Who Am I

Human beings have been transformed to a height of 7 centimeters, and various creatures have become obsessed with cannibalism, possessing special abilities such as strengthening 28 strength and speed. This is the cognition that poor soldiers have been "reviewed" after waking up, but suddenly there is a transformation battle between angels and demons?

This made him a bit confused.

"How dare you kick me?" Chen Youyou, who was originally cute and gentle, looked like an angel, flapping two pairs of wings and flying in the air, shouting with anger and dignity.

That purple rose, on the other hand, was dressed in a black demon like posture, but without wings. In the hot and humid weather of June, gas was still emitted from the corners of her mouth, and she thought it was winter.

"I'm going to kill him, you'll definitely defend him, so I'm going to kill you together."

"Then come on, stinky 38, I already wanted to kill you!"

The two of them, black and white, fought together on the not spacious railing. Both sides had sharp claws and were extremely sharp, attacking and dodging each other back and forth. The claws occasionally scraped against the cement railing, leaving scratches, and the poor soldiers stood on the side without any chance to help.

In addition to claw attacks, they can also shoot light waves, and as long as they hit, they can blow the opponent away. Chen Youyou was fine. He could still fly up with his wings after falling off the railing twice. However, due to the loss of wings, Purple Rose had to adjust her body direction to avoid being shot down, so that she could fly backwards parallel to the railing.

In addition, Chen Youyou can also shoot out the feathers on his wings to attack. A few feathers were knocked off by the purple rose and fell in front of the poor soldier. He picked them up and observed carefully, and found that the roots of the feathers were actually made of metal, very sharp. They were really good weapons for killing, and these feathers could also track attacks. Even if the purple rose dodged on its side, those feathers could still bend and follow.

And the part of the hair, unlike the bird feathers with his cognitive ability, is more slender and soft, possibly something similar to flagella. But how such fine and soft fur achieves the flying effect is unknown to him. After all, strange things happen one by one after the micro scale disaster occurs, and using common sense as the standard to entangle, there is no need to do anything else.

The fight between the two sides was intense, and the poor soldiers slowly saw that on the surface, Chen Youyou had the upper hand, constantly pressing down on the purple rose to fight. However, that was also because the purple rose had no wings and could not fly, and was restricted everywhere on the railing. She is not like Chen Youyou who flaps her wings and flies into the air when she sees the situation is not right, directly avoiding the close attack of the purple rose.

However, as long as Purple Rose provokes her a little, Chen Youyou will be unable to resist the stimulation and fly down to engage in hand to hand combat with her. Soon, she will be overwhelmed by her swift and fierce moves, causing the thugs to become restless and disoriented. Finally, she will use her wings to spread the distance and launch a long-range attack.

However, when it comes to long-range attacks, she has flying feathers and light wave attacks. Purple Rose only has light wave as her move, and when both sides fight, she still cannot take advantage.

In theory, Chen Youyou was helping himself, and Purple Rose wanted to kill him, but for some reason, watching Purple Rose fight against Chen Youyou under unfavorable conditions made the poor soldiers feel uncomfortable.

Shuangfa fought for several more rounds, and finally Chen Youyou became impatient. She let out a loud roar, her whole body burst into a strong light, and then her two wings vigorously stirred, creating a powerful whirlwind that swept towards the purple rose out of thin air.

This invisible whirlwind has a great power, even the poor soldiers standing further away were blown down. If it weren't for grabbing the edge of the railing, they would have fallen.

The purple rose, which was hit by the eye of the wind, spun in the air and then fell out of the building with an unwilling roar.

The poor soldier suddenly felt a piercing pain in his heart. He struggled to get up and ran towards the other side outside the building, only to see a black crow catch her in the air as she fell, and then fly up again.

"Wensi Tian, are you going against me?" Chen Youyou asked fiercely.

On the back of the crow sat a woman in white, who looked quite average, but her overall appearance combined gave off a kind of beauty that one still wanted to see. The poor always felt like they had seen her somewhere, although not familiar, there was still an indescribable sense of familiarity.

The warmth of dog poop.

This is his strange evaluation of this kind of familiarity.

The woman named Wen Sitian sneered and said, "If it weren't for this kid cutting off all her bone spurs and the demon transforming without wings, would you still have the confidence to compete with her now?"

"Hmph! That doesn't mean I'm afraid of you! Since you want to support her, don't blame me for killing you together!" Chen Youyou said and flew towards the crow, but the mutated crow immediately circled and flew into the sky, disappearing.

The arrival and departure of the purple rose left the poor soldiers puzzled, but on the contrary, Chen Youyou, who appeared gentle and refined, was able to transform. Moreover, his fierce appearance in battle left him with a sense of vigilance.

He remembered nothing, the people around him were either arrogant or aloof, gentle and graceful, or ferocious, and he believed that trust could not be left without reservation.

"Poor soldier, are you okay?" Chen Youyou descended and immediately examined his wounds with concern. "Damn it, Purple Rose, this is a crazy woman. You used to be able to fight against her. Last time you were on a mission, you suffered from amnesia and your strength and combat memory have not yet recovered. She, this despicable woman, will take the opportunity to kill you. Don't worry, I won't let her harm you."

"I'm fine, Yuyou. My body's recovery ability is very good, but it's you who didn't get hurt, right?"

"Me? I'm fine, haha, I'm fine, but you won't blame me, will you?" Chen Youyou looked uneasy and felt guilty. "I lied to you, I didn't mean to. You used to be very powerful, but always protected me. Now you have amnesia and your strength has weakened. It's my turn to protect you until your strength is restored."

The poor soldier was surprised and said, "We used to... be very familiar with each other?"

Chen Youyou nodded forcefully and said, "Hmm, we are all orphans. Before the disaster, we were all studying in schools sponsored by the religious association. I am stupid and often bullied by my classmates. Every time you step forward to protect me."

"Why did you initially conceal what we knew?"

"That's because... they don't want to cause you any trouble. Now that Purple Rose is back, I can't afford to worry too much for your safety. You must recover as soon as possible. You see, she wasn't your opponent before her transformation. After her transformation, her body speed and strength have greatly increased, but you still have the power to fight. With our strong cooperation, she will definitely not get any advantage!"

The poor soldier nodded, he could see that Purple Rose was staring at him with a strong killing intent in her eyes. This woman really wanted to kill him. No matter what happened before, in order to survive, he had to defeat Purple Rose.

Quickly, the Overlord flew back and brought back a young man with blood all over his body and a dull gaze. He jumped onto the aircraft with Chen Youyou and successfully returned to the base.

Later, Yanwu summoned him at the last martial arts school.

"Did Rose trouble you today?"

"Yes, military." Although military was his master, he was named after him.

Wu sighed and said, "Your grievances are left to be resolved by yourselves. I don't want to interfere, but your strength has not yet recovered. To avoid getting hurt again, you can follow me in action tomorrow."

The poor soldier was overjoyed. With his master watching, he believed that even Purple Rose dared not make mistakes.

Subsequently, Wuwu trained him and taught him some breathing and posture tips to pay attention to when attacking, which greatly benefited him. He couldn't help but deepen his trust in Wuwu's identity as a master.

The training lasted until 11 o'clock in the evening, and Wu Wu finally let him leave. Before leaving, he was instructed to gather on the 50th floor from 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, which is already the highest floor he can reach with his current authority.

That night, the poor soldier thought a lot, recalling every battle detail of the Purple Rose in his mind, combined with the tips taught during military training, he immediately gained more.

"It seems that Warlord Wu is genuinely teaching me how to fight, and Purple Rose's combat routine was indeed trained by him. It seems that my identity as his disciple is true?"

With this question in mind, he quickly fell asleep and woke up at 5 o'clock in the morning.

He quickly got up to wash up, then took the elevator to the 26th floor, where there was a very spacious area for exercise. Basic exercises such as running and boxing were his daily routine, which could be considered a small warm-up before departure.

After exercising for 40 minutes, he went to the cafeteria on the 32nd floor and had breakfast before finally reaching the 50th floor with a foul smell of sweat.

There are many burly people moving around here, most of whom carry large backpacks, which should be weapons inside.

Quickly, a tall man with eyes called out to gather, and everyone gathered in front of the elevator leading to a higher floor. Then, the tall man began to roll out one by one, and those who were supposed to arrive stood out, with the staff next to them putting an additional label on their identification cards.

When it was the turn of the poor soldiers, he looked at it and saw that it was a three-level temporary permission identification mark.

While distributing, the tall man emphasized again, "This is your third level temporary card. After going up, this temporary card should be worn continuously. If security personnel find out that you haven't brought it, you can be killed on the spot. Many of you are not participating in a third level mission for the first time, so be clever because dying in your own hands is a waste of organizational cultivation. If you want to die, please die outside!"

The third level task was silently recorded by the poor soldier.

Among so many people in the hall, only one-third were assigned temporary signs to enter the large elevator. The tall man with glasses also followed in and stood next to the poor soldier, "Are you a poor soldier? My name is Chen Yang, hello."

The poor soldier was a bit strange, but politely replied, "Hello."

"This is your first time participating in a Level 3 mission, martial disciple. Please wait and walk slowly. I will introduce some taboos in the Level 3 area for you."

"Okay, thank you."

The elevator quickly arrived at the 52nd floor, and everyone rushed out. The poor soldiers waited for them all to leave before following Chen Yang.

"The third level area is a heavily guarded area, and some mutated and unstable individuals or creatures will be locked in here. Therefore, even people with third level permissions cannot enter certain floors and areas. You should pay attention to this type of marking. Although there are guards guarding most of the time, sometimes the absence of guards does not mean that people with third level permissions can enter. Therefore, once you see this marking, you must remember not to cross the three red lines on the ground, otherwise you will be locked down and deducted personal contribution points, or even shot on the spot."

The poor soldier carefully identified the red icons, most of which were exclamation marks with a horizontal bar or three dots of water next to them, which looked strange. He was very grateful for Chen Yang's kind introduction.

As they walked and talked, Chen Yangfei quickly scanned the camera on the ceiling as he walked through a hallway and saw another hall with a wide open door. He then quickly leaned into the ear of the poor soldier and whispered, "Remember, your real name is Tom. Don't think about it or say hello to me. When the time comes, I will come find you."

After speaking, Chen Yang pushed his glasses and quickly walked through the corridor, entering the bustling hall, leaving behind the stunned poor soldiers.

"My name is Tom?" He quickly accepted the name as he silently recited it in his mind, as countless voices were chanting the name in his ears.

"My name is Tom, that's my real name!"