MTL - Heroic Death System-Chapter 2 It takes only 72 hours to fall in love with you.

In a spacious and bright room, a 30-year-old man stands behind his window and is silent.

He is about 192 cm tall, with a pretty figure, a pair of ice-blue eyes, a hidden man, a long brown hair straight down, and his tailored clothing will make his perfect body. The sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if it had been coated with a layer of gold yarn.

Gabriel looked at the man with a look of awe and admiration. He said in a hurry: "Lord Ravel, please transfer as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late."

Ravel looked up at him: "Why did Cage suddenly come to the Dragon Star?"

Gabriel’s eyes were excellent and he replied in a hurry: “I’m not very clear, but I’ve always heard that Cage complains that Tamar’s technology is backward and the environment is bad. He wants to go back to the Dragon Star.”

"So he is coming?" Ravel stared at Gabriel, not missing any trace of expression on his face.

Gabri was horribly stunned by him and couldn't help but bow his head.

Ravel asked again: "What kind of person is he?"

Gabriel’s expression was hesitant, and seemed to be considering whether to answer it.

When Ravel saw him like this, he couldn’t help but say: "Although you are only the adopted son of General Utre, but in terms of identity, it is generally the same as Cage, so there is no need to be scrupulous."

Gabriel bit his teeth and said: "Cage's character is a bit arrogant, and usually idle, bullying and hard, the wind rating in Tema Star is not very good."

Ravel looked down and meditated and did not continue to ask questions.

Gabriel looked at him and couldn't help but remind him again: "Lord Ravel, I hope that you will be ready to evacuate tonight, Cage... Cage, he estimates that he can't even beat a day."

Ravel waved: "I have a few in my heart, let's go out first."

Gabriel still wants to say something, but after being swept away by the cold eyes, he can no longer speak, and can only helplessly withdraw from the room.

At this time, Ravel's deputy, Kahn walked in and handed him a message with a serious expression: "General, what should we do next? Do you want to send someone to Cage..."

Kahn made a "kill" posture.

"The military is tight inside and there is no chance to start." Ravel said as he looked through the information.

"What should I do?" Cruise was able to hold power for so many years because they controlled the planet's most advanced brains and huge machine corps. It took the volunteers more than a decade to infiltrate the inner layers of technology. Now they only need to give them two days to gain control of the brains and the machine corps. Although it is only two hours, it is enough to change the situation.

Seeing success soon, it was disrupted by Cage. However, he is still the son of General Utrecht. If the plan is to be destroyed in his hands, the generals will know what to do, and I am afraid that it will be painful.

“Are you ready to evacuate?”

"No." Ravel sighed. "As long as we have a slight change, we will be suspected by them immediately. Instead of showing a horse in a panic, it is better to win the battle and win the battle in the best condition. Maybe there is still a line. vitality."

Although the heart has almost confirmed that this change will end in failure, but his face does not show the slightest anxiety.

This calm expression also made Kahn calm down.

He sighed: "I only hope that the young master can hold on for two more days."

Ravel faintly said: "You know the military, even if it is me, I am afraid I can only choose to commit suicide."

Kahn showed a helpless expression.

Ravel said again: "Look at Gabriel and let him stay in the house. Don't go out. Since he and Cage have already broken into this beach, then no one wants to go back."

There is still 60 hours to gain control. At this time, in the underground cell of the military department, there are several virtual screens that slowly move in front of each other, and the image data of various characters are displayed one by one.

"Cage, look closely, are there any of these people you know?" said Chato, who was in charge of the trial. "As long as you identify one, we will meet your requirements. For example, enjoy a meal or a cup of fragrant tea." ""

It’s still a long time since I was caught, and it’s been a dozen hours. It is the time when the body and spirit are extremely exhausted. However, it is still possible to uphold the belief of early death and early support, and disdain their temptation.

However, he is really hungry...

Chato is not in a hurry. He displays these images not only for the convenience of Cage, but also for detecting his brainwaves and heart rate. Generally, when you meet a familiar person, there will be some fluctuations in your emotions. As soon as they appear, the instrument will capture them immediately. Moreover, under the stimulation of sensitive agents, the awareness is greatly improved, which will make this fluctuation more obvious.

However, after ten minutes, the images have been rotated for several rounds, and the expressions and emotions of the still-previous still have not changed abnormally, as if he did not know these people at all.

It can be said that he is really not knowing one.

The system thief is fine, although he is provided with the basic information of the world, but the relevant person information, all of them are crossed by the circle, even the name and appearance of the protagonist, he can not recognize it.

However, he would be very happy, while watching the images, while secretly commenting on each person's face value.

Chato began to see him staring at someone and looked at him more. He asked, "Have you seen him?"

Can still say: "It looks good."

Chato: "..."

Then there were several similar situations. One of them was the image information of Chato. It could be watched for a few seconds. It was straightforward to see that the face was stiff and the heart said that this guy is not going to pull him back.

The person next to him who was in charge of the trial did not look at Chato with a look, and then asked: "Cage, is there any problem with this person?"

"It's very problematic." Still can answer seriously.

tmD, really intend to pull him back? Chato stared at the still in the cell. As soon as he dared to say a filthy word, he immediately let him taste the taste of electroacupuncture points.

I can still go on and say: "This person is the one who is the most singular of the people I have just seen."

puff! Several people in the interrogation room couldn’t help but laugh. Of course, in addition to Chato. He coldly said: "Cage, at this time you still have a leisurely joke?"

No way, time is too difficult. Still can only take them as a pastime, maybe they are not a smooth, send a big move to let him die back.

The person in the interrogation room admired the boy a bit. In this case, he was so calm and seemed to be ready to meet the death. They have seen too many people who have been subjected to torture. They are really calm, or they are forced to wear it. They can see it at a glance. When I first caught the boy, everyone thought he was just a vanity bag. Now it seems that they have all looked away.

But it doesn't matter, the real good show is just beginning.

Chato decided to give up the psychological war of killing time and use the punishment directly. He would like to see how hard this guy is.

How hard it is, he doesn't know it himself, but when the body is passed by an electric current, he just wants to die right away.

Because the sensitivity is improved, the torturer reduces the intensity of the shock in order to avoid being burned to death. But this is still a terrible torment for the pervasiveness that has never experienced such pain.

[Perfect emoticon package is automatically unlocked, confirm binding. The sound of the system is introduced into the brain.

He was fixed in the chair at the moment, his body trembled slightly, and he should have been very embarrassed, but he saw his eyes sag, his eyelashes fluttering, his lips biting, and the short blond hair fluttered in a flashing arc, the light blue light would His skin is so transparent that there is a fascinating beauty.

mD! Still can't help but burst into a foul mouth. Do you dare to give something practical? Even if his expression is broken, he doesn't care!

People in the interrogation room saw this scene, and at the same time, a thought flashed in the brain: this guy is so beautiful! The current seems to ignite the beauty of his hidden...

After dozens of seconds, the electric shock is over, but the trembling can be stopped. The whole body is weak, the face is pale and snowy, and the skin of the body has a burning mark. The blood vessels shrink into a net shape and look like a tattoo, but the strange thing is There is not much damage on the face.

"Cage, how do you feel?" Chato asked with a sneer.

feel? That is really desire, immortality, desire, and death. It was still possible to squint at the center of the center. This eye was full of smoke and smoke. The people in the interrogation room were separated from each other, and they were able to accelerate their heartbeat.

This enchanting! If he is not the son of Utrecht, it is sure to have a taste in his own home.

Where can I know the psychology of this group of people, and I don’t know that I have already evoked their desire to abuse.

Still can't wait to catch a breath, a few robotic arms on the back of the chair, violently tearing the clothes out, revealing a large piece of skin on the chest.

What is this going to do? The horrified expression once again delighted everyone in the interrogation room.

Chato said: "I propose to convene all the middle and upper-level officers to observe the scene. During the trial, let the brains pay close attention to their micro-expressions."

His proposal was approved by most people, and the application was approved only a few minutes after the report.

Subsequently, hundreds of pelagic officers joined the video terminal of the interrogation room to watch the interrogation process.

Ravel didn't expect to see General Utre's son in this situation. He was only in his early twenties, his appearance was beautiful, his body was thin, his eyebrows were exhausted, but his eyes were full of charm.

Recalling Gabri's evaluation of him, and seeing him again at this moment, Ravel thinks that Gabriel's words do not seem to have much credibility.

He sat in the chair, his hands clasped, and staring quietly at the boy on the screen, with no waves in his eyes.