My wife is a passerby villain

In a room without lights, there is a simple table.

There were originally two chairs, but now they are cut into pieces by an extremely smooth surface.

The tiles on the floor are full of corroded pits, and some places are even steaming due to the high temperature.

The energy-saving lamps used for lighting also melted into filaments hanging in the air.

Qin Shimao was leaning against the corner, half-kneeling on the ground, his arms trembling uncontrollably, his sweaty face dripping with blood, and he kept breathing heavily.

The man wearing a linen brown windbreaker sat on the table, holding in one hand a blood-red flower with a slowly blooming center and gradually fading edges.

"I am not the representative of the Shen family of the Twelve Leaders of the Central Plains."

"I am Shen."

"In the future, you will understand the weight of what I represent and consider my proposal whether to follow me."

"What do you think of me?" Qin Shimao lowered his head and said, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The injury was not serious. After all, strictly speaking, the other party did not take action at all.

"There's nothing to see, there's something to be made of, but there are too many things to be made of. I'm personally more interested in you." The man who called himself Shen put the flower in his hand on the table and left him.

When the palm of the hand was touched, it withered instantly and turned into a pile of paper scraps.

"Give this flower back to you."

Qin Shimao rubbed his chest, and at the same time took off the sports bracelet that was emitting electric sparks from his wrist, threw it aside, and coughed: "Give me more time, I will definitely achieve an A rating..."

"We know you're just a human being."

Qin Shimao froze for a moment, and after a moment he gritted his teeth and said: "I am weak, but not..."

"Do you still want to continue to prove it?" Shen adjusted his sleeves, took out a copy from a pile of printouts neatly arranged on the table, and said, "Your surveillance record on the 17th of last month was related to the awakening of the optical class.

In cooperation with others, he used magic techniques to lift a lead ball, thus pretending to be a high-level power of telekinesis."

Shen tapped the table with his fingers and said: "It's a good idea, but you have to know that the rope will gradually wear out, the shot put will rub against the air, and human muscles will fatigue... But telekinesis does not cover these sciences.

Common sense.”

"Okay, I don't have a lot of time, what about your decision?"

"My decision..." Qin Shimao held up his arms and stood up. After being silent for a long time, he said irritably: "We have obviously prepared so many things, such as Hibiscus flowers, time difference clocks, speed bracelets, invisible fibers, weak senses, and light gravity.

, magic erosion, thermal energy control...each of them is an ability no lower than B level, but I met a monster like you."

Shen sighed and said, "You won't get far with this little cleverness."

"Are you clever?" Qin Shimao laughed to himself: "Our best efforts are just a little clever in your eyes?"

"That's right, but we only have these little smarts...We who can barely even get F-level talent, in the coming new world, can only sign up for a group to keep warm." Qin Shimao said in a reluctant tone: "And I am just a pure ordinary person

People, but they still chose to trust me... In the end, all my efforts are just cleverness in the eyes of others."

"Let me be more direct." Shen picked up the top sheet of the special edition agreement on the table, raised it in his hand and said, "This is the highest-standard special talent training plan in the country. It is only thirty-four

A provincial-level administrative region's Special Court is eligible to submit it to the General Affairs Council for review. Currently, there are only thirteen that have passed the review, and the one I have in my hand is one of them."

"I'm asking you one last time, do you want to sign or not?"

Qin Shimao stared at the agreement, not believing it, and asked hesitantly: "Can my friends also sign it?"

"They have a regular training plan, but I propose to the superiors that you be the leader and become their teacher... If it is approved, I hope you can understand what this means."

"There are one hundred and twenty-seven people in my group," Qin Shimao confirmed again: "Can they all sign?"

"They are bound to sign. Anyone with spiritual fitness is a talent that the country urgently needs. Think about yourself."

Qin Shimao coughed twice, walked forward slowly, and said incomprehensibly: "Then why did you sign such a high-standard contract for me... I'm just an ordinary person."

"Just because you are an ordinary person... Forget it, I can't say too much, you will know it yourself in the future." Shen knocked on the table and urged: "Have you decided?"

"Sign." Qin Shimao took a deep breath, picked up the pen, then stopped, turned his head and looked at Shen next to him: "I have a friend who is an ordinary person like me..."

"Impossible." Shen interrupted directly.

"He just didn't have time to join the group, and I took the initiative to win him over..." Qin Shimao put the pen next to the agreement and said: "If I abandon him, how can I have the nerve to sign this."

"Are you serious?" Shen stared into the eyes of the boy who had just turned eighteen years old in front of him. This time he was really angry: "I don't have time to educate children. Think carefully before speaking."

"If I had known that it wouldn't work, I probably wouldn't have said it and treated him as if he didn't exist." Qin Shimao took a step back silently: "But I have mentioned him now."

…

After finishing two geography papers, Yin Hang suddenly wanted to try again and force his way into the lecture hall.

The college entrance examination is obviously more disappointing.

At first, he thought that if he took the college entrance examination route and studied all the way to the college entrance examination, he would be able to pass geography.

But now, he felt that even twenty points depended on the multiple-choice question.

After all, geography is a subject that has been learned on TV since kindergarten.

At that time, I had not yet traveled through time.

Yin Hang could only memorize common sense to others.

After memorizing it, the common sense of the two worlds began to fight in Yin Hang's mind every day.

When it comes to the world's highest peak, the one that pops into Yin Hang's mind must be Mount Everest.

The answer turned out to be K2, which he had never even heard of.

If you want to say that they are all different, it would be fine if you can exclude one wrong answer from the multiple-choice questions.

But some common sense remains the same.

Absolutely amazing!

What made him even more speechless was that there were only thirty-two days left before the college entrance examination.

What is enough time for?

Let alone learning new things, consolidating old knowledge points is not enough.

Just when he was extremely melancholy and considering whether to find a dump truck to knock out a system for himself, the get out of class bell finally rang.

It’s time to have lunch!

Yin Hang had some drinks last night. After returning home, he couldn't eat anything because of the forum and An Tong's affairs. Not to mention, he was late in the morning and ran around the world all morning. As a result, he was starving now.

So on the way to the canteen, Yin Hang thought he was hungry when he saw a figure suddenly coming out of nowhere.

Because the other party should have already...

"Hey, did you miss me?"