Text: Prologue, Doomsday
This is a blue planet, and there are people of different races living on the planet, the oldest of which is Huaxia in the East. As the center of the world, it has been a civilization that has lasted for more than 5,000 years, giving birth to generations of Yan and Huang descendants. This is the birthplace of civilization, is the place where luck is entrenched, here once gave birth to the "emperor", but also gave birth to the "emperor", there is also an ancient family of cultivation, and there was such a legend.
The ancient emperor once opened the world to create a century and opened up the sky full of stars. After the fall of the Emperor, the inner world diverged and evolved into this blue planet of life. This is a crippled world, but there is supreme luck, a group of ancient cultivators hide in the shadows, guarding this land of hope for generations. That's why this planet is also called the Fallen Star.
Kyoto is the land of the tiger standing on the dragon plate, the history has the ancient capital of the six dynasties, among which the emperor of the eastern city is the most prosperous, and the so-called purple gas comes from the east. This is the place where the imperial dynasties built their capitals, and the crape myrtle emperor is entrenched.
On September 1, 2020, the new school year began, Beijing Dongcheng Jingshan Middle School is holding the opening ceremony, the school-level leaders on the stage are formatting a lengthy report, the report of Huaxia is undoubtedly the same, the beginning of the opening ceremony is "golden autumn September, osmanthus is fragrant, the sky is clear, the sky is cloudless..."
The students in the audience listened drowsy and yawned. From time to time, the head teacher would come to make rounds, and although they were bored, the students could only pretend to be very serious about listening to these clichΓ©s.
The second class of the eighth grade sat in front of the podium, and the students sat very upright, as if they represented the spirit of the whole school.
Feng Lin yawned, sleepy-eyed, and patted the fat man in front of him. said in a low voice, "Zhang Qiang help me block it, I'll squint first." β
After speaking, he leaned on Zhang Qiang's back and fell asleep.
Fenglin is a highly talented student in the class, smart and clever, and he usually doesn't study very hard, but he is firmly in the top three in the school in every exam. The fat man in front of him is Zhang Qiang, Fenglin's tablemate, the fat man has big shoulders and a round waist, sitting upright on the chair, looking like a big ball standing there from a distance, Zhang Qiang studies very hard, but his grades are mediocre.
I don't know how long it took, Fenglin was woken up by Zhang Qiang, Fenglin looked up and saw that it was the head teacher Yu Wenhua who came to inspect, Fenglin hurriedly got up, and looked like he was listening to the report carefully.
Yu Wenhua is a well-known "overlord flower" in the school, and he is notoriously strict.
Yu Wenhua walked over angrily, and slapped the folder in his hand suddenly.
Feng Lin closed his eyes helplessly, and his body trembled.
"Smack!" Surprisingly, the document was falling on Zhang Qiang's back.
"Listen attentively to the report, and don't talk to each other. β
Feng Lin nodded hurriedly, his expression was a little more solemn, and he listened carefully to the report.
Yu Wenhua rolled his eyes at Feng Lin, turned around and left.
Zhang Qiang looked at Fenglin with an aggrieved face, and said in a low voice, "It's all your fault, isn't it good to listen to the report well?
"Good brother, I will invite you to dinner at noon. "Feng Lin is stupid.
Fat people love to eat, and when he heard Fenglin's treat, Zhang Qiang reluctantly smiled.
"Hmph, it's pretty much the same, I'm going to eat all my grievances back, eat you. β
Feng Lin hurriedly smiled and said, "Whatever you want...... Whatever you want. β
As the report draws to a close, all that's left is to present the awards. Certificates and prizes are awarded to the top students, and student representatives are asked to give presentations on their learning experiences, set an example for students, and motivate students to learn from them.
The principal personally reads the list of award-winning students, starting with the third prize, waiting for the third-prize students to receive their awards, and then the second-prize students.
"The eighth-grade grand prize winners are Feng Lin, Shen Yi, and Zhou Kai. β
In the final exam of last year, Fenglin took the first place in the school, and the school originally planned to let Fenglin make a report, but several teachers discussed it and felt that although Fenglin's grades were good, he was a thorn in the head, and he was proficient in sleeping, talking, and playing games in class, and there was really nothing to set an example for, so it was decided to let Shen Yi, who was second place, make a report.
Shen Yi is a well-known good student in the school, smart, serious, diligent and motivated, and is a standard good girl in the eyes of the teacher. Therefore, compared to the teachers and staff of Fenglin School, they are more willing to set Shen Yi as an example.
As for Zhou Kai, he is a standard nerd, and it is difficult to see what other hobbies he has other than reading exams. The knowledge in the books he gnawed very deep and thoroughly, but other aspects were not satisfactory.
Fenglin stood up and walked quickly towards the rostrum. Shen Yi and Zhou Kai sat in the front row and had already stepped onto the rostrum.
"Alas, look, that's Fenglin, so handsome. β
"It's amazing, the total score is 750 points, and I heard that Fenglin scored 740 points. is more than 40 points higher than Shen Yi in second place. β
"Yes, I haven't seen him study before, and I don't know how this kid got such a high score. β
There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and many people's eyes were full of admiration, but more were jealousy.
Fenglin's family background is ordinary, and he has been dependent on his father since he was a child, his mother died when Fenglin was born, and his father has been away for a long time. Fenglin boarded alone at the school and rarely went home.
Feng Lin stood on the rostrum and received the award and scholarship from the principal, full of joy. The scholarship is worth $5,000, which is enough to squander it for a while.
On the stage, Shen Yi made a report and introduced the learning experience to the students. The faculty and staff on the rostrum nodded their heads from time to time to express their appreciation.
Shen Yi was very aura, and her speech was also wonderful, and some of the learning methods involved in the speech made the students in the audience shine and were very helpful.
Feng Lin looked at Shen Yi, smiled lightly, and sighed in his heart, "Indeed, Shen Yi is more suitable for this speech than me." I'm afraid that few people can accept my learning method. β
Just as Fenglin was distracted, a sudden palpitation came to his heart. Feng Lin looked around and didn't notice anything wrong. As the sense of crisis became stronger and stronger, Fenglin was a little out of breath.
At this time, the sky is changing, the clouds are getting thicker, the wind is blowing, and the light is getting darker and darker. Looking at the clouds from afar, the wind was shocked, the clouds were clearly blood-red, and the clouds were rushing, and they swept towards the rostrum quickly. The clouds were covered with electric arcs, and the high-voltage arcs pierced the air, igniting sparks, and as the clouds gathered thicker and thicker, the sparks began to spread.
"It's not good, run!" Feng Lin shouted, flying towards Shen Yi and swooping down.
At this moment, a huge lightning bolt slashed down along the clouds, and the blood-colored arc slashed down the Forbidden City to Jingshan Middle School, and the lightning went down, reflecting the entire sky full of blood red.
"Boom!" a shocking explosion sounded, and the center of the explosion on the rostrum was reduced to ruins in an instant. The rostrum was in tatters all around, and the screams were incessant.
The sun was obscured by blood, and the entire school was shrouded in blood, and then a terrifying thunder rang out, and the whole world was shaky. Fear is on everyone's minds, and no one can predict what kind of upheaval is coming.
The rostrum of Jingshan Middle School exploded, the center of the rostrum was shrouded in a sea of blood, the school-level leaders were torn apart, and the red blood stained the entire rostrum. Feng Lin was shocked more than 100 meters away with Shen Yi in his arms, and fell on an empty grass, his clothes broken and covered in blood.
Under the impact of the explosion, the students on the side of the rostrum were also killed and wounded, crying, howling, and screaming in one piece.
Feng Lin barely struggled with his body, looked at Shen Yi in front of him, but he was injured and fell unconscious, looking back at the ruins of the rostrum, and under the shock, he also lost consciousness.
The blood-stained body was shattered by the blast, and Sensen's white bones were exposed, and some of the bloody corpses had been burned black. For a while, the smell of blood and burnt paste mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus made people collapse as if they had fallen into a devil's nightmare.
The dust and smoke were everywhere, and the fire began to spread in all directions, and the land of red and black, blood and tears was full of fear and sorrow.
At this moment, it was as if the end had come.