Chapter 48 NCG Transformation Plan
At 6:00, Leng Aotian got up in bed in a uniform that was no different from a black suit, pulled the tie on it, and opened the laptop borrowed from Yanzhu to start a new day.
At 7:00, Yanzhu came out of the room after getting dressed, and after being annoyed in Leng Aotian's ears for ten minutes, she suddenly shouted, "Oh no, the concubine has to go to the landlord and aunt to go to the bicycle, you have to hurry up." And he ran out
At 7:10, Rentaro came out of the room and walked to the mirror, glancing at himself who was not motivated in the mirror. The half-opened eyes trembled slightly, and there was a circle of panda eyes nearby, and I always felt that this was more of a wicked face than a bitter face. Rentaro straightened the collar of his uniform, which was no different from a black suit, and tied his tie. He always felt an itch around his neck.
Rentaro didn't want to go to school from the bottom of his heart.
Today's fortune is playing on the turned on TV. Taurus' money luck is, as always, the lowest. And even the health luck is very bad today. I hope it doesn't get it right.
Rentaro lifted the kettle with a flute-like screeching sound and poured water into the cup of instant coffee powder, and the aromatic smell of the morning immediately swelled up. Rentaro closed his eyes and took a deep breath through his nose.
It was then that the door to the entrance was rudely opened. Yeon-joo, who was in high spirits early in the morning, shouted, "Rentaro, the landlady has lent us the bicycle!" Rushed in from the outside.
Yesterday Rentaro left his bicycle near the scene of the incident in a hurry, so it's a pity that as long as you have this, you don't have to be late. There are fewer excuses to take time off. It's just that Rentaro has made a pact with the student council president, and he can't even skip class without an excuse.
Rentaro took a sip of coffee and used the remote control to find interesting channels. Just when he wanted to turn off the power, the reporter yelled, "Please look! Therefore, both Rentaro and Yeonjoo unconsciously focused their eyes on the picture of the TV.
A young journalist holding the microphone tightly in excitement is standing in the shrine of the 1st ward of the Tokyo area. When you see the conspicuous road and the manicured trees, anyone will immediately understand that this is the place.
At this moment, the screen was switched, and a pure white girl appeared on the balcony.
He wears multiple layers of fabric, as light and pure white as washi paper, and wears a veil of the same style on his head, similar to a wedding dress. It was almost like wearing a costume with a lot of snow.
Not only her skin is white, but even her hair is white.
"The Son of Heaven......"
Rentaro's throat made a soulless sound.
Ten years ago, Japan was de facto divided into five regions. And she is the ruler of one of the regions, the Tokyo region.
She is the third generation of the new Saint Son of Heaven after the death of her predecessor. The support that this girl has received with her otherworldly beauty and ability that is by no means vain is overwhelming even compared to her predecessor, who is full of heroines, and her former predecessor, the Son of Heaven.
Hearing Rentaro's soul-like voice, Leng Aotian took his eyes off the computer and looked at the Holy Son of Heaven.
"Rentaro, look at that."
Yanzhu was referring to a man in his seventies with a serious expression standing next to the smiling Son of Heaven. He had a straight back, a tall build, and wore kimono culottes, which made sense to say that he was a security officer just by looking at his appearance.
"Cut, it's an old man."
Tiantong Ju Zhicheng is the assistant officer of the Holy Son of Heaven who is responsible for giving support to the Son of Heaven. Since the Son of Heaven was hereditary, the so-called assistant was the highest position of power for politicians in the Tokyo area after the defeat. It is this old man who makes Tiantong the existence of Tiantong.
"Is that the one who wants revenge?" Leng Aotian suddenly said a sentence that made Rentaro not react immediately.
"Huh? Oh?! Yes, that old man is the object of Miss Saragi's revenge, Miss Kigen's grandfather, Tendo Kikunojo. ”
Leng Aotian's gaze returned to the computer and said lightly: "Why did Gengi take revenge on her grandfather? ”
"This ......."
"It's okay if you don't answer, I'm just asking."
……
"And you're getting late."
"Huh? Ahh ”
The hour hand in the upper right corner of the TV screen startled Rentaro by the time.
"Aotian, don't you go to school?" Seeing that Leng Aotian was still in place, Rentaro asked him.
"Have you forgotten? I got my diploma from Ogada High School yesterday, and now I'm a freelancer. ”
"Uh, you're a monster." After saying that, Rentaro turned off the TV and urged Yeon-joo to go out.
"Let's go!"
Yeonjoo put her arms around Rentaro's waist, sat on the back frame and stretched out her feet, shouting energetically. This is what she calls the "Roman holiday sitting" pose.
The old bicycle borrowed from the landlord's aunt was in tatters. As soon as you hold it firmly, the unoiled brake part will make a screeching sound. And the spokes were rusty, and as soon as you stepped on it, the rust fell down. This antique makes one wonder how many years it has been in the storage room.
But as soon as I started to step on the pedals, that feeling disappeared immediately.
Rentaro plucked up his feet and stepped on the pedals to pass through the pleasant fresh air of the morning. From time to time, Yanzhu happily greeted the students and men in suits who were left behind in the car.
Looking up, the monolith in the distance shines in the sun.
Walking through the trees that glitter in dewdrops, the sunlight shining on the ground shines like a kaleidoscope of shapes.
Rentaro felt incredible.
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Leng Aotian looked closely at the information on the computer
Name: Leng Aotian
Nationality: Japanese
Age: 17
The original police IP ranking: 359
Current police IP ranking: 110091
Initiator: None
At the age of 7, his parents died in the "Protozoa" war, and he was adopted by an ordinary family afterwards, and at the age of 14, his adoptive father and adoptive mother of the protozoa who suddenly appeared in the house died, and he was seriously injured in the near death.
NCG transformation plan is to implant the unknown belt excavated from the seven-star heritage into the human body to change the genes of human beings and become a monster of the ancient end of the world, as soon as the plan was proposed, it was opposed by the whole world, and the person in charge of the "NCG transformation plan" Kudo Shu escaped from the research institute in order to implement this plan, and conducted experiments on Leng Aotian, and the experiment was very successful, and the International Initiator Supervision Association did not hold Kudo tree responsible, and secretly observed the performance of the experimental subject15-year-old Leng Aotian joined the police with a good record, and was released from surveillance at the age of 16, At the age of 17, he went on a rampage for unknown reasons, killing 136 police officers, and the IP ranking of police officers dropped from 359 to 110091 and re-entered the observation period.
These materials were turned out of Leng Aotian's international archives, and no one else could view them except for himself or the top 50 police officers.
"Ding, the host has successfully unlocked its secret skill: Transformation: Empty Self in a series to obtain the promotion mission "The Power of Thunder". ”
The power of thunder
Difficulty: d
Mission time: indefinite
Type: Ability Advancement Mission
Requirements: [1] Obtain the Thunderbolt Power Evolution Belt, Aguru
Reward: [1] Gain the power of Ascension
[2] Obtain the TRCS-2000 exclusive car for the empty me
After reading the information, the system information also arrived, first all the power of the empty self could be used, and then a promotion mission of Aguru was released.
Leng Aotian slowly turned off the computer, with an imperceptible sneer on his face.