"Ling Xiao, are you going to piss me off to death? As the top scorer in the college entrance examination in Daqin Province, Qingbei and other top universities are vying for the prize, but you actually chose the second-rate Da'an University! You... you... cough cough !”
In the dilapidated hut, a middle-aged man with gray temples slammed an admission notice on the table and cursed loudly. But in the middle of his words, he covered his heart and coughed violently.
Opposite the man, Ling Xiao, who had a delicate face and was slightly thin, had red eyes.
"Uncle, I saw the medical certificate you hid. It's acute heart failure caused by overwork. If not treated in time, you can't survive more than three months!"
"I have never met my father. It was you who made me grow up by pooping and pooping. Because of me, you didn't even find a wife. I have been weak since I was a child and have headaches. It is you who squandered all our wealth." You still work five jobs a day to treat my illness, and now you are exhausted, how can I just sit back and ignore you?"
"I have already negotiated with the principal of Da'an University. As long as I go to their school, I can get a scholarship of 300,000 yuan, and you will have money to treat your illness."
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with emotion, but his tone was more stern.
"Nonsense! This matter is related to your future, you..."
Ling Xiao interrupted his uncle's words and shouted: "You are my only relative and my whole world. If the world is gone, what's the point of the future?"
In the classroom, Ling Xiao recalled the quarrel last night and his uncle's red and swollen eyes before getting in the car, with determination flashing in his eyes.
"There is no cure for my uncle's disease. We can only use special medicine to prevent the condition from getting worse. One special medicine costs RMB 100,000 and can last for a month. I must get another sum of money within three months!"
Squeak!
Just when he was thinking hard about how to make money, the classroom door was opened.
The principal walked into the classroom with a middle-aged man wearing a black windbreaker.
"Da'an University is preparing to establish a new department - the Spirit Controlling Department. As long as you become a Spirit Controlling Master and successfully join the Spirit Controlling Department, you will have extraordinary power and become a hero who protects mankind. Glory and power are at your fingertips, and every month You can get a subsidy of at least 100,000 yuan.”
"Let Mr. Zheng Jun explain the specific situation to you in detail!"
When the words "one hundred thousand per month" were mentioned, the principal's eyes stayed on Ling Xiao for a moment, and then he turned and left. However, the students in the classroom were already having a heated discussion.
Ling Xiao did not participate in it, but clenched his fists.
"If what the principal said is true, then as long as I become a spirit master, I can get 100,000 yuan a month. Then I will have money to buy special medicine for my uncle."
Just when Ling Xiao was delighted, the multimedia screen in the classroom suddenly lit up, and three pieces of news appeared on the screen.
"A phoenix appeared in Jinfeng Mountain, burning with flames. When it waved its wings, fire rained down from the sky. It burned a county town to ashes in just ten seconds, and hundreds of thousands of people were killed in the sea of fire."
"Baishui Town encountered a bloody snowfall. The animals and plants in the town mutated one after another. Bloody mice more than ten meters long and bloody cockroaches the size of calves ravaged the streets. The whole town was filled with blood."
"A strange portal appears in Shanhai County. Strange sounds come from behind the door. If you approach the door, you will be deceived by it and disappear inside the door. Only bloody limbs flow out from the cracks in the door. So far, 423 people have been swallowed by the door. "
After seeing these three pieces of news, Ling Xiao's face changed slightly and he hugged his head as if on conditioned reflex.
This news was not unfamiliar to him. On the contrary, he was deeply impressed because he had just seen it three days ago.
In fact, not only these three pieces of news, he was also deeply impressed by similar news from more than ten years ago because he had studied them countless times.
Looking at the news on the screen, the question that he had been thinking about for more than ten years came to his mind again.
"Why do news about monsters raging like this appear on the Internet every time I get a headache? What does these monsters have to do with the energy in my mind?"
He has had headaches since he was a child, and every time the pain hurts, it can kill half of his life.
His uncle took him to countless major hospitals and found countless experts, but he could not find the cause. Instead, as he grew older, he figured out something on his own.
He discovered that there was a ball of energy in his head. Every time he had a headache, it was because of the violent fluctuations of this energy. And after every headache, he could see news about the appearance of this monster on the Internet.
Therefore, he repeatedly studied these news, trying to find a solution to his headache, but he still found no results.
On the contrary, in recent years, his headaches have become more and more frequent, and there have been more and more news about monsters appearing, which makes him extremely uneasy.
At this moment, the man in black trench coat finally spoke.
"My name is Zheng Jun, and I am a member of the 009 team of the Night Watch stationed in Da'an City."
"What do you think of these three pieces of news?"
As soon as this question came up, the students looked at each other.
After hesitating for a moment, a classmate bravely spoke up: "Teacher, I think these messages are all false. Someone deliberately fabricated them in order to attract attention and earn traffic!"
Someone took the lead, and others became bolder and started to join in.
Only Ling Xiao frowned deeply when Zheng Jun asked this question.
At first, he thought that the news was maliciously fabricated by someone, but every time this kind of news appeared, it was after he had a headache. It was obvious that there was a connection between the two.
If it is false news, how can it be related to my headache?
Moreover, this kind of news will be deleted soon after it appears, and all traces will be erased, as if there is an invisible hand deliberately hiding something.
If the news is false, why go to all this trouble?
With these clues and Zheng Jun's question, a terrible suspicion jumped into Ling Xiao's mind uncontrollably.
"Could it be... are the monsters in the news real?"
The next moment, Zheng Jun confirmed his guess.
"No, these are all real! The monsters are real, and so are the compatriots who died. The spirit control department to be opened at Da'an University is related to these monsters!"
As soon as Zheng Jun said this, the whole classroom boiled. Many people even stood up excitedly, and there was a loud sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground.
Zheng Jun continued: "Thousands of years ago, the heaven and earth changed. Bloody snowflakes would occasionally fall in the sky. Human beings would melt their flesh and blood and die miserably on the spot when they touched it. However, animals and plants contaminated by the bloody snowflakes would mutate and become terrifying. Monsters, we call them demons.”
"The demon spirits have extraordinary power, and most of them are cruel and bloodthirsty, destroying cities and killing humans at every turn. Human beings are as fragile as ants in front of them, and can only be allowed to be devoured and massacred."
"This kind of desperate days lasted for hundreds of years. It wasn't until the ancestors of the human race opened up the path of spiritual masters and established the Night Watch to protect Daxia that we saw a glimmer of light."
"But this road is also a road of despair. Just drink poison to quench your thirst!"
At the end of the story, Zheng Jun was a little depressed, but he quickly recovered.
"The Spirit Control Department is a department that specializes in cultivating spirit masters. Only those who pass the assessment can join. Are you willing to give it a try?"
