Chapter 459 The Promising Boy
In the night sky, a carp-shaped airship, which served as an advertising booth and a festive atmosphere, flew slowly.
At this time, a triangular hovercraft whizzed past the airship, and the propeller on the side of the airship whirred. In the strong wind, the man sitting on the hovercraft lightly pressed the button on the side of his helmet to connect the communication.
"According to the satellite positioning, we have arrived at the designated location and started searching for the target."
"Received, starting to connect to the local monitoring system for you." A young female voice came from the headset, and then the part of the man's helmet goggles began to display various tracking data, constantly checking pedestrians on the street.
On the ground, a bar in a commercial square.
Under the dim light, smoke was lingering, and colorful lights were spinning. Some young men and women were jumping on the dance floor, and in a dark corner on the side, several people were beating up the person lying on the ground.
"Don't come to cause trouble if you have nothing to do."
"Idiot!"
They laughed at the unprepossessing boy on the ground. The leader was holding a young girl. Seeing that she wanted to persuade but was afraid of offending the man next to her, she should know the boy on the ground.
"Okay, get out of here, don't let me see you again."
After kicking, the man in a good mood kicked again, and then had the boy dragged out.
Soon, the boy who was dragged to the staircase at the side door of the bar rolled down the stairs, hit his head on the railing, and inhaled in pain, and then woke up.
He touched the wound and the things on his body, and felt very uncomfortable and depressed.
Originally, everything was good after entering university. He also fell in love with a girl, and it happened that the girl was from the same star field as him, so the two of them had a lot of topics to talk about, and their relationship gradually became familiar.
Unfortunately, the other party suddenly became cold recently, and he couldn't figure it out, so this time during the Autumn Moon Lantern Festival, he secretly followed the girl behind him to find out what was going on, so he followed her into the bar.
What happened next was very ordinary and bloody. It was probably that the girl fell in love with a rich and handsome bar regular, and then he wanted to go up and ask for clarification, and halfway through he told the girl in person that this kind of man was not a good person.
Such words naturally offended the other party, and the other party called acquaintances to beat him up.
"I must make a lot of money in the future and humiliate them." The boy said in a muffled voice.
After that, he stood up crookedly and prepared to find a small medical room for simple treatment, but before he took a few steps, a sudden hand patted his shoulder.
"Hey, brother, did you encounter any grievances?" This voice scared the boy and he almost jumped down the outdoor stairs.
He turned around slowly and nervously, and saw the face with a clown mask behind him. His heart sank and he took a few steps back.
"Don't be so scared, brother, I'm a good person."
The clown opposite was wearing a dark purple jumpsuit. This kind of dress is simply performance art in modern times. After all, there are no circuses now.
"Who are you?" He felt a strong sense of vigilance in his heart.
"Didn't I just say that I'm a good person? I saw that you seemed to be very aggrieved just now, so I asked when I passed by." He explained his origins.
"Passing by?"
The boy looked at the only side door of the bar at the end of the stairs, and the alleyway leading down the stairs. There were all kinds of other high-rise buildings around. How could he pass by such a place?
"Don't disbelieve me, I really passed by."
While speaking, the clown had moved to the boy's side, leaning on the guardrail like him, and the whole process was completed almost in the blink of an eye.
With this ability, he can really pass by casually.
However, it is not necessarily a good thing for such a person to find him. Although the boy is a little stupid in love, he is not stupid to be admitted to university. He realizes that the other party's purpose may not be pure.
"I think I should do my own things, so I don't need to bother others." He slowly moved up, wanting to return to the noisy bar.
"Alas, are you so afraid of other people's help? If you go in now, you will see the two of them leaning against each other, kissing each other, and this feeling is too uncomfortable." The clown continued to say while pinching his fingers.
"I..." He wanted to say that he didn't care much at this time, but when he thought of the girl he loved leaning on someone else's arms, he couldn't be happy.
"I told you, what man wouldn't care about this? He didn't just steal your woman, he also humiliated you."
"Do you think that giving in will solve the problem? No, girls love gossiping about this kind of thing. Maybe it will spread all over the class the next day. Other girls will also think that you are not manly enough and don't like such a cowardly guy."
This made the boy swallow his words that he wanted to admit defeat and not care.
"But I'm not as rich as them, and I'm not as strong as them." Rather than saying that he hated the girl's change of heart, it was more like anger and indignation at his own incompetence.
If he had a family fortune of hundreds of millions, or was a social elite of Sequence 6, how could he be laughed at by such a person? The boy secretly swore in his heart that he must improve his strength as soon as possible.
"Isn't it clear now? You need help, and I happen to have the ability to help you." As he said this, the purple-clown clown came to the boy's side again.
"How can you help me?" His lips were a little dry, and he looked at the other person, guessing the other person's strength in his heart.
Sequence 6? It was still Sequence 7. He was only Sequence 4, and he had no idea of the other party's level, but he felt that Sequence 5 should not be so strong, so it must be Sequence 6 or above.
"Practicing high-level formulas and advancement, these are what you learn every day, you must know that it is not a short time, but what era is it now, and the treasures that assist advancement are being developed layer by layer."
"Secret methods, rituals, elixirs, each faction has its own unique methods, and I also have a bottle of quick-made potion here." As he said, he held a bottle of purple liquid in his hand and shook it gently in front of the boy.
The magic aura in it was slightly sticky, and when it was shaken, it emitted a ripple that made people slightly drunk. Just looking at it from a close distance made the boy feel a special temptation. To
advance to the advanced sequence and condense a high-level extraordinary core, many preparations are required. The first is the storage of knowledge and the grasp of the core imprint and formula. The second is the refined and condensed magic power. The third is the delicate control and tenacious will.
Knowledge reserve and grasp of formula application, as long as the IQ is high enough, through a lot of time of study and preparation, many people can complete it. Refining and condensing magic depends on talent. Some people with high talent can complete it quickly without much effort, while some people may not be able to gather refined and condensed magic for decades, and need special spiritual medicine to assist. As for the fine control and willpower behind, it is very complicated to improve, and each faction has different solutions.
Now his knowledge reserve is roughly enough, but for the refining and condensing of magic, it will probably take another year before he can impact Sequence 5.
Although he doesn't know the specific effect of this bottle of spiritual medicine, the refined and condensed magic in it is undoubtedly of excellent quality, something that ordinary people may not be able to afford in their lifetime.
"This is very expensive." He reluctantly shifted his gaze.
"It's expensive, but I'm a good person, so I'll give it to you for free." The clown gently placed the bottle in the boy's palm. The touch of the carved pattern on the bottle was so mind-stirring.
The ripples of magic from the bottle of potion in the palm of his hand made the boy who was perceiving it closely feel full of struggle.
Will this thing have any problem? What if it is poisonous? But he is just an ordinary person, so why would he spend so much money to poison with such an expensive elixir?
"Are you really giving it to me? Are there any additional conditions?"
"No additional conditions, I am a good person, I just want to do something good tonight~" The clown pinched his chin with one hand and looked at the boy slightly.
"You are not as bad as you think. You can even be said to be very talented. It's
just that your background and luck are not so good." "I help you for myself. Who doesn't want to have more powerful friends?"
"For you, this is a very expensive elixir, but for me, it is not so expensive."
"Would you like to try it and let those who look down on you look at you in a new light?"
The clown's words made the boy slowly accept the current situation in his heart and slowly rationalize the other party's behavior.
Yes, do I have to give up the elixir I got? If I give up such an expensive elixir, I will probably be laughed at by those guys and say that I am cowardly.
Fighting the impulse and revenge in his heart, the boy slowly unscrewed the cap and sniffed the elixir inside.
The overflowing magic power was dazzling. It was absolutely a waste to use this refined magic power for casting spells, but if it was used for advancement, it would be worth it.
After hesitating for a few seconds again, the boy held the bottle and drank it in one gulp. Almost at the same time as he drank it, he sat down by the guardrail and began to operate the extraordinary core in his body, fully absorbing and transforming this magic power.
Soon, the extraordinary core magic power in his body was filled to the extreme, and began to leap and fission, gradually dispersing again, and advancing to a higher level.
The clown not only did not stop this process, but actually set up an isolation barrier to protect him. He spoke from time to time and patiently guided the boy on some details of the advancement.
Half an hour later, the boy finally completed the advancement, and the extraordinary core in his body stabilized at the state of Sequence 5. The job template he chose was rare, and the complexity and difficulty were within his tolerance, so it didn't take too long.
"Oh, it's perfect~" The clown clapped his hands.
"What did I see? The rise of a genius, not everyone can succeed in advancing in half an hour, and it was done in one go, without any failures or lags. You should have chosen a better job core template, but it doesn't matter. You will still have a chance to change your fate when you advance to Sequence 6 in the future."
"Well, I didn't think so much at the time." Now it was the boy's turn to feel a little embarrassed, but he was still quite happy in his heart.
"It doesn't matter, I believe you can do it, this is my professional vision." The clown put his arm around the boy's shoulders.
"Now, we are friends, right?" He said, and stretched out his hand.
"Uh, yes, friend."
Although this friend came out of nowhere, the boy was still very grateful. After all, he really advanced, and there was nothing unusual at the moment.
"Okay, now, my friend, you should finish what you didn't finish before. Beat them up and let that unfaithful woman know what kind of genius she missed. I will accompany you tonight. Let's go and overthrow them."
It must be said that even though this clown looked a little weird, his words still made the boy feel warm. It seemed that from childhood to adulthood, he had never had such a loyal friend, and no one had ever really cared about his feelings so much, and the other party really gave him a bottle of extremely expensive elixir.
"Yes, today I have to let them get to know me again." The boy took a deep breath, then clenched his fist, and a faint magic surrounded it. Then his whole body became tough, as if it was coated with a layer of metal shell.
The bar was still noisy. It was only 10 o'clock in the evening, far from closing time. Some guests came and went, including men and women who often hang out here, and students who came for the first time.
On the stage, the singer with smoky makeup held the microphone and screamed passionately. The posture and appearance were like a big rooster crowing with all its strength. The audience below also raised their hands. Under the influence of alcohol, they forgot about the interference from the outside world and immersed themselves in the environment of the sound vibration.
"If you lose, please drink~"
In a corner of the bar, several people gathered around a table. There were several dice in the glass in the middle, which turned and stopped, showing the numbers.
"You can't cheat with your ability, why do I always drink?" The man who led the way before propped his head up and leaned on the shoulder of the girl next to him, his mouth full of alcohol.
"How is it possible, brother? I'm only Sequence 3, how can I achieve such precise control? Besides, aren't you all watching me? How can I turn the tables?" The younger brother opposite smiled flatteringly.
"The one who can drink is the boss, you must be powerful because you drink a lot." After his "nice words" to smooth things over, the man slowly picked up the wine glass, kissed the girl next to him first, and then prepared to drink it.
But just as he raised the glass, a hand reached out from behind, grabbed the glass and poured it down, causing the wine to splash all over the man's face and flow into his neck, making him feel cool and wet.
Encountering such a thing, the man was furious on the spot and tried to stand up suddenly, but the hand on his shoulder held him down tightly, forcing him to fall off the chair and the table was overturned.
"You TM!" He wanted to curse as he got up, and then turned around to see the familiar face.
"Wow, you dare to run back." Originally, he thought it was some master who he couldn't afford to offend, but it turned out to be this stupid boy who had just been beaten up.
It was a shame to be forced to drink by such a person, and the man who wanted to save face rushed up and was ready to slap the other person in the face and knock him down.
"Bang——"
It was like a fan hitting steel, making an echo. This surprise attack not only failed to achieve its goal, but also caused the man's hand to be shaken and hurt.
"You!"
He was full of shock and anger. He turned around and tried to find something else to beat him, but the other party kicked him and broke his bones on the spot, causing him to kneel on the ground.
"You, how is it possible?" He was not an ordinary person either. He immediately realized that something was wrong. How could the other party suddenly advance and become so strong?
Seeing their big brother being bullied, the other people nearby also rushed forward, but they were quickly dealt with and fell to the ground.
The beating and the sound of broken glass in the corner also attracted the security guards of the bar. They were wearing special vests, holding electric batons in their hands, and small barrier generators tied to their thighs. They rushed over immediately.
"What are you doing!" The security guards knew the regulars on the ground and had a good relationship with them. Naturally, they looked badly at the young man in front of them.
To be a security guard in a bar like the Central Star Region, one must be at Sequence 5, otherwise it would be difficult to intimidate others. However, one would not be a very powerful Sequence 5 Transcendent. After all, the salary for this profession is not high.
If one really has that ability, he would have gone to various large companies and firms long ago. Even if one is a Sequence 5 who has advanced from the simplest job template, with certain equipment and props, and through certain training, he can still suppress other Transcendents of the same level. After all, not all jobs are suitable for fighting. Some Transcendent Sequences are for professional services, such as doctors and scientific researchers who specialize in fine operations.
"Why didn't you come out when they surrounded and beat me just now? Now that I beat them up, you come running over. You really look down on people!" This word may not be used in this way, but the boy couldn't think of a good metaphor for a while, and he almost shouted it out subconsciously.
"What a joke, who the hell are you? You dare to beat people here and still make a fuss." The security guards don't care about these. They won't argue foolishly. They just want to control the situation first, calm it down quickly, and don't affect the bar's profit.
After saying that, the two men rushed over holding stun batons, ready to take this guy down.
Seeing two fully armed security guards rushing over, the boy panicked. After all, this was the first time he had seen such a riot. He tried to hide once, and then was held down by the stun baton. The violent current immediately washed over him, causing his body to bounce and he almost fell down.
However, the physical fitness of high-level extraordinary people is different after all. After being electrocuted for the first time, his body quickly adapted, and magic power flowed throughout his body. After some adjustments and preparations, when he was electrocuted again, he was only very uncomfortable, but he did not faint.
Seeing that the electric shock failed, the security guard once again adjusted the electric baton limit. This time, the electric shock intensity was not for ordinary people. Under the infusion of magic power, the sizzling current exploded on the baton, and then the two people rushed up again with agility.
The moment the electric baton hit the boy, the current surged, and he felt dizzy. Then a fist smashed down and knocked him flying. He slid on the ground for several meters and knocked down the table and sofa behind him.
"Wow!"
"Ah--"
The people in the bar screamed and cheered when they saw this scene. Isn't this more exciting than alcohol? Not only did no one leave, but more people joined in the crowd.
After a few seconds, the boy stood up from the debris, wiped the scratches and a little blood on his face, and started to use the extraordinary core in his body again. He began to use the secret method according to the special formula he learned.
A light silver light flashed over him, and then he gradually moved his stiff body. This time, the two security guards rushed up again after hesitating for a while.
They wanted to report to the boss and wait for instructions, but the bar was already in a carnival mode, and everyone was shouting for them to go in, or they would smash the bar to get their money back, so they had to go in anyway.
Even the most basic template-advanced Sequence 5 had physical fitness far beyond that of ordinary people. After entering the state, the two of them swung the electric batons vigorously, filled with magic power, dancing in the dim environment with whistling sounds and crackling electric sparks, and then smashed them hard on the boy's head.
But the result was that the current flashed, and the people around them felt numb on their feet, and there was no other reaction.
"You are all dogs!" The boy was not good at talking, and his good education made him subconsciously unable to find any words to curse without damaging his image.
"Did you hear that? He said you are dogs. If he doesn't accept this, you will really become dogs, hahaha." People who watch the fun will never mind the big deal.
"Hurry up, I love watching dog fights, and this bar is worth it." People who like to have fun are everywhere.
After several electric batons, the boy was unscathed and even became more and more calm. In the end, he grabbed the other person's baton with one hand, held it tightly, and then kicked the security guard away and took it away.
He tried it, but because the fingerprint and biometric verification failed, he couldn't use its function, but holding it in his hand, he and another security guard hit each other and soon knocked the other person down again.
"See, this kid is really good!"
There are many highly educated people in the audience, and they naturally recognize that the boy is using the metal arrangement formula. The application of this extraordinary formula is to use magic to temporarily harden the object and transform it into a metal-like existence, which can greatly improve resistance.
"However, it can be used on one's own body, which ordinary people can't do, unless he specially chooses the relevant extraordinary job when he advances."
Some formulas cannot be manipulated and used with high precision unless they are imprinted in the extraordinary core and integrated with one's own consciousness. The higher the rating of the job template, the stronger the application of certain formulas can be.
Huh, this is my strength? The boy looked at his hands and the countless cheering spectators around him, feeling a sense of novelty and joy.
In a corner of the bar, the man wearing a clown mask was also watching this scene.
"It's really a good seedling. By the way, which test subject is this? I remember that No. 1131 showed a reaction on the third day after taking the drug." He took out the micro-scratch pad beside him, quickly inputted the data, and then took a photo of the boy in the distance.
"Keep going, young man I'm optimistic about."
(End of this chapter)
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