Note one, trial!

This is easy to understand. It is probably similar to a virtual game. You complete a copy. If you pass it, you are qualified and you can start the next game stage.

Every note actually contains a core message.

Dean was no longer in a hurry.

Note 3: Subspace is opened.

As Dean turned his attention to the notes, explanations and explanations appeared in his mind.

Remark 2, title.

Attribute points: 0

Skill points: 2

Completed cases: omitted.

He originally thought that he would have the kind of wonderful illusion that his eyesight would suddenly increase sharply, and he could see the lines in the corners of the wall clearly, or that his whole body would surge with power, as if he could blast through the wall in front of him, etc.

So now, he can unleash 100% of his physical strength every time he takes a shot.

A few days later.

If before reaching the extreme value, Dean's facial features were those of a normal handsome guy, and he relied solely on his bad temperament to gain points, then now, whether it is his facial features, body proportions, or muscle lines, he looks very handsome.

Comfortable, very harmonious taste!

"It feels like the genes have been optimized."

What if Dean is tricked one day and imprisoned?

Credibility and principles are the fundamental reason why Lucifer can maintain and continue to grow!"

Perhaps the perfect evolutionary direction for mankind in the future is to be like ourselves.

A private dock in Los Angeles.

Level:20(2600/3800)

But Dean’s concern is entirely on the description of “authority”!

The level is too low and the permissions are insufficient to view!

Think about it.

Note 2: The title is enabled, currently none.

"I'm looking forward to it too!"

Nothing else.

"Subspace: A new function in the second phase of the panel. It can be opened by locking a fixed subspace and relying on psychic power. Note that it cannot be opened in the coma state."

Dean felt very itchy when he thought about this problem.

He can control ten fingers at the same time to perform different movements without interfering with each other. At the same time, he can also affect the subtle muscle tissue of the body at will.

Dean shook his head and went out with satisfaction, ready to continue the previous miniature murder case.

A little old white man with white hair, wearing a nightgown, appeared behind the young man, holding a cup of coffee and speaking in a lazy tone.

If Dean had this kind of control back then, even if he didn't upgrade his Muay Thai level, those so-called fighting masters would still be hard-pressed to beat Dean, who is now even-A and uses all his strength!

Except for fire coverage.

The meaning of life seems to be more.

On the way to work.

I don’t dare to think about it, I really don’t dare to think about it.

There is no such employee!

Role: Dean

to these things.

That guy has a problem!

"This is a portrait of that person, Harry, Carlo, I hope one of you will be responsible for the underground and the other for the police, try to find this guy!"

Dean guessed that it might be something like space storage.

When the patrol took over the trade building, a guy, who claimed to be an employee of Mrs. Jin's foreign trade company office, forgot to bring something with him, so he took Dean back to the office and showed him Park Bulong's information.

"Hey, Nell is so cheap."

He just felt as if he had returned to his mother's body last night and slept very comfortably.

Dean got a call from this guy Lawrence.

One thing to say.

"Dean, I think our team needs to come over to your place for a while!" When Lawrence spoke, the surroundings were very noisy, and his tone was also very unpleasant.

He is now very happy that he agreed to the hot girl's conditions and let her arrange cannon fodder to attract the police detective's firepower. Otherwise, it would not be his turn to sit here and fish safely.

Optimizing pure appearance is not as practical as improving actual strength.

Ever since.

Remark three, subspace.

Now, with a simple straight punch, he can explode with much stronger power than before.

But this requires very advanced force-generating skills.

All aspects of physical fitness.

After checking his body before, he thought the improvement was not big, but after some testing, he found that there were considerable changes in both his brain and body.

The little old white man swung the coffee in his hand and showed the same charming smile.

Note 1: The current panel has reached the limit of the first stage. After passing the trial, the second stage form of the panel can be opened. The trial process is dangerous. Once you die, the real world will also fall into a state of brain death. Please choose carefully!

Dean took the information collected by everyone and read it carefully.

Dean looked at the panel carefully and found four more notes on it.

Many patrol policemen like to sell some information to reporters who are rich and attractive.

As long as he lives, he hopes he can know the answer to that question.

Originally, the bombing in downtown Los Angeles was very eye-catching.

This should simply be because the body is stronger and the energy is strong, which feeds the spirit.

Dean has tested and used his own skills to exert force. The force of one punch is about 800KG, which can easily knock a person into the air and do a somersault.

Considering that the murderer of the miniature murder case is probably hiding now, it will be difficult to catch him in a short time.

It can be said.

So the hidden thing, could it be about the origin of the panel?

This ability, whether used for self-protection or assassination, is absolutely amazing!

At this point, I noticed a change.

"[Detective Panel]

And this has not yet unleashed all of his strength.

Dean clenched his fist and let out a roar.

But actually.

The FBI's Los Angeles branch was bombed yesterday.

"Trial: Put your consciousness into the *** parallel world and complete the designated crime-solving task!"

A man Dean had seen adjusted the glasses on his face, looked at the waves rippling in the waves, pulled a small fish up with a thin thread in his hand.

Now when you turn on the TV, you can see the news discussing yesterday's bombing.

Dean estimated that this thing was similar to other people's impressions of him.

Because that's unrealistic.

In the past, Dean could use the proficient level of ancient Muay Thai to exert 70% or even 80% of his strength in actual combat.

So there shouldn't be any problems in the end.

So Dean readily told Lawrence about their temporary service location, and asked him to bring beer and barbecue when he came over, and have a good gathering later.

Dean really couldn't think of anyone else who could be his opponent in a pure physical fight.

The panel just embodies this kind of thing in digital form.

"I got it!" The young man threw the thin line into the waves below again, with a very charming smile on his lips: "I'm looking forward to the next battle royale game, doctor!"

"***: The level is too low and the permissions are insufficient to view it."
To be continued...