31. The Wheel of History
Lu Xi pulled out his hand and snapped his fingers, the green light dissipated, the psionic engine went out, the carriage was quiet again, and everything returned to normal.
Han Qingfeng looked at Lu Xi in a daze, the spiritual energy engine that can only be driven by 128 cultivators, you can do it alone?
"Lao Lu, did I hallucinate just now and heard the train start?"
"Well, you heard it wrong, when you are old, the back of the ear is also a normal phenomenon, and you have to serve the old." Lu Xi patted Lao Han's shoulder and persuaded him.
"Oh, that's it...... That's right, you're lying to me again, what's going on with your left hand and right hand in slow motion just now, and it's still glowing? ”
Han Qingfeng slowed down for a while, his tone was a little sour, "My psionic level is level 6, alas, I can't drive this train." With that aura control ability, you can do it all by yourself. I've been working on it for so many years, and this psionic engine and little train were invented especially for you? ”
"Besides, one person can drive it, what kind of train, that's a bicycle."
"Old Han, you're jealous. If you still eat lemons when you're so old, can your teeth stand it? Lu Xi quipped.
"I'll be jealous of you? I, I'm happy for you. Han Qingfeng said: "Originally, I was worried about how to let you represent 53 to compete, but now it seems that you have unlimited potential, and you will soon be able to make your debut in the C position." ”
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Congqiu walked into the carriage and saw Lu Xi and Han Qingfeng who were hooking up, frowning again, she felt that she had to find an opportunity to warn this kid who didn't know the seriousness.
Congqiu said: "Director Han, everyone is here, and the ceremony can begin." Then he turned and left.
"And rituals?" Lu Xi asked.
"Yes, today is an internal ribbon-cutting ceremony for the Eastern Train."
"So important?"
"This is where the wheels of history are rolling forward."
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The red banner was hung high, and the black locomotive also had a big red flower hanging on the front. Everything was festive.
Lingneng Machinery Research Institute, Dongfang Rail Transit Company, Lanhai No. 2 Machine Tool Factory, Qingzhou Heavy Machinery, Lanhai University, District 53 Cultivators Association, and the personnel who participated in the development of psionic engines and Dongfang trains, standing in front of the railroad tracks, thousands of people filled the factory to the brim.
This should have been Han Qingfeng's most enjoyable speech (pretending) session, but he was stimulated by Lu Xi just now, and he felt that everything was boring.
I have worked hard for so long, the psionic level is level 6, the ability level is level 6, and the master can be counted in the 53 area. It's so awesome, it's not as good as Lao Lu's sleep for a hundred years.
The train that can be driven by 128 people, he can drive it alone, and he has done everything he can't think of, and the ability characteristics are amazing, right? Drive the train now, and go further, you are not allowed to drive an aircraft carrier yet?
Han Qingfeng has no passion, and his speech is like reading from a script.
Zhao Daming, who rushed to the Psionic Machinery Research Institute after finishing things, stood in the crowd and was a little puzzled. This is not the normal level of the boss, is it another contradiction?
Han Qingfeng suddenly thought about it, who is Lao Lu's closest person? It's me. Who knows Lao Lu's many little secrets? It's me. Who woke up Lao Lu? It's me.
Why should I eat Lao Lu's vinegar?
And this is my home field, I need to get it back.
Han Qingfeng smiled slightly and said, "I am very honored to be the director of the executive committee of District 53. ”
"But I'm ashamed that I've probably only done three things over the years."
"One is to maintain the peace and stability of Area 53, and the second is to divide the ability trait into six ability domains, which encompass all ability types, preventing people from being divided because of the ability trait. The third is to attach importance to education and ensure that all people have the right to receive education and practice. ”
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"The success of the development of the psionic engine and the Eastern Train is all due to everyone, and I am just providing a small suggestion to create a relatively stable environment for everyone, and it is you who have invented the tools to create history with your command and courage."
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"In a few days, we will unveil this great invention, and your name will be remembered forever, along with the psionic engine, the Eastern Train."
"This is where the wheels of history are rolling forward."
"Let those cultivators who look down on, who don't care, who don't look down on ordinary people and waste abilities, tremble under the wheels."
Applause again, warm applause.
Lu Xi didn't complain again, he was still immersed in the pleasure of driving a train, the feeling was that the huge steel machine had become an organ of his body, connected to his blood.
Although I knew from the beginning that the ability of [Aura Control] would not be simple, I didn't expect that there would be such a way to open it, and I could still take the train driver's route.
Technology can not only change life, but also practice.
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It's all over, in a small car driving in the dark.
Han Qingfeng said: "Go to my house, I haven't talked to you at night for a long time." As he spoke, he patted Lu Xi on the shoulder.
Lu Xi was cold, frowning from autumn. Zhao Daming was overjoyed, he felt that the eldest family was harmonious, which was conducive to the work of the assistant.
In Han Qingfeng's single-family villa, the two talked all night.
It's all about things before the revival of Reiki. Who has a crush on whom, who is the spare tire, why are you playing games so dish, and the professional teacher who looks at you is pregnant...
These little things seem to be more important than the revival of the aura, the invasion of the otherworld, and the fall of the city.
Only talk about the past and not talk about the future, in such an era, the future is too elusive.
Early the next morning, Han Qingfeng was in good spirits, and Lu Xi was a little sluggish.
Lao Han wanted to scream again, "Look at you, it's not as good as me, an old man, you have to exercise, young man." ”
Lu Xi glanced at him, "It's a big master, and you can't change the problem of snoring and grinding your teeth." ”
"This, how can it be called snoring in the matter of cultivators, it is absorbing spiritual energy in sleep......
While the two were eating breakfast, Han Qingfeng said, "Let Congqiu send you to school later." I still have some things, and some organizations and companies have been giving me trouble lately. Hmph, when I announce the Psionic Engine and the Eastern Train, I'll smash them in the face. ”
"Don't you think it's strange to send me to school?" Lu Xi was a little dissatisfied, "I'll go, I haven't returned all night." I'm going to deduct points. ”
Lu Xi had an idea, found a few blank pieces of paper, and said to Han Qingfeng: "Old Han help me write a few sentences, the more literary the better, and the more sour, the better." This is what you're good at. ”
As soon as Lao Han heard that there was an opportunity to pretend to be forced, he naturally didn't miss it, so he wrote it when he picked up the pen.
"The sword is not matched, and it is already a river and lake when you go out."
"I ran away for half my life, and I still came back as a teenager."
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Lu Xi looked confused, what is this, the words are as ugly as ever.
He held back his sore teeth and said, "Okay, Lao Han writes well, sign his name, and get another one." ”
Lao Han was in high spirits and lifted his pen like a dragon.
Lu Xi thought to himself, I hope the dormitory aunt can recognize Lao Han's words. If it is feasible, if you don't return home at night in the future, you will rely on Lao Han's words.
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