"Chen Xia."

"The E-level Nighthawk has just passed the test two days ago. His skill is Strength Blessing."

"So you just beat the C-level Pyro to death with your fists?!"

The intelligence officer who came to record the incident looked at the sixteen-year-old Chen Xia with an expression of disbelief.

Chen Xia nodded calmly, looked at Huo Ren's charred body, remained silent for a moment, and explained.

"People and their physiques cannot be generalized. I beat him to death in extreme anger."

The intelligence officer looked at Chen Xia with doubtful eyes. He really couldn't see that this sixteen-year-old boy could have such a strong power in his thin body, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

"As a "Nighthawk", the most important thing is to control your emotions. Even if anger becomes stronger, there is also the risk of going berserk. You should go to the headquarters for a physical examination later to see the changes in various values."

"Okay, okay." Chen Xia nodded and asked, "Then can I go back?"

He planned to sort out his understanding of the world, so that he would have peace of mind.

The intelligence officer agreed: "Yes, you can kill Pyro, which is not a small feat. You can then go to the headquarters to receive two bottles of enhancement potions."

"Yes." Chen Xia nodded and stopped staying. Following the memory given to him by the will of the world, he found his place in a detour.

Overpass.

There is a small quilt and a tattered mat underneath.

Only then did Chen Xia remember her own life experience.

He is an orphan. Because he was treated unfairly since he was a child, he is determined to be a partner of justice.

Just two days ago, he had just passed the test and joined Nighthawk, becoming the lowest e-class.

Nighthawk does not include food and accommodation.

Chen Xia touched the tip of her nose and sighed.

"It's better to go to the factory and drive screws."

This is the truth.

Chen Xia walked under the overpass and looked around. In fact, everything was quite complete, making it look like a small home.

There are tables, chairs and benches, and even a shabby rice cooker.

Just no electricity.

Chen Xia sat on the old mat and began to understand her situation.

The strength is 3.9, the realm is the fifth level of Qi training, and all the values ​​are pretty good.

True Dragon Qi 40/1000 (can only be used after fully integrating into the world.)

The content in the brackets is very interesting. Chen Xia must fully integrate into the world before he can use it. The condition for fully integrating into the world, according to Chen Xia's guess, is to play the role given to him by the will of the world.

I just don’t know how long it will take to fully integrate.

Chen Xia continued to look down, his expression suddenly startled, and he found something that surprised him.

Luck: 141.

The luck has not been weakened, it is exactly the same as before.

OK OK.

Chen Xia was very satisfied. This meant that he had an extra trump card and something that would surprise him even more.

It turns out that the spiritual energy of the martial arts Xiao Dongtian is still being infused into his body. Although it is only one percent, this is the spiritual energy of a small world.

And now Chen Xia's body is still very weak, so she can feel that she is slowly getting stronger all the time.

Chen Xia sat quietly, touched the tip of his nose, and began to think about the settings of this world.

People with superpowers should be regarded as beings of the technological side in the universe, the mecha sages, and the ancestors of quantum.

Is it reasonable for him, a cultivator of immortality, to fight against people on the technology side?

Chen Xia thought for a moment.

I feel like this is like being in Taihe.

As a cultivator, he could practice martial arts before, so why can't he do fire-breathing discharge now?

Chen Xia stretched, stood up from the mat, leaned against the wall, and looked outside casually.

This is a world of superpowers. Ever since the meteor fell, among every thousand people born in the new century, there will be one person with superpowers.

There are various types of superpowers, big or small, but there is a certain taboo. The more powerful the superpower user is, the more likely he is to become violent.

The "Nighthawks" created by the new government are different. They will use potions to enhance and control people with supernatural powers.

This is the lifting medicine.

People with superpowers who take enhancement pills can be calmer and more powerful.

However, Chen Xia felt that this method was not a good thing, and there was no reason to rely solely on taking drugs to become stronger.

If he can add points, he still has to practice on his own.

And do lifting drugs really have no side effects?

Chen Xia was skeptical, since he would definitely not drink it anyway.

Waiting for the sunset to pass by, the night to disappear, and the morning light to emerge.

Chen Xia has just spent one day in this world.

He could feel his connection with the world deepening a little bit.

Today is Nighthawk's gathering day, and Chen Xia is going to the new government headquarters in his area.

In order to act in harmony with his identity, Chen Xia went to the new government headquarters early. Before the door opened, he started chatting with the night shift security guard.

"Do you know the three rules of security?" Chen Xia asked.

The young security guard frowned, thinking this was a very interesting question. After pondering for a while, he looked directly at Chen Xia and said seriously.

“Help the delivery guy who placed his order.”

“It allows owners to speak freely.”

"Fight to the death when you encounter gangsters!"

Boy, it's all the other way around.

Chen Xia didn't know whether to praise or criticize for a moment. He was stunned for a moment before shaking his head and replied.

"You will never be a qualified security guard."

"Why?" the security guard asked in confusion.

No answer.

Because the door is open.

Chen Xia walked in, preparing to attend Nighthawk's gathering.

His clothes were a bit old, and because he hadn't received Nighthawk's uniform yet, he looked out of place with the others.

The figures walking around also cast strange glances at him.

Chen Xia remained motionless, standing lazily leaning against the wall. In his words, he was leaning against the wall and had a brain disorder.

"Chen Xia, right? Go put on this uniform first." An inspector came over and handed Chen Xia a set of clothes.

Chen Xia accepted it and went to the toilet to finish changing.

Nighthawk's uniform is a black suit with his own tag on the left chest to show his identity.

Chen Xia tied up her tie, put on size 43 black leather shoes on her size 42 feet, and walked out slowly.

The inspector glanced at him, nodded and said, "Yes, the clothes fit him well, and he looks handsome, but his temperament needs to be more energetic and not so lazy."

"Okay, okay." Chen Xia nodded perfunctorily, looked at the wall beside him, and leaned against it without thinking.

The inspector made the inspector laugh, then waved helplessly and said: "Okay, let's go to the meeting. You should be the only one left. I'll introduce myself later."

Chen Xia followed the guided path and arrived at a heavy door.

The door is ajar.

Chen Xia walked in slowly. In just a moment, he could feel several sharp eyes looking at him.

"Introduce yourself, newcomer." A teasing voice sounded.

Chen Xia walked up to the stage, looked at everyone, and said calmly.

"My name is Chen Xia. I am sixteen years old. I live directly under the Nantong Overpass. I am not married yet. I don't smoke and I only taste a little wine."

"You must go home before ten o'clock in the evening, sleep for ten hours every day, never stay up late, only stay up all night."

"My biggest wish is..."

When Chen Xia said this, a smile appeared on her lips, and her lazy voice was a little more serious as she said.

"No need to go to work, no need to study, just clothes to stretch out your hands, food to open your mouth..."

A voice of dissatisfaction came from below, "What kind of crooked idea are you talking about? Nighthawk is not this kind of organization. Please correct your attitude!"

Chen Xia's heart trembled, and she clearly felt the world's rejection. It must be that her words just now were not in line with her character.

So he slumped his face and said perfunctorily, as if he had lost all energy.

"My greatest wish is to become a partner of justice..."

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