"So, Pei Lin is the only coordinate we have to locate the Corpsedemon world?"
Inside the Yin Yang Hall, Lin Sheng, Kasumi and a few other commanders who knew each other well sat together, discussing the plan for the Corpsedemon world's Source.
As for the name of Giving Hope, Lin Sheng had already learned of her real name during the previous training.
"Yes, according to the results of my research. The people we sent to the Corpsedemon world are essentially relying on Pei Lin's positioning, and only then can they freely stay in that world. "Nurgana said calmly.
"So …"
"So, Pei Lin is a relatively special existence to us. If we lose this positioning. The Corpsedemon world's rejection of us will increase greatly, and when that time comes, there may be a world rejection reaction. "Nurgana said flatly.
"I understand what you mean." Lin Sheng nodded slightly.
The so-called world rejection reaction was also first proposed by him.
As a member of the researchers, Lin Sheng's own research ability was far beyond that of ordinary scholars. After studying the world's blessings obtained from the Holy Sanctum.
He boldly proposed that the world was essentially a mass of life with a hazy instinctive consciousness.
And with such a conjecture as the core to build a model, it unexpectedly could explain many previously unexplainable phenomena and natural events.
And the world rejection reaction was one of them.
"If we completely lose our positioning, what will we face?" Kasumi's eyes were closed, as if she was taking a nap. Her sudden question immediately attracted the attention of the others.
"Our people's souls are not the natives of the Corpsedemon world. So the biggest possibility is that everyone will be forcibly repatriated and expelled by the world. "Nurgana explained.
"That's troublesome. Can't we solve this phenomenon? "Kasumi's brows furrowed.
"We can, but we need time. Before we solve the world rejection reaction, we have to ensure the safety and stability of the positioning point. "Nurgana explained again.
"Next, let the research institute focus on the world rejection reaction model. We need to get the solution as soon as possible." Lin Sheng concluded.
"Understood!" Adolf accepted the order solemnly.
"Over at the Corpsedemon world, there are already fifteen bases built on the other side, and we can send out suppressor-class officials." Lin Sheng ordered.
"Are we going with plan A or B?" Tenko Kasumi asked.
"A, try to hide as much as possible. Once it erupts, you have to take over all public opinion. They must first expose the bloody food chain relationship between the Corpsedemons and humans. We must always remember that we represent justice. "
Lin Sheng said calmly.
"Of course, the prerequisite for a complete explosion is that we have to first resolve the world's rejection reaction. Before that, we must ensure Giving Hope's personal safety. "
"Understood!" Everyone replied in unison.
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Chi!
Chi!
The wooden sword continued to stab forward.
Inside the martial arts hall.
Pei Lin was engrossed in practicing the Blackfeather swordsmanship taught by Lin Sheng.
As a powerful basic swordsmanship used by Blackfeather City to train the assassins, Blackfeather swordsmanship was easy to learn but difficult to master. Once it was broken through, it would surpass the limit and become extraordinary.
This powerful characteristic, for the barren martial arts system of the Corpse Demon world, no matter from which aspect, it was many years ahead of this place.
It could even be said that there was no such thing as breaking through the limit through training in the entire Corpse Demon World.
It was widely believed that even if one broke through the limit, it was no match for firearms. No matter how strong one's martial arts was, one shot would take them down.
This also caused the people here to completely treat martial arts as an ordinary way to cultivate their body and mind, as well as an ordinary technique to train their bodies.
Pei Lin occupied a corner of the weapon training ground alone, waving the wooden sword in a boring manner, making standard straight stabbing movements.
Of course, on the surface, it looked like an ordinary straight stab, but in fact, there were a lot of small muscle adjustments inside.
These adjustments and coordination were the key to Blackfeather swordsmanship. They could turn an ordinary straight stab into a powerful exercise that gently increased the strength of the muscle group.
"Pei Lin, you're still practicing so late today?"
The most eye-catching person in the weapon training ground was Zhang Hanchao, the city level martial arts runner-up who was good at dual blades.
He was hired here to hold the fort in this martial arts field. For this kind of martial arts field, he basically knew everyone who could insist on coming every day. Everyone was acquainted.
And Pei Lin had been coming every day during this period and had also become familiar with everyone.
"Speaking of which, what are you practicing? National swordsmanship? It doesn't look like it. Could it be a family heirloom? "Zhang Hanchao asked curiously.
"Nothing, just randomly practicing for fun," Pei Lin replied with a smile.
The rest of the regular customers had also finished their planned practice for the day and came over.
The group chatted and laughed as they walked in the direction of the washroom.
Pei Lin, as a beautiful high school girl, should have been eye-catching, but there were two other beautiful girls in the group. They were a pair of twins who practiced Bamboa Martial Arts.
Bamboa Martial Arts was one of the most popular leg techniques at the moment, and it required wearing long metal boots to practice.
Practitioners could often adjust their body shape to make themselves look taller and more beautiful, and more energetic.
Apart from Boa, most of the people in the group were trained in short stick fighting. Pei Lin stood among them, and apart from occasionally discussing with others how to maintain a healthy routine after training, the rest of the time, she smiled and watched the others chat.
But she did not know that in the group, Zhang Hanchao and the older sister of the twins were rather curious about the swordsmanship she practiced meticulously every day.
"Oh right, Sister Linlin, what kind of swordsmanship do you practice here every day? How come we've never seen it before? "The older twin sister, Nianwei, moved closer to Pei Lin and asked softly.
She had long observed Pei Lin's swordsmanship practice, and her intuition told her that this kind of boring swordsmanship practice did not seem to be something simple.
It also did not seem like she was just randomly practicing. After all, that kind of meticulous focus did not seem to be something that could be achieved just by practicing randomly.
"Nothing, I found a master myself, and just learned to practice for fun," Pei Lin replied with a smile.
She changed into a purple training suit, and her long hair was tied into a high ponytail with a hairband. Her exquisite facial features exuded a sense of coldness and sharpness, giving off a unique aura of aloofness and elegance.
"Found a master yourself? Don't find a braggart who doesn't know anything. You have to know that once we practice wrong, the burden on our bodies will be very heavy over the years. If you're not careful, you might be permanently disabled, so you have to be careful, "Nianwei reminded her kindly.
"Yes, I know. Don't worry, there won't be a problem. "Pei Lin was very confident in Holy Light Shines Upon You.
"It's good that you know." Seeing that, Nianwei did not say more.
Some words, even if they were friends, would become estranged if they were spoken too much, not to mention that their relationship was far from that stage.
The group entered their respective washrooms.
Pei Lin put down the wooden sword, and was about to take off her training suit to take a shower.
Suddenly, from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a reflection from the ventilation window in the corner.
That reflection suddenly moved, and was about to escape.
"Who!?" Seeing that, Pei Lin panicked, and instinctively stabbed out with her wooden sword.
Swoosh!
The tip of the sword suddenly drew the shortest path in the air, and then pierced that spot of reflection with incomparable precision.
Crack.
After a crisp sound, the reflection was shattered by the stab.
Immediately after, they heard a man's muffled groan, and the sound of footsteps running away.
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