When the drill torch exploded violently, the screen in the command hall also showed a dazzling flame. However, five seconds later, the transmission signal on the screen was cut off with a click, replaced by countless jumping pockmarks.
"What's going on?" The marshal immediately reprimanded the staff at the control panel.
"There's no point in asking him."
Julie, who was sitting on the sofa, spoke unhurriedly. "If my guess is correct, that laborer took advantage of the interval between the explosions to sneak behind your subordinate and destroy his ion scanning eye."
"This..." The marshal and Vader were instantly flabbergasted.
Julie said indifferently, "Since that laborer can kick away such a cumbersome drill torch, then he must have the strength to go around to the back of your subordinate. Who knows, he might have already cut off the battery in the back seat. If your subordinate wants to live, it's best to remove the armor."
She seemed to be talking to herself, but in fact, she was questioning the two managers. When did such a powerful person appear among the laborers of Black Gold Base?
Vader had already stood up and said respectfully, "Miss Julie, I can guarantee that this Ding Meng is definitely an ordinary laborer."
Julie simply ignored his feeble explanation. "Let's take a look at this person's details."
The wristwatch lit up again, and the information on it was refreshed line by line.
Name: Ding Meng;
Gender: Male;
Age: 20 years old;
Serial Number: F3-8028;
Origin: Linda Department — TOP45 — Camp 88, NF District of the Bramble Planet;
Delivery Ship: Xinda Aerospace Co., Ltd. 98, Transport Ship 566B;
Acceptance Location: Black Gold Base;
Recipient: Raiding Mercenary Corps No. 8;
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Events: None;
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When he saw that the row of information on the event column was actually "None", Vader finally realized what he had overlooked.
The event column usually recorded the laborer's important past experiences. Take the machine gun as an example: robbery, arrest, trial, prison break, re-arrest, involvement in a murder in prison... a series of important events were accurately recorded by the relevant organizations of the Federation. Especially the dark history, it was impossible to erase it even if you wanted to.
As long as it was within the jurisdiction of the Federation, not to mention workers, as long as it was an individual, there would be a record in his event column.
Of course, there were also a small number of workers whose event columns were completely blank. Those people were the mentally handicapped people who were sent to the rehabilitation base the moment they were born. Was this Ding Meng a mentally handicapped person?
All the signs indicated that Ding Meng was not a criminal, but had a suspicious background.
Julie also stood up slowly and said with a solemn expression, "I actually hope that this Ding Meng has deliberately concealed his background."
The marshal hesitated and said, "Miss Julie, do you mean... Ding Meng is really an ordinary laborer?"
Julie turned her head and stared at Vader. "Then we'll have to ask Officer Vader if Ding Meng has shown any unusual behavior during his stay here.
For example, did Ding Meng have such good skills before? "
"Absolutely not!" Vader replied resolutely.
Julie continued to ask, "Are you sure?"
Vader said, "I'm sure. At least before yesterday, I've never seen this person have such explosive power."
He seemed to feel that this explanation was somewhat feeble, so he simply changed to a more easy-to-understand way of saying, "Miss Julie, if there's anyone among all the workers here who can take out machine guns, leopards, and wolves in one go, I can guarantee that there's absolutely no one."
Julie didn't answer immediately. She seemed to be deep in thought. After a while, she actually took off her sunglasses slowly, revealing a beautiful face.
Usually, Vader would feel both physically and mentally happy when he saw such a face. But now, when he saw Julie's slow and solemn action, he only felt his heart sink continuously.
Julie stared at him. "Officer Vader, can I understand it this way? Before yesterday, Ding Meng was just an ordinary laborer. But after seeing him today, did he suddenly change?
Did his skills become better?
Perhaps even a little too good? "
"Yes, that's exactly what happened." Vader knew that something was wrong, but he still braced himself and answered honestly.
Julie's pupils suddenly contracted. "Allow me to tell you a terrifying truth. This Ding Meng went from an ordinary person to an Origin Ability user in a single day."
"What?" Vader was completely shocked.
He had experienced how difficult it was for an ordinary person to transform into an Origin Ability user. One had to start training from a young age. Whether it was breathing exercises or meditating, all of these required a long period of bitter training.
Secondly, physical training was an extremely arduous process. Without a strong physical fitness, one couldn't even think about Origin Ability. Even becoming an ordinary human soldier was just a dream.
In addition to these requirements, the geniuses of the Federation also needed to spend a large amount of money to purchase supplementary drugs and external stimuli. Only then could they be considered to have completed all the necessary conditions for sensing.
The most crucial point was whether or not one could truly sense the existence of Origin Ability. Some people were lucky enough to break through and become an Origin Ability user, while others were unable to break through for the rest of their lives. The coincidences and mysteries of the skills involved couldn't be explained in a few words.
Vader was an example. He was 44 years old this year, but he was still working hard. Sometimes, he felt that he was very close to achieving Origin Ability, but he just couldn't break through that layer of indistinct barrier. If someone were to tell him that an ordinary person could cross this barrier in a single day, he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.
"That's impossible."
The marshal's expression also became serious. He knew best what it meant for an Origin Ability user to appear in the base. It could very well be a direct threat to him. "Miss Julie, could this be the effect of the virus?"
Julie shook her head, her expression somewhat blank. "Based on the past monitoring data, there is currently no evidence or example that the virus can cause this kind of result. At least in theory, there isn't any. The side effects are actually more severe, but this Ding Meng is definitely an Origin Ability user. At least, I can't be wrong about this."
Her confidence was based on Ding Meng's kick to Sadler. A modified welding torch weighed at least a hundred kilograms. A casual kick could make it shoot out like a cannonball. An ordinary person really couldn't do this. Even many beginner Origin Ability users would find it difficult to do so.
The marshal and Vader weren't sure if Julie was wrong about this, but they were very clear about one thing. A new clue had been unearthed underground, and Ding Meng was one of the excavators. This was definitely related to him.
The marshal gritted his teeth. "It doesn't matter. Group B's first team has already gone down. With Sadler there, this Ding Meng won't be able to escape. I want to see what kind of shameful things he has on him."
Julie shook her head and sighed. "Sir, you're jumping to conclusions too early. If the main team had gone down too late, I'm afraid your subordinates would have already died at Ding Meng's hands."
The marshal shook his head. "That's not necessarily true. I don't care if he's an Origin Ability user or not. In any case, the people of our regiment aren't as weak as you think."