Master's Sweet Heart Is Spoiled By Everyone

C998 She Would Definitely Beat Luthya to a Pulp in a Matter of Minutes



C998 She Would Definitely Beat Luthya to a Pulp in a Matter of Minutes

So whether it's assassination, stealth, or a single man fighting an army, as an agent, that's the most basic and bottom-line professional requirement.    

    

In her previous life, she was considered an elite agent among the agents.    

    

The purpose of the country's nurturing of people like them was to secretly serve and protect the country. They had to be the strong among the strong, the elite among elites, and a heaven defying and powerful existence to ordinary people.    

    

An agent could solo an elite army from a small country, and an elite agent could solo three teams if they put all their effort into it.    

    

In her previous life, her captain could solo five teams of elite troops. A captain like her was already an abnormal boss.    

    

Thus, it could be seen how precious an agent was to a large country, and how destructive it was to a small country.    

    

Many small countries would not be able to nurture an elite agent even if they expended all their resources.    

    

And as an agent, the most important thing was to have composure, endurance, observation, and imitation.    

    

At the same time, the best way to train this was through drawing. The laymen would never have thought that it would be drawing!    

    

Perhaps the layman would think that he had stayed in the deep mountains for a long time, or that he had been left on an isolated island to survive in the wild.    

    

That was true. However, this was a dynamic training program, and it was also a project after he was slightly older.    

    

They had been trained since they were young. When they were too young, they would start with the static training program. The so-called static training program was painting.    

    

Therefore, when she was first trained, she could only stare at a flower for three months in order to observe a flower. She would find every tiny detail of the flower and draw.    

    

In fact, in the eyes of the agents, painting was a form of imitation.    

    

As an agent, they often needed to disguise themselves. If they wore human skin masks to imitate another person, they would be perfect. Otherwise, once they were seen through, even if the mission failed, their lives would still be in danger.    

    

They would also imitate famous artists' paintings, calligraphy, and signatures. These were essential skills for them.    

    

This body had also learned painting when she was young, so it was much easier for her.    

    

She was not boasting. She could really draw a painting of the master level because she had imitated the paintings of many famous artists so that she could fish in troubled waters while carrying out missions.    

    

But why didn't she become a famous painter when she had the ability? It was because as an agent, she had imitated too much and lost herself instead.    

    

Every famous painter had their own outstanding aspect, which was their own personality. However, because the agent had imitated too many things, they had lost the most basic thing of a famous painter. Thus, it was impossible for them to become a famous artist.    

    

However, at this moment, it was more than enough to crush Loo Siya!    

    

He would definitely beat Loo Siya to a pulp in minutes.    

    

To be honest, she did not even bother to beat Loo Siya, because Loo Siya, a normal person, was not comparable to an elite agent of her level.    

    

However, it could not be helped. Loo Siya was too arrogant and conceited, so she had to take care of her.    

    

What she wanted to draw now was the work of a famous painter from her previous life, which had left a deep impression in her mind. This painter was best at drawing flowers.    

    

Coincidentally, she was a female painter. She had a painting that left a deep impression on Gu Le'er.    

    

It was a bright summer day and the sun was still in the sky. However, there was a rainstorm. A small white yellow flower was hit by the rainstorm and lowered its head, unwilling to bend down. It seemed very stubborn and had the power of hope. It was an instinctive desire to live.    

    


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