Wayne left the reading room, feeling that it would be a hassle to not have a watch and not know the time, so he went to the vending machine again. I chose a watch. I thought about it, why not get a mobile phone. Then I chose a mobile phone. The phone spits out from the vending machine, and Wayne tries to call his wife's number, but the number is empty. I called my parents again, but it was also empty. Wayne gave up because he couldn't remember anyone else's cell phone number. Wayne adjusted the time of the phone and found that it had become a watch again. Well, that's the sadness of all otaku. What's even more sad about Wayne is that this phone doesn't need a SIM card at all. The function of calling and contacting is realized through the network of the anti-penetration bureau. Therefore, Wayne will not even receive the information of 10086 in his hands.

Wayne returned to his dorm room and lay down on his bed, tossing and turning to sleep. I think about the scenes of this day in front of me. From an obscure small salesman, he entered such a magical world. In this world, there are fantasy, fairy, magic, and future technology. There are also countless otherworlds. Countless unsolved mysteries may be answered here. There are countless magical things that have become new unsolved mysteries. Wayne felt that he was really crossing over now.

Wayne opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. The cement gray ceiling seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him. Wayne seemed to see that there seemed to be traces of water on the ceiling, and the water trails were slowly flowing to form a line of words. Wayne thought he was dazzled. Rubbing his eyes. Seeing that a line of words is indeed formed on the ceiling.

It reads, "Wayne, you're finally here. ”

Wayne was shocked, got up, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The trail of water slowly changed and flowed onto the wall in front of Wayne, forming new words, "They all call me a prophet." ”

Wayne asked, "You are the Great Prophet, so you must know why I came here." Tell me, please, what are you looking for me? ”

The water trail has changed again. "You're the manager, Wayne, you have to come here."

Wayne asked, "Managers, what do you manage?" ”

Prophet: "Time and space." ”

Wayne: "Time and space? How to manage? What am I going to do? ”

The Prophet replied: "You will know." ”

Wayne asked, "So what should I do now?" ”

The Prophet: "Someone will arrange it for you." ”

Wayne continued, "What about my family?" What about my parents, my wife, and my children? ”

"You'll see them again."

Wayne anxiously asked, "When will I see them?" ”

"I don't know."

Wayne is depressed, isn't this a prophet? He even said he didn't know. How could a prophet have something he didn't know.

The prophet seemed to understand Wayne's thoughts, and said, "I really don't know." ”

The trail of water was gone, and Wayne shouted, screamed, no matter how much he shouted, and there was no message from the prophet. And so the prophet came without a trace, and went without a trace. Wayne searched every corner of the room, and there was not a trace of it.

Wayne turned on the hose and splashed water on the wall, which flowed happily down the wall. Wayne sat down on the floor and lit a cigarette. But it couldn't catch fire. Wayne's hands trembled, as did his heart. Wayne shuddered, not sure if it was anger, horror, or something else. I finally lit a cigarette and inhaled it deeply into my lungs. The bluish-white smoke passes through the mouth, throat, trachea, and into the lungs. Exhale slowly.

Wayne felt himself quiet. I don't tremble anymore. Since it came, then it was so, and since the Prophet said that he would see his family again, then believe. There's no way now, so let's go and find out here. Until they figure it out. In fact, Wayne still has some emotions in it. Now that he's seen the Prophet, Wayne feels like he should report back to Director Nick.

Wayne left the dorm room, went to the cafeteria, and found someone to ask how he could find Director Nichols. The man told him that the central control system in the Bureau building could be called out from almost anywhere other than the dormitory. The name of the central control system is Olika. Then he called out Orica for Wayne and left. Wayne told Orica that he had a message from the Prophet and needed to contact Director Nick, and Orika contacted Director Nick, who asked Wayne to go to the Director's office to find him.

Orika pointed to the green guiding arrow on the ground, and Wayne stepped on the anti-gravity skateboard, following the guidance of the guiding arrow, to the director's office on the top floor of the anti-penetration bureau building.

Entering the Director's room, Wayne felt like a control room. The director's office is glass on three sides. On the outside, there are darker colored colors, as if they were oil paintings painted by abstract masters. This seems to be what the spatial rift really looks like. The top of the glass has a holographic projection that resembles a display. Underneath the glass are various consoles. There are quite a few people who are busy in front of various consoles.

In the middle of the director's room, in the middle of the three-sided glass, there is a control chair, and Director Nick sits on it. Wayne doesn't feel like it's the director of the anti-penetration bureau, this is Nick Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D. at all, well, Nick Fury is also the director. And both of them are Nick, and they are dressed similarly. Wayne suspects that this Nick Director is S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Nick Fury at all. However, Nick of this reversal game is two-eyed. (S.H.I.E.L.D. Nick Fury, whether it's a white man in the Marvel 616 mainline universe or a black man in the 1610 Ultimate Universe, has only one eye.) ）

Chief Nick got up, saw Wayne, and said, "Wayne, you're here, you said you have a message from the Prophet, please tell me the details." ”

"I was lying in the dormitory, and there were traces of water forming words that said he was a prophet, and I don't know how the prophet's message was delivered," Wayne said. So I don't know if it's true or not. ”

Nick said, "The Prophet has used many ways, and the way of the water trail is possible. Then you go ahead. Wayne. ”

Wayne repeated what he had just encountered to Director Nick in detail.

Wayne asked, "The prophet said I was the manager, Director Nick, do you have any impression of the manager?" ”

Nick said no, and then asked Olika to search the central storage for information about the administrator, only to find that the donkey's lips were not on the horse's mouth.

Wayne added, "Director Nick, I only seem to have a little memory of the time travel, and in that plane, there was also an old man who called me the manager, and then I arrived home. When he returned home, he wore a hooded robe. ”

Nick tells Wayne that the robe has been brought back to the Anti-Penetration Bureau and will be returned to him when Wayne officially becomes an Anti-Penetration Agent.

Wayne asked again, "Director Nick, I just received a prompt to ask me to gather in the training room in eight hours, I don't know what is going on." ”

Nick tells Wayne that he will begin training to be an agent. From physical fitness to knowledge, there will be an improvement.

Wayne said, "Well, Director Nick, look at me now. It's not too young, is this kind of high-intensity training still bearable? ”

Nick said, "Don't worry, since the prophet said you are fine, then you must be fine." You are the hope of the anti-penetration. ”

Wayne felt like he had two big heads. Since he was a child, his family asked Wayne to be a soldier. Wayne is not going to die. Wayne has always believed that good iron does not hit nails, and good men should not be soldiers. As a result, I didn't expect that when I was in my thirties, I still couldn't escape the catastrophe of being a soldier. And it's not an ordinary soldier, this time it's a direct agent. Wayne thinks about the Blackwidow agent in the Avengers before. And Agent Hawkeye. At first glance, it is an achievement that can only be accomplished through inhuman training. Wayne felt like he must be dying. After completing such training, I have to shed my skin even if I don't die.

Wayne shuffled back to his dorm room with heavy steps. Anti-gravity skateboards were all thrown into vending machines by him. Back in the dormitory, Wayne was stuck on the bed, not thinking about anything else. Over the years, Wayne has had to support his family, children, and wife, and basically gave up all sports-related projects. Wayne thinks about the past, when he was in his teens and twenties, and at that time, he was rock climbing, skiing, parkouring, and skateboarding. Basically any sport is involved. After going to work, especially after getting married, I threw away all sports, and the work pressure was relatively high. Wayne's way to de-stress is binge eating. As a result, the previous six-pack abs were trained together, and the weight was also 200. Wayne looked at his own flesh, helpless and helpless. I fell asleep on my bed. Wayne's mentality of being at ease has begun to kick in. Wayne told himself whether it was dead or alive. Since the Prophet said that someone arranges it, then someone arranges it, and since it arranges for training, then let's train. I can't stand it. It's really not okay to pretend to be dead. So Wayne just fell asleep.

Wayne woke up again because a bell woke him up, and Wayne was prompted to assemble in the training room in an hour. Wayne didn't have a lazy way either. I went to the cafeteria for a meal, this time he ate a lot of beef, training, eating beef is of course the most useful. After eating, I saw that it was almost time, went to the vending machine to get an anti-gravity skateboard, stepped on it, and followed Orika's guidance to the door of the training room. Wayne was still very apprehensive at the door. He didn't know what kind of hard training awaited him inside. But he couldn't help it. Before entering, he smoked two cigarettes in a row at the door, pinched the cigarette butt fiercely, and Wayne pushed the door and walked into the training room.

I'm the author: I wanted to start training Wayne today, but I always felt like there was something missing. So I added such a chapter, and I originally thought to write about 2,000 words, but it turned out to be 3,000 again. Thank you again for watching. I've been working on a cover about agents of the Anti-Piercing Bureau lately, and maybe a new cover will be available soon. People who are stupid should also ask for a reward here. Yesterday, I took a look at the rules, and if you want to sign a contract, it seems that you need to reward and collect, and people are stupid to give children praise milk powder money, and they need to sign a contract. Thank you all for your support. Bowed.

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