Chapter 275 Exchange
Everyone rested for the night in Brak City.
Early the next morning, he took the X-1 biplane transport plane and returned to the capital.
When I got off the plane, the charming dim sunset fell on the surface of the Triumph Building, illuminating the outer wall like gold.
Ms. Teresa, the leader of the second team, has amazing execution ability. Without any delay, she went straight to Chairman Parra’s office, submitted documents and reported the situation.
Ji Lan and his party didn't wait long before they were called to the office, updated the "Investigation Book", and obtained the corresponding merits for this mission.
After a simple private communication, we learned that including Ms. Teresa, Maiev and others only had 200 merit points, but Gillan only got 400 merit points, accounting for the "big share" of the total 1,500 merit points.
However, the two groups of gravediggers, including Garnold and Kaya, were not dissatisfied with this result. In their minds, they should get more “guides”.
"Okay, the mission is over, let's go back and rest."
Ms. Teresa walked out of the office and smiled at the people on the bench in the aisle.
"The next mission is not confirmed yet, but it will probably not be too long... After all, there are more and more 'Night Monuments' in the empire."
As she said that, she shook her head.
"Yes, Ms. Theresa."
Everyone stood up, gave the lady an imperial salute, and immediately left the committee hall.
Only Jilan did not leave.
He took off his hat to Ms. Teresa, and then strode to the Generalissimo's office.
The lady looked at his back, smiled slightly, turned and left.
Tuk Tuk.
"Please come in."
The magnetic voice came from the chairman's office.
Ji Lan pushed the door open and politely closed the door.
"Jilan?"
Behind the curved desk, the white-haired old gentleman stopped writing with his pen, raised his eyes, and smiled at the young man:
" What's the matter?"
"Chairman Parra, I would like to exchange some knowledge with you."
Gilan walked to the desk and said solemnly.
The Armed Department of the Committee can only exchange some weapons and equipment, as well as various mysterious creations, and things such as knowledge blueprints are only in the hands of the Chairman.
"Oh?" Parra smiled. "What do you want to exchange for?"
"Secret skill!"
Jilan had already planned it and replied.
Parra looked at him, as if she had thought of something, and her eyes were surprised.
"Have you finished reading "The Theory of Balance"? Do you have any new ideas about the concept of 'Fusion Secret Technique'?"
"Well..." Gillan nodded. "So be it."
Hearing this, Parra became interested.
He turned the pen to close the lid and placed it gently on the table.
"Tell me about it."
"The reason why the four secret skills of the White Cross are difficult to fuse is probably because of the 'Bone Crushing'... The other three secret skills all belong to the type of amplifying one's body, except ' "Bone Crushing' is a kicking skill."
Jilan thought for a while and expressed his conclusion.
Para rubbed her chin and nodded slightly.
“I actually discovered this problem very early on.”
He sighed and said:
"But even if the 'Bone Broken' is removed and only the other three items are combined, it will be difficult to do... I even tried to replace the 'Bone Broken' with a brand new one The amplification secret skills still cannot be integrated."
"So I plan to exchange some kick skills with you."
Jilan said softly.
Pala was startled and laughed.
"I understand what you mean... It turns out that your goal is not to take out the four secret skills of the White Cross, but to take out the 'Bone Broken' alone and try to integrate it with other kicking skills?"
"Yes. Yes." Gillan sighed. "But I don't want to completely give up on the four secret skills of the White Cross. I just want to give the 'Bone Broken' a try. If I can successfully integrate the new kicking skills, it will prove that the chairman's idea is right."
" Hmm." Parra looked thoughtful. "It's a good direction... In the past, I seemed to have fallen into a blind spot in my thinking, always struggling to integrate the four secret skills of the White Cross."
He said, raising his hand.
There was a sound.
Red lightning bloomed and jumped in the palm of my hand.
Soon, two rolls of parchment tied with emerald green string appeared out of thin air in the old gentleman's hands.
He pushed him in front of Ji Lan again.
"This is a two-part exercise technique for calf and thigh exercises respectively. By practicing to the end, you will be able to master the corresponding two secret techniques."
Pala chuckled.
"Following the principle of equal exchange, 150 merits per roll...Give me your 'investigation book'."
Jilan quickly took out his investigation book and handed it over.
Pala took it, spread it out, picked up a precision seal covered with gear structures on the table, and stamped it on it.
Pop!
He flicked the seal with his fingers, and the mung bean-sized engraving head on it rotated on its own, making a clicking sound.
Parra pressed the switch, fixed it on the precise number, and continued to write another page in the investigation book.
Pop!
When the investigation book was returned, Jilan took it and took a look.
After deducting 300 merits, I still have 360 merits left.
"Go ahead. Look forward to your results, Gilan."
Parra waved her hand.
Jilan thanked him, picked up two volumes of secret skills, stood up and left.
Wait until the door closes again.
Pala's eyes still stayed at the door, she shook her head and sighed: "Amazing."
…
…When Gillan left the Triumph Building, it was already dark outside.
He drove back to Price Street, found a restaurant halfway, ordered a few dishes, and satiated his stomach.
Throwing down a dozen silver coins, leaving an empty plate on the table, he walked away under the surprised gaze of the waiter.
After returning to the rental apartment, Gilan simply washed up and put on a loose black silk nightgown. He sat at the desk in the master bedroom and read two volumes of parchment under the light of the desk lamp. content on.
Wow.
Jilan untied the string, flattened the parchment, and studied it carefully.
Both of these two body-building techniques have no names, and we don’t know where Para Celsus got it from, but we can judge from the ancient Xilu text above that they should belong to the ancient body-building techniques. A sort of.
Spending nearly half an hour, Gillan roughly read one of the parchments, and then practiced on the wooden floor of the master bedroom.
He followed the instructions of the exercise technique, using his toes to support the weight of his body, and then jumped in small steps at a faster or slower frequency.
Work with your breathing and tightening and relaxing your calf muscles.
Feel around and try.
When it was approaching midnight, Jilan felt that the muscles in his two calves were squirming and heating up.
He did not hesitate and shouted directly from the bottom of his heart:
‘Bailan! ’
The eyeball number "194" dropped to "144".
After consuming a full 50 points of mysterious energy, Jilan instantly practiced this body-building technique to the highest level, and mastered the secret skills hidden in it.
Pop! !
Gilan supported on one foot and raised his leg high.
The calf was like a soft whip, kicked in the air more than a dozen times in the blink of an eye, and the blurred afterimages were drawn.
Bang bang bang bang! !
Jilan retracted his legs and stood upright.
He nodded with satisfaction.
“This kicking technique is called ‘Meteor’. With the explosive power of the calves, you can kick like a storm in a short period of time, and you can accurately control the landing point of each blow.”
< br>Jilan tried to cast "Meteor" a few more times, then wiped his sweat, returned to the table, and continued to study another piece of parchment.
Time passes.
It’s past three o’clock at midnight.
He called "Beautiful" in his heart again. This time, the mysterious points still dropped by 50 points, leaving "94".
Gilan thus mastered another secret skill "the sharp axe"!
He took a step forward, raised his right leg, and a blurry afterimage flashed across his body. The legs were like sharp axes, kicked out horizontally, making a terrifying roar.
boom! !
Gilan put one foot on the ground, turned around twice, and used his waist strength and inertia to counterattack with another whip kick.
Boom! !
The momentum of the "Axe" kick is particularly shocking.
Based on Guilan’s estimation, this leg may be able to break a one centimeter thick steel plate!
Not long after.
He breathed calmly.
‘Bone breaking, shooting star, sharp axe… all three are kicking skills, and they focus on kicking, kicking and kicking respectively. ’
Jilan closed her eyes and concentrated on imagining the integration of the three into one. At the same time, it calls for "beautiful".
The colored number "94" flashes slightly, then dims to gray.
Above this, a translucent number "200" emerges.
"Huh?" Jilan opened his eyes and raised his brows. "It's feasible! But it requires 200 points of mysterious energy..."
He looked happy.
This result makes him particularly happy.
Because this shows that his idea is completely correct.
Only when the types and attributes of secret skills are similar and have complementary tendencies, then it will be easier to deduce "Beautiful" and fewer mystery points will be spent!
"Well..." Jilan lowered his head and pondered. "The mysterious energy is still too lacking. I have to find an opportunity to get in touch with 'Midnight Rose' to see if I can purchase new real film."
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< br>The last day of October.
Although the rare "long lens day" has come again, Gillan has no new film for viewing.
He simply walked out the door.
After driving to South Muse, stop at the door of the "Monastery of Our Lady" on St. Maud Street.
Cars are not uncommon in the empire at this stage, but the frequency of their appearance in South Muse is still relatively low. Therefore, when he got out of the car, Gilan, dressed in high-end black clothes and black hat, attracted many people around him. human gaze.
He turned a blind eye to this and walked straight into the monastery gate.
It was around ten o'clock in the morning, the morning sunlight was gentle and not dazzling, the birds in the courtyard were chirping and the flowers were fragrant, and the environment was quiet and soothing.
Poor people waiting for relief are queuing up in a long queue, either with numb faces or just communicating in low voices, waiting for the distribution of oatmeal and bread.
Among the nuns who were giving alms, Miss Sparrow was not seen.
Gilan strode across the long queue into the church, took out a "10" Caesar gold foil note, and threw it into the donation box.
Seeing this, a middle-aged nun sitting behind the porch gave Gilan a kind smile and whispered:
"Thank you, kind sir. May the Holy Mother have mercy on you."
Perhaps because she has been here several times, she recognized Gillan, pointed to the arched wooden door on the inside of the church, and said with a smile:
"Sister Aurora is studying in the quiet room. Do you need me to help you call her out?"
"Thank you." Gillan took off her hat.
The middle-aged nun nodded slightly, stood up, walked over, knocked twice on the wooden door, and whispered a few words.
Not long after.
The door opened from the inside, and a pretty but pretty Sparrow dressed in a black nun's robe came out.
She looked surprised when she saw the blond young man.
"Mr. Gillan!"
(End of this chapter)