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Night.

The small artificial sun hanging over the institute had been turned off, and there was not a single light in the residential area.

Fang Wen lay on his large bed, his hands formed a strange seal, his mouth made an extremely slight chime, his breath was long and endless, and wisps of cyan and silver light and mist could be faintly seen going in and out of his body. The cyan color is the wind strength of his cultivation, and the silver color is the soul power of his cultivation.

Now his Feng Qi cultivation is very low, and he doesn't need to spend too much energy to control it, and his strong soul is enough to ensure that he is not at risk of going mad while practicing the arts. The wind slowly exercised his body, making his young body stronger little by little, but he recalled the shocking scene he saw during the day.

When the elated Fang Han and Wen Xiuxiu left the education base building with Fang Wen in their arms, they happened to see a group of soldiers snatching children from the arms of several couples. The children were crying high-pitched, and their parents were screaming and begging for mercy. They fought with the soldiers for their lives, but they were mercilessly knocked to the ground. The soldiers didn't spare their hands, they were very heavy, and they even smashed the parents with the butts of their guns, and the blood left marks on the ground.

Fang Han was afraid that Fang Wen would see these scenes, so he hurriedly covered his eyes. Fang Wen's keen hearing, but from the mouths of those onlookers, he probably knew some inside information.

These children did not pass the IQ test. It's not that they're stupid, it's just that they didn't finish the test because they were napping or distracted.

But the standards are put there, and the children who did not complete the test, all of them are listed as unqualified.

They will be subject to what is known as 'severe punishment', or their parents will be able to spare them for a fee. Citizenship drops one level or pays enough fines.

The parents who were beaten by the soldiers were those who either had reached the lowest level of citizenship or were unable to make up the fines. They wanted to take back their children, but they were powerless to resist the soldiers.

No one said what that punishment was, but Fang Wen felt a heavy heart. An iron curtain enveloped him, and he slightly faced the coldness and ruthlessness of this iron curtain.

He made up his mind that he would first be able to protect himself. He didn't want anything to go wrong, and one day it would be his turn to try that frightening unknown punishment.

Exhale~~~Suck~~~

Exhale~~~Suck~~~

Fang Wen's small body floated. He spread his hands outstretched, and there was a faint flash of blue light between his fingers. Wisps of wind inhaled into his body, blended into the cyclone in his body, and slowly turned into his own strength. This body, when he was possessed and reborn, he used all his soul power to transform it into the most perfect wind spirit body, so his cultivation speed was very fast, much faster than ordinary people.

Of course, not fast enough. Fang Wen sighed, it would be wonderful if there were a few S-A-1 Yuan Liquid now.

"I have never been a diligent person! But that thing, it's rare. He sighed helplessly, and a cold silver light flashed in his slightly open eyes.

He can still be with Fang Han and Wen Xiuxiu for two months, and then he will be sent to the training base in another city to join the so-called 'A-class elite training'.

The first stage of elite training in the A class, from the age of four to the age of twelve. In the past eight years, Fang Han and Wen Xiuxiu could only visit him a few times.

"I wonder what they have in mind? I'm their only child, and if they throw me in that jail place, will they miss me? ”

Shaking his head, Fang Wen thought amusedly: "Well, what about so much? Will you miss them? Maybe? ”

"Will it? Wouldn't it? ”

Fang Wen's ears echoed with the miserable cries of those parents in the square. He wondered what had happened to them, but he had no way of knowing what had happened.

In two months, I'm leaving.

Fang Wen was a little reluctant to see the two trees outside the window. The two thin, malnourished, lonely-looking trees.

Then, he was a little reluctant to those two people. Of course, he was not very willing to admit it.

"Forget it, for the past two months, I'll accompany the clown and make them happy."

Sighing softly, Fang Wen nodded and shook his head again.

Two months later, Fang Wen forcibly squeezed out a few tears, said goodbye to Fang Han and Wen Xiuxiu, who were crying a mess, and under the leadership of a man in black, boarded a strange flying machine with a completely black body that felt like a big crow.

In addition to Fang Wen, there were eleven other children in the cramped cabin. The children sat upright in their seats, looked Fang Wen up and down with cold eyes, turned their heads away, and didn't make any moves. Obviously, genius is not just Fang Wen.

However, Fang Wen knew that these dolls were all matured with potions. Brain domain development, physical strength, etc., all the indicators that can be detected by the instrument have various corresponding enhancement agents.

And these dolls who can successfully pass the test have been carefully trained and educated since they were one or two years old.

Fang Han was only a B-level researcher. And among the citizens of the A class, there are many powerful figures.

I found a seat at the back and sat down, and a few seat belts popped up on the seat to tie Fang Wen tightly. A man in black took the list and counted the number of people, and the aircraft let out a sharp whistling sound, slowly soared several meters high, and flew out quickly against the ground.

The aircraft did not have a porthole and could not see the scenery outside, but Fang Wen knew that Fang Han and Wen Xiuxiu must be watching him.

His heart was depressed, and he clenched his fists tightly and gently compared the head of a small doll in front of him.

"Hopefully, this damn elite training will have the information I want to know."