After Chen Xian agreed to join the Ningchuan branch, it can be said that the atmosphere in the Chen family's old house reached its climax. Fatty Huo almost danced to celebrate. After all, it was a task assigned by the superior to let Chen Xian join the branch. he!

Although Chen Xian has a lot of entry requirements, these are not a big deal to Fatty Huo. Although Chen Xian suggested that he might quit in the future, for now...the task is better than anything else!

"Uncle Huo, do you know about these two abnormal appliances?" Chen Xian was also absent at this time, pointing to the few lines on the list and asking him, "Which one is more practical?"

"It's all very practical." Fatty Huo glanced at the two abnormal tools on the list, and he still had that kind smile on his face, "I once saw them do experiments in the scientific research department, and the cinnabar pen is very easy to use. Yes, and...it impresses me deeply with its soul-painting effect."

Speaking of which, Fatty Huo seemed to remember something, his eyes became a little distant, the expression on his hippie smile was gradually overwhelmed by a kind of vicissitudes, and his smile gradually diminished.

"As long as it's a human-shaped pattern, it will emerge from the rice paper after it is drawn. Although the attack power is not as good as that of a normal spirit body, but..." Fatty Huo smacked his lips, and half of the cigarette stuck to his dry mouth. On the skin, it looked rather funny, "Who are you drawing, who is the spiritual body it can show."

" Anyone Can humanoid patterns be embodied into derivatives by it?"

"Representation... It's not that exaggerated, but it's not too different." Fatty Huo took a breath and said with a smile, "Those spirit bodies outlined by the cinnabar pen are different from ordinary spirit bodies. Different, although they are aggregates of unconventional material energy, their energy sources are more mysterious and less stable, and may disappear in a few minutes.”

Fatty Huo said this, took the ashtray made of the moon cake tin box on the table, and flicked his fingers to shake the ashtray: "Those derivatives are very unrealistic to use in combat, but fortunately the writer can control them, so in In some cases, they can be more helpful than ordinary people think."

"What do they look like?" Chen Xian asked meticulously.

"It's very real. It looks much more real than ordinary spiritual bodies. It's almost no different from a living person." Fatty Huo replied.

Hearing this, Chen Xian nodded, and he almost understood the function of this abnormal device.

From a certain point of view, the spiritual body that this tool can outline is not a spiritual body, but a derivative that is close to real existence. Its biggest role is not to use those derivatives to fight, but to use those derivatives to fight. Derivatives to complete some special tasks, such as drawing a person who actually exists in this world, and then use the identity of others to do certain things.

To give the simplest example, if Chen Xian used this cinnabar pen to draw the head of the Xu family, and controlled this derivative that seemed to be exactly the same as the head of the Xu family, he entered the Xu family grandly...

In that case, as long as no one can recognize the true identity of the derivative, then Chen Xian can do a lot of things. Just think of a few wicked routines, and he will be able to toss the Xu family to the ground without any effort. Dog jumps.

Of course, this kind of thing he just thinks about, because this pen has a bigger effect on him.

Like... draw someone who has long since disappeared from this world.

Chen Ba.

"Uncle Huo, Nine Baylor's cinnabar pen... I see a hint in the brackets, it seems that special filing is required, can you explain to me what this means?" Chen Xian asked curiously.

"The cinnabar pen has monitoring equipment installed by the Scientific Research Department of the Secret Service Bureau. Every time a derivative is called out using the cinnabar pen, the monitoring equipment will be automatically turned on, and the synchronized image data will be sent back to the headquarters." Fatty Huo explained calmly, "This is A pen is not an ordinary abnormal device, and if the person who writes the pen has a crooked mind, then this pen...will cause a lot of trouble."

Chen Xian leaned back slightly, and slowly leaned back on the chair. In those calm eyes, there was a look that Fatty Huo couldn't see through.

At this moment, Chen Xian had already sensed something wrong.

Although he believes that he has a certain investment value in the eyes of the Secret Service, he does not think that the Secret Service can seek talents to this extent. From a certain point of view, compared with the ancient master key that disappeared, this A pen doesn't do much better either.

Use this kind of equipment that can barely compete with national treasures to recruit yourself?

Chen Xian thought about it, and felt that his value should not have reached this point. The only possibility is that the Secret Service has encountered some difficulties, and the internal manpower is really not enough, so he will throw this golden olive branch.

From the bottom of his heart, Chen Xian wanted this pen very much, but he always swallowed the words before he opened his mouth, because he hated the feeling of being watched, not to mention that he also had some of his own. The secret, so this kind of thing that has the possibility of exposure... He doesn't want to get involved too much.

"What is suffering?" Chen Xian asked suddenly.

"It was an ancient utensil dug out of the Yulin mine in 1991. It is roughly similar to a plaster mask, but it is very flexible and skin-friendly. It's a bit like a human skin mask." Huo Fatty patiently explained to Chen Xian, the unhurried tone only reminded Chen Xian of the sales in those shopping malls, "But that thing is very evil, and the side effects after use are relatively large, and most people can't control it. live."

"Since your superiors put that piece of equipment on the list for me to choose, can you think that they think I can control that piece of equipment?" Chen Xian asked calmly.

Fatty Huo smiled and said nothing.

"It's really hard to pick..."

Chen Xian flipped through the list several times, silently checking to see if he had missed anything good.

That ancient mask is very similar to a special stimulant. It can not only enhance the cell activity of the human body, but also increase the wearer's neural response speed. This kind of enhancement change can be said to be very practical for Chen Xian, who can only fight in close quarters, although There are certain side effects, but from the introduction, the probability of side effects is not 100%...

"I'll choose that mask." Chen Xian said.

"Have you figured it out?" Fatty Huo asked.

"There are too few utensils suitable for me. The evil utensils on the list...I don't like them either." Chen Xian replied, remembering the meat saw that was still in the back room, and he shook it again. Shaking his head, "I already have the evil weapon, but I can't use the magic weapon, so it seems that it is more cost-effective to choose this abnormal tool."

Hearing this, Fatty Huo nodded with a smile, as if he knew that Chen Xian would choose this, so the expression on his face was not unexpected, on the contrary, he acted as a matter of course.

Magical implements and evil implements can be exchanged for money. Although these high-grade implements are difficult to buy, they are all in a priceless state, but if you spend a little more money, it is not impossible to buy them. , it will just be troublesome.

Therefore, compared with them, abnormal instruments are the best choice. Their rarity, coupled with the characteristics that they have never been traded in the market, are enough to show that they are more rare than magic instruments. many.

"Let's sign the employment contract this afternoon, I'll give you an address, remember it..." Fatty Huo said, took out his mobile phone and sent an address to Chen Xian on WeChat. The first message sent after idle WeChat.

After doing all this, Fatty Huo seemed to be completely relieved, leaning back on the chair lazily, with a relieved expression on his face.

"I have sent you the specific time and place, remember to come here on time, and then I will introduce some people to you by the way. They are all members of the Ningchuan branch. Yes."

Chen Xian frowned faintly, but he didn't refuse, and politely replied "OK".

Although he didn't like to deal with people, under the current circumstances, he couldn't let his temper. After all, Fatty Huo was his superior. If he refused this kind of thing...it would be a bit inhumane.

After a simple greeting, Fatty Huo got up and said goodbye.

When sending him out, Chen Xian found that Lu Yisheng had been standing outside the gate, as if he had been waiting outside for Fatty Huo to come out.

"Agreed?" Lu Yisheng asked enthusiastically.

Fatty Huo nodded, with an irresistible smile on his face: "That's it."

"Is it my own person from now on?" Lu Yisheng said, his eyes kept on Chen Xian's body, his face was a little obscene, but at the moment it was so obscene that people couldn't bear to look directly at him, "Idols will be my superiors from now on. huh?"

Seeing his mean smile, Chen Xian felt a bit of a headache. He couldn't figure out what happened to Lu Yisheng.

"Boss, come here, this is a welcome gift for you."

Lu Yisheng seemed to have guessed that this matter could be negotiated long ago, and even prepared the greeting gift for the new official.

"Are you offering a bribe to me?" Chen Xian asked calmly.

"This is not bribery, don't talk nonsense!" Lu Yisheng laughed, "It's called bribery, how can it be as tacky as bribery."

Chen Xian didn't say a word, looking at the supermarket label with "price 50.00" on the fruit basket, he couldn't help falling into contemplation.

There is nothing wrong with the old adage that people gather people by like things. Fatty Huo came to thank him for sending eggs, and Lu Yisheng only gave gifts to fruit baskets...

Could it be that the custom within the Secret Service is to never give anything over a hundred dollars as a gift?

"Why are you digging so hard..." Chen Xian couldn't help but muttered in a low voice.

"What?" Fatty Huo didn't hear clearly, and turned his head around.

Chen Xian glanced at him silently, and then looked at Lu Yisheng, whose face was bewildered. In the end, he could only show a kind and friendly smile: "Praise you both."

"Praise us both?" Fatty Huo was bewildered, "What are you praising us for?"

Chen Xian thought for a while, and replied as euphemistically as possible.

"Praise the two of you for being generous."