Night was approaching, and while Gu Yan was still lying on the bed/asleep, Chengguang had already started the pulling of a new batch of reincarnators according to the plan.

Huaguo, Bincheng, Zhengyang Martial Arts Association.

Hmph~ha~

Crisp and rhythmic shouts came from the practice ground of the martial arts club.

A young man in a black exercise uniform was walking on a horse, his hands clenched into fists alternately rushing out, and with each punch, he also spit out a low sigh from his mouth, and his hair was already covered with beads of sweat, and his neck, back, and chest were already sweating profusely.

"What kind of martial arts to practice, now this society is the right way to study hard, and when you graduate from college, your Lao Tzu and my advertising company will let you take over."

"No matter how good you practice martial arts, can you make money? Can you stop the bullets? Stop indulging in that kind of unrealistic stuff, you have time to play, exercise/body, dad is very supportive, but if you want to get into it, no! ”

The young man was practicing boxing, and his mind suddenly remembered his father's objection, and his mood suddenly became irritable.

"No! No way! No way! Nothing. ”

Shouting in a low voice, the speed of the young man's fist became faster and faster, and the rhythm began to be chaotic.

"Hey! Zhao Zhenghong, what are you doing! ”

Just when the young man kept punching to vent his inner irritability, a crisp scolding suddenly came from the door of the practice ground.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Zhenghong stopped swinging his fist, closed his eyes, and sighed helplessly before turning around to look at the source of the sound, only to see a girl wearing a blue and white high school uniform, a long ponytail, and a pink/white full-frame eye, looking at herself with her cheeks puffed out.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Zhao Zhenghong didn't speak, and the girl walked towards him menacingly.

"Zhao Zhenghong, do you still have a brain! My dad said in the first class when you came here to learn boxing, the most taboo thing in practicing boxing is to have distracting thoughts and be impetuous, otherwise it is easy to hurt others and yourself. ”

"Look at the way you just looked, a preoccupied look, a rhythmless random fist, do you want to hurt your hand?"

The ponytail girl walked in front of Zhao Zhenghong, pretending to be a senior, and said in an old-fashioned manner.

Although the ponytail girl's words were full of reproach, she kept looking at Zhao Zhenghong with concerned eyes, and her worry was overflowing.

"Yes, yes, my senior sister Bai Wei, my junior brother knows that he is wrong, and I am annoyed that my senior sister cares, sorry, sorry." Zhao Zhenghong said helplessly.

Bai Wei saw his careless and perfunctory look, and her heart became even more angry.

"Hmph, who cares about you, don't bother to care about you, if you like to get hurt, get hurt."

"Lock your own door when you leave. I'm leaving! ”

After speaking, he took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and threw them into Zhao Zhenghong's hand, and left angrily.

Checking the key in his hand, Zhao Zhenghong looked at Bai Wei's departing figure, looking like he wanted to say something and stopped, and finally didn't say anything, just shook his head helplessly, and then lay down on the cushion, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Is it really wrong to be obsessed with martial arts?"

Zhao Zhenghong looked at the ceiling and suddenly thought of a lot, and finally asked himself this question.

"Do you think the world is boring? Do you think the world is unfair? Now you're going to have a chance to make a difference, and you... Do you accept it? ”

"Who? Who speaks? ”

The cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Zhao Zhenghong instantly bounced up, glanced around the practice ground, and found no one.

"Senior Sister Bai Wei, is that you?" Zhao Zhenghong said tentatively.

He didn't hear an answer, and the cold voice of inquiry came again.

Zhao Zhenghong took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and responded with a firm face: "If there is really such an opportunity, I... Accept! ”

After speaking, he suddenly collapsed on the cushion, and an invisible light flew out of his body and into the void.

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United Kingdom of England

3/p.m

In a castle study in a small town called Winbell, 35 miles south of London.

"Master Phoebe, the working hours are over, it's time for tea time." An elderly man in a tuxedo and reading glasses, looking like a medieval butler, stood in a bedroom with a coat on his arm, and said respectfully.

"Oh, it's time, okay then, Elijah will prepare me a cup of Keemun black tea and a guest of puffs." The man who had become Young Master Phoebe put down the book "Knight Etiquette" in his hand and responded.

"Okay, Master Phoebe, please wait a moment, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare it for you now." When Elijah the butler heard this, he bowed, replied with a respectful face, and then turned to leave.

Seeing Elijah leave, 'Young Master Phoebe' looked at the books on the table with a complicated expression, and gently stroked the cover with his right hand, feeling lonely in his heart.

Knight? Does the term still make sense now?

As he was thinking, he turned his gaze to the large oil painting hanging on the wall of the study, which depicted an old European man about 60 years old, with a serious appearance, wearing knight's armor.

Young Master Phoebe, whose name is Phoebe Reed, is the owner of this Golon Castle and the only heir to the title of Knight Reed, while the old man on the painting is the first Knight Reed, that is, the ancestor of Phoebe Reed.

Phoebe Reed was born in England into a family of fallen knights, and now there is only an old butler named Elijah Kelvin left in the entire family.

Phoebe claims to be a nobleman, but in fact she is no different from an ordinary young man except for a knighthood.

"Phoebe, you must restore the noble glory of our Reed family and restore the prestige of the Reed Knight, remember!!"

Recalling her father's last words before she died, Phoebe kept sighing in her heart.

"Even the castle inherited by the family has been put up for auction, and there is still talk about noble glory and knightly etiquette."

Phoebe stood beside the bed and looked down, only to see a guide with a yellow flag in his hand leading a group of Asian-faced tourists into the castle through the gate in an orderly manner, smiling sadly.

"Young Master Phoebe, afternoon tea is ready."

Just as Phoebe was feeling grief, Elijah's voice suddenly came from the door of the study.

"Come in, just put things on your desk."

"Yes, young master"

After hearing this, Elijah respectfully entered the study, skillfully put a cup of black tea and a guest of puffs on the desk, and then slowly exited the study, and closed the door when he left.

"Huh! Aristocrat! ”

Phoebe sat in a chair and looked at the cup of black tea and the puff on the desk, feeling more and more helpless.

"Do you think the world is boring? Do you think the world is unfair? Now you're going to have a chance to make a difference, and you... Do you accept it? ”

Suddenly, a cold voice came through his head.

"Who?!"

Phoebe was shocked, but his good aristocratic qualities made him not show any surprise on the surface.

"Do you think the world is boring? Do you think the world is unfair? Now you're going to have a chance to make a difference, and you... Do you accept it? ”

No one answered, only the cold voice of inquiry in his head.

At this moment, many memories suddenly appeared in his mind, aristocratic cultivation, knightly etiquette, his father's last words, family glory, all of this...

"I Accept"

He said something suddenly, and then he fell unconscious.

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Neon Country,In a shrine,A girl dressed in a traditional shrine costume sleeps on the ground...

In Goguryeo, an art trainee collapsed in the dance studio...

In the United States of America, a speeding stuntman who was injured and admitted to the hospital suddenly went into shock in his hospital bed...

On this day, in every country on the planet, almost simultaneously there were cases of people in a coma.

And in an unknown space, a cold voice also sounded at the same time...

"Welcome to the main god space..."