In the evening, Han Lang left the hospital, took the subway back to the city, and got off the train in the bustling business district where the battle had taken place, he and Chenzhong and the monk made an appointment to meet here, today is the first seven days of the seven superpowers who died in the war, and people will hold commemorative activities here.

There were a lot of people getting off the train, and Han Lang slowly walked out of the station with the crowd, and was immediately shocked by the scene on the street.

At this time, it was not completely dark, and many people had already lit candles, and white candles were placed in front of the shops, in the shop windows, on the sides of the street and in the center of the flower beds, in front of the windows of high-rise buildings, and on the rooftops of each building.

The night slowly fell, as if everyone had agreed a long time ago, there was no light, only a faint but nostalgic candlelight.

On this night, the whole city was lit up with candles, and many children carried lanterns, and the lanterns were also white candles, and as the lanterns flickered, the faint candlelight flickered.

The young mother led her daughter past Han Lang, the girl was small, carrying a duck lantern, and the candle in the lantern was also small.

"Mom, what is a superpower?" The girl asked with a milky voice.

"It's a very good group of fighters." Mother said kindly.

"What do warriors do?" The girl asked again.

"Warriors will fight to protect our planet and the people on it."

The little girl thought for a moment, "Then will they protect me?" ”

"Yes."

"Will you protect your mother?"

"Yes."

"Will you protect grandpa?"

"Yes."

"Will you protect grandma?"

"Yes, the superpowers will protect our family, as well as the children in the kindergarten, the uncles and aunts on the street, they will protect us." The mother tried her best to explain to the ignorant little girl.

Oh~

The little girl seemed to understand something, nodded her head, and said happily: "I understand, superpowers are good people!" ”

Han Lang smiled slightly, and flashed past this cute little girl.

Once upon a time, people's impression of superpowers was not as good as today's, and there were always reports in the news of superpowers bullying others and even breaking the law and doing evil.

But now, everyone has understood that whether it is superpowers or ordinary people, there are many bad people among them, and there are also more good people.

This world has always been like this, good people are always unknown before they stand up, just like Pang Zuolin, who fell from the sky with a bronze bull and sacrificed himself to smash the marauders' warships and save those civilians.

Now Pang Zuolin is already a hero, known as the Bronze Bull Warrior, and the sentence he shouted before his death, "No matter how weak the earth is, it is also my home!" "It's a well-known slogan of the year.

But before Pang Zuolin became a hero, he was just an unknown physical education teacher, never showing off his identity as a superpower, and his life was ordinary.

True heroes will only stand up when the world needs them, and usually, they are always unknown.

As a first-hand witness of that battle, Han Lang saw with his own eyes how those superpowers who usually do not show their dews rushed to the battlefield without their lives, within a minute, more than forty superpowers gathered on the battlefield, and within three minutes, more than two hundred superpowers arrived, none of them were soldiers, but when disaster struck, their assembly speed was even faster than that of the army! More unhesitating!

The city was dark tonight, but there was hope in the darkness.

There are more and more people, and even the faint light of candles can still illuminate the darkness when gathered.

Han Lang stopped in front of the window of a shop, and a huge screen was broadcasting mourning events from all over the world, starting from Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, these East Asian cities, where the night fell, and where the candle of hope was lit.

Seoul, Taipei, Vladivostok, Tokyo, candlelight across the distant Pacific Ocean, to the Americas, and from the Americas across the deep Atlantic, to Europe, this night, the world sleepless.

Han Lang felt that there was someone behind him, and when he looked back, it was the monk and Chenzhong, Chenzhong didn't know when he shaved a small braid and changed it to a bald head, and the monk was carrying a huge travel bag, and the two stood together with bald heads, at first glance, they looked like a big monk and a little monk.

"Your hair," Han Lang asked with a slight frown.

Chen Zhong touched his now bare head, and said with a smile: "Shaved, it will take me more than an hour to take care of those pigtails every day, and it is better to gnaw a few more elbows if you have that effort." ”

"Where's your headphones?"

"Thrown."

"Where's the baseball shirt?"

"I said, why are you in such trouble?" Chen Zhong shook the fat on his body and said: "Let me tell you this, after seeing the two of you tonight, I plan to retreat, concentrate on gaining weight and cultivation, and prepare for the second stage of the stress test with all my might, you don't have to call me, I threw the phone away." ”

The monk shrugged his shoulders, "It's a coincidence, I was just about to tell you, I'm going back to the mountain for retreat tonight, I'm here to say goodbye to you, the first stage of the stress test is not my forte, my strength is martial arts, so I also want to take advantage of this time to strengthen myself." ”

Han Lang nodded slightly, it turned out that he was not the only one who was changed by that battle, the monk and Chen Zhong also became harder than in the past.

"It's a coincidence." Han Lang thought for a while and said: "In the past, when I didn't know that I had superpowers, I always thought, anyway, the sky is falling and there is a tall top, what does it have to do with me?" Now I suddenly realized that I was the tall man, and if the sky really fell, I would try my best to top it. ”

"Actually, I'm also here to say goodbye to you, I'll go to the Ruins Administration the day after tomorrow, they found me a place to practice, and I'll go there for retreat."

Chen Zhong didn't say anything, next year will be the day of the Galactic Conference, and the Earth may become someone else's colony, even if you are lucky enough to break through the Galactic Conference, there are more enemies similar to raiders outside, eyeing the Earth.

This is the age of the universe, and it is also a cruel era of the jungle, and the superpowers on the earth, as the only group of warriors on this planet, are under great pressure.

The monk shrugged his shoulders and said, "The Relics Administration? Chu Li and Li Muyun still want to recruit you to the sub-bureau. ”

Han Lang said: "What did you do earlier, but I heard that a large number of superpowers are taking the initiative to apply to join the Authority and other combat organizations recently, and the sub-bureau should not be short of manpower." ”

Chen nodded again, "That's not it, in the past, there was Clark on top, and superpowered people could do whatever they wanted, but now it's not possible, Clark is not there, we have to do it, if the stress test can't pass, I will also go directly to the War Department to report." ”

As soon as the words fell, the morning watch suddenly sounded.

Chenzhong put the backpack behind him on the ground, took out a piece of ham that weighed two kilograms and was extremely fat, opened his mouth and gnawed it, and swallowed it into his stomach.

Seeing Han Lang and the monk looking at him, Chenzhong threw a photo to them, only to see that the photo was a young man, with handsome facial features and a well-proportioned figure, except for the carefully braided pigtails on his head, he couldn't tell that this was Chenzhong's appearance in the past.

Chen Zhong sat on the ground, forced a huge ham into his stomach, drank two sips of water, and continued to nibble on the second one, Han Lang saw that Chen Chong's neck was already congested, as if he was about to vomit it out at any time, but he still kept swallowing the ham.

"I want to eat."

"I want to eat it desperately."

"Who made me a transformational superpower, without fat, there is no combat power, and without combat power, I can't protect anyone."

"I'd rather eat like a pig than see what happened that day."

"If you want to laugh at me, laugh at me, I don't care."

Of course, Han Lang and the monk would not laugh at him, but would only respect him.

For others, food is enjoyment, for morning weight, food is pain!

This damn world has forced the former teenager into what he is now.

Han Lang sighed softly and looked up at the endless candlelight in the distance, and the people who were silently praying under the candlelight.

It's a beautiful night.

This pressure is so heavy.

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