One Man’s Power

Since the period of the special training camp, Tang Hong has always been the object of Guo Bojun's envy. He hopes that he can become a person like Tang Hong, and do whatever he wants, no matter how crazy he is, it will be unreasonable in the eyes of others.

For example, if you have nothing to do, jump off a building.

Or flying over the eaves and walls, crawling around, and quietly climbing on the window sill outside.

Basically, they are weird behaviors that normal people can't understand.

At the beginning, Guo Bojun was also very frightened, thinking that Tang Hong broke the limit of willpower, and something went wrong during the period, which broke his brain thinking-it seemed normal on the surface, but in fact it was different from ordinary people.

Then slowly got used to it.

Subtly, it became commonplace. Guo Bojun thought that the special alternative was a shining point in Tang Hong.

And at this moment.

Guo Bojun sighed, lowered his head, and continued to watch the news screen: "It's been so long, he still hasn't changed at all." At 7:00 p.m., the news broadcast is broadcasting the silent footage of the Tiangong-4 space station and the godslayer reading socialist values.

"It stands to reason."

"It's not surprising that the news of the transcendental holiness is on."

The only thing that puzzled Guo Bojun was why Tang Hong turned his back to the camera, only showing his back, as if he had an ulterior secret.

Shaoqing.

He moved his eyes away from the phone screen and glanced at the surrounding situation.

On the top of the mountain, the mountain wind was strong, dispelling the thin clouds and mist.

Looking from a distance, the terraced fields can be described as unique scenery.

high and low,

in Apple pie order,

At first glance, it looks like a special palette for painters, full of artistic atmosphere, almost like heaven.

There are all kinds of terraced fields in the Sichuan and Shu districts, but it is rare to see such a vast and winding terraced field that is layered and lingering in contrast to the bamboo forest.

"pity."

"There will be disasters to come." Consultant-level Guo Bojun came here to assist the sage Hongye. The 24/7 satellite surveillance is running all the time, and the Transcendence app issued an alarm. It is estimated that a disaster god and two dangerous gods will appear at dusk. change.

I watched for a while.

He went down.

At this time, the sun sets, and each terrace seems to have gold falling into it. The golden arc is beautiful, and it returns to the pure landscape of the farming era. Mr. Guo Bo is well-informed and amazed.

He walked to Hongye's side and asked, "Has the arrival not started yet?"

"Soon."

Hong Ye looked up at the sky.

The weather is fine, and the tiles are as blue as gemstones. Occasionally, one or two white clouds float by, and three or four birds circle around, just like a painting of heaven and earth.

But when you peel back the clouds and the sky, you will be able to find changes at the edge of the atmosphere. The faint sacred brilliance sweeps across that area, purifying everything, and it also has the meaning of baptism.

"They're beginning to come."

Hongye's heart palpitations suddenly increased, and his holy sense organs issued a strong warning, and he immediately realized that the disaster had begun.

then.

He squinted his eyes and exhausted his vision, and saw a beam of golden light falling from the sky—no one knew how many gods a beam of golden light represented. Only then will they spread apart, revealing a divine body.

Hong Ye's expression was calm: "According to the plan, kill the God of Danger first and then deal with the God of Disaster."

"yes."

Guo Bojun responded obediently.

Strictly speaking, he was not familiar with Hong Ye, so he dared to recite poems indiscriminately.

Another one, not all saints are as approachable as Tang Hongfang Nanxun... Especially the newly promoted Hongye's first belief is that people are superior. Offenses are allowed at will, but disrespect and disrespect are not allowed.

boom!

The sacred and sublime light falls on the terraced fields!

Waves of invisible fluctuations spread in all directions, almost like a bomb detonated, and the air wave raged, and a large amount of water vapor came oncoming!

Hong Ye looked at this scene coldly: "Oh, the movement is not small."

Regular gods, dangerous gods, and disaster gods correspond to three levels in turn, each with different signs of coming.

The fusion of adjacent levels will happen from time to time, such as the regular god and the dangerous god, and the dangerous god and the disaster god. As for the situation where the regular god and the disaster god do not come together for the time being, it may be because the gap between the two is too great.

"correct."

Hongye glanced at Guo Bojun: "Is Tang Hong on the news again?"

Guo Bojun continued: "Well, it's the video of his back at the space station."

Going to the sky again and getting news again, even Hongye couldn't help being a little envious: "It's really self-willed... don't even talk about the follow-up matters of Xingduyan's flight to space."

Guo Bojun was taken aback for a moment, and felt strange that Xingchenyan didn't fly out and failed on the spot, so there was no follow-up.

He didn't ask.

Hong Ye didn't bother to explain.

All the saints, as well as Tang Hongfang and Nanxun, have acquiesced. Dr. Sang, who was originally a first-level researcher at the Central Research Institute, is about to be questioned by the government.

——

According to the relevant regulations of the professional title management review system of the Huaguo Personnel Department, the researcher title series includes research intern (junior), assistant researcher (intermediate), associate researcher (deputy senior), researcher (senior senior).

Researchers are further divided into four grades, the grades from high to low are first grade, second grade, third grade, and fourth grade.

The minimum level is level four.

Even so, the selection criteria for the fourth-level researchers of the Central Research Institute are extremely high. It is only one of the many conditions to have graduated with a Ph.

Dr. Sang was a third-level researcher before starting the cooperation on the first day.

Later, he made great contributions to the country, enjoyed a high reputation, and was recognized by the extraordinary world. He was promoted to a first-level researcher just now. Compared with people of the same level, it can be said that Dr. Sang is quite young, and even enviable.

...

In the relevant departments of the Imperial City, a well-dressed middle-aged man received instructions from his superiors—after a temporary discussion by the Chinese Parliament, it was decided to launch an investigation around Dr. Sang.

"What?"

"How can I be held responsible?"

The task was heavy and the pressure was great. The middle-aged man's expression changed again and again: "First-level researchers are special-level positions specially set up by the state, and they are all academicians of the Huaguo Academy of Sciences and Huaguo Academy of Engineering."

A first-level researcher, no matter which or which scientific research work he is responsible for, he can't afford to offend him.

Not to mention Dr. Sang, who is known as a "world-class expert in the field of extraordinary gods".

"This? It's a big fire pit."

He had no choice but to ask for leave and was rejected. He applied to transfer this task to a colleague, but was criticized by his superiors and severely rejected, and he was given a profound education in socialist values.

It’s not okay to pretend to be sick, even if you are lame, you have to climb to the North Pole.

You have to write a review letter, at least 3,000 words.

It's really a bit miserable.

The big fire pit in front of him, he had to jump if he didn't jump, and he had to support his family... After a large amount of information about the invasion of the gods in different spaces was released, the property market collapsed slightly, the stock market crashed, and the world's prices skyrocketed. Fortunately, Huaguo's social system can Carry out comprehensive control, and there is no error for the time being.

"well."

"It's hard to move an inch without money in this world." The middle-aged man stroked his short hair and fell silent.

The credibility of the government has been further strengthened, but it depends on who it is compared with. Compared with before, it is slightly better, but it is just in its early days.

On the other hand, it is terrifying to have extraordinary trustworthiness.

There is no black material on the entire network, no harm in the sheep - there are 7,000 extraordinary people in the whole country, each of whom is individually selected, either with a perfect image, or with a unity of words and deeds, very down-to-earth. Comparing the two, the status of government personnel seems to have improved, but in fact it has weakened a lot.

"It's too difficult."

He shook his head, packed up, and prepared to go to the North Pole.

...

Arctic Circle.

It is very dark in July.

In a world of ice and snow, the world is a vast expanse of white, and a mild blizzard sweeps in all directions.

Crash! !

Stardust Goose's paws were embedded in the ice, and the steel-cast jet-black wings slowly spread out, flapping two or three times, immediately dispelling the storm in a radius of a kilometer, and the sky and earth returned to clarity. The feeling of extreme clarity surprised people.

but……

Xingchen Yan was even more surprised!

It hangs its head and overlooks the people below. There are scientific researchers and military leaders. People of all colors from all over the world gather together for the same goal: to awaken an ancient overlord .

"snort."

Xingchen Yan stared at the crowd, his pupils rolled, staring at one of them.

That man was Dr. Sang.

Wearing a heavy cotton jacket and cotton cap, he seemed to have no sense of presence. He stood on the edge of the crowd, his eyes dazed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Humanity!"

"You said my kindred is sleeping here, why can't I sense it!" Xingchen Goose said loudly, if Dr. Sang hadn't sworn that there was an overlord here, no one would come here, and it didn't bother to fly over.

It's tiring now.

The cracks in the different space turned into sacred chains all over the sky to beat the star dust goose, it couldn't fly out at all, and its body and mind were very tired.

Just about to eat some divine breath, supplement nutrition, and restore physical strength, I received the news that human beings have found the sleeping place of an unknown overlord.

But it felt it carefully.

There is clearly no sense of the same race nearby.

Suddenly,

Xingchen Yan became impatient,

It just wants to close its eyes and have a good sleep. It doesn't like being disturbed: "Where is it? I think you made a mistake!"

"You can't perceive it."

Below, on the ice, Dr. Sang raised his head: "It is sleeping at the bottom of the sea, at a depth of about five kilometers."

The rest nodded secretly.

The North Pole is different from the South Pole.

The Arctic is a mixture of sea water and ice and snow. The ice surface where everyone stands is frozen all year round. Further down is the deepest part of the Arctic Ocean. It is also an unknown area that is difficult to explore with current technology.

Xingchenyan was stunned: "Five thousand meters under the sea? How do you know?"

Hearing its thunderous sound, everyone turned their heads and looked at Dr. Sang, curious from the bottom of their hearts, how did they know the specific coordinates of the ancient overlord who had been sleeping for an unknown number of years.

Dr. Sang shook his head: "That is not important, the most important thing is to wake it up."

heard the words.

Xingchen Yan fell silent.

"Cough cough."

It imitated a human cough, and said slowly: "This matter needs to be discussed again. We have to think about it in the long run. There is absolutely no rush."

Someone said loudly: "Please don't worry, there are still a lot of reserves of finished products of Divine Breath."

"kindness?"

A faint killing intent flashed across Xingchen Yan's pupils.

It doesn't like people to interrupt—especially these divine humans, they feel disgusted when they look at them, and they wish to eat them all one by one. If they are chewed, the taste will be even more delicious.

But can't do that.

Human beings have the power to die together and are eligible to form alliances.

What's more, there is Tang Hong...

It firmly believes in the ingenious misunderstanding of "the designated person of the ancestors"... because it firmly believes that it is impossible for human beings to rely on themselves to obtain a powerful force comparable to them.

'but. '

'What good will it do me to wake up my kindred. '

‘As long as you can get enough finished products of divine breath, you don’t have to worry about starving to death. When the time comes, human life or death has nothing to do with me. '

Xingchen Yan didn't want to agree to this matter.

Waking up another Overlord will not do it any good.

It's better to just make an excuse, anyway, the obligations of the alliance have been fulfilled, and it flies around the world, preventing the expansion of the altars of gods, which can be called the utmost benevolence.

Right now.

It heard Dr. Sang speak in a low voice.

"Do you want to be a leader?"

"As far as I know, the leader of the overlord will be given randomly among the awakened overlords." Dr. Sang twisted his stiff neck, staring straight at Stardust Goose's green pupils: "Summer is over, autumn is here, I will Tell you how to compete for the seat of the overlord leader."

The implication is that it must do its best to agree to the demands of human beings!

Roar!

Xingchenyan let out a low growl, his eyes were teasing, how could it be something that anyone can manipulate.

As the overlord of ancient times, at the top of the biological chain, he almost ruled the natural world. His ferocity and brutality have been integrated into his cell genes, and he doesn't know what compromise is.

Moreover.

Just arrest a few people, kill a few people, presumably human beings will not tear themselves apart from it.

"You asked me if I wanted to be a leader!"

"Of course I want to!"

Xingchenyan instantly transmitted the sound, retracted its wings, and grabbed Dr. Sang with one claw, directly pinching Dr. Sang, as if pinching a fragile and small ant.

push a little harder,

This man is going to die,

It opened its mouth wide, and its tone was ferocious, and its ferocious and cruel eyes frightened people to death: "You have only one choice, tell me right now! Either speak or die, I suggest you be wiser."

Dr. Sang shook his head: "I have already used a special amnestic, and I forgot all about it."

"I can only remember after the summer."

"You kill me, that's fine, but it doesn't make sense."

Dr. Sang looked indifferent.

finished speaking.

But it saw its sharp claws standing on the ice suddenly lifted.

With a movement of its sharp claws, it swiped two or three times in the air, followed by four or five people, and their internal organs flowed out. Before it could utter a scream, its slightly dazed eyesight became terrified, and it fell straight down, losing everything. vitality.

"It's so vicious."

Dr. Sang was unmoved, turned his head with a smile, and said to Xingchenyan: "Reducing staff is a good thing, why don't you kill a few more?"

In terms of cruelty, he is not as good as the overlord.

In terms of indifference and ruthlessness, he is better than the overlord.

For a higher goal, temporarily sacrificing some people is an inevitable thing. Dr. Sang's expression is not changed, and he talks freely, wanting to discuss the pros and cons of population reduction with Xingchen Yan.

Xingchenyan tore away the friendly and kind veil, and returned to the ferocious nature: "You have good guts, which is good, because I plan to play a little game with you."