The day when the devil can be defeated is still far away.
Now the countless names on the stone slab have stung my eyes.
Wang Jingteng is just an insignificant one among countless martyrs.
The end is coming at the age of twenty.
At the age of thirty, he went to war on the battlefield.
Forty years old, his bones are buried here.
This is his extremely heroic and ordinary life.
Qiming stood here, with no moisture in his eyes.
The evening breeze blew against my face, but I felt a little chilly.
In fact, Wang Jingteng is not a hero.
He is just an ordinary instructor of Junwu, the mere director of the Yuanwu Department. At the age of forty, his hair is gray and he looks waning. He has no vitality. He cannot fly mechas and rarely goes to the battlefield.
But whether it was the battle of Mianbei City or the battle to clear out the cult, he never hid behind.
Before setting off, Qiming visited him, healed his serious injuries, and even helped him temper his bones in a self-righteous manner.
Qiming is actually not a sentimental person. He has seen too many life, death and death. In fact, there is nothing in this world that he cares about.
To put it bluntly, even if Hongying died on the battlefield, he might not be very sad.
But now, looking at Wang Jingteng's name on the stone tablet, he couldn't help but think of the first sun stone he lent to him and the unpalatable dumplings on New Year's Eve last year.
I couldn't help but think that if I hadn't healed Wang Jingteng's injury, would he have been able to hide in the back instead of rushing to the front?
This is a feeling that Qiming has never had in nineteen years.
It’s not just Wang Jingteng.
There is also Zhang Wu, his former teammate, who was born in the wasteland, is low-key and cautious, and always keeps saying that he will not sacrifice his life for the big men in the security world.
There are also Shen Guang, Yang Mingming, Zhou Xuyang, and some names that Qiming doesn't even remember.
They were all his classmates in the Yuanwu Department, but they were only second-year students, barely in the second level.
But when facing an invincible enemy, he never took a step back in order to protect the people in the residential area.
Qiming knew what the so-called "Experimental Subject 01" was.
In the Imperial Rubik's Cube Technology Company, in the center of the eight poisonous pools, a young man was soaked in venom.
A reorganized team from the second year of the Military Academy encountered him. His instructor, Wang Jingteng, was down, and more than half of them were killed or injured.
But he persisted until reinforcements arrived, forcing him to leave the residential area and flee to the suburbs.
Qiming didn't feel that everything was his fault.
But for the first time, he didn't want to let go of something that had clearly not offended him.
"Principal, where has that thing escaped to now?"
Yang Yunqing came to Qiming quietly, thinking that he was hiding it well, but Qiming exposed it directly.
He had no choice but to keep a straight face: "Do you think I will tell you?
The purpose of calling you back is to keep you away from the land of right and wrong. It is very likely that the experimental subject is an entity that humans cannot deal with yet.
Director Wang fought with him until he died of exhaustion in order to protect more people. Do you want his sacrifice to be in vain? "
"I'm stronger than him."
"Shit! If you're not at the seventh level, you're all useless! You can't use the power of the stars, and you have no ability to protect yourself."
Qiming released his star wheel without warning, mobilizing the power of the stars buried deep in his bones.
"I can do it even if I haven't reached the seventh stage yet."
His figure is not that burly, but more lean and agile. Standing in front of Yang Yunqing, although he is not short, he still has the thinness of a young man.
and stubbornness.
Yang Yunqing felt uncomfortable in his heart when he looked at Qiming's unwavering gaze.
It is still difficult for Yuan warriors in the sixth stage to sense the power of stars, but Qiming can already generate and use it spontaneously. What a talent this is.
Wang Jingteng felt that Qiming was a big thorn in the entire academy for provoking Ouyang Xing. He firmly supported him when even the mecha department didn't want him. What a vision.
Unfortunately, heroes never grow up.
Because of this, he couldn't let Qiming do whatever he wanted.
Shaking his original stars, Yang Yunqing used force to coerce Qiming for the first time, scattering all the power of the stars he had gathered.
"You're still far away! Get used to your mecha, break through to the seventh level, and don't show up again in the short term.
There are too many people paying attention to you, and you have survived in the wasteland for so long, you should understand that those who stand out will be shot. "
Qiming said no more.
Even without Yang Yunqing taking action, Qiming knew that he still couldn't beat him.
"Leave the affairs of the experimental subjects to the adults. If you grow up and strengthen yourself, you will be useful when you work hard."
"knew."
Yang Yunqing personally escorted Qiming back to the academy and left him a copy of the Milky Way Star Veins, asking him to take a good retreat.
Fortunately, there are still big events like the Mecha Ladder Challenge waiting, so the temporary withdrawal of the exchange group will not be too abrupt.
As for the anti-cult alliance...
Even if Jiuzhou doesn't want this face, it can't do without these children.
They are safest only if they stay with you.
Qiming kept a low profile for a few days and did not return to the classroom until Shen Qinghe asked him to meet him in the cafe.
"Hey, isn't this Young Master Qiming? Why are you willing to go back to the academy? Could it be that the operation to clear out the cult is over, so you just came back?"
There were quite a few students in the cafe, and by chance, I met a group of fourth-year students who were not very friendly.
"People are traveling around the world, but we are working our butts off. The treatment is really different."
This group of people did not know what happened to the so-called Kyushu Academy exchange group in the Nilean Realm and the Ribuluan Realm. It just sounded like they were traveling at public expense, so they were inevitably jealous.
Especially in the past two weeks, Jiuzhou has been sweeping away the cults, and many of them have experienced life and death.
A boy said angrily: "Keep your voice down, or I'll kill you? He's a powerful sixth-level man, how can he be like us?"
A second-grade girl next to him, who was also Qiming's classmate, finally lost his temper and retorted: "What, you haven't reached the sixth level, is it because you don't like it?"
This was a reasonable statement, but unexpectedly it exploded a hornet's nest.
"Yo yo yo, we don't have the ability to lick this place and then that place."
"He is a person who has reached the peak of his powers. He openly killed people in the academy and got away with it. How can we dare to compare?"
"Your second-year Director Wang was so kind to him back then, but what about now? His bones have gone cold, right? He has become very popular, and in the blink of an eye he was mixed up with the mecha type."
"It's not like his teammates are dead in peace, he is the only one who is thriving."
"I have embraced the Security Committee for a long time! I didn't expect the follower to follow Shen Qinghe all day long."
Qiming's popularity has never been good, but now that people who don't know the truth are attacking him, they feel like they are isolating him.
The woman who just spoke was very angry and wanted to continue to refute on the spot, but was stopped by Qiming.
"Thank you, no need to."
"Qiming! You don't need to listen to their nonsense! They are all Huang Bin's people and they deliberately discredit you!"
Huang Bin was Ouyang Xing's lackey at the beginning, and he openly instigated cross-grade challenges at the beginning of the school year.
A year has passed, and I am still so out of place.
Qi Ming sketched a smile.
"Don't talk nonsense, Huang Bin and I have a very good relationship." Qiming said proactively, as if he really didn't care about everything he said just now.
