How Am I Still Alive?

"How do I feel about my outfit? Does it fit me? Is the color a little too solemn?"

This was the third time today that Wang Xier tugged at the hem of her dress. As a royal family member, she was a little unaccustomed to today's dress. If the thin black cheongsam could be considered a dress.

"It's beautiful, really."

General Long, Ms. Jiang Hei, also comforted her increasingly anxious students.

At this time, the environment the two of them were in was in front of the third tower of the Changping Special Administration Bureau, where the cold wind was blowing.

As the explorer system becomes more standardized and frequent, big cities basically have dedicated landing and landing areas. To put it bluntly, airports and customs.

Nowadays, in the pick-up area at the door, there are a group of faces who often appear on TV.

Mayor Li Xingwu of the ancient city, Governor Ruan Si of Changping Prefecture, and Mayor Sun Xuyi of Changping City. It is really rare for the administrative staff of all major departments to come together like this.

From time to time, passengers and family members who were picking up the plane looked here, and they all speculated that it was the big shots from the capital that made leaders from all parties come in such a large number.

And mixed in the crowd, standing on the periphery, Wang Xi'er, a foreigner, felt a little uncomfortable.

In fact, when she received the notice, it was as if she was still dreaming

"Lu Ping'an is back? He also brought back a group of rule-level combatants from the ancient city?!"

Didn't he just go out for a few months? In the end what happened?

The probability of "time acceleration" is too low, and a busy person like Wang Xi'er who works overtime to the point of death does not have the time, energy, or ability to collect intelligence from foreign lands.

Gucheng officials had already found out some information and reasons but obviously did not share it with her.

She was really confused by the unexpected incident, and she was dragged here inexplicably all morning.

Rule level? Two digits? Just kidding.

She was the last to get the news, so she hurriedly put on makeup, found a dress and came over.

Because the incident was so sudden and seemingly special, even Ms. Jiang Hei, the "treasure of the town", was urgently transferred to accompany her.

"Perhaps, there is something wrong with the communication there. Maybe there is a rules level."

Even General Long Jiang Hei could not understand at all what part of the information about the wholesale of "nuclear weapons" went wrong.

"coming."

As special matters were handled, the customs did not make the people outside wait long. When the explorers from the outside world came out from the gate of the tower, no one doubted them anymore.

"One, two, five, nine"

Among the senses of high-level professionals, the rule level has a very special "temperament". They can determine the "rules" on their own and have the privilege of not being modified by the world. When they stand there, they always feel "isolated from the world". "A subtle illusion.

When the rumors really turned into reality and the rule levels emerged one after another, even the governor was a little confused.

"Xue En, Hua Xueyi."

Wang Xier, who had the closest contact with them, covered her mouth with disbelief on her face.

Although their appearance has changed, their familiar faces and temperaments are obviously still members of the youth league.

".Did I make a mistake?"

Even Jiang Hei, who is at the regular level, can't understand it. She has also been in contact with Lu Ping'an and his party. In her past watch list, Xia Qin has always been mentioned at a glance, especially Hua Xueyi and Xue En. A somewhat familiar level.

Why are these people already at the rules level after just one trip?

"safe trip"

At this moment, General Long once again focused his attention on that young man, that incredible existence.

Many people in the upper echelons of the ancient city knew that Lu Pingan's true ability was to "accelerate the growth of professionals." But no one expected that he could reach this point so quickly.

"Traces of Time"

Jiang Hei had a vague guess, but the next moment, she shook her head.

Even if the factors of time and accumulation are resolved, how did a woman like Hua Xueyi, who had no "possibility" of entering the rules level from the beginning, get to this point?

It's completely incomprehensible. I'm afraid the more you know about the existence of difficulty at the rule level, the more you can't understand the scene in front of you.

However, what is even more incomprehensible is still...

"This is a safe road."

Among a group of rule-level companions, this one is not rule-level, but more eye-catching.

Of course, it's also because this guy doesn't follow the beaten path.

The boy who has reversed his growth seems to be a few years younger. It is really not nonsense to be ridiculed as a junior high school student before. However, anyone who sees him will not think that he is a mortal.

He was floating in mid-air, and even if he tried hard to "land", he still had the characteristic of being rejected by gravity.

Countless tentacles of light spread out behind it, and crackling white lightning flashed back and forth around it.

The young man was floating in the "lightning", and his open white eyes seemed to be looking at another world. His temperament was like nothingness, but also like an ordinary mortal.

Jiang Hei could tell with just one glance.

"The quasi-rules are the quasi-rules of pressure."

At the same time, in the ears and headphones of the big bosses from all parties, there are professionals who are speeding up to describe the current situation and confirm that the intelligence is true. Don’t blame them for not trusting Lu Ping An. It is because the content of the intelligence is too nonsense. What two-digit rule? level, what kind of ancient city-based super combat power group with Lu Ping'an as the core.

"...It's all true?!"

Mayor Li of the ancient city was also shocked, even though he had obtained almost all the literal and superficial information, knew the so-called "ten years", and knew that Lu Ping'an's characteristic is "accelerated growth (his information has not been changed!)". But I can’t understand how one team can achieve so many rule levels!

"This, this is great."

Countless thoughts flashed through his head, but his feet and head were faster. Mayor Li Xingwu walked over with excitement on his face.

Looking at the young man in front of him who looked like a demon or a god, he seemed to only see the hope of the rise of the ancient city.

But at this moment, the young man took a step back and gave way to the person behind him.

It seems that that person is more important? More worthy of being the guest of honor at the airport pick-up?

"This is the General Marshal of the Mercury 42 Salvation Army. This time, as the person in charge, she came specifically to discuss important matters with our country."

It was a beautiful female long-handed clan with one eye. Wherever her single eye flashed, an inexplicable pressure flashed past.

"Eighth level."

Simple words, but the most straightforward statement of identity.

As for what is The Salvation Army? No one seems to care

"The Salvation Army is the official military force in name only on Mercury 42. She can be regarded as the leader and military commander of the planet."

When someone quickly added, everyone was in awe.

This is no longer an ordinary "private incident". It is obviously an important diplomatic event, and a world leader has come directly.

But this "leader" suddenly smiled and spoke in standard and fluent Dongguo dialect, with some straightforward pronunciation and word usage habits of the ancient city.

"Good morning, friends, I am Lulu, and I am also a Dongguoguoren, an ancient city native in name. After all, the person who saved me and named me after all was also a master from the Dongguo Ancient City. He is also half a father, right? Isn't it? Is my master safe?"

When the female marshal cast her eyes on her "master", the young man who was still floating, I don't know how many big shots kept repeating "fuck" in their minds.

"What on earth did he do?!"