"There are three categories of abilities, spiritual, physical and mysterious" Stretching out his hand and sliding the mouse's pulley, Li Xiang read the explanation of the ability in Baidu on the screen. He was lying on his bed, staring intently at the screen.

Li Xiang, ordinary height, ordinary appearance, quite ordinary academic performance, many ordinary put together, it makes up him, a twenty-two-year-old young man who still relies on his family to support him, has learned numerical control, worked as a salesman in a building, and now is studying three-dimensional animation in the animation training center, it can be said that he is a typical person who has achieved nothing, the only thing he can do is only the writing that is a little better than ordinary people, and he has also written online novels.

After reading the articles about the ability, Li Xiang yawned, rubbed his aching eyes, looked at the time in the lower right corner of the screen, it happened to be twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, he patted his forehead, turned off the computer, and then lightly put the laptop and small table under the bed, looked up at the roommate who was still struggling with the TV series, he shook his head gently, sighed, and slowly fell asleep.

"Tomorrow will finally start rendering" Thinking that the class project that had been struggling for a month had finally entered the last step, Li Xiang entered the dream with a smile.

In the dream, the animation of Li Xiang's class was completed, and it was well received by everyone, holding his own work, he found a satisfactory job, and his serious work attitude was recognized by the leader, and he also got the favor of his favorite female colleague, and he fell in love with him, and got married and had children naturally, that ordinary and happy day, so that Li Xiang in the dream had a smile on his face all the time, and did not disappear for a moment.

When the ray of sunlight hit Li Xiang's face, he opened his eyes habitually, touched the mobile phone next to the pillow in a daze, yawned while turning it on, and then closed his eyes and waited for a while, feeling that the mobile phone should be turned on, he blinked, looked at the time, and saw that the time had reached half past eight, he sat up suddenly, and the bed made a creaking sound.

Hearing these screeching sounds, Li Xiang slowed down his movements and walked out slowly with the basin.

After washing, Li Xiang returned to his dormitory, cleaned up the bed, got dressed, and walked out of the dormitory door with a happy smile.

At this time, it was already October weather, and the wind in D City was even colder to the bone, but today, Li Xiang felt that the weather was very good, and the clear morning light shone on his body, which made Li Xiang feel lazy, looked up at the clear sky, he stretched his lower limbs, bought breakfast and walked briskly towards the school.

When he came to school, Li Xiang said hello to the front desk as usual, and then quickly entered his class, the fifth class of animation.

Sitting in his place, Li Xiang checked the shots he had done, and after there were no problems, he began to chat with other people for breakfast. When the teacher came and arranged the rendering task, everyone began to get busy, and when all the computers were working, Li Xiang let out a sigh of relief, returned to his seat, and took out his mobile phone to read the novel.

"How do you write a modern paranormal novel to be attractive?" After reading the strange novel he found some time ago, Li Xiang threw his phone aside, leaned back in his chair, looked at the ceiling and muttered. As he pondered this question, all the machines in the class suddenly made a loud noise, and then a wisp of green smoke floated out of the screen and the chassis.

"Ah" When the loud noise reached everyone's ears, everyone let out a roar of pain, covered their heads and began to roll on the ground, Li Xiang was no exception, but he felt the pain more slowly than others, when everyone fell to the ground, he was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a pain in his brain, and as soon as his eyes were dark, his body slid from the chair to the ground.

"Hmm" gritted his teeth and endured the pain, Li wanted to stretch out his hand and want to get the mobile phone on the table to call the emergency number, but just when he was about to succeed, the pain suddenly intensified, and his already blurred vision suddenly darkened, and his eyes seemed to have become an old movie that had been slowed down, without color, and extremely slow.

Tick-tock, blood flowed from the nose and ears, and it fell to the ground drop by drop, and the sound seemed to be a symphony, with a unique rhythm, sometimes slow, sometimes violent, but it was probably the most beautiful movement in history and there was no audience, all the players present, they were all resisting the gradually increasing pain, and the feeling of the brain cracking had made them crazy, and they couldn't hear the beautiful notes at all.

"What's the matter, come on, it's on fire" Just before Li Xiang lost consciousness, he seemed to hear such a voice, and as the voice gradually faded away, Li Xiang passed out......

At a station early the next morning, a middle-aged man bought a newspaper and read it while waiting for the train.

"There was a fire in the animation training class, and twenty-four people in the class are now unconscious in the hospital, and after examination, the cause of the accident is likely to be the aging of the line" Looking at the headlines on the front page, the middle-aged man read it in a low voice, and when he looked at the photo of the young man bleeding from seven holes and his face full of pain was carried on a stretcher, the middle-aged man sighed and sighed, "Poor child", the young man in the photo is Li Xiang.

In a camp in City D, a correspondent quickly shuttled through the hallway, came to a door, and shouted a report.

"Come in" A moment later, a listless voice came from inside. Then the wooden door in front of the correspondent opened on its own, and the correspondent hurried into the room and closed the door with his hand. The door number of this office reads "Special Office"

Inside the room, a middle-aged man in a military uniform was lazily leaning back in a chair, his legs crossed on the desk, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and smoking leisurely. Seeing that the chief was so unfigured, the correspondent showed a look of disgust, but when his gaze swept over the middle-aged man's epaulettes, he immediately became serious. The epaulettes of the middle-aged man are actually two bars and four stars.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Ignoring the correspondent at all, the middle-aged man smoked a cigarette by himself, and it can be seen that the correspondent didn't speak for a long time, and the middle-aged man asked impatiently. This middle-aged man has a Chinese face, a short beard on his chin, and looks very manly, especially the lazy appearance, which can be described as infinitely charming, but the image at this time is a little sloppy, with unkempt hair and an untreated beard......

"Report, get accurate information, the day before yesterday during the fire incident in the training class, a signal of unknown energy was found around, the superior thought that it was a signal of alien energy, twenty-four students are now unconscious, it is likely to be a symptom of ability awakening, I hope you can take someone to confirm" The correspondent replied immediately.

This book is derived from Kanshu.com