I, the only superpower on earth

16:40 in the afternoon.

The train runs smoothly on the high-speed railway, the windows are closed, and the air-conditioning wind penetrates into every corner of the ceiling of the train compartment through the central control system.

In the compartment at the rear of the car, each seat has been carefully adjusted. This is a special train. The gap between the seats is much larger than that of ordinary business seats. The seats are also transformed from leather sofas. The degree of lying on the upper side to sleep.

There are only five rows of seats like this in the entire carriage, and there are no more than ten people including the service staff.

And Yang Luo, sitting on the front seat of the car, seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, with an expression on his face that was neither happy nor sad.

At this time, the train has already moved away from the departure station, and has even arrived at the next station. But there was still no figure he wanted to see. It seemed that there was no way to succeed today.

Yang Luo felt a little disappointed, but it was only faint, not to mention how deep.

——The future is long, don't rush for a while, there will be opportunities in the future.

However, at this time, the wind outside the train was buzzing, and the sound of the blue wind whistling outside the train was keenly captured in his ears, but some messy thoughts flickered in Yang Luo's mind inexplicably.

In the darkness with closed eyes, many faces and past events vaguely emerged.

When I was a child, I had to help my parents with farm work every night when I went home, boil water and chop firewood, cook and feed the pigs. My parents were only in their thirties at the time. If they were from the city, they might not have any wrinkles on their faces, but Their hair, which was full of oily smell, was mixed with some white.

When I was a teenager in the countryside, because of the "five-five diversion", most of the children in the city were able to go directly to high school. As a result, the vast majority of students in junior high schools in villages and towns could only go to vocational high schools or go directly to factories. At that time, because of his diligence and talent, Yang Luo was the only child who was admitted to high school among dozens of students in the small junior high school in the village. In the midsummer when he made the list in his memory, his body was full of excitement and sweat. When I was too far away, I saw the flushed face of the second girl in the same grade. Her family was even poorer than Yang Luo's family... I remember that I haven't seen her since then, but I heard that she seemed like Married at a young age.

After being admitted to high school, I studied as hard as grabbing a life-saving straw, and worked hard in the sea of ​​questions. In the end, he successfully changed from the bottom fifty when he just entered the county high school to the top ten positive three years later. From the indifference of the teacher, the fringe person who wrinkled his nose and sneered at "You stink" by the classmates, became the object of the teachers' soft-spoken and friendly conversation, and the focus of the students' more and more respect, even on the eve of the college entrance examination. Someone sent him a love letter—although Yang Luo secretly threw it into the trash can without even reading it.

After the college entrance examination, he went to university again, and finally entered Shengyi, and his money gradually became rich from embarrassment. For the first time in his life, Yang Luo knew that he could make so much money, and he believed more and more that he could create a beautiful world with his own hands. In the future...although he finally fell to the bottom, he got the greatest opportunity in his life, so he stood up again and grew to this point.

Yang Luo thought quietly.

Faces emerged in my mind—the parents’, the girl’s, the high school teacher’s and classmates’, the friends I just made friends with after work, Wang Ruo’s, Huang Cheng’s, Wang Changming’s...

"...Why did I suddenly think of these things on a whim?"

Yang Luo asked herself like this.

"Is it because of the weakness in my heart that I miss the past?"

He closed his eyes.

However, a determined smile immediately appeared on his face.

"No, not really."

In the darkness, figures appeared in front of his eyes, they were the figures of him in the past.

——He was frightened when he was young, he was single-minded when he was in school, and he was diligent after work.

And now, he who holds great power in his hand.

In an instant, his figure in all the past situations disappeared, leaving only himself now.

Then, Yang Luo completely understood.

"The reason why I think about the past... is not because I miss the past. It's because, I have overcome the past.

"The me now—has cut off the weak and feeble self I used to be... I have completely surpassed my original self.

"The current me is so powerful, except for the distant gods, no one on earth can block my way forward.

"...And in the future, I will continue to walk. Until I reach a position that no one can touch, or even look up to. This is my future, infinitely bright."

Yang Luo finally settled down.

Then, he opened his eyes.

But seeing Xu Jingyuan standing in front of the train car, answering a certain phone call, for some reason, his brows became more and more tightly frowned.

Just letting go of his perception for a while, Yang Luo heard the content of the phone call Xu Jingyuan was answering, and understood why he was so flustered.

In a short time, Xu Jingyuan finished answering the call, immediately put down the phone, picked up the walkie-talkie, and issued an order to the driver and the console of the train:

"...Stop the train now, get off the train and disperse onto the train, and mobilize the nearby troops—"

But before he finished his instructions, Yang Luo had already stood up, stretched himself, and came to him:

"Which station are you at now?"

Xu Jingyuan looked at him:

"... Broken Dragon Mountain Station."

Yang Luo sneered, turned his head, and looked out the window:

"No wonder, there are bottomless cliffs below this station, which is full of miasma, and there is no human habitation, no wonder he chose this place."

Xu Jingyuan's pupils suddenly dilated.

"Mr. Yang, you mean..."

"I mean, you don't have to bother to get out of the car to disperse and regroup, because he's already here."

And it was at the moment when Yang Luo said this sentence.

"boom!"

Cracks like spider webs suddenly appeared on the glass window of the train that was traveling at high speed, and then burst open piece by piece!

Then—in the entire carriage, a black shadow swept over like a storm, and then whizzed away in an instant—the next moment, both Yang Luo and the black shadow came from the window on the other side. After colliding with each other, when the shards of the side door of the carriage and the shards of glass shot out, the two of them leaped down from the elevated mountain, intertwining their figures, and jumped into the vast mist under the Broken Dragon Cliff in an instant!

The train stopped abruptly, causing sparks to appear on the rails!

And at this moment, both Xu Jingyuan and other staff members rushed to the side of the distorted and broken carriage door in an instant, looked down dumbfounded, looked at the vast miasma below, and looked at each other, revealing look of disbelief

...You know, falling from this elevated bridge is a ravine hundreds of meters deep!