Chapter 2

At the age of 17, she got her Ph.D. in chemistry, physics and mechanics. She has an IQ of 187. She is especially good at refitting guns. A most common semi-automatic pistol can become the top killing weapon after her hand is transformed. She has a powerful power that ordinary people can't imagine.

Zero is the trump card of "flame". It is closely protected in the safest place and lives a peaceful life just like normal people. If it is accidentally encountered on the road, it is difficult to detect her true identity from her sweet and harmless appearance.

Whenever there are large-scale operations in the organization and special weapons transformation requirements, she will appear.

God gave her nothing extraordinary, but also fairly gave her fatal shortcomings. For example, when she didn't need to bother, she always sat quietly in her position like a little sister next door, her eyes empty, and didn't know where she was wandering.

Her idle character is doomed to hide behind the scenes and not fight in person like other companions.

However, this does not affect her transcendent status in the organization. Everyone loves her and tries their best to protect her.

"This task is very challenging. We should make good preparations." After a brief speech, the cold man at the head of the table opened the handheld computer the size of a cosmetic box and began to issue orders.

Zero has eaten two small bowls of porridge and drank up his spare ribs and abalone soup. His salivating eyes float to the food in front of his companions.

The left and right companions consciously brought the food they liked to eat to her. With a grateful smile, she continued to eat big and buried herself in the delicious food.

Until it's her turn to arrange her task——

"Zero, are everything ready?" The cold man who issued orders had a reassuring calm temperament, dark eyebrows and introverted emotions. At first glance, he was very used to controlling his emotions.

"Yes." Promise softly. Zero's right hand is busy eating. His left hand doesn't know where to touch a small remote control, points it at the west wall, and presses it three times at will. "Fortunately, in addition to the things you need, there are also some small things made conveniently a few days ago. They are very light, small and practical. It's just for you to have a look“

The walls filled with antiques are strangely turned over, and hundreds of reconstructed firearms do not reflect the luster of metal under the light of crystal lamps. It is very suitable to hide their body shape from being found. These are all carefully made works, which are hard to find. They are not good things that can be obtained with money.