Dragon-level powerhouse, no one survives... Even though he had already guessed in his heart, Jiang Bai's heart couldn't help but twitch when he heard this sentence. He thought he had long been accustomed to pain, but he forgot that he was still a mortal. "Lao Ma, teacher..." Faces flashed through Jiang Bai's mind, and then burst into bubbles. "Old horse——" "etc!" Jiang Bai was about to cry but stopped, and suddenly realized, "There are no survivors at the dragon level. What does Lao Ma have to do with this colored pen?" Although Lao Ma is nominally a second-generation Han Han, his actual combat prowess is terrible. Before Jiang Bai entered the special training camp, he could easily defeat Lao Ma with one hand.
Without any prejudice, Lao Ma is considered to have mid-to-lower combat power at the [Beast] level. Otherwise, he would not have become an instructor in the special training camp. Unless Lao Ma is hiding his trump card. Jiang Bai felt that Lao Ma didn't hide it. Thinking of this, Jiang Bai suddenly felt a lot more relaxed and took a long breath of relief. "They are nothing but beast-level beasts. They must be below the beast-level. If you say they are beast-level, wouldn't it be an embarrassment to the beast-level!" The shop owner on the side:... Dragon level, no survivors. Beast level, 95% mortality rate, below beast level, 80% mortality rate. Jiang Bai reduced everyone he cared about to below the beast level, giving them a greater chance of survival! "It's not that I'm bad, they are really bad at it. In the training camp, Lao Ma lost to Zhao Hao even if he had both hands and feet. I gave up six hands and six legs and didn't lose. If a horse is not a colored pencil, who is..." Jiang Bai was talking to himself here, but others couldn't relax. No matter who he was, everyone could hear his true intention, and no one chose to expose it. After devaluing all his familiar old friends below the beast level, Jiang Bai, who was satisfied, looked at Xiao Zhao again and asked, "Has Zhao Hao mentioned a training camp?" Xiao Zhao didn't expect that Jiang Bai was actually a classmate of Grandpa Zhao Hao, and it sounded like he had a nose and eyes! Without everything he had experienced before, Xiao Zhao would definitely have felt that Jiang Bai was bragging and would not have believed it. However, Nightingale personally identified Jiang Bai as the SSS-level wanted criminal puppet master. The shop owner confirmed that what they were in was just a historical scene. Jiang Bai smashed the white light with his divine appearance, and Captain Nightingale disappeared... In just a few minutes, Xiao Zhao's cognition had undergone earth-shaking changes before he was willing to say this. "No." Xiao Zhao shook his head and said frankly, "I don't have many opportunities to interact with Grandpa Zhao Hao. Many times he doesn't speak, and I don't dare to approach him. That drinking session was the most talkative time he ever had..."
Jiang Bai keenly captured the key points, "Drinking, who was he drinking with, and what kind of wine was he drinking?" "I don't know who I'm drinking with. I bought the wine specifically, a low-quality Erguotou worth 5 yuan a bottle, only 125 ml." Xiao Zhao recalled, "This wine has been discontinued a long time ago. The adults in the family said that before the production was discontinued, an elder in the family bought several tons of puree, filled it and stored it. One day, when Grandpa Zhao Hao wanted to drink, he put the wine in a nearby canteen. Sell..." After Zhao Hao became a dragon-level powerhouse, ordinary drinks had no meaning to him, and he couldn't even taste the spiciness. What's more, Zhao Hao, who was born in a distinguished family, has been exposed to the knowledge of Maotai-flavor technology or Maotai-flavor technology since he was a child. Even the ice cream he eats and the milk tea he drinks are all Maotai-flavored. At any other time, he would have never had the chance to come into contact with this low-quality Erguotou, let alone have any special feelings for it. Zhao Hao had one and only one opportunity to be exposed to this kind of Erguotou - the special training camp that year. "So, the person drinking with him is also a member of the special training camp?" From Xiao Zhao, Jiang Bai unexpectedly gained some information, but not much. "It's good that Zhao Hao is still alive..." With the information obtained from Xiao Zhao and the store owner, some of Jiang Bai's conjectures were verified. "The mortality rate during the third ebb of the mysterious tide is still very high. This means that the fourth ebb of the mysterious tide will still have a very high mortality rate. Even if it exceeds 50%, it will be a result that the world cannot bear!" The first three mysterious tides were a small fight, even if the extraordinary people died, it would not affect them. The fourth mysterious tide has awakened over 100 million superpowers in less than 200 years! When the tide recedes, the most terrifying thing is the annihilation of the top warriors! Without the top combat power to suppress the situation, it will be even more difficult for the surviving extraordinary people to give birth to new top combat power! "That's why this mirror was attempted!" Jiang Bai explained to the store owner, "If people can live in the mirror, it is equivalent to opening up a paradise, a refuge for people to take refuge, which can avoid the influence of low tide, or even the influence of mysterious tides!" In fact, everything is buried in the burial ground, and the shop owner can still retain his sanity after a thousand years, which has confirmed part of Jiang Bai's statement! According to the timeline, when the Mirror Attack occurred, the Fourth Mysterious Tide had already begun many years ago. Any organization and strong person must prepare for the ebb of the tide. No one knows the complete pattern of the mysterious tides, so if you make plans a day in advance, you will be more thorough. "Yes, but..." The shop owner was puzzled and said, "Even if the mirror wants to conduct shelter-type experiments, there is no need to use this method!"
"You don't understand." Jiang Bai shook his head and explained, "Not every plan can be approved openly, and not everyone is bound by morality and law. Once people have power, their ambitions will expand, and the threat of death may come at any time... A group of lunatics threatened by the fear of death? They can do anything." There was a similar organization in the third mysterious tide, but after several large-scale attacks, the already loose organization quickly disappeared. Jiang Bai suspected that such organizations had revived in the fourth mysterious tide. Jiang Bai even suspected that the Fourth Institute inherited the legacy of these organizations. In the style of the Fourth Institute, Jiang Bai saw the shadow of these lunatics. The shop owner found it difficult to accept this conclusion. "Just for an experiment, so many innocent people have to be killed?!" These people did not need to die. The duration of the fourth mysterious tide exceeded everyone's imagination. The so-called shelter plan became the disaster itself. Fate played a joke on everyone. What was even harder for him to accept was another thing. "This experiment failed!" "No..." Jiang Bai interrupted the shop owner, looking cautiously, "They may have succeeded, at least, in the eyes of ordinary people...successful." Before Jiang Bai finished speaking, the shop owner's face suddenly changed drastically. He realized only later that the surrounding environment was slowly changing! The number [18] on the wall shattered like a mirror! And inside the hot pot restaurant, the dark shadows were painted with colors bit by bit, as if they had walked out of a mirror and arrived a thousand years later! People's faces were full of shock and disbelief. They didn't know whether to be thankful for their survival or surprised that everything happened so suddenly. Only Jiang Bai and the shop owner looked at each other, and both of them looked particularly ugly. Things were not as simple as they thought. At this moment, the footsteps in the deepest part of the burial ground suddenly stopped. Then, a hoarse voice sounded. "Mission number: 016" "Execution progress: initial test failed, prohibited..." "Mission casualties: people" "......"
"Mission code: Mirror."