A Million Possible

The room was quiet for a short while.

The twelve boys stared at the mysterious person in front of him who appeared to be walking out of a fantasy novel, and began to be in a daze.

However, their dazedness only existed for a moment, and they were awakened by the flames that suddenly appeared in the palm of Cheng Lin's palm.

"Ah! You... are you a magician?"

A little boy exclaimed.

Another boy shook his head: "It must be a practitioner! I have heard of it! A practitioner!"

The good-looking boy even walked over and looked at Cheng Lin with a look of admiration: "Are you a practitioner? Can you teach me to practice?"

Cheng Lin silently held the ball of low-temperature fire.

After more than a week of practice, he has been able to control a low-temperature fireball without firing it, just like the small lapel that held the fireball at the entrance of a big windmill that day.

The reason for showing the power is naturally to frighten them.

The fireball, which is very common to Trisonic and the School of Spirituality, is synonymous with powerful and mysterious in front of these children who have never seen a practitioner.

The twelve boys were all excited, and then they were full of admiring expressions.

Cheng Linto held the fireball, and in this strange atmosphere, he said in a deep voice:

"It doesn't matter who I am,

The important thing is,

Twenty years later,

The world of our Life will usher in the end.

The world is fierce, civilization is ruined in an instant,

I can't bear the destruction of mankind,

So I picked you guys,

I will give you supreme talents,

So as to have enough power to save the world in the future catastrophe!

now,

Tell me, are you willing to take on this arduous responsibility? "

The voice just fell.

The twelve little boys earnestly used their immature childlike voice: "I am willing!"

"Well, from today, you have a new code name."

Cheng Lin tried to maintain this shameful conversation.

He thinks this is too second.

But in order to complete the task...bear it!

Cheng Lin suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the boy on the far left: "From today, your code name is Apostle One!"

He pointed to the second one: "You are the second apostle!"

Next, he counted from left to right, until the twelfth apostle.

After the end, he continued: "Now, I will give you the supreme talent to help you stand out from the crowd."

He pointed to number one and said, "Lotus Position, sit down!"

They still understand Lotus Position.

Apostle One immediately sat down obediently.

Seeing this, Cheng Lin gently stroked his head with his free hand.

At the same time, I saw a masterpiece full of light.

The whole person was wrapped in a gentle ocean of light.

The rest of the apostles were shocked.

His eyes widened.

At this moment, Cheng Lin also took the form of a sacred stick and took the initiative to bring him into the identity of a missionary.

At the same time, there was information in his mind:

[The system is being installed...1%...10%...34%...89%...100%...successfully installed]

Cheng Lin slowly withdrew his hand.

At the same time, the holy light on Number One also dissipated.

This is also the "task skill" of the program, with a total of twelve copies, each of which will be given to twelve apostles.

Cheng Lin always feels that the style of this deduction is getting more and more strange.

What is the future direction of the vast civilization?

So tall on the subject.

Before anyway, I was able to complete the cool task of broadcasting to Universe.

Now it has developed to be a magic stick to fool children to play.

Why is this style getting lower and lower...

Feel helpless.

But still complete the tasks in sequence.

The twelve boys successively accepted the supreme talent bestowed by Cheng Lin.

It is the so-called immortal who caress my head, knots hair and suffers longevity.

after the end.

Cheng Lin retracted his hand and looked at the twelve apostles with high spirits.

He said solemnly: "Your current age is too young after all,

It’s difficult to understand how to use these talents reasonably,

Therefore, I will seal the talent in your body,

On your eighteenth birthday,

These seals will be lifted,

For ten years, with the talent I gave you,

Enough to break out of the world,

To deal with the catastrophe of the doomsday,

I hope you will not forget your original intention and keep your mission in mind..."

Cheng Lin flicked a few more words before letting the enthusiastic Twelve Apostles leave.

When they left, Cheng Lin stopped staying any more, and asked Xiao Yuan to say goodbye to the dean on his behalf, and he left casually.

...

Standing at the gate of the courtyard.

Xiaoyuan quietly watched Cheng Lin disappear, her face was a little lonely and curious.

A female teacher next to him walked over and said narrowly, "Miao Yuan, what are you looking at? Everyone is gone, what's wrong, love at first sight? Then the boy seems to be younger than you..."

Xiaoyuan blushed, glared at the female teacher, and then seriously said:

"It's not like that, it's just... I always think this person is so weird... God is mysterious, wearing weird clothes, and also donating money on behalf of big companies, but so sloppy, people are... Hey, how can I not remember? Is his appearance changed?"

Madoka was talking, but she was startled.

Thinking hard, I still can't remember.

Obviously, I have peeped at him so many times, so I should remember it very firmly. Why is there no impression at all?

After hearing the words, the female teacher next to him thought about it for a while, and also showed a look of error:

"I... I seem to have forgotten his appearance... I just remember, his white clothes..."

"Really, it's weird."

The two women looked at each other, and suddenly heard an angry and immature male voice behind them:

"You are not allowed to snatch my toys! I am the man who wants to save the world!"

Madoka was speechless and had a headache.

"This man... did he tell the children what..."

...

[Affinity appeal: It can make other people feel good about the character and admire the character, and there is a probability that others will follow the character]

[Invisible mask: can make other life and non-life unable to remember the specific appearance of the character]

...

These are the two passive skills that the "ordinary missionary" character comes with.

Although Cheng Lin is still unable to determine their effects, he believes in the capabilities of the program.

In fact, it is true.

Affinity appeal made Madoka and others feel good about him. Without the secret help of this ability, given his age and dress, he might not even be able to successfully meet the dean and complete the task.

As for the second passive.

It is perfectly reflected.

...

"According to the description of the ability of the invisible mask, they should not remember my specific appearance.

It's the same with my apostles,

So, how can they ensure that they will recognize me in twenty years? "

After walking out of the orphanage, Cheng Lin walked slowly along the street.

The oval-shaped shade of the tree is like dots of ink, extending far away, as if there is no end.

[Confusion arises in your heart, but there is no need to worry about all this. Your face cannot be remembered, nor can it be retained by any equipment, but your breath will be imprinted in the depths of the apostles' hearts along with your talents]

"So that's it, breath..."

Cheng Lin twitched his nose, smelled the strong smell of asbestos, and couldn't help but sneezed.

Although there are few information hints in his mind, Cheng Lin can already infer some information.

I gave twelve children a talent, and that talent will be unlocked when they are eighteen years old.

This intention is very obvious, it is for them to make a difference in the catastrophe of the last days twenty years later.

"The nets thrown by the fishermen are always taken back."

In other words, no matter what the next task is, Cheng Lin will meet with them after all.

It's just that it may be twenty years from now.

[Congratulations on completing the task (3)]

A prompt for completion of the task appears.

Cheng Lin did not wait for the next follow-up task.

"What about the follow-up?"

He asked.

Did not get an answer.

So Cheng Lin was no longer in a hurry.

Instead, they walked slowly along the highway in a leisurely manner.

Thoughts fluttered temporarily.

It is said that many welfare homes in China were actually rebuilt from churches that year.

Cheng Lin didn't know if the one just now was.

But not far away, he really saw a church.

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