Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 544 All forces

Chapter 544 All forces
“It’s that time again.”

The man stood with his hands behind his back, and the inner wall of the spiral tower was filled with countless medals and trophies.

They are flowing.

Around the central axis, the circular walls rotate silently. Those glittering entities representing the great journey of [Time Passage] in the past seem to have life, forming bizarre and different eyes, overlooking the tiny figures below in the eternal spiral.

The latter showed no fear.

He stared at the rotating wall, his sight fixed on one of them: a tall platinum trophy with a logo engraved with an extremely rare element.

【The First World Security Conference】

【champion】

Unfortunately, they haven't won the championship since the first session.

"It's a pity that we won't be as devoted to such a grand event as before." The man shook his head slightly: "Well, I'll do my best and have no regrets."

[Timed Pass], confirm participation.

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"The best security guard in the world? Every time I hear this, I find it too humorous!"

In the white space that is almost three times larger than a normal hotel bed, there is a "crocodile" that is also much larger than its peers.

The man was extremely strong, with thick hair, and his head was somewhat similar to that of a crocodile in terms of physiological structure, with strong skin clinging to the skull, narrow in front and wide in the back. Listening to the voice on the other end of the communication channel, he grabbed the ice cubes in the wine glass, his steel-like teeth exposed without concealment, and easily crushed the ice cubes made of pure water.

Compared with the other party's nearly three-meter-tall, iron-tower-like physique, the girls leaning on the side, all the compliments of "tall" and "voluptuous" that he had heard countless times in the past now became nonsense.

Noticing someone trembling unconsciously, the man laughed and grabbed the other person with his big hands that could wrap a basketball. He pressed his whole face against the other person as if he wanted to crush him.

"What are you afraid of? Are you worried that I'll eat you? Hahahaha! I don't have that kind of perverted hobby!"

The oppression from the fourth ring [Transcendence], which is greater than the gap between a tiger and a mouse and comes from the huge difference in life levels, spreads like a tsunami.

The tall woman who was a model had a remarkable mind and was able to make a name for herself in the turbulent entertainment industry. But under this oppression, she couldn't even utter a word.

That was not an intentional release.

Men just don’t hide it.

It's like a human encountering a tiger, an uncontrollable fear that comes from deep in the blood and passed down in genes for millions of years.

If she had not pursued excellence, she would have implanted a physiological adjustment module many years ago to regulate her physiological state. I'm afraid something indecent would have happened by now.

".I have no problem with your entertainment activities, but please don't let them interfere with your business."

The person on the other end of the line waited for more than ten seconds and realized that the other party had not finished yet, and his tone became obviously impatient.

"Let me be frank. The board's requirement for this conference is that we must at least make it to the top four."

"Hahahahaha! Top four! Why can't it be the champion!"

Another burst of exaggerated laughter rang out in the room.

The woman who had just been lifted up fell back onto the bed, shaking uncontrollably. His strong hands carelessly stroked her smooth white back, but in the eyes of the others, it was more like a person showing infinite tolerance to a pet when he was in a good mood rather than comforting her.

"That would be best." The other party said and hung up.

"Hehehehe. The World's No. 1 Security Conference"

The leaning woman fell down like ripe fruit, and the man stood up naked and strode to the French window - like the bed, the French window was much larger. This room should probably be in the giant country.

He grinned in a terrifying arc.

[Nanyu Heavy Industry], confirmed to participate.

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Noisy scene.

Flashing lights. Brilliant holograms.

Fanatic banner.

"Courage, perseverance, and wisdom."

In the center of the stage, a red shadow fell from the sky.

"Protect this world where love exists! Kill all the evildoers with your sword!"

The smoke slowly dissipated, and a warrior in crimson armor stepped out, took off his crimson helmet, revealing a young, handsome, yet resolute face.

"This is my way of the samurai!" The samurai shouted, "I am Tong Yuan Youyi!"

"Hehe, you want to monopolize the limelight?"

Suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air resounded. The exoskeleton armor, in silver and blue, with a fashionable shape that looked like it came from a stage play, soared into the sky from nowhere, performed an extremely difficult spin in the sky, and landed on the stage with a bang.

With a click, the cabin door opened and the young man adjusted his shirt with dignity.

"Maurice Antoinette."

"Love? Protecting the world? I'm not interested in that." He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, snorted, and his tone softened unconsciously: "But if this is your wish, I can give it a try."

After him, newcomers arrived one after another.

Xie Qingyu, a young knight in white who comes from a declining martial arts family and is determined to restore his family's glory and reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship; Julius Jasper, a legitimate son of a super financial group who condescends to experience the lives of ordinary people because he is curious about their lives; and Taki Ryocai, a poor detective who claims to be able to solve any case at a glance and whose profiling and deduction methods are like instinct.

Bartholomew, an orphan in the wilderness who has lived with wolves since childhood, is full of animal instincts but is willing to give everything for someone once he has chosen him; the current priest of the Jūkae Shrine, the soft-spoken, sickly and beautiful boy, Mimi Tōmizu; Albert Addison, a quirky scientific genius who has a passionate curiosity about the world and is extremely capable of doing things.
Fortunately, although it was a temporary structure, this open-air stage was large enough to accommodate all these people.

"Good evening, everyone—"

"We know that everyone must have a lot of questions, such as whether the rumor that we are participating in the world's number one security conference is true. Here, I just want to say one thing-"

The red-armored samurai, Tong Yuan Youyi, stood in the front of the crowd, laughing heartily at countless cameras. Behind him, the others cheered.

"——Please support us 'Seven Days and Six Paths'!"

The next second, the world was overturned by cheers.

【Dust Contract Generation】, confirmed to participate.

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"Very good, let me sort it out."

"You mean, let me join the Nine Imperial Defense and fight with you in this world's number one security conference."

"Yes."

“Is this a good thing?”

"I'll give you a salary and bonus. Isn't making money a good thing?"

"Haha. That's really too much. Do I have to call you CEO?"

"Hunting all the heroes in the world, isn't that attractive?"

"You'll hunt security guards all over the world, right?"