I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

Sun Changxun first searched the memory in his mind and found nothing about the letter.

Suddenly alert, he quietly opened the drawer, found the black pistol inside, pushed the magazine in, and pulled out the safety.

Officials who have reached a certain level can now carry guns, but they are not allowed to hide guns in public and must be revealed.

With the gun in hand, although his proficiency is not high, Sun Changxun still has a little bit of confidence.

He first checked whether the window was locked from the inside as usual, and then found no traces on the side of the door, in the corner, under the bed, or in the cabinets of this single apartment.

Sun Changxun then reopened the insurance, put the gun on the table, and pulled out the waterproof plastic gloves used for washing pants from the bathroom.

He took a few pictures before carefully picking up the edge of the letter and looking through the window to see what was inside.

There are no anomalous objects.

Sun Changxun's heart dropped a little, and he looked at the details carefully.

The envelope is generally unremarkable in appearance, except for a line of Chinese characters written in smooth black ink: "Mr. Sun Changxun personally opened. 35

Not to mention that the grandfather of the Sun family came from the Yan Kingdom, Sun Changxun could read and write Chinese characters since he was a child.

Lightly open the envelope, one side of the folded yellowed paper is exposed.

The doors and windows are closed and there is no sign of opening, and the room is exactly the same as when I left this morning, but a letter that does not exist in my memory is actually placed on the desk, which is not right.

Sun Changxun couldn't tell exactly what his mood was, but this strange situation undoubtedly aroused human's natural desire to explore.

What's more, since this matter 590 has already appeared, it is best to find out what is going on, and it is useless to pretend to be deaf.

He opened the yellowed letter with a calm brow, and the first thing that caught his eye made his heart almost stop beating.

A delicate red logo on the inner circle of the outer shield is branded in the center of the top, followed by a clearly handwritten Chinese character:

"Dear Mr. Sun Changxun:

"Hello!"

"In this catastrophe affecting all mankind, your heroic actions at a time of crisis fully meet the pre-selection criteria for members of the Holy Shield organization."

"Therefore, we sincerely invite you to participate in the great cause of protecting all mankind.""

"If your philosophy is in line with ours, and you are willing to dedicate your life to the safety of all mankind, please go to the 'Jiajia's Tailor Shop' in Sangmun-dong, Dobong District, Seoul on December 31, 2021

"The Aegis College awaits your arrival.""

"—Vice principal, Zhang Mo."

“Note: Attempting to tell others about this will be considered self-abandonment and the associated memory will disappear.35

Sun Changxun's breath became shorter and shorter, although he could clearly read every word, he still used trembling hands to pull the letter in front of him.

His mind was completely messed up, and his head was about to burst with heat, as if it would explode on the spot soon.

The content of this letter made Sun Changxun fall into a dream.

He fell back a step, his legs were blocked by the feet of the stool, and he sat down on the chair.

After a long pause, he stood up abruptly, glanced left and right, dumbfounded and didn't know what to do.

(ccdf) After standing like a statue for a long time, Sun Changxun's head filled with magma finally regained a few traces of calm.

Like a treasure, he folded the letter as it was, then put it back in the envelope, and then hid it in a drawer, then sat on the stool and looked out the window at the busy ruins of the city.

Z!

This is the Holy Shield invitation!

The air coming out of Sun Changxun's nostrils was very hot, as if an ordinary person was walking on the road and suddenly picked up a ten billion bearer bond.

The world does not even understand the specific structure of the Holy Shield, let alone its mechanism for absorbing new blood.

And now, the secret is in a drawer.

Those ancient transcendents had a certain way of observing the world, and selected candidates who met the criteria, and then issued invitations.

And the invitees are going to a place called Divine Shield Academy, and you can know what its function is by hearing the name.

Sun Changxun of course also doubted whether it really came from the Holy Shield, but after careful consideration, he felt that the possibility of forgery was very low.

First of all, he did serve in the official government of South Korea, but he was not a big man, just a middle and high level, and he did not need to spend so much trouble in conspiracy.

Second, even if the person who set up the game really lost his mind and had to control him as a secret chess game, it was impossible to shake the official center.

After all, the cultivators of the Nam Koryo life species who returned from training in the Yan Kingdom did not specialize in eating dry rice.

So, the risk is worth taking.

No one with aspirations in the world can refuse such an opportunity, and Sun Changxun is undoubtedly one of the best.

This can be seen from the fact that he was able to sacrifice himself to save people.

I have to say that the education of the Sun family is really successful. The two brothers and sisters Sun Changxun and Sun Huizhen are both rare talents in terms of moral character and personal ability.

"There is still work tomorrow, but there is no strict time limit in this letter, I can arrange the medical supplies properly first, and then go to the place mentioned in the letter.

Sun Changxun secretly made up his mind.

Soon, he thought of another thing: "I don't know if other people have encountered the same thing."

"If it is speculated according to the conventional method, since it has the name of the school, it should be a group of people entering the school, and I must not be the only one who received the invitation letter."

Sun Changxun took out the terminal and opened the Extraordinary Forum again.

During the login process, he remembered the remarks on the invitation letter, and his index finger stuck in the air for a moment, but he still finished entering it.

After browsing the latest post several times, the battery was only 20%, and he couldn't find any relevant content.

Only then did Sun Changxun put down the terminal and lay on the bed.

That night, he was completely sleepy after being extremely sleepy.

"That's it, thank you.

Sun Changxun pushed the iron door of the truck and greeted the soldiers inside.

After he dealt with today's work properly, he asked for leave from his superiors, and then he came here on a truck delivering medical supplies.

"Anyway, it's on the way, it's fine. 99

The latter smiled at him, then released the clutch pedal and drove to the north to gather and continue to transport supplies to the people in the city.

Watching him leave, Sun Changxun turned around and saw a metal sign sticking to the half wall of the street—

Two doors and one hole, 306-9.

He looked around again, and most of the houses here were low and old, some of which were small red brick buildings, which were typical old towns in Seoul.

And because this place is not at the forefront of the conflict, most of the buildings survived, basically retaining their original appearance.

Originally, there were not many residents here, but only because of the filming of the national TV series "Reply 1988" in South Korea, foreign tourists came here occasionally.

Today, many people are officially housed here because the buildings are intact, and the streets are bustling.

At first glance, it seems as if time travels back in time, back to the 1980s.

Touching the invitation letter in the lined chest pocket, Sun Changxun could only ask passers-by where "Zhi Ya's tailor shop" was located because he could not find the location on the map.

The first few people were all temporarily resettled people, and they didn't know where it was.

Later, when I asked a young local resident, I learned that it was a small old shop.

According to the young man, when his mother was a child, he had already changed zippers and trousers somewhere, and the tailor shop was at least forty-five years old.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, after saying goodbye to this person, Sun Changxun walked along the position he said.

After about ten minutes of walking, an alley that can only accommodate people walking appeared in front of me.

He walked to the house at the corner and saw a sign hanging on the outer wall, and the writing had been covered by dust.

"The place indicated by the invitation letter of the Human Guardian Organization is an old tailor shop that has been open for forty or fifty years..."

Looking at the bricks and signs full of years, Sun Changxun had an indescribable emotion in his heart:

"These kinds of combinations, if the Holy Shield is like its discipline, it has been ordinary hiding in the market, only to sacrifice itself when the catastrophe comes."

The old alley shops were very narrow, and this tailor shop is no different.

Sun Changxun took a deep breath and pushed open the half-closed door.

In the sound of "squeak" in his mind, he saw that the narrow store was full of clothes and trousers, completely covering both sides, leaving a passageway in the middle that only one person could walk through.

Tranquil, claustrophobic.

"Excuse me... is anyone there?" Sun Changxun asked.

After waiting for a long time, there was no sound inside. Just when he thought that there was no one among them, an old voice suddenly came out:

"What do you want to make up for?"

In a hurry, he hurriedly said: "I can mend my pants, can I do it?

"Come inside, young man." The old voice responded.

Looking at the ordinary alley outside, Sun Changxun turned his head and walked step by step along the narrow passage. Although the shop was narrow, it was very long.

Finally, there are no more clothes hanging on both sides in front, and the environment is much more open.

An old lady wearing reading glasses and turning on energy-saving lamps, sitting behind a desktop sewing machine, with a gentle face:

"There are not many young people who are willing to come to the tailor's shop to mend their trousers. Let me see what it looks like?"

Sun Changxun looked around for a while, and tentatively took out the letter in the lined pocket, held it in his hand, and said:

"Old man, I am here for this letter. 35

When the words finished, he found that the old lady's eyes suddenly changed.