so there would be no big mistakes. He then helped guide Tangtang's scarce true energy and mental power along the unique flow of qi and blood of the treasure-hunting rat to pass through the three wheels and seven meridians, inhaling and exhaling various energy particles in the air.

Tangtang doesn't know yet that a miraculous change will occur to the mouse's body. Its fluffy tail will grow longer and longer until it is as long as its body.

Yunluo didn't care much about Tangtang's life or death, and went to the kitchen to get a corn sausage to feed Tangtang. As a foodie, Tangtang's sapphire eyes lit up when she saw the delicious food, and she even forgot all the pain. She held the corn sausage, which was longer than her, in her little cute paws and ate it in small bites. She looked really hungry.

Tangtang is a little white mouse with mysophobia. She likes a clean and fresh environment and likes people with snow-white and fragrant bodies.

Dinner was the main meal. Yunluo cooked a pot of white rice and heated up the leftover fried pickled mustard greens and fatty pork from yesterday and had a full meal.

Life is usually as dull as water. He listened quietly to the sound of rain. The weather forecast said it would rain for three days, with heavy to torrential rain on the first day, light to moderate rain on the second day, and light rain turning to sunny weather on the third day.

He likes rain. Rain in the end times means water to drink, fresh sprouts to eat, and he won't die of starvation or thirst.

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Three nights and two days have passed. Wearing exquisite silver sandals, a light yellow and light green plaid shirt, ultra-short denim hot pants, and long dark wine red hair, Liu Xun sits in a very stylish coffee shop, listening to the gurgling piano music like a stream, drinking rich and sweet fresh milk coffee, and watching the new chapter of the apocalypse 237 on her phone. In the quiet night, there are always lonely people.

Yuan Lai, whose energy detection ability was about to be overdrawn, was ordered by Liu Xun to go back and have a sleep, and asked Bai Shi to send him to a hotel. Liu Xun stayed alone in the higher education park, and his national security agents were also replaced by a group of people. They were still searching for the awakened people everywhere in the higher education park in the rainy night.

Liu Xun couldn't help but think of Yun Luo, that pig, the author of the last 237 years of the apocalypse. He was an ordinary man with a gentleness that ordinary people didn't have. He was a man with mountains and rivers in his heart. Unfortunately...

If no awakeners are found before 5pm tomorrow, Liu Xun will hand over the mission to another team of Baxia. They will wander around the Higher Education Park for half a month before giving up. For the sake of confidentiality, all teams of Baxia have no level, and their strength depends on the members. The most recognized team is the Dragon Thorn Team led by the Lord of Baxia, Qinglong.

Every awakened person is a valuable resource. Of course, if they fail to pass the political review, they are not Baxia’s cup of tea.

Liu Xun wrote a very long text message to Yun Luo, but chose to delete it amid the sound of light rain.

With a soft sigh, Liu Xun crossed her two slender and white legs together, and her fiery almond eyes looked at the hazy rain curtain outside the coffee shop. It was raining at night, and she listened to the rain. She also wanted to have her own love.

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The light of the stars penetrates the sky and the earth, and it still shines all over the world even on a rainy night. Yun Luo stands quietly in front of the glass window, seemingly staring at the night rain, or simply in a daze. The third level of the invisible sword energy of the Nine Heavens Stars can be achieved tonight, and the original nucleus can be achieved.

Tangtang lay weakly in the cotton of the pine box. The blood transformation of the treasure-hunting mouse is not a simple matter. The first ten days are just a dangerous observation period, followed by a blood fusion period. If Tangtang wants to completely become a treasure-hunting mouse that only exists in the end times, it will take a long year. During this period, there may be various blood conflicts, three wheels and seven meridians running wild, true power reversing, mental power running wild, and physical collapse.

The starlight was dimmed by the dark clouds and rain, and only a few pure rays of starlight fell on Yunluo through the window, creating a hazy beauty in the darkness.

He smiled silently, raised his right hand, placed his left hand flat in front of his body, formed the Nine Netherworld Demon Seal with his left hand, and formed the Great Light Buddha Seal with his right hand. Starlight lit up on his body, countless stars, countless starlight, coming from the sky, carrying countless years of loneliness, carrying countless years of madness, quietly flowing into Yunluo's body, and flowing along the invisible sword energy route of the Nine Heavens Stars.

His true power and mental power continued to grow. He used his soul, which was as deep as the ocean and as steady as the mountains, to control his true power, mental power and star power bit by bit without any disorder. He raced at a crazy speed that no practitioner of the invisible sword energy of the Nine Heavens Stars had ever experienced. He soared a level every night, and on the third night he would form a star power seed. From then on, he would no longer need nine movements, nine hand seals and nine mantras to attract the supreme starlight.

The wind is humming in the rain, the thunder is roaring in the clouds, the stars are immortal for thousands of years, and the starlight falls endlessly.

The breakthrough to the third level was unstoppable, without any hindrance. Yun Luo sang a mantra in a low and melodious voice, and a loud explosion like the creation of the world sounded in his body. Countless pains came like a tide, trying to drown his mind, but he remained unmoved.

Countless stars and endless starlight were attracted by him and refined into true power and mental power. Quantitative change led to qualitative change. An indescribable feeling rose from his heart. It was the joy of the blooming of the purple night-blooming cereus and the birth of the prokaryote. When he turned around, he was already a third-level existence.

The pain he endured was hundreds and thousands of times more severe than Tangtang's. He did not speak, he chose silence. The darkness retreated and the light shone. It was another morning. There was no time for practice, and a night passed in the blink of an eye.

Yunluo took off his clothes and shoes that were covered with blood scabs and impurities, took a shower, ate two bowls of instant noodles, fed Tangtang an apple, and then fell into a deep sleep with a tired body and mind.

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The formation of the prokaryote is of great significance to Yunluo. Many secret techniques cultivated in the apocalypse can be used now, and the combat power is probably as high as that of a dozen floors.

The Twin-Tailed Scorpion once said that there are always geniuses in the Black Domain, and there are countless cases of the weak defeating the strong, just one more nine-star besides level 10. If a level 3 evolver defeats a level 4 evolver, he will be level 3 one-star, and if he defeats a level 5 evolver, he will be level 3 two-star.

It is totally impossible to become a nine-star myth. Only a first-level evolver can defeat a tenth-level evolver to get the honor.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Haha, a level 10 evolver just stood there and didn't fight back. No matter how the level 1 evolver chopped and chopped him, he couldn't hurt him at all. Even if he was bombed with a missile, he couldn't be killed, not to mention that every level 10 evolver was very good at escaping.

Those who can become level ten evolvers have all survived countless life and death battles, and escaping is a necessary skill.

Yun Luo thought about himself. If he didn't have a level 3 or 4 star, he would have a level 3 or 3 star. It was hard to say. Direct combat was one thing, and attacking by various means was another.

It was just that vague feeling of uneasiness that was gradually approaching. Yun Luo's experience in the end times told him that a mortal enemy who could threaten his life was about to arrive. Yun Luo didn't take it seriously. He was the only one who survived countless life-and-death gambles in the end times.

He summoned the Starlight Sword. The third-level flying sword was the real killing weapon and a partner he could trust with his life. In fact, in the doomsday world, after this magic sword took the 10,000th life, he named it the Death Sacrifice Hell Star Sword, which means the blood sacrifice platform of the Starlight Fallen Purgatory.

Thoughtfully, he recalled the art of refining swords into silk that he had learned from fairy tale novels. Wisps of sword energy emanated from the Death Sacrifice Hell Star Sword, lingering around the sword body that was glowing with faint starlight, with a gorgeous and dazzling beauty.

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A Boeing plane from New York, USA, landed at West Lake Airport. A tall white man, about 1.9 meters tall, wearing large sunglasses, a black suit, and carrying a white suitcase, walked out of the economy class of the plane in a gentlemanly manner.

The white man spoke standard Mandarin with a Beijing accent, and his pronunciation was very clear. He hailed a taxi, and the destination was a three-star hotel in the Higher Education Park.

Sitting in the back seat of a taxi, a white man played with a wide-screen mobile phone. He tapped a gray moon icon, logged into his account, verified his fingerprint and pupil, and started typing a conversation. In the driver's eyes, this foreigner was no different.

"I want information about the death of the Twin-Tailed Scorpion."

"One thousand and eight euros, payment upon receipt, Moon Newspaper."

"Damn it, I'm going to erase it."

"You can choose not to buy it, Your Excellency Wanli Zhuiming, the Moon News."

"You are so cruel. I will complain to your superior! The money has been paid, give me the information quickly."

"The customer is God. You can curse a few more times if you like. The information has been sent. Moon News."

"You are just a bunch of devils who eat people without leaving any bones. Oh, why don't you go to hell to meet Satan."

"Thank you for the compliment, Moon News."

Wanli Zhuiming angrily closed the Gray Moon program and began to admire the beautiful scenery of West Lake City, the paradise on earth. He also asked about the attractions and food in West Lake City in more standard Mandarin than the driver. The driver was very talkative and gave him a great chat.