Interlude: Gathering of Storms
"What, you have a crush on her?" The boss with the image of a decadent middle-aged uncle sat on Zhao Kun's butt and pushed over a tofu brain, "Here, the salty tofu brain you want." β
"How is it possible, it's just curious, I'm ......" Zhao Kun just wanted to explain, but the boss suddenly made a silent gesture, "Shhh, your chance has come!" β
"Huh?" Zhao Kun is quite inexplicable, but the other party is a well-known secret keeper, and he is still a well-known figure in history, so he won't talk nonsense...... bar.
Before he finished his thoughts, Zhao Kun suddenly felt that his chest was hot.
You don't need to look at it to know that it's the silver key that heats up.
Zhao Kun immediately sank down, silently sensing the message sent by the silver key.
"Hey!" The boss suddenly interrupted the hesitant Zhao Kun, "If I were you, I would accept this task." By the way, remember to settle the account before crossing over. β
"No, Mr. Xu, do you know what's going on?" Zhao Kun's face was full of incredulity. It is said that the silver key is a mission that is only issued to him, and as the closest Indian reporter to the place of the incident, he will not accept the task of crossing before it will be the turn of others.
"Ha, isn't there a world derailed? Your cultivation is too shallow, and you can't even hear the celestial sound that sounded just now. In fact, after more contact with Geheros, you can tell what is going on when you hear it. β
Zhao Kun looked confused, but he didn't have time to take care of this aspect, because there was very little time left for him to make a choice. He spun his head around, not knowing whether he should accept this sudden mission.
"If I were you, I'd accept the task. Then, with one hundred and eighty seconds of preparation time, go back and get the automatic weapon and the Oblivion City textbook. I don't know what world it is, but it certainly won't be like going to a normal dream world, and there are many restrictions on what to carry. And for a chosen one like you, if you want to become a traveling mage, it's better to have a little more experience like this. β
Zhao Kun hesitated for a few seconds, not knowing whether to accept the suggestion of this man who has always been more kind and claims to like to make good relationships. Theoretically, the upper echelons of the old faction don't usually pit each other, except when professional teammates and gods are hostile. And the secret keeper in front of him believes in Azathoth, the god of blindness and foolishness, the boss of the old camp, but also the kind of existence with a worrying IQ.
ββIt is said that Mr. A's IQ is all given to Mr. You.
The key flickered more and more, and the number on the countdown became fewer and fewer, Zhao Kun finally nodded with difficulty and chose to accept the task.
Then he stood up and pulled out a stack of bills and placed it on the table. As for himself, he found the nearest door and walked to it.
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Warm, shaky......
Zhao Kun seems to have returned to a certain day twenty years ago.
At that time, Zhao Kun was still Zhao Zilou. As soon as his consciousness recovered from the debuff brought by the Void Journey, all he felt was warmth, shaking, and violent shaking.
An ancestral DNA naturally does not have five senses, but after Zhao Zilou's consciousness regained consciousness, the strange ability from the depths of his soul could still allow him to perceive the subtle conditions within ten centimeters around him.
-- Don't underestimate the ten centimeters, this journey of competing with hundreds of millions of ancestral DNA is actually not long.
Then, he 'saw' the myriad ancestral DNA swimming around him.
Shake, nature is the natural state of ancestral DNA, but shake...... Presumably the ancestral DNA is located, and the piston movement is underway. And as the shaking intensified further, he immediately realized that the "cannon" should be about to fire the "shell" in the "ammunition box".
In the midst of the violent shaking, the silver key also reminded his master at the right time that the cannon that was about to be fired did not use a condom that was a deadly weapon against ancestral DNA, and its owner did not play "lol", did not practice "sub-male way" or "philosophy β", and did not walk above, behind or outside.
Praise be to the Lord of Billions of Radiance!
Regardless of the future family ethics issues, Zhao Zilou quickly manipulated this ancestral DNA and prepared it in a group of smaller ancestral DNA.
A few seconds later, the ancestral DNA controlled by Zhao Zilou had already "flew" out, and the swimming competition game with the ancestral DNA of hundreds of millions of hosts began.
How to say it, as a dependant of the Three Pillars God, Zhao Zilou's ancestral DNA has activated some of the genes of the originally recessive, legendary human origin of Xiugus, which is naturally much stronger.
Although this race is not just a matter of speed, it is not something that can be done by running fast. But running fast has an advantage after all.
Before the end, there is also a sturdy shell. In order to break through this barrier, it takes countless ancestral DNA to continue to hit the barrier and die...... Until there was a gap large enough for ancestral DNA to pass through. After that, the ancestral DNA in the back has a chance to reach the end.
But as a self-aware ancestral DNA, Zhao Zilou can run over first, and then squat to guard. Duck at the barrier and wait for the rest of the ancestral DNA to open a passage in a kamikaze fashion.
The best case scenario is naturally that the other ancestral DNA crashes into the hard shell and then dies, at this time, Zhao Zilou swept away the ancestral DNA behind and forcibly cut into the queue, and finally began to combine with the target's chromosome......
The only problem is that it's not so easy to control. What if the last impactor didn't die, but squeezed in half-dead? After the crack in front of him was opened, what if Zhao Zilou didn't get in in time, or swept away all the competitors?
You must know that once the two ancestral chromosomes begin to combine, the environment here will change drastically, and then the remaining hundreds of millions of ancestral DNA will be disposed of.
Fortunately, Zhao Zilou's luck did not run out, although he was a beat slower, he finally squeezed in before the barrier was closed. In the face of the crisis of life and death, there is nothing that cannot be beaten in a room that should have been occupied by one person for two hundred and eighty days, and another tenant. At least, this ancestral DNA attached to the soul has not been killed, and he will not become a lonely ghost because of it.
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Now, this scene has actually reappeared. Zhao Kun found himself a bystander this time, observing his own growth process again in a fast-forward way.
He came here in August of '89 and was born at the same time as another indigenous baby in May of the following year.
When he was young, he was 'smart', skipping grades all the way, and secretly practicing old Japanese magic.
After a little later, it was rumored that the son's genius and the father's mediocrity were brought about because he looked too different from the cheap father, so the result of the paternity test was a family split. Zhao Kun also experienced the first change of surname in this world, and his surname was changed from Lin to Zhao.
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The past repeats itself all the way, until he talks to Xu Fu at the stall this morning, and after accepting the mission, he opens the door to Seoul to pick up a full set of individual American military equipment and magic books.
Then, the scene froze, and abruptly dissolved into fine fragments, condensed into a point of light. Immediately, Zhao Kun's consciousness and body were also sucked in......