"Just kidding, I'm only at level C, but I don't know what level B is. I have the ability of the mental genus, and my characteristics are often more resistant to the same attributes."

Lang Ren waved his hand and said that what he said was fake.

Tang Yuan curled his lips and found that he could just listen to this person's words, and he could not take it seriously.

"I got the body of a stinger who was a stinger. The goods were received very much. Thank you, but I have to avoid accidents. I have to let someone carry it back."

Tang Yuan started the watch, took photos from several angles, and asked Lang Ren.

"By the way, when you killed it, did you notice what level of vitality it is?"

Langren recalled and replied: "About D-level."

“Class D?”

"Yes, it's incredible? Its mental power is close to level B, but the feeling of my subordinates and the breath it leaks are indeed at this level."

Tang Yuan was shocked by a lot of words today, and this news could only make him raise his eyebrows.

"It's worthy of being a controlled race..."

He nodded and carefully examined the hole caused by Lang Ren on the body.

"Empty?... Forget it."

Tang Yuan did not ask questions. Combined with the death breath exposed by Lang Ren before, this destructive nature may be the opponent's main ability.

Langren stood on the street and looked at the direction of the sea. The street was full of collapsed building ruins. Langren was standing on the ground and could not see the sea in the distance. However, in some ruins, Langren felt a little bit of a scent of the scented fish.

"What are you going to do next? Waiting for news here?"

Langren refers to the news about the prosecutors of the previous teams.

"Are you going to the coastline? I'll go with you."

Tang Yuan answered.

"Are you sure? The opponent's D-level fishman can affect your consciousness. If there are C-level and B-level people, you may not be able to go back alive."

Langren asked with some doubt.

Tang Yuan's face froze when he heard Lang Ren's words, and then hesitated again.

"You stay here, I'll check the situation. If you're for information, I'll pass it to you."

Langren persuaded him that if he followed him, there would be something wrong with him on the road, and he would give him nothing after acting for so long.

"But you don't have a communicator like a watch, right?"

Tang Yuan was moved, but looked at Lang Ren's empty wrist and asked in surprise.

"...Well, I'm poor, I didn't buy it, otherwise you lend me one, and you prosecutors should have something to contact urgently, right?"

"To be honest, you shouldn't be so poor at this level, right?"

Tang Yuan scratched his head, untied his watch, set some things before throwing them to Langren.

"It's video mode. Let me remind you first. This is delayed broadcast. It takes about ten seconds. If you don't want to be recorded, you can hide it yourself. Press the green button to start recording."

Lang Ren raised his eyebrows and looked at Tang Yuan, and was urged by him.

"Although I don't know what you think or what you want, you helped me a lot. What I need is the branch situation of the Fried Fishman on the coastline. It's better to have other information. This information is very useful to the reinforcements behind us. If you can help me complete it, I can help you in the best of my ability."

Tang Yuan looked at Lang Ren's eyes and augmented some of his tone in the four words he could.

"That's enough."

Lang Ren nodded, followed Tang Yuan's instructions to stop the watch from the clothes on his chest, and opened his breath with a knife, turning it into a black shadow and running out.

"Delayed broadcast...it should be a transmission to his so-called command room? The headquarters of the procuratorate? What if he cares about it..."

Lang Ren sneaked in the shadows, and when he passed through a ruin, he picked up a piece of red cloth from the ground and covered it on his face, avoiding accidentally spreading his appearance.

He is now a dead person in Fun Fengzhou. If this video has the opportunity to be passed on in the future, he can also avoid a lot of trouble.

Because he wanted Tang Yuan to help him fake his identity and recommend him to enter the military district, Lang Ren did not intend to take pictures of useless things. On the contrary, he wanted to take pictures of more useful things.

But the more useful this video is, the greater the possibility of spreading it to other continents. Lang Ren did not trust the upper class of the human race, so he decided to only use swordsmanship and boxing in this shooting.

The exposure of swordsmanship is nothing. Only a few acquaintances in Fengzhou who can recognize his swordsmanship are mocked. They don’t want to show up. Even if they know that it is themselves, they may meet in a few days at most, which is harmless.

"Okay, start hunting."

After Lang Ren pressed the recording button with one hand, the running figure disappeared into the shadow in vain.

Shadow sneaks!

This is a skill that Lang Ren learned from the witch's combat memory, allowing himself to hide in the shadow perfectly. However, Lang Ren does not have the special abilities of the witch's, so this ability will be discounted for him to use only mental power.

"In the judgment of the effectiveness of thinking, the mental power gap between the two sides is too large, and the effect is exempted."

Lang Ren paused, and a crack was cracked in his neck, and a small ink-colored tentacle was poked out.

"Hmph, after eating your brain, you can sense this fishy smell."

Langren walked through the ruins with a knife and stopped at a corner.

The little tentacles swayed and sensed the smell, waiting for the arrival of the target.

"Here you come!"

The long blood rust sword flashed with a cold light. The next moment, the whole knife was strangely immersed in the air, as if it had lost most of its blade body.

The ripples quickly appeared in the shadow. A few seconds later, the fishman's water hidden ability disappeared. The fishman widened his blue-black eyes and looked at Lang Ren's hand holding the knife in disbelief. Before the side line could flash, Lang Ren cut half of his body with a knife and died directly.

In order to avoid zombie fraud, Lang Ren cut off the fish man's head with a knife, and an inch of black blade appeared in the center of his left palm. When he pressed the fish man's head with one palm, the gun blade composed of tentacles penetrated the fish man's skull, quickly absorbing the fish brain tissue and throwing it away.

"Well--"

The violent fishy smell made his throat twitch, and a nausea sensation surged up. Lang Ren had to block his arms on his lips.

‘Just get used to it, just get used to it…’ Langren comforted himself.

“Get experience: 78”

“Symbiosis Brain Strengthening: 4114”

Seeing that the second turned into the fourth, Lang Ren cheered up and hid in the darkness again, heading towards the coastline, hunting all the fishmen he encountered on the way.

Back at the time when Langren started recording, the communication terminal in the basement of the Procuratorate was connected by a video from the Consular Prosecutor Tang Yuan.

The lineman thought it was reporting the news from the power station, but after connecting it, he found that the light in the screen was very dim.

"What?"

The picture trembled slightly, and the surrounding ruins showed that this was not a safe place.

At this time, it was another connection, but it was an emergency connection, and the signature was Tang Yuan.

"Consul Tang, what happened to you?"

After connecting, the lineman asked, at this critical moment, Tang Yuan, as the consul of the Procuratorate, would not be happy at this time.

“…Is the video connected?”

Tang Yuan's voice came over.

"Yes, but there is nothing on the picture, it's pitch black, it seems to be going somewhere, now it's stopped."

"Back up the video in real time, let the parsing station analyze the signal coordinates, and at the same time mark all the next screen into the coordinate map, so that no information in the video needs to be missed."

Just as Tang Yuan finished saying this, the lineman had already sent the video signal to the analysis station behind him, and at the same time conveyed Tang Yuan's order.

The analysis station is temporarily analyzing the photo data of the fishman's corpse that Tang Yuan had just sent back, and suddenly a video pops up on the screen.

A knife in the darkness cut a large piece of the fishman's body without leaving any traces played in front of the analyzer's eyes. The fire shone on the fishman's corpse and the internal organs covered with the ground. The sticky luster almost made the analyzer vomit.

"This is a friend of mine who helped me spy on the coastline. You try your best to analyze everything and it is useful... No, after you parse the signal coordinates, send the video directly to the Order Military Camp."

Tang Yuan originally wanted them to analyze and send useful things to the subsequent support troops. Considering that they also had to receive all the prosecutor information from the entire city and command the inspection team that had just been sent to the power station, it might not be too late to go in time.

So he decided to share the picture directly with the Order Army Camp so that they could find useful things themselves. Perhaps this is the most efficient way to do it at present.

Not long after, the Pioneer Army, who were speeding towards Quanwan City, received the transfer from its headquarters. At this time, there was a picture of the front line, and the Pioneer Army was also the one who needed such news the most.

The timeline returned to Langren. He didn't know how many people were about to go to the front line watching his assassination. He now only felt that his nose was full of fishy smell. Even the life-protecting breathing that restored his life state could not solve this problem.

He now regrets that he didn't ask Tang Yuan for more compressed sugar. Although it cannot eliminate the fishy smell tasted by the symbiotic brain, the neutralization of the taste buds can also slightly relieve the smell.

A few drops of blood dripped from the tip of Langren's knife. While the value of the karma fire increased, a few more rust spots that were invisible to the naked eye appeared on the blade.

He gasped and looked at the corpse of the fishman on the ground, hesitating whether to absorb brain tissue. Lang Ren had a premonition that if he absorbed this way, he would definitely feel nauseous.

This is a detriment to the character he wants to create!

"Don't worry! I'm a man and I just grill the fishman to eat!!"

Langren was so angry that he couldn't find anything to neutralize his taste. He had to hurry up and go to the coastline. In an emergency, he could only grill the fishman!

The swords were flying, and Lang Ren neatly cut off one of the fishman's arm, cut off the scales and fish skin several times, picked the fish along the texture of the muscles and then skewed on the knife, and the fire of karma gushed out of his palm and quickly baked it at high temperature.

Before more than half a minute was spent, under Langren's control, the fish quickly roasted the fish and emitted a burst of fragrance.

Langren bite it in one bite—

“…It smells so good!”

The command center several kilometers away and even the vanguard army dozens of kilometers away saw Lang Ren's position and started to retching.
Chapter completed!