Enchanted City of Strange Beasts

"Bang--" Officer Huang fired three shots in an instant, but because the frequency was too fast, Gao Yang only heard one gunshot. At the moment the gun went off, three splashing sparks appeared in the air two meters away from Officer Huang. He had knocked down the three daggers that were attacking him. However, the daggers were just a feint. Officer Huang was startled, and a black shadow had already charged at him from the left without his noticing. "Swish--" A sharp white knife light flashed. Officer Huang managed to take out his handgun to defend himself In an instant, but the handgun was like soft clay, instantly cut in half, and at the same time, two of his fingers were also cut off like scallions. Half a second later, Officer Huang's head was about to be separated from his body. But this scene didn't happen. The narrow and sharp Tang knife rested against Officer Huang's Adam's apple without chopping it off,a small amount of blood oozed from the c***k in the man's Adam's apple, which was injured by the powerful knife energy. Qing Ling withdrew the knife and took two steps back: "You're not a Chen." Officer Huang covered his bleeding fingers, and the pain made his face pale, but he didn't panic or fear: "How did you know?" "If you were a Chen, you would have chosen to use your arms to defend against my attack in the last second." Qing Ling gently wipe the bloodless blade with her finger, and the Tang knife folded and disappeared in her hand. "They are very confident in their bodies, which is an instinctive reaction. Humans are different. Humans will choose to use what they think is a solider object to defend against my chopping." "That's right, I'm also an awakener." Officer Huang smiled: "Thank you for not killing me." ... At 2:00 a.m., in the Shanjing District, at the emergency building of the Third Hospital. Officer Huang's fingers had been reattached and bandaged, and Gao Yang and Qing Ling were waiting in the lobby. Officer Huang walked out of the hospital, smiling: "Tomorrow I will write a report that you two were robbed by street thugs, and I came to your aid and was injured accidentally." Gao Yang and Qing Ling looked at each other, not saying a word. Officer Huang added: "Are you hungry? Let's go and eat something." ... The three went to a spicy hot pot stall at a late-night snack stand near the hospital. In an inconspicuous alley, there was a small blue tent with a cart underneath it, equipped with a spicy hot pot and a small liquid propane tank. The dim yellow light and the delicious food made it a warm corner in the cold city. The boss was a sixty-year-old man, full of energy and speaking with great vigor. "Officer Huang is here! Oh, what happened to your hand!" "Work injury." "It's really not easy for you in this line of work. So you can't drink today." "Yes, everything else is the same as before." "Okay." The uncle got busy, and then looked at Gao Yang and Qing Ling: "What would you two like to eat?" Qing Ling looked expressionlessly at the menu, thinking quickly: "One string of mushrooms, one string of winter melon, one string of potatoes, one string of cabbage, one string of fish balls, one string of crab sticks, one string of oil gluten, one serving of tomatoes, and one serving of sweet potato vermicelli. Add spicy." Gao Yang was shocked. She's really not polite. Then I'll just follow suit. "The same as her." The three of them sat side by side by the small cart, burying their heads in the delicious spicy hot pot. Officer Huang looked very satisfied: "Yeah, the feeling of surviving a near-death experience is great. I thought I would never be able to eat this again." Qing Ling didn't speak, concentrating on biting the potato. Gao Yang was cautious, "Officer Huang, let's not talk about these things in public." Officer Huang looked up and glanced at the old man who was cooking the meat: "It's okay. Uncle Liu is a lost one. He will automatically ignore the content he doesn't want to hear, right, Uncle Liu?" Uncle Liu raised his head: "What's wrong?" "I said today's pig lungs are very crispy. I'll have another serving." "Okay." Uncle Liu happily laughed. Gao Yang finally felt relieved: "Did you deliberately test me and Qing Ling today?" Officer Huang's smile was a little helpless, "I knew you were an awakener long ago, but I didn't expect your girlfriend to be one too." "It's not my girlfriend." Qing Ling finished eating the potato chips and started to eat the fish balls. "Remember the mentally ill person I killed that day?" Officer Huang asked. "yes." How could it be possible to forget? If it weren't for him, there wouldn't be all these troubles now. "He was also an awakener." Officer Huang looked regretful, "But he was completely exposed and had no hope. Instead of letting him be tortured to death or eaten by the Chen beast, it would be better to send him on his way." Gao Yang didn't speak. "That brother's talent is [Smell], with the serial number 175. He can distinguish the smell of the beasts, so he lived in fear all day long and eventually had a mental breakdown." Officer Huang stared at the steaming spicy hot pot, waiting for the upcoming pig lungs, "He smelled that you were human at the first time and told you to run. If I didn't shoot him, I'm afraid it would implicate you." "..." Gao Yang's voice tightened. "It should be. We are all in the same boat." "You mentioned talents earlier," Gao Yang licked his lips, "Are the talents of every awakener different?" *"Of course." Officer Huang said, "My talent is [Gun God], with the serial number 41. I am proficient in firearms, accurate in every shot, and have extremely fast shooting speed." "What about my talent?" Gao Yang deliberately asked. "You have always been reserved, and I don't have the talent of investigation, how would I know?" Officer Huang laughed. "Oh." "Your girlfriend's talent should be [Metal], with the serial number 20. She can control any metal element." "It's not my girlfriend." Qing Ling finished eating the fish balls and started to eat the mushrooms. Officer Huang couldn't help but look at Qing Ling enviously, "In addition, she should also have the talent of [Sword God], with the serial number 32. With her swordsmanship and destructive power, she is definitely not an ordinary person." "Can you have several talents?" Gao Yang asked. "Once humans awaken, they will immediately have a talent. They can also gain another one later on, but I haven't figured out the method and rules of comprehension yet." "How do you know so much about talents?" Gao Yang was very puzzled: Could it be that Officer Huang also has a system? That shouldn't be the case. "I have lived longer than you and am a police officer, so I have more channels to access information." Officer Huang smiled, "In fact, I have seen the complete list of talent sequences before. Based on my current experience, I believe the information on that sequence list is true and***" "How many talents are there in total?" Qing Yang finished eating the fish balls and started to eat the cabbage. "There are a total of 199 serial numbers. In theory, the smaller the number, the stronger the talent." Officer Huang couldn't help but look at Qing Ling enviously: "You are very strong." Gao Yang's heart broke: I'm number 199, at the bottom, no wonder I have no sense of existence.How can this be considered lucky? Qing Ling put down the chopsticks holding the cabbage, "Give me the sequence list." ‘’No sequence list." Officer Huang pointed to his head: "It's all in here." "Then tell me ." "Tell you guys," Officer Huang smiled faintly, "it's not impossible." "You have conditions?" Gao Yang guessed. "Of course, there is no free lunch in the world." Officer Huang smiled meaningfully, "Except for this spicy hot pot."