Originally, Makoto Ito was fooling Ling with the idea of ​​casting a random net, but he never thought that Ling would bring him such a big surprise...shock? Looking at Ling who was serious in front of him, although he knew that this guy had his own little Jiujiu, he never thought that this guy would be so crazy.

"You mean," Makoto Ito asked in disbelief: "You want to help me build a particle collider? This is not a small amount, what's the money you came?"

"You don't need to worry about money!" Ling waved his hand and said calmly: "You don't know my character yet? Since I have raised this question with you now, this means I will definitely do it!"

"Okay!" Ito Makoto grabbed his messy hair silently. He continued to ask, "Then where are you going to build? Also, how should I leave this organization?"

"Leave? Why do you want to leave?" Ling was a little surprised now. He looked at Ito Makoto in confusion and asked, "What are you talking about leaving?"

"Yeah? Are you not from another organization?" Ito Makoto looked at Ling strangely and asked, "That, the spy sent by other organizations to Tonosaki, agents, etc.? Could it be that I was wrong?"

Ling was speechless, looking at Makoto Ito who was trying to ask the bottom of the question, Ling smiled bitterly: "Dr. Ito, don't watch something messy in the future!" After saying that, before Makoto Ito asked Ling, he continued: "I have been a member of the Yin Nest from beginning to end. Of course, for some special reasons, I was hidden by the base. Except for a few, even the leader of this base, Gulicha, did not know the existence of me!"

"So, are you the so-called final boss behind the scenes?" Ito Makoto asked blankly.

What do you mean? Ling is a little stupid, why do you feel like a big villain? Ling thought about it carefully and seemed that nothing wrong with Makoto Ito said. Ling, who was a little confused, asked, "Is this question very important?"

It's Makoto Ito's turn to be speechless. After a long time, he shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, it's just a little curiosity."

"Then there is no problem!" Ling knocked on the table and said seriously: "Okay, Dr. Ito, now let's start talking about the serious business. First of all, the first question is, I hope you can keep my identity confidential. For unnecessary trouble, it is best if you know it alone and don't tell anyone!"

Looking at Makoto Ito who nodded, Ling continued: "The second question is about the particle collider you mentioned. Because the resources are limited after all, I hope that Dr. Ito can make a simplified version as much as possible, and it is best to put it into use within a few years. As for the upgrade and update problem, it will be solved slowly later!"

"No problem!" Makoto Ito responded. Anyway, this guy didn't force it at all.

"The third question," Ling pondered for a moment, then said with a serious face: "It is still a confidentiality issue. I hope that Dr. Ito, you cannot reveal any information before the construction of the particle collider is completed, let alone let unrelated personnel know it. In addition, regarding the host location of the nuclear reactor and the particle collider, I will choose to build a secret base to accommodate them. I wonder if Dr. Ito, do you have any problems?"

"This..." Ito Makoto hesitated a little. Ling, who felt the other party's embarrassment, asked curiously: "Is there really something wrong?"

"This is really there!" Makoto Ito nodded and said, "It's about the manufacturing of a particle collider. I want to know, if I can't arrive at the construction site in person to guide the construction, then who are you going to find to replace me?"

"Dr. Matsui!" Ling, who thought there was something big, said with a smile: "Dr. Matsui is also an outstanding physicist. Regarding the particle collider, he led a team to build it according to your design by Dr. Ito!"

"Is Matsui standing down?" Ito Makoto touched his chin, hesitated for a long time before nodding. Before Ling could completely relieve himself, Ito Makoto followed up: "In principle, I promised Matsui standing down to take on this position, but I have a condition!"

"What conditions?" Ling's heart suddenly raised.

"It's very simple. No matter what problems I encounter, the plan I designed will not allow any changes!" Makoto Ito said seriously.

It turned out to be this question! Ling, who heard it clearly, nodded without thinking: "Dr. Iten, you can rest assured, compared to others, as a scientist who is rare in a century, we will definitely respect your opinions and will not easily make changes to your experimental plan!"

"I hope so!" Makoto Ito said with a smile: "Okay, since we have agreed, how about having a drink for celebration?"

“Very good proposal, walk!”

1999 arrived as promised. I don’t know if it was because of the Millennium prophecy. Since the beginning of the year, various messy emerged one after another, such as volcanic eruptions, sun black ions erupting, etc. In private, all kinds of gossips were flying all over the sky, and the whole society was inexplicably restless. On September, this impetuous mood was completely ignited by a news - the 99 King of Fighters Competition will be re-organized by a mysterious organization.

Who is this mysterious organization? Why do they organize the King of Fighters Competition? Where will the King of Fighters Competition be held? Looking at the calm fighters and feeling the surging situation in the fighting world, there are many different opinions about the King of Fighters Competition, and there is no consensus.

To be honest, it is difficult for people from other worlds to understand what this fanatical atmosphere is? What kind of charm does the so-called King of Fighters Competition have? How can the whole world rotate around it? Unfortunately, this strange atmosphere is taken for granted in this world. Naturally, there is no way to talk about the so-called strangeness.

At the base of the Yinchao Organization, a white-haired man wearing a black combat leather jacket put his hands in his pocket. He leaned against the wall behind him with cold faces and closed his eyes to rest. Beside him was a strong man wearing a blue and gray combat uniform. At this moment, his right hand was constantly debugging his left arm. When he got closer, he realized that there were dense lines in the man's left arm, which was a robotic arm.

Maxim clenched his fists hard, feeling the feeling coming from his left arm carefully. After a long time, he closed the open debugging window with satisfaction. Then he turned his head and looked at K who was closed and resting. He sighed softly, sat on the ground and closed his eyes.

Maxim was once the most powerful mechanical biochemical warrior in the Music Nest Organization. Of course, no one mentioned this title of "the most powerful" after K arrived. Although Maxim expressed his complete indifference, a little bit of loss inevitably filled his heart for a while.

This loss disappeared after Maxim finished K's ability test, especially after seeing K's expressionless face, he easily broke into pieces with two hundred biochemical warriors, as terrible as a rag doll, and this little thought had long been crushed to death by him.

Although these biochemical warriors were designed and manufactured based on Maxim as a template, and although they theoretically have 80% of Maxim's strength, to put it bluntly, Maxim felt that one of them was a little KISS, and forty or fifty was just a little trouble, and only one hundred and fifty would make him feel stressed.

But who can tell Maxim that the white-haired pervert on the opposite side came from, damn it, two hundred hits, brother, isn't this really a movie? Looking at K with disdain, Maxim, who was deeply hit, even began to doubt life. This desperate emotion slowly faded until he was upgraded again.

What is more boring than a dull person?

The answer is simple, two dull people!

Maxim always thought he was taciturn and didn't like to talk, but after seeing K, he realized that he was still a normal person. He didn't know how much hardship K suffered before the experiment was successful. Not only was his hair all white, but he was taciturn and couldn't make a fortune for a day. What made Maxim even more confused was that he didn't know what stimulation this guy was or that he was like that. He kicked his pocket and lowered his head every day. If he hadn't been accustomed to his personality after three months of being accustomed to his character, Maxim would definitely think that this guy was a pretender.

Well, that's true! Thinking about whether there are any or not, looking at the suddenly opened door, Maxim quickly stood up and followed K into the office that had been waiting for for a long time.

Close the documents he had read before and threw them aside. Gulicha rubbed his temples exhaustedly. After feeling a little better, he said to the two who were waiting: "I have something very important to come to you today!"

Important? I thought it was time to teach some restless organizations a lesson to concentrate on such trivial matters. He knew Gulicha’s character very well. As a cold-blooded creature, it was really rare to be able to spit out two important words from the other party’s mouth.

"Dr. Matsushima's research is in trouble, and the super warriors we are creating now have some flaws. In order to break this bottleneck, the organization requires our department to hold a fighting competition to collect some precious data!"

Fighting competition? K immediately lost interest. As the most successful experimental subject at present, organizing the so-called fighting competition is a joke for K. Countless battle tests have shown that as long as K is willing, he can crush all the test items into ashes in minutes. To be honest, those test items are rubbish.

Including Maxim next to him!

Poor Maxim was innocently caught in the gun again. He ignored K's rude attitude, Gulicha continued: "So, the organization asked us to hold a real fighting competition - the King of Fighters Championship!"

King of Fighters Championship? K, who heard this name, shot a scorching light, King of Fighters - the King of Fighters! This is the pursuit of every fighter, and defeating all opponents is the lifelong dream of every fighter. Only such a fighter is the well-deserved King of Fighters! K, who was interested, asked, "What are we going to do?"

"This is why you two are here today!" Gulicha gently knocked on the table. The envelope that had been put on the table was like life gained, and it appeared in front of K like lightning. K, with a solemn expression, quickly stretched out his right hand, but before he could make the next move, the envelope suddenly lost all its strength and fell from the air, falling into K's hands without any fault.

Ignoring K with an embarrassing expression, Gulicha continued to order: "The news organization about the King of Fighters Competition has long been spread. Now what I am giving you is a list and invitation letter!"

While K and Maxim opened the envelope to understand the content, Gulizha continued: "The specific location of most players here has been investigated clearly. You only need to send the invitation letter to them. As for whether they are willing to come, we don't force it!"

"But there is one thing!" Gulicha Lidu said with a cold expression: "The organization does not want to see some people who are just filling in the numbers!" As for what people who are just filling in the numbers, Gulicha Lidu did not say anything, and K and Maxim did not ask.

Looking at K and Maxim who nodded to show their understanding, Gulicha suddenly showed a strange expression: "In order not to make this game seem so boring, I allow you to teach regeneration power to those fighters."

Teach the power of regeneration? Maxim was shocked: "Minister, regeneration power is our organization..."

"I know!" Gulicha interrupted Maxim's words without hesitation: "The so-called fighters are a group of reptiles who look at the sky from the well. Only when they come into contact with and learn this power will they understand their ignorance. Only in this way can we get the most complete data!"

"Take as I want!"

Looking at the figures of the two leaving, Gulicha turned his chair and walked to the window, looking at the dim sunset in the sky: K, my clone, I hope your performance won’t disappoint me!

When Muchihuo came to the bar of Good Hime, KING was holding his chin with his hands and staring blankly. After scanning the deserted bar, Muchihuo walked to the bar counter and sat down: "What? The business has been very bad these days?"

"Don't mention it!" KING yawned a big yawn and muttered in distracted eyes: "I don't know why. The business of the bar has been so bad. There are only a few customers every day. If it's so deserted, I can't even pay the rent!" After saying that, he looked at Buchihuo and said pitifully: "Xiao Wu, you must take me in at that time, otherwise I will really sleep on the street!"

"Hey, it's my turn to take it in!" Muchikuma smiled and said, "A love-infatuated guy has been waiting for you pitifully. Maybe one day in the future, I will rely on you to help you!" He said, blinking in a narrow voice: "Do you think so? The future Mrs. Sakazaki?"

"You are looking for death, Xiao Wu!" KING said coquettishly with a blushing face, and then the neutral woman sighed deeply: "That guy is just an emotional idiot, so he won't do this!"

"Who knows!" Wu Zhihuo let out a silver bell-like laugh, and the two giant balls surging in front of him were unconsciously shaking back and forth, making only a few customers in the bar look straight.

Gripping his teeth, he glanced at the ball on Mushiwara's chest like a cheating version. He subconsciously looked at his chest like an airport. KING's already bad mood became even more irritable. Ahhhh, how did Xiao Wu's foul come from? Looking at Bushiwara who had not noticed at all, KING suddenly felt a burst of fire.

"What do you think?" Muchihuo's voice woke KING up from her distraction. She looked at Muchihuo in confusion and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You really defeated!" Muchihara, who realized that his friend's IQ was not online, said depressedly, and then repeated what he had just said again.

"I have nothing to do with this issue. Anyway, business is very bad recently, and I am relatively leisurely." KING asked hesitantly: "But Xiao Wu, are you sure your two apprentices are really OK? They have been with you for only three years, right? You have to know that your fists and feet are speechless. What if you accidentally suffer some serious injuries?"

"It's three years and four months!" Buzhihuo Wu quickly corrected: "Don't worry, of course I know the apprentice I have! Besides, they are real geniuses. Although they are short-term, their real power is no less than you and me two years ago. What they lack now is only experience in battle! Especially Gui Yanye, as long as they are a little tempering, I promise to surprise you!"

"Is there really that genius?" KING looked full of suspicion.

"Oh my good sister, just believe me," Muchihuo quickly patted his chest and made a promise: "Look at when I lied to you!" Muchihuo, who was discussing with his good friend, did not notice it at all. Her actions just now caused a burst of exclamation in this small bar.

He cursed in his heart that this was a foul and cheating. KING, who took a deep breath, moved his eyes to another place: "Okay, I'll agree to it for now. I'll decide after seeing their specific strength; but I'll say it first, if they don't get my approval, I won't agree to form a team with them!"

"No problem!" Mukuchibaya grabbed KING's hand excitedly and said, "I knew you were the best!"

"Hey, let go, don't you see, are you all watching us?"

"Then let them see it? There won't be anything missing. Besides, we used to be like this!"

"But it's different now. I have a boyfriend, so I won't mess with Ji!"
Chapter completed!