But now they can't care so much, they are the pinnacle of the earth's combat power, and this battle must be won!

As a light-speed weapon, the laser has a speed of 300,000 kilometers per second, and as long as it is aimed, there is no possibility of dodging.

"I hope you don't use this weapon, otherwise the price will be too great." Zhong Yunlong sighed in his heart, feeling that this preparation was indeed sufficient, "Once the laser weapon is used, the background will be less, and the funding problem for next year will be troublesome." The coalition government will have to find some excuse to cut spending. ”

"You can't fight for it, you want a little more, we have a big family here, and even our subordinates have to take the train, and they have to have funds. What to do if you don't have money? Sun Ming Khan picked up a whip and said.

His true ability is shadow manipulation, but he is adept at using whip-like weapons to paralyze enemies.

"The Bureau of Anomaly Investigation is big enough, no matter how big it is, won't it become a coalition government?"

"Moreover, if the organization is large, it is inevitable to get Parkinsonism. I always feel that the group of people below is a group of pig brains, thinking about doing it yourself, but how much can one person do? ”

Zhong Yunlong pointed to his brain: "If it weren't for the fuel for the fire of the soul, you would think I would want to sit in this position." ”

"Now the daily troubles are never-ending, but they are the best fuel for the fire of the soul."

"Your method is so mysterious, I want to change my soul fire a little." Thor, the old white man on the other side, said, "My current innate talent, the power of thunder and lightning, seems to have come to an end, and I can't make an inch of progress again." If you can turn to the fire of the heart, maybe there will be another turnaround. ”

Zhong Yunlong laughed: "There is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art industry, if you are willing to change to the fire of the soul, I will naturally teach it." ”

"Let's go, let's meet the mysterious man for a while! After we find someone, salute first and then soldier, and don't rush to do it. ”

As a top genius who can create his own stunts and stand out from billions of people, Zhong Yunlong naturally has an extraordinary innate talent, "blessings and misfortunes", which has allowed him to go through a lot of difficult times.

Therefore, he is also a top fortune teller.

Unprecedented smoothness - the West, Tiepan City.

Zhong Yunlong was stunned in place, sweating profusely: "Isn't this Lao Zhang's hometown?" ”

"I always feel that he just stood there and deliberately asked us to do divination?"

……

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"I'll just say, objective strength is the basis for exerting subjective initiative, and you still don't believe it." Zhang Ming beat up the gourd lady in his dream, and he was refreshed.

Although Ms. Hulu is not very honest in her mouth, she has a mouthful of "human, let you know my learning ability", but the actual operation is a mess.

Give her a master with 2000 attributes, "invincible" and "dreaming ability".

That really can't beat the combination of the five great grandmasters, and they will be beaten violently in minutes.

In particular, these five great masters are all under the control of Zhang Ming.

This kind of "dream fighting cricket" lasted for several hours, simulating the battle situation under various conditions, and finally ended with Zhang Ming deliberately letting her win.

The gourd stayed there motionless, Zhang Ming couldn't help but flick his fingers: "Why don't you say a word?" ”

She said faintly: [Alas, I always feel that I am a little fond of vanity, not as simple as in the past. 】

[Obviously a rookie who fights and brawls, but he is still looking forward to victory, and he is even a little happy after being deliberately conceded. 】

[Is this that deeply human flavor?] 】

"It's not just human, it's a common problem with intelligent creatures all over the world. If there is no desire to win, in the process of survival, it will soon be eliminated. Zhang Ming said meaningfully, "This is not a fight, according to human terms, this is called a cordial and friendly conversation, enhance the understanding of both sides, and fully exchange views." ”

"Alright, we should be there for us, right? Drop-off time, let you see my hometown! ”

[Someone is divining our message.] 】

"Just let them divination, it's no harm anyway."

Zhang Ming woke up from his dream and yawned, the speed of the train was slowly decreasing.

Eventually, it stopped at a slightly dated train station.

Tiepan East Station, arrived.

This used to be the place where parents lived.

During the earthquake a long, long time ago, Tiepan City, located inland, was the most livable and safest place, as well as coal and steel deposits.

For a long time, the administrative center of the Great Xia Kingdom was here, and the function of the capital was no different.

However, time has passed, a hundred years have passed, Tiepan City is not a transportation center after all, and there is no special super natural resources, and the situation of the earth is slowly stabilizing, and it will naturally fall back to its rightful place.

The administrative center of the Great Xia Kingdom has long since moved to a larger city. Economic development is the most important thing in human civilization, and administrative power is really not worth mentioning compared with objective laws.

Zhang Ming wore an invisibility cloak and followed the crowd out of the car, experiencing this ancient city full of a sense of the passage of time.

The infrastructure built in the past, such as railway stations, roads, railways, etc., also looks a little old, and the walls are dyed with a layer of color like tea, but fortunately these buildings can still be used.

The plane trees on the side of the road grow wantonly, covering the sky and the sun, bringing a touch of coolness to the middle of summer.

You can even find buildings from 150 years ago, some bomb shelters designed to escape disasters, as well as earthquake-resistant buildings, canals, dams, man-made lakes and so on left over from the original "Suiren Project".

"In the past, there was a city called Beiping, which was our cultural and political capital." "But now, Beiping has long been submerged by the sea, and only a few small islands in the Taihang Mountains remain. ”

"The traces of the old era are really getting fewer and fewer, but it is also normal, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves. There should be some cultural capitals remaining, so I'll take you to see them when the time comes. ”

"Actually, this is not my real hometown......

"However, for me, where I have family is my hometown."

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, the sun gradually turned westward, stretching the shadow obliquely, Zhang Ming unhurriedly stepped on the road home, as if he was coming home from school one day, carrying his heavy schoolbag.

Occasionally, men and women passing by the road are full of youthful atmosphere, laughing and chatting about the anecdotes around them.

The universities that had moved here did not follow suit, so Tiepancheng slowly became a city with education as its main industry.

Even during the summer vacation, there are still many students who have not left the school.

However, the days of dancing and flying are indeed far away, and it is impossible for Zhang Ming to return to his student days no matter how shameless he is, so he took off his invisibility cloak and transformed into his original appearance.

And he found that he had forgotten his way home, or rather, he had no idea where his home was.

"Excuse me, where is the largest cemetery here?" Zhang Ming casually found an uncle who was playing chess on the side of the road and asked.

"The mountain in front of you is there, maybe more than ten miles away, take bus No. 122 to get there."

"Thank you."

More than ten miles is nothing for Zhang Ming's footsteps.

This is not the time to worship and sweep the tombs, and there are not many people in the cemetery.

Zhang Ming bought a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, and soon found the grave of his relatives, looking at the familiar words on it, the memories of the past came flooding back.

Withered flowers, withered leaves, under the torrent of time, some things seem to have never appeared.

There is no afterlife in the world, but people always hope for an afterlife to soothe the fear of death.

Zhang Ming put the flowers in front of the grave and whispered silently: "Dad, Mom, I'm back." ”

"I'm doing well right now...... In the future, I should be happy too. ”

Zhang Ming felt that he was a person who was not good at expressing himself, even though he had a thousand words, he couldn't say a word at the moment, everything was stuck in his throat and swallowed in his stomach.

"There are a lot of stories happening, and I've met a lot of interesting friends."

He observed a few minutes of silence, took a deep breath, and then smiled and introduced his companions, including Miss Hulu, who was floating beside him.

"This is a child who likes to role-play, and she should be with me for a long time."

After chattering for half an hour, he turned and left.

Even though there are many ways to find a so-called "home", such as asking a local for directions, or buying a map, or something.

But I don't want others to know that I don't even know where my home is.

That complicated mood is like the weather in summer, it changes when it is said, there is a soft sound of "boom", a thunderstorm suddenly comes, Zhang Ming was caught off guard, and was drenched in soup by the heavy rain.

So he simply walked in the rain and sighed: "I originally wanted to walk back from the southeast slowly, but the human government chased after me. As soon as he was involved with the government, he lost that leisure and elegance. ”

"Now it seems to be fine."

"People, always accept reality."

He could only rely on his spiritual sense, wandering around the city, wherever he went.

As the rain fell, pedestrians on the road took refuge from the rain, and the stagnant water on the streets looked like transparent mirrors.

The light of the street lamp glowed pale yellow on a rainy day, and suddenly two children, a man and a woman, jumped off the bus and greeted the rain with a smile.

The boy is just an ordinary boy, a little older, about 10 years old, and has not yet lost his childlike age; The girl was just an ordinary girl, seven or eight years old, with a double ponytail characteristic of that age, a dazzling white complexion, and a pair of delicate black leather shoes on her feet.

Her right foot stepped on the stagnant water and retracted. After a while, he took off his cherished little leather shoes and stepped barefoot in the stagnant water.

The boy sighed, not knowing what he was scolding, and then held up an umbrella for her and walked on the side of the road. But soon he couldn't resist the temptation of treading water, and he also took off his shoes and began to trample vigorously, forgetting his mother's admonition long ago.

(End of chapter)