Sipingyuan Community, Room 204, Building 9.

Wang Zhiyang took out the key and inserted it into the hole, dragging his somewhat tired body back home.

"Brother, you're back." Wang Mengxi, who was cooking in the kitchen, poked his head out, and there was still a little flour attached to his face.

Well!

Wang Zhiyang replied lightly and walked to his room.

"Brother, hurry up and pack up, it's time to eat." Wang Mengxi watched her brother walk towards the room and couldn't help but remind.

Well! Good!

Wang Zhiyang's tone was still flat, with an absent-minded look, Wang Zhiyang, who was thinking about things, walked into the room, and the whole person was lying on the tidy bed. A desk and a chair, as well as the wire bed under Wang Zhiyang, are all the belongings in Wang Zhiyang's room.

In the corner of the room, four or five large cardboard boxes were neatly stacked there, and a thin layer of viscous dust meant that these cardboard boxes had not been opened for a long time, and I didn't know what they contained!

Wang Zhiyang lay on the bed, thinking carefully about what he had done today.

"I'm a little impulsive!" Wang Zhiyang muttered to himself with some distress.

After coming out of the mission hall, Wang Zhiyang was blown by the cold wind of the night on the main road, and became sober, no longer carried away by the huge commission. Wang Zhiyang, who calmed down, was a little distressed, but he didn't regret it, he understood this truth very early, even if he was crying, he had to complete it, regret was useless.

Wang Zhiyang was lying on the bed, thinking about the task in his heart, and at this time, in a backstage control room on the second floor of the Star Alliance Association Building, a person was about to go crazy.

Li Mingjie, a task acceptance system administrator of the Tianhai Branch of the Star Alliance Association, just when the task was updated at 9 o'clock before, there was a special task, a lot of information has not been confirmed, and it is under investigation.

Who would have thought that when it was about to be updated, he suddenly had a stomachache and went to the toilet, but he didn't expect that it took a long time to go, and after nine o'clock, the task was automatically updated.

In fact, it's nothing, it's good to revoke the wrong task, but the reason why Li Mingjie is crazy is because of this, who knows that the madman will directly take the task after a while, and the task is in the process of being completed, and it can't be revoked on the one hand.

Seeing that the revocation could not be completed, Li Mingjie's legs trembled, it's over! It's over!

Because there have been incidents in the past where a large number of Star Guards were damaged due to the wrong task release, the administrator who finally issued the wrong mission was directly responsible and was assigned to the border death camp, and died at the border in less than a week.

At this moment, the door to the back-of-house control room was opened from the outside.

"Xiaojie, this is the information of that mission, you can report it!" At the door, a middle-aged man who was also wearing an administrator's overalls walked over and handed a black think tank to Li Mingjie, who was sitting in the middle of a holographic operation screen.

The middle-aged man didn't mean to take it when he saw that Li Mingjie didn't mean to answer, and he wasn't annoyed, everyone knew that Li Mingjie was usually very weird, a science and technology nerd, he didn't say anything, put the think tank on the table and turned away.

Li Mingjie didn't look at the think tank that was placed on the table, his eyes were empty and he looked at the rows of neatly arranged cabinets, his face was ugly and scary.

"It's not my fault, it's not me, it's not me who sent that madman to death! Don't blame me......" Li Mingjie yelled hysterically in his heart over and over again, wanting to comfort himself.

This administrator, who came to work in the building after graduating from the University of Science and Technology, is really weak and pitiful.

"Yes, yes, yes......" Li Mingjie, who was originally sitting on the chair next to the console, suddenly yelled, and a series of pairs didn't know what made him so excited.

Li Mingjie hurriedly rushed to the operating table where the think tank was placed, and he didn't even care that the gold-rimmed glasses on his face fell to the ground and were trampled on.

Li Mingjie plugged in the think tank he got into his hands and quickly rummaged through the information inside.

Bz028

The database was opened, and after calling up the task to accept the minimum standard, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Li Mingjie's mouth, this task is to find the star base fruit, as the name suggests, it is to help people shape the star base of the herb, the most important thing for a person to become a star guard is to condense the star base, I don't know how many people are stuck in this step.

When you see the content of the task, you know that this task will not be too simple, and if this is the case, the minimum standard must be the cultivation of the forging period. Li Mingjie sighed, this is even God is going to kill me!

"Huh~ The person who accepted the task saw that he had obtained the star base fruit and still quickly took the task, could it be a person with good strength?" Li Mingjie seemed to see hope, pulled over the swivel chair on the side, sat on it, and his hands quickly clicked on the console, and after a while, Wang Zhiyang's information appeared on the light curtain.

"Wang Zhiyang? I've never heard of it! Li Mingjie searched his memory, but he couldn't find Wang Zhiyang, so he could only hope for this person named Wang Zhiyang.

"Uncle Wang, you have to come on, my life is all in your hands." Li Mingjie also knew that he could not do anything when he saw this, so he prayed silently.

……

Wang Zhiyang, who was lying on his big bed, didn't care about this, and he didn't know that just because he picked up someone, he would inadvertently control the fate of a person.

"The mission time requirement is three days, and you have to start as soon as possible. Clothes, dry food, water, and weapons must be fully prepared......" Wang Zhiyang looked at the ceiling with a pair of unfocused eyes, silently thinking in his heart.

This is the first time I have gone out of the city to kill Warcraft, and if I lose money, I didn't go to deliver food to Warcraft!

"Brother, the meal is ready, it's time to come out to eat!" My sister shouted outside the room.

"Okay! Here it comes. ”

……

At the dinner table, the brother and sister ate the rice in the bowl.

Usually, both of them live in the school, eat in the school cafeteria, and only cook some food by themselves when they return home on weekends. Wang Zhiyang usually works late at night, and he will not eat out in order to save money, and the sensible Wang Mengxi will also wait until his brother is about to come back to cook, so that his brother who is tired after a day can eat hot meals.

"Brother, I'm sorry this morning!" When the meal was about to be finished, Wang Mengxi whispered.

"It's okay, it's all over, don't say you won't go to school in the future!" When Wang Zhiyang heard his sister's apology, he instantly understood what he was talking about, and said in a deep voice.

"yes, I see." Listening to Wang Zhiyang's words, Wang Mengxi remembered the dispute in the morning, and finally nodded.

"Xiaoxi, brother has good news for you." Wang Zhiyang heard his sister's answer and said mysteriously.

"Huh? What is it? ”

"Your brother and I have raised my salary, isn't it! In the future, we will all be rich people who eat one and throw one energy intestine. Wang Zhiyang showed off to his sister with a proud face, what the hell was going on Wang Zhiyang didn't say deeply, just to give his sister a peace of mind.

……

After dinner, Wang Zhiyang returned to the house, thought about it, took out a pen and paper, wrote a long sentence, and then folded the paper in half and put it in the middle of the desk.

After doing this, Wang Zhiyang turned around and walked to the corner where a bunch of boxes were placed, turned out a small cardboard box at the bottom, opened it, and two black objects were lying quietly in the cardboard boxes, and the cold glow reflected by the edge of the objects in the dim light indicated that they were extraordinary.

The next day, Monday, Wang Mengxi got up early, had breakfast and went to school.

Wang Zhiyang put a camouflage backpack that he turned out last night behind his back and walked in the direction of his school.

Yingchuan Middle School sits in the north and faces south, and at this moment, in the staff dormitory in the north park of the school, a surprised voice came out.

"What? You're going to do a mission? Guo Yanhua looked at the slightly thin young man in front of him and asked in surprise.

"Well, teacher, I want to ask you for a leave, and maybe I won't see you again this time, if...... If I really can't come back, please help take care of my sister......" Wang Zhiyang pleaded with Guo Yanhua standing in front of him, and the most reassuring thing about him when he went out this time was his sister.

"Can you tell me why?" Guo Yanhua took a deep breath and asked after calming down.

Guo Yanhua knows very well that the young man in front of him is still asking you here kindly, if you don't agree, he will definitely turn his face and turn his face. Guo Yanhua didn't persuade much.

"No money!" Wang Zhiyang replied calmly.

"Money? If you have no money, the teacher can give it to you, so why take the risk? Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your sister! When he heard that he was thinking about his sister, Wang Zhiyang's calm and waveless eyes flickered, but they quickly calmed down.

"Teacher, I've already thought about it, and please promise me to take care of my sister!"

"Okay, since that's the case, the teacher won't say much, this is for you, it can save your life at a critical moment, be careful in everything! You must come back alive, I won't help you see your sister. Guo Yanhua said, took off a blue crystal-shaped pendant from his neck and stuffed it into Wang Zhiyang's hand.

After that, as if he was not at ease, he turned around and went to the back room and took out a wooden box one meter long and twenty centimeters wide and handed it to Wang Zhiyang, "This is my sword, you take it!" ”

Wang Zhiyang did not refuse, this is a matter of life and death, the teacher gave so many good things, and he wrote it down in his heart and then returned it, provided that he was alive.