Chapter 718 York Evans

Chapter 718 York Evans

Lindy has read this top-secret file, which records a secondary finisher of the Control Bureau.

The promotion standards for finishers are clearly stipulated from level one to level seven, but there are always exceptions. Some people's personal abilities are so special that it is as outrageous to measure them by ordinary standards as to classify elephants as amphibians.

They are not like quasi-level ones, who meet some of the conditions for promotion but are not qualified in other aspects. Their strength often spans several abnormal levels and still has a huge impact.

If their level is set too high, they will not be able to meet the comprehensive ability of that level, but obviously they are not at the current level.

Just like a finisher with only one abnormal level and almost no defense ability, but with a certain probability of killing a level three or even level four finisher, he will be called a secondary ■ finisher.

Moreover, in some cases, a secondary finisher is even more powerful than the corresponding regular level, such as the one they mentioned this time -

York Evans.

Before leaving the Control Bureau, he was a Level 4 Superhuman who exceeded the limit by two levels. This made him not need to worry about the leakage of spell power caused by using superpowers, and also greatly enhanced the convenience of hiding after leaving the Control Bureau.

And exceeding the limit by two levels made the power of his superpowers reach a very difficult level to handle.

Imagine that the transplanter needs to perform well in order to upgrade the scorpion spine of the third abnormal level, which consumes so many resources of the Control Bureau, and York Evans was born with a small scorpion spine.

Not only that, his superpowers are also very powerful, and even have some rules for judging.

He can manipulate light to let others see the picture created by light, and when the other party cannot visually identify the authenticity of the picture, then other senses will also enter the "hypnotized" state and actively make corresponding perceptual feedback.

If it is just this effect, then Evans is not actually strong enough to have such a high confidentiality level.

The most incomprehensible thing about Evans is his long-distance control of light. When he defected, his ability range had reached 3KM, which was five times more than the second light control ability user still alive in the Control Bureau.

The second person was a genius. Although his IQ was only 146, his computing power was comparable to that of a supercomputer.

Evans' computing power was far inferior to that of the second person, but he could perfectly create optical illusions that were realistic enough, and they were very complex and maintained for a long time over a very large range.

Many experts in the Control Bureau believed that Evans had learned about the forbidden knowledge of light, but the forbidden knowledge he knew was too naturally integrated into his cognition, so that he could not tell which part of it he knew was forbidden knowledge.

His records were kept in the archives of the Scepter Council, and Lindy only knew some of Evans' information that he had access to.

York Evans is such a legendary figure. He is even called the legend behind the legend by insiders, because there is evidence that he participated in a large number of super-dangerous missions, but he never stayed with his teammates from beginning to end.

He has always acted with his teammates in various illusions, and the priority of his superpowers as high as LV6 makes it almost impossible for his teammates to see through Evans' illusions.

So few people know what Evans looks like, and it can even be said that it doesn't matter what Evans looks like.

When a person can manipulate light, change his appearance at will, and can affect all other senses through vision, then the person's physical appearance is not important.

Everyone in front of Evans is no different from a brain in a vat.

You think you are shaking hands with Evans, but in fact you are shaking hands with the air. You think you hit the wall, but in fact you hit the air.

Entities that do not match the illusions in reality will be corrected to normal by Evans' superpowers, and the ultimate use of his superpowers is far more than that.

Even in the era when Evans was active, there was a saying: "As long as the opponent's abnormal resistance is not at level 7, Evans may not win, but he will never lose."

Yes, among the secondary finishers, Evans's level is sub-level 6, but his strength is even above the ordinary level 6 finishers.

His own low level is well compensated by the characteristics of the supernatural power. He is not a level 5 extraordinary person, which just allows him to avoid the defect of the spell power escaping, making his illusion more perfect.

If the light controller on the writer's side is really York Evans, then the situation is not ordinary tricky.

At this time, Lindy hoped that Xianna was here. If Xianna was here, even York Evans would have something to talk about, because York cared about her daughter the most.

"Director Lin, don't worry too much, I'm just talking casually, the probability of it being him is very small." Modis reached into the messy hair with some wavy curls, picked out a piece of dandruff, shook it, and then said nonchalantly.

"Director Lin! Look!" an observer shouted, pointing at a picture on the big screen.

At the golf course where Yi Lei was, three figures flashed into the drone's surveillance field of view.

The three creatures had human bodies, but they crawled on all fours like animals, with their hip joints open to an unnatural degree, making them look like three four-legged spiders when they crawled on the ground.

These three should be humans, two men and one woman.

They were like three wild beasts, slowly circling around Yi Lei. The three of them stepped on the corpses with their hands and feet. The flesh and blood dried up and fell off to reveal the bones. The blood evaporated into smoke, leaving black charred stains.

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Yi Lei also stood up from the corpse seat, standing on the top of the corpse mountain like a gladiator facing a challenge in the ring.

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Xia Shou continued to advance along the established route and did not meet anyone along the way.

After meeting Su Weiyu, he left Su Weiyu's walkie-talkie.

His walkie-talkie was broken, and Weiyu had no other use except to contact him, and she could also loot from the corpses and borrow anyone's walkie-talkie.

Compared to Su Weiyu, Xia Shou's need for walkie-talkies was even stronger.

Just now, he finished listening to the battle situation on the public channel. The sweep was nearing its end, and the remaining bones were becoming more and more difficult to chew. Many teams had begun to join forces.

The writer still did not show up. Some people suspected that he was hiding in some different space, but the headquarters responded that even if the writer could not be found, as long as all the rebels in the city could be cleared, more time could be gained.

Everyone in the city focused on the writer.

Only Xia Shou was thinking about the painter.

The conversations of the gods under the moonlight replayed in Xia Shou's mind again and again.

Under the moonlight, the golden retriever said that it felt that the painter would be the real named person this time.