I'm Really A Newcomer

October 13, 2009 at 11:49 pm.

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The Earthly Ministry of the Moon Palace.

"Old Li, don't you have the flu too?" Du Qin looked at Li Zhangchi's pale face worriedly.

"No." Li Zhangchi held his tight abdomen and waved his hand, "Don't, don't order from the fast food restaurant I ate at, don't order."

"Damn it, you're sick of it, right?" Du Qin scolded with a smile and picked up the briefcase on the table, "Yes, because of the flu, we have fewer manpower now, so you have to work alone at noon today."

"You, you go ahead... It's not a chore in the first place." Li Zhangchi glanced at the observation screens scattered around nonchalantly, "This data has not been significantly changed for hundreds of years, and our department is not an important place in the first place. ."

"It's better to keep an eye on it." Du Qin shook his head helplessly.

"But you are right. Those who have the ability have applied to become members of the Action Team, and the rest have no choice but to watch this big screen and retire."

Before leaving, Du Qin made a face at the surveillance probe that had to be dismantled due to replacement.

"Ah, fuck." Li Zhangchi felt that the frequency of his sphincter tremors was gradually getting out of his control, so he quickly picked up a roll of paper and rushed towards the toilet before things got worse.

…

North City of China.

The area where the industrial building is located is separated by more than a dozen interceptor trucks and a horizontal police cordon.

Amid the commotion, the crowd was evacuated by the police who arrived.

The heavily armed police were planning to sneak into the building, but what happened in the high-rise building seemed to be beyond the scope of their understanding.

The industrial building that was completed in recent years is a full 256 meters long, but the transparent glass curtain walls on each floor of the building are being destroyed by an extremely terrifying force.

The scorching sunlight projection was cruelly crushed on the cracked giant screen, and countless sharp glass fragments fell from the sky amidst the explosion.

There was no gunshot as expected when the glass curtain wall shattered. What emerged from the crack was a human hand dripping with blood.

"You just need to evacuate the crowd, this place will be taken over by the seventh bureau." The old man in suits and ties looked at the shattered industrial building worriedly after showing the solemn black ID.

"Yu Bai, what's going on inside now?" Yang Kairun asked in a low voice, pressing the black earphones hanging on the ears.

…

"Not good, deputy director." The handsome black-haired man slashed open the incoming elevator door with a sword.

"It seems that we are not the only ones, there seem to be people from the World Organization in this building." Jiang Yubai said softly.

The turbid smoke and dust were cut off inch by inch by the cold sword energy. Jiang Yubai chased the shadowy figure closely, the sound of the whistling wind filling his ears.

"Damn it." Yang Kairun spat and asked, "Is it the beast or the cherry blossom this time?"

"We don't know yet." Jiang Yubai said calmly, "They are running to the top floor. If I guess correctly... there should be no less than five grandmasters in this industrial building now."

"Be sure to pay attention to safety." Yang Kairun warned.

He rubbed his aching temples, and an uneasy premonition settled in his heart.

"Deputy Bureau, Yu Bai...will you be okay?"

The calm black-haired woman stared at the crumbling tall buildings in the distance. The bright curtain walls were blown away into cold smoke, and the dilapidated steel and concrete of the industrial building were nakedly exposed.

Song Qingwu's beautiful face was filled with worry.

"All we can do now is trust him." Yang Kairun said softly, "After all... he is the most powerful master in the world."

…

The top floor of the industrial building.

The chase scene on the 63rd floor finally came to a close.

Jiang Yubai pursed his thin lips, and the blood stains on the sword were already covered with grains of gravel.

"Let's decide here." He said softly.

"You...seem to have no way out."

Looking at the various people in front of him, Jiang Yubai's gloomy eyes seemed to be full of ghosts walking in the night.

He raised his sword, dust and blood shook.

…

Sudden.

"Yu Bai!"

Faintly, he seemed to hear his wife's shrill and sad cry.

…

The world has never been so noisy.

Jiang Yubai stiffened his body, and he seemed to feel that the whole world was shaking violently.

The anxious bells rang throughout the city.

Gradually the sound of the wind could no longer be heard, only the whimpering of the earth.

The sky was dyed with an unusual red light, and Jiang Yubai's eyes reflected the scarlet color of the world.

The sky flickers like the nirvana spark of a buried god.

The industrial building that was already struggling to support collapsed in an instant.

Jiang Yubai suddenly stepped into the air, and in an instant he fell into the endless abyss with countless collapsed boulders.

Amidst the rumble of the ground, blood dripped from Jiang Yubai's ears.

…

His dark eyes gradually became clear and gentle.

"..." Jiang Yubai's lips moved.

The silent words were apologetic.

Beicheng was overwhelmed by the stormy waves of the world.

…

Fourteen years later.

Moon Palace.

Sun Chuanmo, the Minister of Earthly Affairs, presented the S-class file signed Jiang Mian to Xu Qingtian's desk.

Xu Qingtian looked at the shocking red letters on the file and remained silent.

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Father: Jiang Yubai (dead)

Mother: Song Qingwu (died)

…

The air was filled with dead silence.

a long time.

Xu Qingtian raised his head and sighed: "Mr. Sun, let's stop here."

"It can't be checked any further." Sun Chuanmo shook his head.

"Although the Earthly Ministry has a cooperative relationship with the Seventh Bureau, as long as it does not interfere with the world's will... no matter whether the major general's parents are from Jiuchuan or not... the truth has been wiped out with this earthquake."

"But the Major General doesn't seem to know about this matter yet. The meaning of the seventh game is to bury the truth of the matter forever." Sun Chuanmo said softly.

"Is this really good for him..."

Xu Qingtian rubbed his condensed brow somewhat sadly.

Even if Xu Qingtian can reach the top of the ups and downs of officialdom, he is still a little helpless about this matter.

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Sinilangu Forest.

After his appearance changed, Jiang Mian finally found the wooden house shown on the map with the help of the map and the light of fire beside the muddy road.

The charcoal fire in front of the wooden house has not been completely extinguished, and the air is filled with a strong smell of barbecue.

He knocked lightly on the door, and bright candlelight leaked from the cracks in the wooden door.

"Please come in!" A clear and bright female voice came from inside the wooden house.

Jiang Mian opened the door, and the aroma of charcoal, meat, and sauce hit his face.

A large family was happily eating a piece of roasted and crispy bison meat around the table.