The web of green lights slowly scanned Xiao Luo from head to toe. A virtual image of the structure of Xiao Luo's body soon appeared on the monitor connected to the device.
Gu Zhanguo stared intensely at the screen. He valued Xiao Luo so much not only because the latter was Destroy, but also because of Xiao Luo's capabilities. Long Sankui's capabilities were a grade B. Someone who was able to kill Long Sankui definitely had capabilities higher than grade B. In fact, he might even be a grade S warrior, which had a one in 100,000 chance of showing up.
If Xiao Luo was a grade S warrior, he could become the sharpest knife in the country.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
The device used to determine which grade a warrior belonged to suddenly made a piercing, beeping alarm. Garbled text appeared on the monitor of the computer, which had initially been normal.
"What's going on?"
Gu Zhanguo hurriedly asked the NSA engineer in charge of the grading device.
