The new metaphysical college is located in the middle of the metaphysical city, and it is also the most prosperous place in the entire metaphysical city.

Qin Lang, who was riding a flying car, looked down through the car window, and a building complex covering a huge area and a scale comparable to a city was standing.

Outside the complex, they are surrounded by tall city walls, and there are two gates on all sides of the city walls, and countless new humans are bustling around.

Looking down from the sky, there are still a lot of people, in addition to the dense flow of people in the city, in every street, there are traffic lights, a lot of flying cars, flying at low altitude.

Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you know how huge the scale of the New Xuan Academy is, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a city.

As the flying car landed, a huge display screen about ten meters high clearly appeared.

On the display screen, a message was scrolling, that is, a hundred years ago, the legendary senior of the Xuan Academy, Qin Lang would return to the Xuan Academy.

As he approached, Qin Lang saw clearly that in this new Xuan Academy, countless young men and women were holding banners in various streets, and the noise shook the sky.

His face was full of youth, and he was quietly waiting for Qin Lang's arrival.

It is no exaggeration to say that all the people, all the flying cars, are neat, as if they have been ordered a long time ago, scattered in the streets.

In conjunction with the huge scrolling screen, from a distance, the momentum is amazing.

Qin Lang never thought that his words would cause such a big movement.

Although he doesn't like this kind of scene, after all, it is the intention of the juniors, and if he saves face, maybe it will make these juniors think that his predecessor is a weirdo.

When the car fell, the door opened, countless fireworks rose into the sky, and the sound of gongs and drums sounded all around, and colored paper flew all over the sky.

Qin Lang, who was looking at this scene, could be described as full of black lines, muttering in his heart.

"Do they have a misunderstanding of the old humans of a hundred years ago? I'm an old human, not an ancient man a thousand years ago, and this way of welcoming me is really a bit of a thing..."

After a while, a group of middle-aged men who looked to be about forty or fifty years old, but in fact they were probably seventy or eighty years old, walked briskly.

As soon as he grabbed Qin Lang's hand, he hurriedly spoke, "Senior Qin, my name is Liu Yu, I am the dean of the Xuan Academy, the great name of Senior Qin, I am like thunder, and I have admired it for a long time, but unfortunately, 30 years after Senior Qin participated in the reinforcement of the future, the younger generation was born, and I can see the senior today, and the younger generation is fortunate to have three lives." ”

This Liu Yu, who is almost in his 70s and looks like he is only forty or fifty years old, when he sees Qin Lang, it is like opening a chatterbox, and Balabala can't stop talking.

That excitement, I can't see any hypocrisy at all, some is full of sincerity, if it wasn't for Qin Lang's interruption, I'm afraid he would have to continue to talk non-stop.

After Liu Yu finished his introduction, the senior executives of the New Xuan Academy beside him all held Qin Lang's hand and introduced them one by one.

These people, the youngest of whom is also in their fifties, are all born around 30 to 50 years after Qin Lang participated in the reinforcement future plan, almost from 2050 to 2070.

Although they are all Qin Lang's juniors, but after all, the age is here, no matter how you look at Qin Lang, he is the youngest, and he is called a senior, this kind of weirdness, Qin Lang can only accept it slowly.

Accompanied by Liu Yu and other leaders, Qin Lang quickly walked towards the reception building of Xinxuan Academy.

Along the way, the two sides talked while walking, and the atmosphere seemed to be very harmonious, and at this moment, a man in ragged clothes, with a disheveled hair and a foul smell all over his body, rushed out of the street very abruptly.

His speed was very fast, and his purpose was very clear, he went straight to Qin Lang, knocked away the crowd of people who were queuing up to welcome him, and rushed in front of Qin Lang at once.

A pair of hands was directly on Qin Lang's hands, Qin Lang was startled, and subconsciously retreated, but these hands were like maggots on the tarsal bones, holding Qin Lang tightly.

Yao Chong, who was in charge of protecting Qin Lang, was the first to react and kicked the figure away with one kick.

Soon, figures on both sides poured out, quickly controlling the man.

Liu Yu, who was beside him, seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly asked Qin Lang.

"Let the seniors be frightened, the seniors are fine, such a thing happened, it was not what we did right, and please forgive the seniors, come on, send this madman to prison!"

Qin Lang unconsciously patted his wide robe with both hands, put his hands behind him, shook his head, and hurriedly stopped.

"Forget it, it's okay, it didn't hurt me, it's not that serious, arrange someone to treat it well, after all, it's also a poor person."

Although it is a new era, the life span of human beings has been greatly extended, and the living standards of new human beings have also been greatly improved, but in the defense war 20 years ago.

Many people have witnessed the death of their relatives and friends in front of them, and although they have been treated immediately, this mental illness is difficult to cure.

Basically, from time to time, a group of patients will run out of the hospital, and today they happened to bump into Qin Lang.

With Qin Lang's words, Liu Yu nodded, then waved his hand, and motioned to his subordinates to take the patient away and send him to the hospital.

After a short interlude, Qin Lang and his party entered the reception building, and at this time, all the students looked at Qin Lang with respectful eyes.

Qin Lang was not polite, stepped forward, and had a pleasant exchange with many students.

This exchange lasted for more than three hours, of course, for more than three hours, Qin Lang did not blindly explain, these new humans living in the post-war period were quite smart.

It was almost a point, it didn't take much effort at all, and in the same way, in the communication with them, Qin Lang also got new insights.

And this stay, Qin Lang stayed for seven days, except for a fixed time every day to communicate with these new students, the rest of the time was accompanied by Liu Yu and Yao Chong to watch the New Xuan Academy.

During this period, he even met with Bai Chenxin's son, Bai Chuan, and the two talked in the room for a long time, and Bai Chuan left very respectfully.

Seven days passed quickly, and before Qin Lang left on the last day, due to Liu Yu's strong request, Qin Lang was awarded the title of Honorary Dean of Xinxuan Academy.

Simply hanging a name is a kind of spiritual honor.

Liu Yu's purpose, Qin Lang knows very well, it is nothing more than to use Qin Lang's reputation to better absorb more outstanding students from the Earth Defense Federation.

Although Xinxuan College is already the No. 1 institution of higher learning in the Earth Defense Federation, who would dislike the continuous flow of high-quality students.

It's just a simple name, which doesn't have much impact on Qin Lang, and this matter is regarded as Liu Yu's repayment for taking care of him for so long.

It was still that flying car, escorted by Yao Chong, Qin Lang and his party left the New Xuan Academy and returned to their residence.

Qin Lang's residence is some distance away from the Xuan Academy, but it is also in the center of the city, after all, there is a high-speed flying car, even if Qin Lang wants to go back, it will be there in a few minutes, which is still quite convenient.

After returning to his private residence, Qin Lang waved goodbye to Yao Chong and returned to his room.

He took a shower as usual, then sat at the table, flipping through the materials sent by Yao Chong.

Seeing the early hours of the morning, Qin Lang went to bed, and everything was as usual.

In the early hours of the night, a bright moon hung high in the sky, and the soft moonlight sprinkled down, like a light veil gently wrapping the metaphysical city.

The sound of long breathing in the city sounded, and everything seemed so quiet and beautiful.

At this moment, a black shadow blew through with a gust of wind, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't find it at all.

The shadow was fast, disappearing into the dark shadows in the blink of an eye.

Following in the footsteps of the black shadow, after turning seven or eight streets, almost thirty or forty kilometers away, the black shadow disappeared.

When I looked up, there looked like a prison in front of me...

The prison was huge, almost half the size of Cold Lake Town, and from the outside, it was pitch black, and high up in the four corners of the prison, four large lights shone brightly back and forth.

In the darkness around them, I don't know how many snipers lurk in the shadows.

But even with such a tight guard, the black shadow still got in.

The black shadow was like the wind, constantly shuttling, and at the corner of this prison, the black shadow stopped.

A figure covered in black robes stood in front of a metal cell.

The metal cell was dark, but there was a small window in the wall, and the bright moonlight could still see the environment inside the cell.

The cell was damp and dirty, and countless rats and cockroaches roamed freely, and there was nothing in it except a wet straw mat.

It is hard to imagine that in today's new era, there will be hundreds of years ago, comparable to the backward feudal prison cells of ancient times.

A man with loose hair and rags, covered in wounds, sat upright, his limbs held in place by thick iron cables, and it was difficult for him to escape.

If you look closely, you will find that this man is the madman who rushed into Qin Lang seven days ago.

At this time, although he couldn't see his face clearly, judging from his state, it was completely different from the madness during the day.

He raised his head, looked at the black-robed man in front of him, his face was expressionless, and he said softly.

"Hehe, can't you help it so soon? Come on, give me a good time, anyway, I did what I had to do, and dying early is also a relief for me.

After the man finished speaking, he lowered his head, revealing a calm look of going to death.

The black-robed man standing in front of him didn't say anything, his wide-sleeved robe swayed, and a piece of paper flew out and landed in front of the man.

The man who was still calmly going to death just now, looked at the note in front of him, raised his head sharply, revealing a very rough face, if you look carefully, it seems to be a little similar to Qizi.

Although he didn't speak, the excited look on his face made the man realize his gaffe.

He quickly calmed down and said softly, "What are you!" ”

"You don't need to know who I am, the message you want to deliver, that person already knows, then you just need to answer the questions, and the rest, no need to say more."

"How do I know that what you say is not a lie, how can I believe you?" The man asked rhetorically.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you, but if this matter is delayed, there is no loss to me."

The man's eyes flickered, and he knew that what the black-robed man in front of him was right.

He sighed and nodded, "If there's anything you want to know, just ask." ”

"I want to know if what you wrote on the note is true or not!"

In the moonlight, the words on the note gradually emerged.

There are only eight words on it, "Reinforcement future plans failed!" ”