After Time Travel, I Became A World-Destroying Anomaly

At ten o'clock the next morning, Lin Zheng began his re-examination. He was led by a young nurse throughout the institute to meet all kinds of particularly awesome old men and women.

These guys randomly pulled out someone with twice the academic qualifications as Lin Zheng. They fiddled with Lin Zheng up and down, doing blood tests, urine tests, playing small games, and answering a few questions.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the physical examination was completed and everything was normal except for the weight.

There were several difficult examinations that would take two days to produce results, but basically there would be no problems. The doctor prescribed some psychotropic drugs and sleeping pills for him and then discharged him.

He walked out of the large and somewhat lonely anomaly research institute. The early spring sun hung overhead and white clouds were floating in the blue sky. In front of him was a vast parking lot, connected to fields and distant mountains. The air was filled with green grass and the unique fragrance of fields. The smell made Lin Zheng feel better.

At this moment, a black car slowly drove up to Lin Zheng. The window was rolled down. The driver was wearing a suit and sunglasses. He took out a work permit and said, "Mr. Lin Zheng, right? We are strangers." Bureau, please come with us."

His work permit said: Qinghe City Branch of the Seventh War Zone Anomaly Countermeasures Bureau.

This country called Dongzhou has three official organizations to deal with anomalous threats, the Anomaly Countermeasures Bureau, the National Academy of Sciences Anomaly Research Office, and the Light Prism Bureau, which are responsible for management, research, and special suppression respectively.

The Foreign Affairs Bureau is the only local organization. Each of the nine war zones has a war zone general bureau, and every city has a branch bureau.

But to be honest, they are more of a coordination and management organization than a law enforcement organization.

A city's ability to deal with anomalies often comes from the local garrison, civil organizations, institutions such as universities, and extraordinary people. The Bureau of Abnormalities is only responsible for coordination and dispatch.

Lin Zheng often dealt with the Foreign Affairs Bureau, so he got into the car without any scruples. Half an hour later, he was taken to a conference room in the Foreign Affairs Bureau. He pushed the door and walked in. In the spacious conference room, except for his boss, everyone yesterday The high school kid I saw in the different space at night is also there.

Bai Qingxue was scrolling through her cell phone boredly, while the high school brat was doing her homework as if she was facing an enemy. Hearing the sound of the door opening, the two people raised their heads at the same time. The three of them looked at each other, and finally Lin Zheng spoke first.

He pointed at the kid from high school and said, "Huh? Boss, are you supervising your children's homework? I didn't realize that a child as young as you is already in high school."

Bai Qingxue gave him a fierce look, but the high school brat didn't say anything. He looked at Lin Zheng indifferently and said, "Is he the one involved?"

"Yes, that's him." Bai Qingxue turned to Lin Zheng and said, "Let me introduce to you, this is one of the extraordinary people in Qinghe City, the holder of the magic sword Zaolis, Zhao Sicheng."

"Can I tell him this?" The high school brat named Zhao Sicheng said coldly. Bai Qingxue glanced at him and said, "He is my person, and he is also one of the parties involved. We can't Hidden from him."

"With your endorsement, I have no objection." Zhao Sicheng folded his hands on his chest and leaned on the back of the chair, still looking like he was hanging up.

Lin Zheng had known about this for a long time, so he was not surprised, but he looked at Zhao Sicheng's high school uniform, and after holding it in for a long time, he couldn't help but ask: "So he... is a high school student?"

"Yes, I am a sophomore in Qinghe No. 2 Middle School. Do you have any questions?" Zhao Sicheng asked.

He was really a high school student. Lin Zheng felt a little envious for a moment. This guy seemed to fit his childhood imagination too well.

The special boy selected by the magic sword belongs to a powerful mysterious organization and hides his identity on campus. He seems ordinary but actually has extremely powerful power.

The most important thing is that this guy is a bit handsome and can really seduce little girls.

"So, do you have a girlfriend in school? Or a girl you have a crush on?" Lin Zheng couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Sicheng glanced at Lin Zheng inexplicably and said, "I'm not interested in those younger women. They will only affect my study."

Lin Zheng was shocked by Zhao Sicheng's excellent ideological consciousness. He was a little in awe: "But won't investigating abnormalities affect learning?"

"Because investigation work is my only source of income. If I don't do this, what will I do for a living? How will I pay for tuition?" Zhao Sicheng raised his head and said expressionlessly.

Lin Zheng was stunned on the spot. The boy could only fight monsters for a living. Why did his youthful fantasy suddenly become overcast with a layer of realism and desolation?

After a while, he stiffly changed the subject and said, "Then what should we do next?"

"Everyone hasn't arrived yet, let's take a rest." Bai Qingxue took out the mineral water and two packs of biscuits from a box in the corner and threw them to Lin Zheng and said, "This is the dry food they usually work overtime. Let's take advantage of it now." You can eat as much as you want, and I also took two big plastic bags to pack some for later.”

Lin Zheng covered his face. He really didn't want to admit that he knew this woman. It was too embarrassing.

Then the conference room became quiet. Zhao Sicheng was still doing his homework with a sad face. Bai Qingxue on the side was scrolling through his mobile phone and humming: "Some people are in love, some people drive to watch the sea at night, and some people can't finish their math homework for more than an hour." .”

Zhao Sicheng's face turned green with anger, and the hand holding the gel pen trembled.

There was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the door. The door of the conference room was pushed open again, and Feng Moguang, director of the Qinghe City Foreign Affairs Bureau, walked in.

This is an unsmiling man in his twenties, wearing a formal suit and a light coat. His whole temperament is like a sharp knife unsheathed.

Behind him followed a middle-aged man in his forties, with rectangular eyes and a gray windbreaker. He looked like a veteran in the workplace.

Some people become officials in their twenties, and some people pay off their debts in their twenties. It's really irritating that people are more popular than others.

Feng Moguang sat down in the chair of the meeting, spread out the information in his hands, and then glanced at the three people present and said: "I already know the general situation, Sicheng, can you reproduce the battle scene? ?"

Zhao Sicheng raised his hand, and the magic circle emerged. The magic sword Zaolis slowly emerged from the floor. He held the hilt of the sword and nailed the sword vertically to the ground.

The moment the sword tip touched the ground, a strange light spread with Zhao Sicheng as the center. The walls and furniture in the room disappeared one after another, replaced by the street scene that Lin Zheng saw last night.

The ancient streets, the huge moon radiating light, Zhao Sicheng, Bai Qingxue, and the corpses suspended in the sky, the battle that took place in the different space last night was perfectly presented.

Lin Zheng didn't expect that this thing actually had a live broadcast playback function, but he didn't know if it would be charged or if he wanted VIP.

"Wang Feng, can you see anything?" Feng Moguang stared at the figure in the sky and turned to ask the middle-aged man wearing glasses next to him.

"I'll give it a try." Wang Feng took off his glasses, put his fingers on his forehead, and slowly closed his eyes.

The next moment, seven or eight randomly arranged eyes suddenly opened on his forehead, and the pupils of each eye rotated independently, which was extremely terrifying.

Lin Zheng was shocked. This looked a bit like Erlang Shen! There are so many eyes, it’s amazing.

Lin Zheng couldn't help but shudder slightly. He suddenly had a faint fear of extraordinary abilities. So far, Zhao Sicheng's extraordinary abilities seemed to be relatively normal. Bai Qingxue and Wang Feng both had an indescribable feeling. weird.