General Staff of the Eastern Colonial Corps.

Although it is an extremely important strategic department in the army, it is also very remote because of its importance, and it looks like a very ordinary three-story small building on the outside. Few ordinary people know that the decisions made here affect the fate of millions of warrior soldiers.

In the basement of this building, in a small and cramped room in the corner, although the weather outside is sunny and warm, it is a good scenery in July, but the basement is dark and damp, and the lamp hanging on the ceiling is in disrepair, sometimes flickering and sometimes panting for a while, which always gives people a sense of old ghost movies.

Zuo Qiubai, a former staff officer of the General Staff, looked at the thick stack of files in front of him with blank eyes, and wanted to die. But thinking of his parents' expectations, the envy of his relatives who don't know the truth, the house he just bought with a loan last year, and the text message from his old classmate who he has always had a crush on just a few days ago, he still decided to live well.

Although it has been almost a year since he was knocked out of the cold palace by a young staff officer with unlimited potential, and came to this damp archive room, Zuo Qiubai still hasn't adapted too much to this job. He couldn't figure it out all the time, didn't he just praise that battle formation a few words, how did he end up in such a situation?

He still remembers that day, the staff headquarters received a formula that could break down the five elements battle formation into formulas and train the soldiers in a formula.

Zuo Qiu Bai was shocked, praised a few words casually, and then was sent down by Meng Xiaoyao.

At that time, Zuo Qiubai thought that Meng Xiaoyao was just angry for a while, and it would be fine in a few days. As a result, he ended up in the archives and never saw the light of day again.

At the beginning, Zuo Qiubai still held some hopes, looking forward to Meng Xiaoyao one day being able to think of him, an unlucky child, and transfer him back, but time passed day by day, and it was a year in the blink of an eye, and there was not even the slightest sign of it, and Zuo Qiubai was desperate.

Zuoqiu Bai was extremely depressed. He was also an honor student who graduated with the first grade from the Kyoto Command School, but he actually fell to the point of managing a pile of moldy files, and those classmates had long since become independent officers, and this gap made him the most unacceptable.

"If God gave me another chance, I would keep my mouth shut and never talk again. Zuo Qiubai occasionally sighed, but unfortunately it is impossible to turn back time, and there is no regret medicine in the world, so it is impossible for him to have another chance.

Just when Zuo Qiubai finished feeling sorry for himself and was about to sort out the files, the phone on his desk suddenly rang.

Departments like the archives that grandmothers don't love and uncles don't love are almost unattended, and unless you need some old-fashioned information, you don't necessarily get a call in a week.

Zuo Qiubai connected, and said in a very respectful tone: "Hello, this is the archives, who is it?" He had to be respectful, the status of any department of the entire General Staff was higher than the archives, which could be seen from the setting of the department's position.

As he spoke, a trace of sadness welled up in Zuo Qiubai's heart.

He thought about the tactical plans he had made at school.

Think of tons of sweat in the gravity chamber.

I thought of the bold words I said in front of my teachers and classmates.

His former ideal was the sea of stars, the conquest of the universe, and the leading of human troops through the corpses of thousands of exotic beasts.

But now, he can only sort out the moldy files, look at the flickering light bulbs, and answer calls from nowhere, if this is his future life, then where should he go?

At this time, an unfamiliar voice came from the earpiece.

"Hello, I'm Gao Yuan. ”

"Gao Yuan?" Zuo Qiubai felt that this name was a little unexpectedly familiar, and after being stunned for a moment, he suddenly realized, isn't this the person who caused himself to be beaten into the cold palace!

Isn't that the one who invented the War of the Five Elements and gave formulaic training suggestions? If it weren't for this guy, Zuo Qiubai might still be in the office of the General Staff, in front of Meng Xiaoyao's cronies, drinking tea and chatting about getting promoted, and after a few years of qualifications, he could be released to command a unit, and he didn't know how beautiful his life and career were!

But everything was ruined by Gao Yuan!

Zuo Qiubai stayed for a long time, and a voice came out of the microphone again: "Hey, are you there?

"Sorry, I got distracted...... Are you Gao Yuan, the one who invented the Five Elements War?" Zuo Qiubai asked in surprise, "How can you call our internal phone?"

Although the archives is a garbage department, not everyone can call it, and it must be a military line. Why didn't Zuo Qiubai remember that Gao Yuan was a soldier?

Moreover, why did Gao Yuan call?

I listened to the microphone: "That's right, I have an experiment here, and I need twelve volunteers. I have investigated your information before, and I think you are a good candidate, if you are interested, can you go to the 18th floor of XX Building on XX Road for an interview at 12 noon tomorrow?"

"Experiment, what experiment?" Zuo Qiubai was very alert, he had already been pitted by Gao Yuan once, and he had already been reduced to the archives, and he really didn't want to pit again. If you get caught again, I'm afraid you will have to take off this military uniform and go back to be a common man.

Gao Yuandao: "It's an experiment about the cultivation of martial artists. ”

"Why are you looking for me?" Zuo Qiubai wondered about this. He is a down-and-out little staff officer, he can't be more miserable, what is there to pay attention to the other party?

Wait, maybe Gao Yuan still thinks I'm not miserable enough and is ready to use me for human experiments...... Holy, that's too bad. Dude, did I owe you money in my last life?

But I heard Gao Yuan say: "Because you are a top student of the Kyoto Commander School, and you once wrote a paper called "The Application of Power Engine in Complex Combat Situations", I am very interested in this article and hope to communicate with you face-to-face." ”

"Have you read that article?" It wasn't Gao Yuan who mentioned it, Zuo Qiubai almost forgot that he had published such an article.

Although the content of that article was very biased and did not cause any waves, it was not badly evaluated within the Commander School. For this reason, Zuo Qiubai also received a commendation at that time, plus the 50 martial arts contribution points given by the magazine, which really made him beautiful for a while.

Gao Yuan actually read my article and still want to communicate with me? Zuo Qiubai's head was dizzy, and he didn't know what he was talking about. When he hung up the phone, he found that he seemed to have agreed to go to the interview for some reason.

Tomorrow is Sunday, and it's time for a holiday...... There is nothing important at hand, why don't you just go there?Zuo Qiubai hesitated.

Zuo Qiubai hadn't decided whether to go or not, but Gao Yuan had already turned the notebook to the next page, looked at the name checked on it, and said to himself: "Oh, the next one is her...... Long time no see, is she okay?"