Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Amelica, California, hospital.

Although Fei Xiang Jinyuan was a dying person, the intelligence officers did not dare to relax after making a request.

A sufficiently heavyweight contact person was dispatched in just a few hours.

"Hello, Mr. Kamihara, my name is Thoreau Percy, it's an honor to meet you."

A middle-aged man wearing a protective suit sat next to Kagawa Feixiang. Even with the heavy cover of the protective suit, he could feel Thoreau's meticulous rigor.

He didn't reveal any identity information about himself, but being able to appear in front of the bed has proved his unusual identity.

And personally contacting a survivor on the brink of a nuclear explosion, the courage and fearlessness in his heart are far beyond ordinary people.

"Mr. Kamhara, what important information do you have to provide us?" Thoreau was talking about us. As for whether the word "we" only includes Amelika herself, or whether it includes the island country, the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees the wisdom.

"Yes." Feixiang Kamhara took a deep look at Solo, "I hope that the monitoring can be removed and this important information will be released."

"Can."

Solo waved his hand, and the external monitoring was immediately removed. Even a superhero who is "born to death" for Amelika, monitoring and surveillance are essential. Since it has been discovered, there is nothing to hide. .

"I have a way to save myself."

"...Oh." Thoreau was a little speechless.

For this sesame-sized matter, did you find yourself, the director who is in charge of everything?

Who cares about your life and death? If you die sooner, maybe the island country will be very happy. The transcendent without irreplaceability is just a tool person.

However, the method of being able to rescue oneself from nuclear radiation is quite useful. If it can be popularized on a large scale, it will change the ecology of modern warfare, but I am afraid that this method is not universal and can only be used by extraordinary people. too much progress.

"What's the way?"

Thoreau still patiently guides Kamihara to fly, and the extraordinaryness of dying is extraordinary.

"Transfer my soul to another complete body. If the second body is damaged, then transfer to the third body."

"As long as my soul is immortal, I can survive one body after another, and my consciousness is still my consciousness."

"..."

Silence.

There was a long silence within the lead wall, Kagawa Feixiang stopped talking, and even more so for Thoreau. It seemed that his vocal function had been deprived, but more importantly, his thinking circuit had completely disappeared.

Even the most insensitive person can understand the value represented by the transfer of the soul after a little thought after hearing Kagawa's words, let alone a sensitive person like Thoreau.

In less than a second, he figured out the joints.

After being excited, it's creepy, and it's creepy because of being too excited.

It is no wonder that the monitoring should be removed. Such important matters must not be known by irrelevant personnel, even if the intelligence personnel stationed here are not reliable.

"you sure?"

"Sure."

Feixiang Kamhara's eyes are calm and convincing. If he hadn't known about his bad gambling life experience, he would have thought that Feixiang Kamhara was a rigorous professional person at first glance.

"I will report this matter as soon as possible, the information you provided is very useful." Solo carried his own recording equipment, "Now I need to know more about the method you said, don't worry, my level can hear this kind of thing. information."

"The specific method cannot be disclosed for the time being, but it requires a prerequisite."

"What are the conditions?"

"A weird old monk, a hundred-eyed ghost, immortal... I need some strength."

"..." Thoreau tapped the protective helmet with his thumb knuckle. He was thinking of tapping his forehead, "How did you know about him?"

"What the sword told me, it needs to be used for soul transfer."

he?

Kamhara Feixiang didn't know what he was referring to. Could it be that the demon sword was not talking about an item, but a person? But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that the official Amelika really knows what the demon knife said, and he is saved.

"We still need to discuss this matter, but we will definitely give you a satisfactory answer, trust me."

Thoreau walked out of the ward, his eyes with blue pupils sharpened like an eagle.

"The Ship of Theseus?"

………………

In a fortified base, professors in research uniforms stared indifferently at the black Smith.

Smith was doing the combat test in the confined space, grinning and screaming. If an ordinary person were tested at this level, he would die on the spot if he didn't last long, but Smith's body had already undergone considerable training.

"The test is over."

"God, I don't want this kind of resistance test ever again." Smith violently hammered the wall.

Fortunately, his complexion is bright and black, and even if it is blue and purple, there is not much difference.

"Let go of your mind. The combat test is only once a week. Compared with the endless fights in the block every day, isn't the combat test too gentle?"

Smith's assistant brought the fried chicken legs that had been prepared.

Fried chicken legs and watermelon are the most soothing artifacts for Smith.

"When will this kind of day be the best? Superheroes are definitely not supposed to be in the base and do some useless tests~www.wuxiamtl.com~ What I need is to kill evil and **** and become an idol in a city." Smith's three A chicken leg, free and easy, doesn't look like being in a heavily guarded base, "Superhero, do you understand?"

No one in the base was on guard, but Smith looked like a gangster hanging out on the street.

Is this the quality of soldiers stationed overseas? The assistant couldn't help wailing in his heart. He knew that Smith used to be a soldier stationed in the island country. If the soldiers stationed in the island were all of this quality, the country would not be a country.

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, you can have a rest. Have you figured out how to arrange it?"

"Arrangement? What I hate to hear the most is the word arrangement."

The assistant now wished he had a leather whip in his hand and drove Smith to the cotton field.

Why would the one who obtained this kind of power be a...

Abandoning the curse words in his heart, the assistant already somewhat likes this arrogant guy.

If it weren't for Amelica, she would be so extraordinary, and if it wasn't for Smith's special abilities, she would be extremely valuable for research...

This black man's ability is so bizarre that no matter what kind of injury he suffers, his body can be restored to its original state, and even if his little finger is cut off, it can still grow back after a period of time.

If it weren't for him being too precious, the researchers would have wanted to take off Smith's heart to see if this strange black man could grow back.

"Come with me to play a game of basketball."

"OK."

The two of them didn't know that the base had already fallen out over a few words from Kaguhara Feixiang.

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