A Million Possible

Students from various places have indeed arrived one after another.

However, because most of them set off individually, the time of coming here is not uniform.

This year's graduates, there are more than 20 colleges across the country, and each college has a number ranging from 5 to 15, which is two hundred.

Considering the elite ranks of the various colleges today, among these two hundred people, the fifth rank accounted for a lot, and the lowest rank was also the fourth rank.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely powerful force. What it lacks is only experience and a little running-in.

So after learning that they had arrived, Cheng Lin immediately expressed great interest and went to greet them.

Naturally, it is impossible for Cheng Lin to know all of the two hundred people.

About half of them have been seen in previous large-scale explorations. Although they are unfamiliar, they have had nodding acquaintances. The rest are completely unfamiliar.

We greeted, talked, and then lived in the temporary camp here. The local lapel had already set up a lot of tents on the edge of the projection.

During the time when the projection is condensed, they will all wait here.

As time passed, more and more new members arrived, and at the same time, the number of onlookers increased.

Even though the local authorities have carried out diversion, they can only maintain basic order.

Fortunately, no one dared to approach the projection under one eyelid, so most of them were far-sighted.

In the afternoon, the members of Shueisha from the Ninth Academy finally arrived.

When Cheng Lin saw dozens of well-dressed acquaintances, he finally let out a long breath and said in a brisk tone:

"You are here, you don't know, I feel really bad as a polished commander."

Xie Qingke was in a good mood, and rolled his eyes when he heard this:

"You all have so many people, and you still call yourself the commander of bare poles? I want to say, the leader, you are kind, let us go back, this holiday has not been enough!"

"Yes, that's right!" Xiao Ningyu helped out by the side, causing the rest of the Shuyingshe members to start roaring.

Cheng Lin glared at a few people, talked and laughed, and then said:

"Okay, there are people coming again. Go and find a place to rest later. We will talk about the specific situation when everyone is ready."

Dismissing the people from Jiyingshe, Cheng Lin took a few steps forward and saw a smiling acquaintance from the second courtyard.

Song Xianzhen strode forward with a smile on his face:

"Leader, the second academy graduates are here to report!"

Cheng Lin laughed: "You are here late enough, it seems I have to put on your little shoes."

After speaking, the two sides looked at each other and smiled.

There were quite a few acquaintances with Song Xianzhen's students from the Second Academy, part of which was due to the joint exploration of the Soviet Union, and the later overseas explorations became more familiar.

After talking and laughing, they also sent them to the back. Then, Cheng Lin saw Wu Shushan from the Seventh House, the twin sisters from the Sixth House and others in turn...

When it was sent to the next batch, he heard a clear call, then looked up, and he saw a small black figure flying over with flapping wings.

"Can you keep a low profile, so many people are watching and want to be taken away?" Cheng Lin reluctantly reached out and took Cao Wei over, and put it on the ground.

Caowei blinked, wrinkled her nose, and said old-fashioned: "Who dares to catch me? I will scratch him to death."

As she said, she shook her paws conspicuously.

Cheng Lin only noticed that Cao Wei's claws had new changes, and the scales and nails had dark golden patterns.

"You have evolved again?" Cheng Lin blurted out in surprise.

I remember that there was nothing unusual about the last time the Pacific Projection Caowei was. After only a few days, she was promoted again.

"Yeah." Cao Wei said triumphantly, her tail suddenly raised up behind her...

Then he turned his hands back into a white and tender human form with a bit of annoyance, scratched his head, and said:

"However, it is very strange that the specific product cannot be tested."

Cheng Lin was not surprised. After Caowei acquired Adelaide's legacy from the fight, her practice system became "unique", basically out of touch with the mainstream.

"When... When..."

He tapped the scales on the little girl with the spirit sword, and then listened to the crisp metal buzzing sound, Cheng Lin smacked his mouth, with a bit of toothache, and said, "Don't your scales feel heavy..."

Cao Wei's eyes turned and Gu Lulu opened her two short arms: "Is it sinking for you to hug?"

Cheng Lin's face turned dark, and she pushed her head away, glanced at the countless cameras on the highway in the distance, and said in a low voice:

"I haven't seen you for a few days, you are getting skinny, stay behind and pay attention to each other's identities. I am your boss now."

"Cut..." Cao Wei snorted contemptuously, then reluctantly shook her tail and left.

With a silent sigh, Cheng Lin straightened his waist, and squeezed out a smile on his face, looking at the next arrival.

...

Finally, in the evening, people basically arrived.

That night, Cheng Lin held a short meeting in the tent of the command headquarters. He probably arranged the exploration formation afterwards. Then he didn't say much. He just ate the packed lunch with other people.

...

night.

The wind was a bit strong tonight, and the stars in the sky were thin. Cheng Lin walked out of the tent, exhaled a deep breath, raised his head, and saw a round of "Jade Wheels" on top of his head with moonlight.

"The moon is dizzy and windy... It seems that tomorrow will be a windy day." Cheng Lin murmured.

Behind him, Song Jun was wearing armor and carrying a helmet in his hand. He also looked at the sky and said:

"Good windy weather, there are many cultivators of fire elements in the team, and the fire can burn more vigorously at that time."

Cheng Lin swallowed the sentence "If it's against the wind", glanced at her, and frowned:

"You put on the armor so early?"

"I'm used to it," Song Jun said lightly. "The missions were mostly irregular before. In many cases, the battle started suddenly. So I am used to being prepared at all times. If the projection becomes a real entity, I won't do it. Can you go straight to it?"

"...Good habit, but it's not necessary," Cheng Lin was silent, commented, and then said, "This time the projection scale is about the same as the original'Mangyuan'. With our current team, penetration is not a problem."

"You seem very confident, why, those skeletons are weak?" Song Jun asked with a smile.

Cheng Lin explained earnestly:

"Of course it is strong enough for ordinary people, and their moving speed is not slow, but for us, it is not a problem. Their advantage is that they are large in number. If they are surrounded, it is really troublesome. Unless they fly, otherwise , Just grinding can also grind the cultivator to death..."

After a pause, he said:

"But we don't need to worry about this problem, we just need to fight steadily. If something goes wrong, we can also quit the projection and change the formation. There is no problem in theory."

"Well, I'm relieved to see that you are so confident." Song Jun yawned, then blinked playfully, threw the helmet in his hand to him, and said, "Then I will bother to command you tonight. The vigil is over, I'm going to sleep, bye bye."

After finishing speaking, she left on her own.

"You..." Cheng Lin hugged the helmet and looked at her speechlessly. In the end, he just shook his head, smiled, and then looked at the front projection.

Under the blurry moonlight, the city became clearer, and the skeleton soldiers inside seemed to have noticed something. They climbed out of the city and wandered all over the mountains.

...

No words for a night.

In the early morning of the next day, the projection was still not solid, and those who watched the excitement changed a lot, but there were still many.

Naturally, I didn’t sleep well in the wild, but they were all practitioners, which was nothing. They gathered together and had a breakfast delivered from a nearby town.

The two hundred or so practitioners of the lowest fourth rank, led by Cheng Lin, squatted or sat in the field, and then served hot seaweed egg drop soup and steamed buns. What they ate was a casual, almost casual. It is a beautiful landscape.

Just when everyone barely finished eating in the gale, a heavy roar came from the world.

"boom……"

Everyone moved for a while and looked not far away.

This is a solid sound of projection.

Cheng Lin put down the soup bowl, got up, picked up the helmet sitting on the bench under his buttocks with his right hand, then squinted his eyes and looked at the world that became real in the bright sunrise.

It was indeed a city, an abandoned city, and that towering church building looked extremely dilapidated in the sun.

In the city, you can see countless pale skeletons, and on the plain outside the city, many more wandering blankly.

When Cheng Lin saw them, the dead also saw them.

As a result, those skeletons were stunned, the scarlet flames in their eye sockets jumped twice, and then instinctively rushed in the direction where the cultivators were.

"Assemble! Ready to explore!" Cheng Lin flipped his hand and threw the helmet to Song Jun, shouting loudly, and immediately, amidst the cheers of the citizens from afar, he pulled up the spirit sword inserted on the ground.

More than two hundred elite cultivators stood up instantly, took up their weapons, and prepared to line up.

However, at this moment, Cheng Lin's right eyelid jumped wildly for no reason!

His heart also speeded up suddenly!

He squinted his eyes, suddenly nervous, as if a thought flickered in his mind.

It's like... he might have overlooked something...

"what……"

The next moment, an exclamation from the team pulled him back from this anxiety.

He raised his head, looked forward, and saw that a skeleton brandishing a worn-out spirit soldier, had passed through the invisible boundary between "projection" and reality, and rushed straight to the front of the crowd before being caught by a The cultivator subconsciously releases the power and blasts it away.

A foul-smelling and rotting gale blew toward the face, messing up Cheng Lin's hair and the chords in his heart.

Today is indeed headwind.

Cheng Lin thought.

Then he heard the onlookers in the distance, shouting noisy and horrified:

"They! They! They rushed out!!!"

At this moment, by the hundreds of projections around the world, hundreds of practitioners from different countries and ethnicities were stunned almost simultaneously, and immediately... realized that the monster in the projection... has rushed out! ! !

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ps: Thanks to the book friend "Little Brother Leng" for a great reward! !

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