A Million Possible

"Cheng Lin?"

When he looked over, Sun Xiao also saw him and hurriedly waved and called his name.

Because everyone returns on the same day, thousands of people are spread over a few hours, so it is naturally crowded. In the past, the fixed-time bus could not meet everyone's needs. Many people came back directly from the city bus station. At this time, the school Many vehicles parked at the door.

Sun Xiao was standing in the crowd. He was carrying a military-green backpack. His shout attracted a lot of attention. Fortunately, Cheng Lin was getting used to this occasion. He smiled and nodded at him. , Then walked over.

"just came back?"

"Well, aren't you? How about? Did the internship go well?"

"It's pretty simple," Cheng Lin rushed beside Sun Xiao. The rest of the students in his team smiled friendly and replied. Then, after turning their eyes, they unexpectedly saw Sun Xiao's left hand was tied with a bandage, and it was wrapped around. Elbow, "What's the matter? Injured?"

"Skin trauma. Our task is to catch a Rogue Cultivators. The information given was a bit different, so we hung up the color, a little twists and turns, but in the end it was successfully won." Sun Xiao smiled and showed his left hand, but A proud look.

Cheng Lin flipped his hand and took out a bottle of healing potion and threw it to him: "Wipe this, it gets better soon."

"Forget it, this thing is too expensive to wipe off, and I will ask Xiao Ningyu to give me a bite later."

Sun Xiao shook his head and was about to hand it back, but was stopped by Cheng Lin: "Take it, I have the promotion materials here, and I have plenty of money."

"Neither is Kuanyu..." Sun Xiao said, staring at him suddenly, stunned, "Cheng Lin, you didn't bring a backpack? Just came back empty-handed? Where did you get the potion?"

He didn't realize that something was right until then. Cheng Lin smiled and probably talked about the "storage ring". Sun Xiao envied him: "It seems that you are really rich."

"Comfortable."

Cheng Lin smiled. The two went inside and talked about the internship. Sun Xiao’s team had similar tasks to him. They were all capturing Rogue Cultivators, but in Sun Xiao’s mouth, it was wonderful. The process It can be described as ups and downs, exciting and exciting.

According to the configuration of the academy, most of the teams are balanced in strength. Sun Xiao is not weak in strength. He brought a group of "shrimp soldiers and crabs" to face the tough and cunning society of Rogue Cultivators, really evenly matched.

"...Don't you know, at that time, I would run away if I hadn't fought him hard with my hand..." Sun Xiao said at the end, a little sorrowful, "I don't know if we didn't go out before, we people are in the academy all day long. Sitting inside, the actual combat experience is really not good. When you really fight, you can play half of the Cultivation Base. It is considered excellent. Before the internship, we still felt that a large group of people went to catch a small problem and made a big deal. After I really feel it, we know that Daoist still has it. go out."

Cheng Lin heard it and nodded: "That's right."Not only Sun Xiao, but Cheng Lin looked around, and from the faces of the students who returned one after another, there was a significant difference. For the vast majority of students, this was a transformation.

However, people like Sun Xiao are already lucky. All the members are only slightly injured and just rest and recuperate. Individual teams have paid a heavy price for this. Cheng Lin saw that there were two teams, and the students who came back were on their arms. Tied with Bai Ling, his face is sad, which means that someone died unexpectedly during the internship.

Seeing this, his heart couldn't help but heavier, but he didn't know what to say, until he confirmed that all the friends he knew had returned smoothly, the hanging heart fell to the ground.

At the end of the internship, each team needs to submit an "internship report." Cheng Lin is a special team. He thought about it, considering that the new projection was about to appear, there was no delay, but went directly to Huang Yin's office in the Xuezheng Building.

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"Come in."

After knocking on the door and getting permission, Cheng Lin opened the brown wooden door of Huang Yin's office again after half a month.

He walked into the room with the faint creak of the folding pages. The layout of the office did not change much. The sunlight came in from the window and it was very warm. He instinctively looked at the chair behind the office desk and found it empty. Found that Huang Yin was standing by the window, carrying a small watering can, spraying water into a flowerpot.

In the sound of "pupu", the water mist filled, Huang Yin took a closer look, then nodded in satisfaction, turned around, and looked at him: "I'm back?"

"En. Mission..."

"I knew it a long time ago, Shi Jin told me, but you have a problem. I heard that you hired foreign aid? You asked Song Jun to help you?" Huang Yin wore a duck yellow tulle blouse with a black lower body. Long trousers, loose trousers, and a serious look.

"I didn't..." Cheng Lin was taken aback, just about to distinguish, he saw the smile line at the corner of Huang Yin's eyes, so he showed a helpless smile, walked over, pulled a chair to sit down, and threw the report on the table. "I can solve it by myself."

Huang Yin's deliberately straightened face eased open, and said, "Good, well, knowing that you are great."

When he walked back, he put the report next to him, and didn't even look at it. Huang Yin said, "How is it? Isn't this holiday comfortable?"

Cheng Lin has the heart to say that it is uncomfortable. After all, whoever enters a "killing city", faced with countless warhead air strikes, and fights with a pinnacle ninth rank, it is not comfortable... But naturally, he won't say it, he blinked. :"Okay."

"It's good if you have enough rest. In terms of cultivation, the rewards are... Yo, are you wearing the ring?" Huang Yin picked up the coffee on the table, took a sip, and said with a smile: "I won't mess around with my practice. Anyway, since you are so fast, you should have something in your heart. By the way, we have also discussed the next arrangement for you during this period of time."

"What am I doing next?" Cheng Lin didn't bother to pick Huang Yin's words, and was more concerned about the college's arrangements for own.

After being promoted to the fifth rank, it is too awkward to attend classes like other students. Then graduate early? It's not compliant.

"No, take a look at this." Huang Yin did not answer directly, but took out a folder for him.

Cheng Lin was full of suspicion. When he opened it, there were not many documents, only four pages, and there were fewer valid information. He quickly finished reading, looking up in amazement: "Starting a club? What are you doing?"

Huang Yin was very unhappy when she heard it, and raised her small eyebrows: "What is Yaomozi? This is a very serious document, okay?"

Seeing that Cheng Lin was still staring, she had no choice but to explain: "Well, in fact, this is also an attempt by us. Not only our college, but also some other colleges are also trying this thing. It's not a year since Spiritual Qi has recovered. Of course, this is in the public perception. It has been nearly four years since the earliest in the strict sense. Um... It's a long way to go.

Since the establishment of the college, there are only two sessions of students. The last session was Song Jun and the others. There were few staff and experience in the bureau, so many trainings were rough. Up to now, the recovery has intensified and some systems have been established, especially The appearance of the projection has greatly accelerated the speed of cultivation...

You should remember that when you first entered the school, each class teacher talked about the speed of practice in the previous session, right? By comparison, how fast are you guys?

Just say Song Jun, you know, she was in the third rank when she graduated, what about now? It’s been less than five months since this year, so let’s not talk about this kind of bug. There are three fourth ranks and more third ranks... So the course needs to be adjusted. This is a national college. Problems that have to be faced.

Some excellent students walked too fast and could no longer follow the standard educational rhythm. However, curriculum reform is a very complicated matter. Therefore, someone raised an idea to set up a club, not like a university, but similar. In the “Top Class” category, the third rank is the limit, and only those who are promoted to the third rank can join the club.

The students in the club still retain their identity as students, but their usual main task has been changed to explore projection... The headquarters has issued a new document, and the previous projection monopoly situation has been rectified. In other words, if we project the next time There is no in the province, and the department can also have a quota to send some people to it. So, do you understand? "

Cheng Lin's eyes lit up slightly. This policy is too much in line with his intentions. In this way, Exploration Projection is really "compliant": "I probably understand, then you want me to join this club?"

"Not just joining, you also have to serve as the president." Huang Yin emphasized.

Cheng Lin moved his lips. He instinctively wanted to ask why, but felt unnecessary. His fifth-rank Cultivation Base is not the president. Who will be the president?

Anyway, as long as he doesn't delay cultivation, he doesn't care about putting up a title. After thinking about it, Cheng Lin nodded immediately, agreed, and carefully picked up the folder, and then suddenly remembered an important question:

"By the way, what's the name of the club? It's not written on it."

Huang Yin lay down on the exaggerated sofa chair and said lightly:

"The name is whatever, let me think... well, it's called Shueisha."

Cheng Lin: "..."

Shueisha?

Are you sure this is not a comic... not the name of a publishing group?

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It was at the same moment that Cheng Lin officially hung the title of "President of Shueisha".

Far in the southern end of Xia Guoluo's territory.

Southeast Asia, on an island further south of the Indochina Peninsula.

The blazing sun released heat unscrupulously.

It was also mid-October. The night temperature in Yangcheng had fallen below zero, but here, it was still in midsummer.

Because it is located in the tropics and is controlled by the equatorial low pressure all year round, this large island has no winter all the year round, forming a typical "equatorial rainy climate". Therefore, the temperature is almost constant at about 30 degrees, even at night. Reduce 25 degrees Celsius.

At this moment, on the blue and boundless sea, a freighter is breaking through the water, and is advancing at a constant speed of 15 knots, or 15 knots per hour, along the guiding route.

On the deck, several crew members are busy. Among them, the person in charge of the freight company is holding on to the railing together with the captain, looking at the land ahead.

"The land in front is Singapore, right?" the person in charge asked, squinting his eyes.

The captain looked quite relaxed. He said in a joking tone: "No, it's not right."

"Yep?"

In the other's puzzled eyes, the captain smiled and said: "In fact, we have already entered Singapore, and the surrounding waters also belong to it."

"...Okay." The person in charge laughed helplessly, and then listened to the captain's tone of voice briskly saying, "Well, I know you are eager to set foot on land, but you are not in a hurry at this moment."

After a pause, he said again: "I didn't expect you to come to this country for the first time."

The person in charge sighed slightly: "I didn't expect that the company would assign someone who has never been here before to this post."

"No need to sigh, trust me, you will like it soon, such as the scenery, climate, and humanities here... Ah, I know that in history you have established a colony here in England? That was 18..."

"In 1819." The person in charge said cooperatively.

"Yes, it's this time. The most important thing is language communication. I believe you will be integrated here soon. When I get off the boat, I can take you to some fun places. Make sure you don't miss it... This idiom is from the local area. What you learned, you know, there are more Chinese here... and..."

"And what? Mr. Captain?"

"And... my God! Look at the sky! We seem to hit the projection!!"

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