The third possibility Sheyan came up with was that the elite Ghost Soldier Snake was … lying!
The highest level of lying was not to tell nine truths and one lie in ten sentences, but to tell ten truths out of ten sentences! It was just that the actual meaning of these ten truthful sentences had to be expressed with the eleventh truthful sentence!
For example, it was like a foreigner who was not familiar with the country asked you, "Who is the most beautiful woman in Hong Kong?". You replied that it was none other than Zhao Yazhi, but you secretly added in your heart, "Twenty years ago …"
You could say that the answer was a lie, but it was not a lie. But if you told the truth, how would the rising stars like Liang Luoshi feel?
Sheyan closed his eyes suspiciously. He carefully recalled the series of previous experiences in his mind. He suddenly felt that the most suspicious thing was the mysterious message he received after landing – in the name of GHOST, it ordered the landing party to assemble at a designated location. Sheyan had confirmed with Kyrgyzna that the message was not transmitted in a specific direction, but spread out in a way that spread out like a net.
From this point, several truths could be deduced.
First, due to some unknown reason, there should be frequent human aircraft crashes here. Otherwise, the continuous bombardment of radio waves would have been meaningless.
Second, there should not be any high-ranking figures among the spacecrafts that landed here. Otherwise, it would have been a big problem for Snake, who had to maintain his position as the leader of the Protoss race using his special identity as a Ghost Soldier.
Third, according to Old Charlie's research, in order for the radio waves to cover the entire Lost Temple planet, a high-power transmitting station was necessary. In other words, Snake must have built a large base of his own. However, it was difficult to explain why Snake came alone to challenge the Protoss patrol when they first met.
Fourth, if most of what Snake said was true, then there was not much time left for Sheyan and the others. The Protoss would never give up on the powerful technology that was on par with the Carrier, and the Zerg and the humans would not sit back and watch. It was easy to imagine that the focus of all three parties would most likely be on this terrifying Lost Temple planet at the same time! What a tragic scene it would be!
Many thoughts flashed through Sheyan's mind, and he thought of many countermeasures. But before he knew it, he found that his whole body had been completely frozen by the extreme cold. If it were not for the tyrannical power of his digitised body, he might have frozen to death outside due to his lack of experience living in the cold.
After returning to the supply depot, the warm feeling inside immediately made Sheyan feel as if spring had arrived. However, the hot air that assaulted Sheyan's face gave him a numbing tingling sensation. Perhaps because he opened the door a little too loudly, he had alarmed an SCV named Pontin.
Pontin was a very important engineer-type SCV. After taking off the heavy and thick work uniform of an SCV, he was a boorish man. Like most soldiers, he liked hard liquor, tobacco, and was good at telling dirty jokes. He would laugh out loud from time to time, but unfortunately, he would often be beaten up by Kyrgyzna.
However, he was a good person and a loyal friend. The reason he was sent to the frontline was to fight for justice for his colleagues. The other two SCVs who were rescued by Sheyan were full of praise for him.
When Pontin heard the strange noise at the door, he quickly picked up the wrench. When he saw that it was Sheyan, he hurriedly said in fear and trepidation.
"Sir, I didn't know it was you. God, your skin is frostbitten. Lev, you damn bastard, get up and get me some wine to rub your skin. "
Sheyan smiled and said nonchalantly, "It's fine.
I went out to relieve myself just now, but I heard some strange noises, so I stayed outside for a little longer. "
For someone like Sheyan, even if he was lying, he would be very skillful. He would never lie without thinking. Sheyan took out a phosphorescent bead from his pocket. Pontin immediately exclaimed when he saw it.
"God, sir, that's the Devil's Bead! Strange things often happen in this star field, such as people going missing for no reason during patrols. Later, it was confirmed that they all went missing near this damn planet. Later, there was an investigation, and it was said that this unique little thing only appears on this planet. Therefore, it is called the vengeful spirit of the dead, also known as the devil's eye. It is very ominous to encounter it. "
Sheyan chuckled and replied.
"What ominous?"
He pinched and flicked the bead, turning it into a faint green powder that leaked out through the gaps between his fingers. It was a beautiful sight. Sheyan looked at the SCV in front of him who worshipped him very much. He suddenly had an idea. He pointed to the empty room next to him.
"Pontin? Come here. "
The supply depot looked like a single unit from the outside, but it was divided into several rooms inside, so it was still possible to find a place to have a private talk. Sheyan looked at Pontin and said seriously, "I don't believe in ghosts.
"Although I don't believe in ghosts, the enemies on this planet are probably more terrifying than ghosts. Therefore, the chances of us surviving this time are not high."
Pontin was silent for a while, but he still nodded in the end.
Sheyan looked at him and said, "But I've never given up hope under any difficult circumstances. That's why I've been able to survive until now. As for why I called you here, it's because you're an engineer-type SCV. Theoretically speaking, you can build any building. Theoretically speaking, you're the only hope to turn the tables. That's why I have faith in you."
Pontin's spirits were lifted. Sheyan looked at him seriously and said, "You're not in the same league as me.
"Although you didn't participate in the battle today, you should have heard about it from them."
Pontin immediately beamed with joy.
"Yes! I heard you killed three Zealots and two Dragoons by yourself! Wow, that's so cool! "
Sheyan did not correct his faulty wording. Instead, he looked at Pontin seriously and said, "Yes, I do.
"Yes, I can bear it. I have great power, and this power is not like the Ghost Soldiers, who rely more on soldiers and high-tech foreign objects. My power comes from this and this."
When Sheyan said "this", he was patting Pontin's firm pectoralis major and biceps. Pontin licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with excitement and anticipation. Pontin was also a guy who liked to fight with muscles and toughness. It was obvious that he often trained himself, so he immediately said, "That's right, Sheyan.
"And then, Sir?"
Said Sheyan.
"I can make you stronger. For example … So strong that you can easily kill a Machine Gunner with your welding torch."
"How is that possible?" asked Pontin in surprise, "Even if that guy uses Stimulants?"
In Starcraft, the default HP of an SCV was 60 points, while the HP of a Marine was only 45 points. This was because the SCV's armour was judged to be thicker, and their attack power was about the same. The SCV was 5 points, and the SCV was 6 points. However, the SCV's attack speed was twice that of the SCV's even without Stimulants!
More importantly, a Marine was a long-range unit. An SCV would lose half of its HP before it could even get close.
Therefore, it was not difficult to understand Pontin's surprise. Sheyan answered the big man's question with certainty.
"Yes, just like how I tore apart those Zealots and Dragoons. I have to say in advance that this kind of increase in power comes with a risk. A very big risk. You have to consider it carefully."
"How big is the risk?" asked Pontin hesitantly.
Sheyan smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"I don't know. But as long as you can withstand the first enhancement, the risk of subsequent enhancements will gradually decrease. "
Pontin's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"I can enhance it multiple times??? Does that mean that not only can I kill a Marine, but I can also kill a Zealot with my welding torch? Just like what you did on the battlefield? "
"Yes, just like what I did on the battlefield." Sheyan nodded seriously.
"Let's do it! Come on!" roared Pontin, his eyes bloodshot. Yes, he was a nobody, but he was also a gambler. At this time, he was betting his life on a glorious future!
Sheyan took out the Protoss soul crystal from his personal storage. Although he did not ask for anything, Sheyan still felt that he should take the initiative to explain everything to Pontin, just like asking a patient to undergo surgery. Reducing the panic and resistance in Pontin's heart as much as possible should help increase the chances of success.
"Come here." Sheyan nodded to Pontin, then handed the light blue Protoss soul crystal to him. "Touch it."
Pontin held the soul crystal carefully, as if it was his own soul.
Sheyan smiled and patted Pontin on the shoulder.
"This is the gift left behind by the Protoss I killed during the day. I have a special method to strip a part of their power and condense it into this thing. Then, I will inject it into your body. Whether this power can resonate with your body depends on your luck. But you can rest assured that I will control the amount at any time. Little by little, it will be done slowly." Of course, the increase in power won't be too great, but it won't endanger your life. "
Pontin suddenly waved his hand and said decisively, "No need.
"There's no need for that. Just give me the biggest dose. I'm confident in myself!"
Sheyan glanced at Pontin. He suddenly had a feeling that if this guy didn't die, he might really be able to give him a pleasant surprise! (To be continued. If you like this work, you're welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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