Made by God

A long list of data is scrolled on the holographic screen, and a few lines of bright red characters are marked in the lower right corner-Qi Ze, male, 18 years old, carbon-based, pure Chinese descent.

Pure Chinese blood? Such people are very rare in the Black Eye galaxy. After thousands of years of mixed living and reproduction, most humans have alien genes in their bloodlines. Yan Junyu himself inherited the four bloodlines, and this is already extremely pure.

From this point of view, Qi Ze's original country should have been established by Chinese people, and there were very few or no foreign races at all. Thinking about this, he turned and left the testing room, only to see Xu Qi leading two students in.

"The second time." Yan Junyu whispered as he passed by, "This is the second time Qi Ze has escaped under your nose. If I can survive, I must tell you personally-don't be small Look at anyone."

Xu Qi's eyes, which had always had no mood swings, revealed a bit of anxiety, which shows how desperate he is. An inspector raised his hand and said tremblingly, "Lieutenant General, the Marshal asks you to quickly send the Young Patriarch's mecha back to the Imperial City, and he will ask Master Mu to inspect it."

Master Mu is the only chief weapon expert in the empire who can create super-powered mechas. His son Mu Ran and Yan Junyu grew up together, and they have deep feelings and are also geniuses with spiritual power reaching the level of SSS. His grandfather, Mu Feixing, had a bigger background, and he had personally created six super mechas, two of which belonged to the Federation and the other four belonged to the Empire. Because of this, the empire has been able to overwhelm the Federation in military equipment for a long time and contend against other forces in the Black Eye Galaxy.

The mecha was sent to the Imperial Capital, and Master Mu personally inspected it. It can be seen that Xu Qi had not found any abnormalities before.

Yan Junyu thought about it carefully and made sure that he remembered it correctly. His mecha did not work a second before he was hit hard. Whether it is an accident or a murder, this question may take some time to be answered. But what if you know it? People are dead, and nothing can be undone.

No, maybe... thinking of this, he shook his head and laughed secretly that he was brainwashed by Qi Ze, and he also had some secret expectations for such an absurd thing. He repeatedly warned himself not to think too much, and prepare for the worst as soon as possible, he rushed to say "goodbye", and then went after Qi Ze.

Ouyang Ye grabbed Qi Ze and refused to let go. He had forgotten the little girlfriend before.

"What's the matter just now?" He didn't dare to speak out for fear of eavesdropping around him. He only asked vaguely, flushing with excitement on his face. The internal energy of the physical surgeon is similar to the mental power, and can be bound to the space button or enter the star network. Now, his inner energy searched the space button over and over again, and the ice coffin was always within the sensing range, and it had not disappeared for even a second.

Two times before and after, the space scanner could not detect it. If Xu Qi learns the truth. You may get angry with your nose.

Ouyang Ye was still in the rebellious period, and he was a little frightened at first, but thinking about it now, he felt very exciting and fun. He bumped Qi Ze with his shoulder, and then secretly gave a thumbs up.

As soon as he followed up, he saw this scene, Yan Junyu was neither smiling nor sighing after choking for a long time. He had to admit that Qi Ze was very powerful. His body fell into his hands, which was equivalent to completely disappearing into this world. Unless he took the initiative to take it out, no one would want to find it.

Qi Ze was still not salty and not indifferent, and whispered, "I said that there will be nothing wrong unless you are stupid. Go back to class, you are safe now."

Ouyang Ye was full of doubts, but did not dare to ask. He nodded obediently and went to the training ground.

Yan Junyu followed the boy and kept looking down at his childish face, and there were countless speculations in his heart. He wanted to know what kind of environment the boy had grown up in, what kind of education he had received, and how many hardships he had encountered. He is obviously a person with a story, otherwise he wouldn't be so calm and sophisticated at a young age to play Xu Qi and the military department round and round.

During his scrutiny, Qi Ze walked into the classroom, sat down in the corner as usual, then opened the shopping website, stuffed the fancy goods into the shopping cart one by one, and prepared to buy it when he had money.

"This must be, this must be, this seems to be very interesting, it must be..." He muttered to himself, acting swiftly, and after some screening, he showed an expression of error and stunned, "700 million credit points, how can there be so many? No, I can't even afford the cheapest nutrient solution!"

He seemed extremely annoyed, he pulled his hair with his hand, and said in frustration, "I didn't expect Qi Ze to have today!"

Yan Junyu almost laughed out of his amusement. What was calm and sophisticated, unpredictable, was all dispelled by this bleak little appearance.

"No, I have to find a way to make money, and it's to make a lot of money. The odds and ends are not good at all." Qi Ze set a small goal for himself, and then looked up at the podium. Yan Junyu also constricted a smile, and followed his gaze.

As some students are still undergoing examinations at the school gate, today this class is changed to music appreciation. When the instructor presses the position adjustment button, all the desks move slowly, and finally form a circle, vacating the middle position. A beautiful girl with a gentle temperament walked over with a weird musical instrument and bowed slightly. The impeccable demeanor and exquisite and luxurious dress show her outstanding family background and extraordinary education.

Seeing the instrument in the girl's arms, Qi Ze whispered, "Guqin?"

"Do you recognize it?" Yan Junyu was surprised. Guqin is an extremely ancient musical instrument. In the Black Eye Galaxy, let alone playing it, there are very few people who have seen it. The empire has always attached great importance to the protection of ancient cultural heritage, and anyone who has mastered the method of playing ancient musical instruments will be intensively trained.

But soon, his surprise was replaced by a sudden realization, and he nodded, "Of course you recognize. In your hometown, this ancient musical instrument should be very common? The reason why you left the empire was because you were unwilling to abandon your blood. The things passed down will naturally be well protected."

He originally thought that those who left had made the wrong choice, but after seeing Qi Ze's weird methods, this idea had been unstoppably shaken.

Several students nearby were whispering, "I was so lucky today to be able to enjoy Meng Yao's performance. I heard that she has been recommended by the principal. As long as she passes the exam, she can go to the Imperial Conservatory of Music for further study next semester. Hey, she has it. What kind of instrument is it? It looks so strange!"

"That's Guqin, something that only aristocrats can afford to learn." said a student with the same distinguished family background.

"Yes, the price of Meng Yao's piano is as high as seven million. It is an antique dug from the earth's relics. I heard that the older the piano, the better the sound, and the higher the price. Last year, the global auction house's bidding king was one The Guqin bid reached 330 million yuan.” Another well-informed student said.

There were bursts of gasps, and everyone looked at Meng Yao with a bit of envy.

Qi Ze was still somewhat distracted at first. Hearing this place suddenly raised his head and looked forward, his eyes flashed brightly. Yan Junyu couldn't help but joked, "Strange, why did I see the star coin symbol in your eyes?"

Qi Ze couldn't hear what Meng Yao performed later. He buried his head in searching for information and found that in the empire, there were three most expensive things: one was advanced mechas; the other was rare energy mines, and the third was antiques. The first two items have specific prices, but the latter ones are difficult to estimate. As long as the age is long enough and the preservation is complete enough, it is not uncommon to sell at a sky-high price.

After finally checking all the relevant information, Qi Ze let out a long sigh, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were filled with joy that could not be concealed.

If Yan Junyu was aware of it, he asked, "Why, how many antiques do you have in your hand?"

As soon as his voice fell, there was thunderous applause in the classroom. It turned out that Meng Yao had finished the performance without knowing it, and was walking down holding the guqin. The instructor praised her, and told the students to pay attention to safety in the near future, and then announced the end of the get out of class.

Qi Ze, who has never been in contact with his classmates, called Meng Yao for the first time, and asked in a low voice, "Hello Meng Yao, can I see the guqin in your hand?" He always compares the condition before reselling similar antiques.

"Sorry, my piano is never touched." Having said that, Meng Yao smiled slightly when a classmate next to him made the same request, and generously handed the piano over, deliberately humiliating Qi Ze's intentions. obvious.

"Although Ouyang Ye is very rich, if you break this violin, he may not compensate you. Seven million, are you worth the price?" the classmate watching the qin sneered.

There was a burst of snickering around, no one sympathized with Qi Ze, let alone how abhorrent it was to isolate him and insult him. They have long been used to making carbon-based people for fun. Without strong strength, there is no right to survive. This is the rule of natural elimination.

Qi Ze's cheeks flushed and his eyes were tearful, as if he had been greatly hurt. He lowered his head and ran out of the classroom, but did not go far, but stood against the root of the wall for a while.

Suddenly there was a slight "click" in the classroom, followed by a series of screams. Meng Yao snarled frantically, "Oh my God, my string broke! You broke it! How can I take the entrance exam without a piano? You killed me! You bitch!"

Then came the crash of tables and chairs on the ground and the screams of a group of people fighting together. Just now, the two people who were triumphant, sang and made peace, will become bruised and embarrassed in a few minutes. What's more terrible is that modern-made pianos have long changed their timbre due to workmanship and materials. If you fail to buy authentic guqin before the assessment, Meng Yao's musical dreams will stop here.

And now it is nearing the end of the term, and there is not much time for her to find it.

Outside the classroom, Qi Ze seemed to sniff his palm lightly, but in fact slowly absorbed the last trace of aura from Guqin, his eyes hidden in his fingers were full of malice and interest.

Yan Junyu was determined to look at him for a long time, shaking his head and exclaiming, "You are really full of bad water." Would such a person really help himself? The answer seems hard to predict.