The international Gregorian calendar has entered the second half of May, and countries around the world have sounded the countdown to the summer catastrophe, but there is more or less time.

First of all.

Depending on the time zone, there will be slight differences in the number of days.

The world is divided into different time zones, one at 15° longitude from east to west.

There are a total of twenty-four time zones around the world, with a one-hour difference in time between adjacent regions.

Usually a country or a region spans most time zones at the same time, taking care of administrative and other aspects, and unifying the time of all regions of the country. For example, China has a vast territory, a large population, and splendid mountains and rivers, and almost spans five time zones, and only the standard time of the eighth time zone in the east is used.

Secondly.

The countdown algorithm varies, some add today, and some count it as June 1st.

But in any case, the timing is the same.

It is estimated that the node of midsummer starts at 0:00 a.m. on June 1 in the East 1st District - 8 a.m. if you convert the Huaguo time in the East 8th District.

......

Within the territory of China.

May 21st.

The countdown given by the otherworld: ten days.

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Heiji Division, Rice Flower Organization, Wind Hunter sat in the dimly lit office, his face changed for a long time, and he couldn't help but light a Changbai Mountain thin pole cigarette.

"How. ”

"I haven't reacted yet, and all of a sudden there are ten days left??"

The wind hunter was no longer obscene, and his transcendent body curled up like a newborn baby at this time, with only smoke surrounding the vicissitudes of the middle-aged man's face.

"Time flies so fast. ”

"Old horse......"

The Wind Hunter, who was now a peak advisor, felt more and more sad in his heart, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes seemed to be hidden in the smoke, and the gripping fluctuations faintly came out, and he was getting closer and closer to the critical point of entering the Holy Spirit.

But.

The Wind Hunter would rather not want this mourning than hear the shocking news of the sudden death of his long-time friend Ma Lisan.

The second catastrophe in China struck - no casualties.

The third disaster in China - the advisor code name volunteer, Ma Lisan was killed in battle, and two advisors were all killed in battle. On the contrary, there were no casualties among the top transcendentals, because with the valuable experience of the first catastrophe, the top participation in the disaster-level battlefield was useless at all.

Knock, knock, the Wind Hunter knocked twice on the dark brown desk with numerous scratches on the surface.

"If only it were fake. ”

Fake news is not unheard of in the past. In addition to the blocking battle, in terms of monitoring, the transcendent world will also have some outrageous mistakes.

After all, reality doesn't need logic.

Unfortunately, the news has been confirmed, Ma Lisan died in battle yesterday, and the mutilated steel body will be transported back to Heiji Sub-district today, and the wind hunters are ready to bury this old friend in the depths of the snow-capped mountains according to Ma Lisan's will.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard.

He raised his head instantly, the tears and reddened eyes were all gone, and he looked solemn.

Outside the door.

The footsteps disappeared again.

Probably deliberately stopping outside the door...... Zhu Guo left enough time to gently push open the dark wooden door of the advisor's office.

She is rare today without makeup.

Her face was a little haggard: "The fourth calamity has begun. ”

"So fast. ”

The Wind Hunter frowned, "Why didn't I get the notification message...... Wasn't it the third time yesterday just ended?"

Although she was without makeup, she was also extremely beautiful, Zhu Guo was wearing a pair of light white stockings, she didn't respond to the wind hunter, she glanced at the office thoughtfully, and the sky blue curtains were closed, covering it tightly.

The room is dimly lit and difficult to see.

There seems to be dust flying, and there is a bit of dust.

Zhu Guo frowned, his eyes moved slightly, staring at the brown desk and the sitting posture of the wind hunter: "This seems to be really the sorrow of the seven feelings." ’

She said, "Open the window to let in." ”

Zhu Guo waved his hand and opened the sky blue curtains and double windows, and the early summer sun from the outside world suddenly shone into the room.

Suddenly.

The office became extremely bright, and the mood was much more open, and the wind hunter subconsciously used his palms to block out the bright light.

"The sun is too dazzling today. ”

The Wind Hunter subconsciously spoke.

The late May sun is indeed warm, and when it shines indoors, it creates a particularly laid-back and tranquil atmosphere.

Light passes through the air,

The light shines through the glass windows,

Falling on the windowsill, on the ground, on the brown desk covered with scratches, and on the sofa, Zhu Guo's slender legs, she exuded a pure and ethereal elegance.

Zhu Guo held his chin and said lazily: "The fourth disaster happened in the Quang Nam subdistrict, and the Saint Fang Nanxun arrived in time and was in a fierce battle. ”

"Almost...... Nine times out of ten, it's fine. ”

Hearing the words "timely arrival", the Wind Hunter breathed a sigh of relief.

Last year, Fang Nanxun was still a peak consultant, ranking third in the nationwide consultant-level combat power list.

This year, it is only May, and Fang Nanxun is already a saint. According to rumors, Fang Nanxun is about to reach the level of a peak saint: "No wonder Tang Hong went abroad to take over Fang Nanxun's mission to enter the sainthood and sit on the altar of the gods." ”

The Wind Hunter thinks he has no culture, and he doesn't know how to describe it.

It's about the Taji horse race......

Tang Hong and Fang Nanxun could both easily sit on the altar of the gods...... In the face of the disaster, Fang Nanxun was relatively more secure.

Tang Hong can also do it, but he is too risky to fight against disaster-level gods, and the fault tolerance rate is too low, and if he makes a mistake, he will fall into disadvantage.

Tang Hong can't be expected to create miracles every time.

"Yes. ”

"Tang Hong's strength is unbalanced. Zhu Guo's face was a little haggard, she stayed up all night and didn't sleep.

Insomnia is a trivial matter, and the main thing is that you are in a bad mood. But speaking of Tang Hong, Zhu Guo was stunned, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently outlined a sincere smile: "Tang Hong was rated as the weakest saint in history, and then, in less than half a month, the official rewrote the evaluation and determined that Tang Hong belonged to the middle of the ranks of saints." ”

"Seven days of genius. ”

"Tang Hong is about to be comparable to the number one of the year. ”

Zhu Guo's tone was quiet, happy for Tang Hong, but also a little lonely.

She was saddened by ...... So far, they have not yet obtained the entry qualification to participate in this year's midsummer battle.

Only Summit Advisors are eligible to participate.

"Haha. ”

The Wind Hunter leaned on the edge of his desk and let out an embarrassed and smug laugh: "Only a peak advisor like me can see the true gods, you are a woman's family, rest honestly." ”

Zhu Guo sighed, a little helpless: "I also want to witness the true god come and die in front of Him, it's better than waiting for news." ”

Hear the words.

The Wind Hunter got up and walked to the window, where he saw the rising sun through the window.

He suggested: "You can apply a mask for treatment, and the battle of the Holocaust will be won in one hour." ”

"Alright. ”

"The old horse is back...... Let's go down and fetch him. ”

The Wind Hunter whispered, turning his head to look at Zhu Guo.

The sun shone on half of his face, bright on the left side, but dark on the right, in shadows, as if there was a dividing line between light and darkness.

"Let's go. ”

"Let's go down and pick him up. ”

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In the Imperial Capital Division, the headquarters of the Yellow River Organization, Li Guanglei strode through the mercury channel made of double-layer tempered glass.

He moved into the office at the consultant level.

Knock knock~

Li Guanglei knocked on the wooden door of Yu Ming's office, but did not respond in the slightest: "Consultant Yu?"

I saw a door next to it open automatically.

Mo Xiusheng's voice came from inside: "Yu Ming asked for leave to go home in the afternoon, what are you looking for her?" ”

Leave?

It's easy for the advisor level to take a leave of absence.

Li Guanglei was puzzled, and looked up at the brand-new logo marked with the word Yu Ming. With the official date of the transcendental publication, many transcendents no longer hide their real names, and the little red bottle has also taken full effect.

All the transcendents who take the little red bottle seal the divinity.

Even if it is famous, it has no impact, and several transcendent people have already tried it.

While thinking, while turning around, Li Guanglei walked to another office: "Advisor Mo, I want to ask about the artifact resources." ”

Since the beginning of the year, 100 transcendent points have been exchanged for a bottle of standard artifacts, which has become a buy one get one free.

This promotion is only available to the extraordinary.

And just yesterday, the original price was restored.

Li Guanglei is now the leader of the Imperial Capital Division's blocking team, and more than a dozen standard transcendents under him are very distressed about this matter...... Mo Xiusheng shook his head and smiled, the countdown to midsummer began, and the transcendent world was making preparations for the final stage.

If June 1st has passed......

On the second day, it will be fully public......

It is imperative to expand the recruitment of extraordinary, and of course the divine resources have to be saved.

Mo Xiusheng knocked his forehead twice and said, "The welfare period has passed, and this thing is worth your special run." ”

"It just so happens that I'm also going to exchange for a high-level artifact, so I won't bother you. Li Guanglei smiled and was about to leave.

Mok's office is about 50 square meters.

The interior is decorated in an unusual style, with children's paintings hanging on the walls, pots of black flowers placed on the flower stands in the corners, and curtains turned into metal grids painted with strange patterns, which looks like a dark style.

"Wait. ”

Mo Xiusheng's eyes moved away from the information in his hand and fell on Li Guanglei: "I feel that you seem to be under a lot of psychological pressure recently. ”

Li Guanglei: "It's okay. ”

Mo Xiusheng looked at him deeply: "Let's not compare with Tang Hongfang Nanxun, these two are monsters." ”

I think that when he broke through the consultant level back then, Fang Nanxun was still a top transcendent, and Tang Hong was still in high school.

Five years have passed.

Mo Xiusheng is still at the level of advisor, and he can't shake the old ways.

"We have to be rational, we have to be objective, we have to face our position correctly. Mo Xiusheng got up and said seriously, chattered for a while, and it was okay to be idle, the two walked to the mercury passage, and smoked a cigarette on the side.

The two of them swallowed the clouds and spitted out the mist, their faces were comfortable, and they enjoyed a rare calm.

Further back.

Days like this are numbered.

The mercury channel shimmers with subtle light.

The two lowered their heads and smoked sullenly, Li Guanglei looked up at Mo Xiusheng, and stopped talking, stopping talking.

"Advisor Mo's ......"

Li Guanglei extinguished the cigarette with his fingers: "Will there really be a great change after midsummer?" "The [Divine War or there will be a great change] circulating in the transcendent world has not been confirmed by heavyweights.

Mo Xiusheng shrugged: "The Central Research Institute also said that this year's midsummer is just the beginning. ”

"The beginning?"

Li Guanglei's face was dull and in disbelief, and he left the Yellow River headquarters with a doubt.

Mo Xiusheng stayed where he was, standing in the shadows, unable to see his specific face clearly: "Even the true gods will be divided into three, six, nine, and so on, what are we facing...... Maybe it's really the beginning. ”

The other side.

Yu Ming, who broke through to the peak consultant, accompanied her daughter to the amusement park, and was also thinking about it, and she had some bad premonitions.

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Yunhai subdistrict, a certain community, a high-end residential building.

Guo Bojun was lying on the gold and silver sofa, groping for the use of the first belief to better combine willpower.

"Tianxingjian, a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement. ”

Guo Bojun's first belief is self-improvement!

As a top-level transcendent, he officially joined the Sequence Blockade last month to assist with dangerous level missions.

If there is a regular level, you can go and you will go.

He thought secretly: "The first belief in self-improvement does not belong to the high-grade sequence, but it has an extremely obvious effect on willpower. My words and deeds are in line with self-improvement, and my willpower will continue to improve. ”

"Enter the country according to this. ”

"At the end of this year, there will be an opportunity to hit the advisory level. ”

Pioneer transcendental, i.e., advisor level. The former is a transcendent realm title, and the latter is a duty pronoun, and everyone is accustomed to the latter.

Just thinking about it.

He heard the delicate sound of the door lock turning.