She has hundreds of thousands of supernatural powers, but she always says she is weak.

Chapter 398: The Invasion

Zuo Xiuyan believes that he doesn't need to hide everything, but he also can't reveal everything.

It is best to keep the information in a "fuzzy yet real" state.

To say a high score, it doesn’t need to be much worse than the original, just one point is enough. And adding up and down ranges makes it easier to increase the authenticity.

Team Meng must have another scoring system, and this combination will definitely make the total score slightly more balanced.

Zuo Xiuyan will always hide himself.

Hide a lot from the enemy and very little from friends.

Her biggest trump card is that people can never figure her out.

"The highest difficulty is 8.8 points..." Meng Xiyue thought to herself, "The final stage should give her 7.6 to 8 points."

"It was more dangerous before, but she didn't have any serious injuries, so she couldn't reach that high. The maximum score is 8.3."

"Minus the possibility that she overestimated the enemy, on average, the battle difficulty should be around 7.8."

"This is Zuo Xiuyan's true strength."

Xu Yan, who has just reached the third level, can match the strength of four or five psychics of the same level. He will have no problem jumping over a large level and fighting against people at the third level of Tuobian.

Meng Xiyue's mentality was quietly changing again. From the first time they met, she always thought that Zuo Xiuyan was a man of strength and potential, and she admired and recognized him as an elder does a younger generation.

But after watching the game and evaluating it, she trusted Zuo Xiuyan more and more. He had become a teammate who could fight side by side with her and was equally matched with her.

It's not about who leads whom, but the real cooperation of two captains! And the captain can crush the strength of a five-man team of the same level.

Without saying a word, Meng Xiyue stretched out her hand, Zuo Xiuyan took it and held it tightly, and the two of them appeared again.

They stopped three seconds later and stood in an open space surrounded by bungalows, which just framed a relatively hidden corner that could be easily overlooked if not paying attention.

"Here is the key." Meng Xiyue said.

A cool breeze suddenly blew through Zuo Xiuyan's mind, and the purple mist representing the "origin of sadness" in the sea of ​​stars surged violently.

She wanted to eat... This was the devouring desire that came from encountering a lower-level origin of the same kind.

If the origin she encounters is more advanced than hers, it will have negative effects, such as being suppressed and wanting to stay away.

Obviously, this is not the target they want to contain, but a very small part split from the original body of the "Lock Picking Company".

Whether it is the "origin" or the "key" or any other name, the thing is the same.

Zuo Xiuyan looked down at his feet, sensing the vibrations coming from there.

I learned from Captain Meng that the lock-opening company had scattered the parts to various places.

Each one can be considered as a power station.

They are mainly found in city centers, absorbing spiritual energy from the crowds.

But this will soon reach the upper limit of the parts' capacity, and too much energy will increase the fluctuations, making them easy to detect and thus expose.

So the enemy's solution is to transfer the overflow to another place, that is, to idle parts in the suburbs that absorb almost no energy.

The parts are connected point by point to form branches, and finally form a circulating spiritual network that balances energy.

Although the shape is irregular, all the energy will be transmitted to the main body for use by the locksmith company.

The position of the subject is not fixed, it can be moved at will, and it is well hidden by the other side.

So they need to work with Sun Mu and transmit specific fluctuations in a special way to make the line collapse at the right time.

At that time, a part of the line will form fluctuations that sometimes rise and sometimes fall, and flow all the way to the main body, causing violent shocks to erupt inside it.

As for Sun Mu, having locked onto the main character, he ambushed in a relatively precise range. As long as he captured the vibration, he would be able to know the exact location of the main character.

Time is limited and there is only one chance, so it must be resolved within two minutes.

Zuo Xiuyan covered the area more than ten meters below with her spirit, and her spirit slowly penetrated in, moving towards the "key" like a net.

After a few seconds, the spirit touched a strong energy. The shape was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, like a vase.

The key is the transmission point, which can only be hacked to upload the "virus".

But it is also a sensitive bomb that will self-destruct at the slightest stimulation.

If it is destroyed, the enemy will just lose a node, which will not have a big impact on the overall mental network.

But because she had no access point, her plan was bound to fail, and all the efforts made by her and the bureau would be in vain.

Zuo Xiuyan was extremely careful and used her mind to slowly wrap it around the edge.

It is like passing a very fine thread through the hole of a needle; even the tiny hairs on the thread cannot touch the edge of the hole.

In some ways, it's even more tense than fighting.

The sweat from the fight just now hadn't subsided yet, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared again.

She even slowed down her breathing unconsciously, and time seemed to stretch out.

Thirteen seconds... Twenty-four seconds...

After wrapping everything, the whole thing looked like a vase-shaped thick ball of thread. Zuo Xiuyan checked carefully to make sure nothing was missing. He nodded to Captain Meng and condensed a single spiritual thread in the air in front of him.

Meng Xiyue also condensed a spiritual thread and reached towards it.

The two thread ends split into several smaller threads, like an octopus, which slowly connected together as they entangled with each other.

The moment they touched, the slight numbing sensation gave my spirit a shock, just like static electricity suddenly generated when two people wearing sweaters touch each other.

All the lines began to converge and finally formed a complete line.

The spiritual fluctuations of the two people are imitating each other, just like everyone's voice is different, but they can sing the same tune.

During the adjustment period, their external fluctuations became almost the same.

Zuo Xiuyan controlled the fused thread and flew towards the ball of thread on the key, slowly merging into the edge of the tail.

Her spiritual threads began to shrink little by little to make room, and Meng Xiyue's spirit filled the gap. The control requirements required by the other party were still the same, so she had to be extremely careful.

One in front and one behind is to ensure stability during contact.

If the two people were to fuse together directly around the key, the "static electricity" generated would directly detonate the bomb.

The two men retreated and advanced one at a time, and soon each took half of the thing.

They saw mental images in their minds. There was an outermost mental image, like a painting melting in water, constantly twisting and changing. That was the mental protection set up by the enemy to protect the key.

And the mental image in the middle, stable and unchanging, as thick and distinct as a branch, is the spiritual core of the key itself.

Sometimes a string of electrocardiogram-like lines flash by, which is the spirit flowing between the keys.

The three are stacked together, like a complex circuit board, one covering the other.