I woke up after 300 million years

The technological theocracy maintains the house of time, and the scarred consultant walks out in embarrassment.

He has almost bald hair, his pure white training clothes are stained with blood and sweat, and his handsome and mature cheeks are bruised and purple. Even if he uses the healing power of the Three Extraordinary Medicine Masters, it is still difficult to recover.

Walking from the corridor to the living room, the consultant was shocked when he saw the person on the sofa:

"Senior Mo! Yun Ni!"

"Hello, Senior Brother Gu." Yun Ni smiled and waved hello.

The Dao League holds some activities every year, such as martial arts fights, trade fairs, enlightenment meetings, etc. The younger generation are not strangers to each other. They have met and communicated several times.

Mo Qingwu was not surprised that the advisor's heart was here, and just nodded slightly in greeting.

She was not familiar with Jian Jinyan, so she naturally had no relationship with the consultant.

Yan Fan glanced sideways, continued reading the book, and joked:

"Every time you get beaten up by a dragon in vain, I seriously suspect that you have masochistic tendencies."

"Brother, I think this is the fastest way to improve." The consultant's mouth was bitter, and there was a pain all over his body. He clasped his fists with difficulty, "Senior Mo, you guys talk, I will say goodbye."

He had been fighting in the Time Room for three consecutive days and nights, which was equivalent to 30 days. He was tired, hungry and uncomfortable at the moment. He just wanted to go back and rest early. He was more disciplined. When he came to Villa No. [-], he would not go anywhere else except the Time Room in the study. place, let alone rummaging through things.

The six-member girl group is different. Except that they don't go to the second floor, the first floor is just like their own home. They can browse the refrigerator, eat whatever they want, and often run around and make fun.

Yan Fan waved with his back turned and said nothing.

After the consultant left, Yun Ni blinked and looked in the direction of the study. The girl's curiosity was very strong and she was thinking: Why did Long Baibai beat Senior Brother Gu like this?

The conversation was interrupted, Yan Fan thought for a while and said:

"There are rooms in Villa No. [-] next door. You can stay here temporarily. However, there are a group of girls around Yun Ni's age there who are usually quite noisy."

Mo Qingwu shook her head, "I have nothing in common with young girls. I want to live here."

"Don't look at me. When Sister Yue comes home in the evening, you can ask yourself." Yan Fan closed the book, a cold look appeared in his brown eyes, "I almost forgot, Sister Yue asked me to visit the secret sect."

Locking the location, Yan Fan traveled across time and space and appeared in a bar in the United States.

At this moment, it is night here, and many beautifully dressed women are wandering in the bar. If the target is selected and the price is suitable, the bidder will enter the hotel next to it.

At the bar, a hot woman was mixing drinks, shaking her body, mixing drinks and flirting.

Yan Fan walked around the bar and sat next to a man in a black windbreaker.

The mysterious man glanced at him, his withered lips opened, and his tone was unkind:

"It says on the door that Daxia people and dogs are not allowed to enter, don't you understand?"

Yan Fan remained indifferent, stretched out his hand, and a bottle of high-concentration liquor flew into his palm. He unscrewed the cap, took a sip, and threw it away in disgust.

"Spicy and bitter, you guys have terrible taste."

"Oh? Looking for trouble?" The mysterious man smiled contemptuously.

He clapped his hands, the music in the bar stopped, the colored lights went out, and hundreds of people turned around and stared at Yan Fan. Some of them showed their fangs and belonged to the vampire tribe, some had human bodies and wolf faces and belonged to the werewolf tribe, and some had tails and belonged to the subspecies. .....Two big and thick monsters closed the door, and a group of people surrounded the bar.

"What a handsome little brother, I like this one the best."

"Why do Daxia people come to this street?"

"I don't know, it doesn't matter. It has thin skin and tender meat, so it must be delicious."

Facing hundreds of monsters, Yan Fan was as calm as a pool of water. He turned his chair, glanced at it, and said:

"On weekdays, he disguises himself as a human being and dances around with demons in private. The secret sect has some tricks and is able to keep so many alien races captive."

Hearing the words "secret sect", the mysterious man's expression was obviously startled, and he emphasized his tone and temperament:

"Are you from the Dao Alliance?"

"No." Yan Fan got straight to the point, "Tell me, where are the top leaders of this generation of secret sect?"

The mysterious man sneered, "Kill!"

The bar was in chaos, with real demons dancing around, and screams, shouts, and calls for help echoed.

Three minutes later, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and the huge bar was filled with corpses and mutilated limbs.

"Ahem..." The mysterious man coughed up blood and fell in the corner of the bar. His legs were cut off and he roared hysterically, "Who are you! Why are you massacring us?"

Pulling out two tissues and wiping the blood on his hands, Yan Fan stretched out two fingers and smiled slightly:

"For the second time, where are the top leaders of the secret sect?"

"...Kill me!" The mysterious man laughed, with despair in his laughter.

"Stubborn lamb." Yan Fan controlled the opponent's blood and carved the ritual in the void, "I don't have to tell you personally. I have many ways to find the secret sect's base camp, but you told me that it is the simplest way. Since If not, then goodbye."

A wisp of flame penetrated the mysterious man's eyebrows, and the black trench coat burned, revealing his true body, which was a pure black down lamb with a pair of small horns on its head.

The ritual was completed, and the lamb's blood showed clues to the secret sect's base camp.

Yan Fan memorized the clues, silently deduced the location, kicked open the door of the bar, and before leaving, set a fire to burn this sinful place to the ground.

Under the deep sky, the streets are deserted. Low street lights guide the way forward. A man in light beige pajamas walks alone. A burst of gray fog rises. The pajamas turn into white classical robes, and the sun pattern is dazzling.

The gray mist dissipated with the wind, and Yan Fan disappeared.

On this night, the secret sect was destined to learn a painful lesson.

......

Early morning, Friday, February 2032, 2.

The sky is gray, heavy snow is falling, and the green plants in the courtyard are covered in silver.

Yan Fan was wearing a thick red cotton coat, Su Yue was wearing the same couple's cotton coat, Amo was wearing his usual magical white robe, and Mo Qingwu was wearing a long blue dress. It seemed that he couldn't feel the cold.

They were sitting on the balcony on the second floor, with a gray-haired cat and a snow-white rabbit lying on the table. Four cups of steaming coffee filled the air with the fragrance.

The courtyard was filled with laughter and laughter. The girls were chasing each other and having a great time.

"Woo... This is the snowman I finally built up. You are so disgusting!" Meng Xiaoxin, with her twin ponytails, protected the strange-shaped snowman with her body and became a snowman herself in minutes.

"Hmm~ My eyes." Lu Bao was hit by a snowball in the eye, and his vision was blurred.

The next second, the eldest lady Song Shuning sprinted and shoveled, knocking Lu Bao to the ground. The girls saw the opportunity and buried the two of them in the snow.

"It's so cold, you guys are so energetic." Yun Ni wore a three-piece warm suit, a white hat, a white scarf, and white gloves. She squatted in the corner and carefully built a cute snowman.

Unexpectedly, a round ball rolled over and destroyed the snowman. The three-tailed demon fox came out of the ball and smiled awkwardly, "Don't blame me, Tuanzi learned bad things and wrapped me up with his power and threw me away."

Xu Yao leaned against the hollow iron door, put his left hand in his pocket, smoked with his right hand, exhaled blue and white smoke, and sighed:

"When I was in college, I also liked to have snowball fights with a group of friends on the playground, and occasionally chatted up pretty school girls. Now that I am old, there is a generation gap with these young people."

"Oh? Pick up a pretty school girl!"

Blood-red eyes lit up behind Xu Yao, and a one-dollar coin bounced away. Liu Qingtong put a hand on the man's shoulder, half-smiling.

Next to him, the consultant was gloating and adding fuel to the fire:

"Xiaotong, you don't know, this guy told me last time that he and his ex-girlfriend..."

Before consultant Xin finished speaking, he was instantly pushed to the ground by Xu Yao, and a large lump of ice and snow was stuffed into his mouth.

The three girls, Luo Die, Bing Yuxin, and Ye Yan, were the wildest. They fought in the spacious courtyard, euphemistically called it a warm-up exercise before the snowball fight.

Luo Die, who has always been lazy and gentle, has been getting along with the two women for a long time, and gradually developed in the direction of the cold and aloof sister.

"Bear attack!" Tuanzi amused himself by riding barefoot on the back of a panda piled with snow.

"Meow, it's so noisy." Nuomi was half asleep and half awake, covering her ears with her cat paws.

Tian Wenwen, who was wearing an antique dress, came to the balcony with desserts and sat down gracefully. "Including today, there are only five days left until New Year's Eve. I plan to go back to Jiangcheng to spend time with my family."

New Year's Eve?

Su Yue's beautiful eyes rippled, and the figures of "parents" flashed through her mind. She picked up the tea cup and took a sip. While hiding her inner thoughts, she casually said:

"The little girls are going back to Lanhai Provincial City. Xu Yao and Liu Qingtong plan to spend their time in the hospital. The consultant said that they are going to Jianzong to see Jianxuan. Not many people will spend New Year's Eve with us this year."

"Goddess, Tutu wants to eat the emerald cabbage grown by Long Baibai with dragon blood!" Jade Rabbit said softly.

Yan Fan looked at the happy children and smiled, "They haven't been back for a long time. Although they are college students, their families must be worried."

"Your Highness, there are less than two years left." Amo reminded.

"It's okay. The influence of The End of the Past has not yet arrived, which means that He has not arrived in the Milky Way." Yan Fan said calmly.

A month ago, he was promoted from Extraordinary Five to Extraordinary Six. Dark Night's near-god level is three levels away from Extraordinary Nine. Each of these three levels requires an unimaginable amount of souls, and they also require learning and mastering. The rules of the dark night, under normal circumstances, if Extraordinary Six wants to be promoted to Extraordinary Seven, if everything goes well, it will take as short as ten years or as long as 30 years. If it does not go well, there will be no hope for life.

He has a lot of knowledge and mastery of the spiritual world. Even so, every step forward will be difficult.

In less than two years, it is undoubtedly a fantasy to be promoted to Dark Night Extraordinary Nine.

Even though he knew the possibility was close to zero, Yan Fan still tried and worked hard to protect the future.

"Huh..." He exhaled a cold breath, not wanting to discuss the end of the world in such a happy time.

Yan Fan picked up a piece of cake and tasted Tian Wenwen's craftsmanship. He looked at Mo Qingwu and asked, "He didn't contact you?"

Not to mention it was okay, but when it came to mentioning it, Mo Qingwu lay on the table in frustration, caressing the Jade Rabbit with both hands, and sighed:

"More expectation, more disappointment."

"Dad, tell me, has he forgotten me? Or is he unwilling to come to me? Even if the battle in the Valley of Gods is tense, you can take a day to come back to deal with the internal issues of the Dao Alliance, and come to me for a little coaxing. When I am happy, I can go to the Valley of Gods with him to fight against the enemy together."

"Now...it feels like there is no hope for love."

Su Yue patted Mo Qingwu on the back and patiently enlightened:

"Little girl, there are no grasses anywhere in the world, why should you fall in love with a tree alone? You are so excellent, what kind of person do you like? My godmother will introduce to you. The men in my Kingdom of the Sun are all very responsible, very family-oriented, and very fond of their wives. people."

Judging from appearance, Su Yong is three points younger than Mo Qingwu. It is really awkward to call her a little girl, but in fact, Su Yong has lived for more than 3 million years, so in terms of seniority, she is much higher than Mo Qingwu.

"Forget it, I just like Jianhe and I'm not interested in other members of the opposite sex at all." Mo Qingwu said in a lazy voice, grabbing Nuomi's tail and playing with it.

Yan Fan and Su Yue looked at each other.

You can't force things like feelings, you can only let them take their own course.

In the other courtyard, the snowball fight was in full swing.

Suddenly, a strange force covered Beijing, and Luo Die and others disappeared out of thin air. Only Meng Xiaoxin, Liu Qingtong, the three-tailed demon fox, Tuanzi, and Yun Ni stood in a circle in the snow.

"Huh?" Yun Ni realized it later, looked left and right for a long time, and scratched the back of his head, "Where are they?"

Meng Xiaoxin shook off the snow from her twin ponytails and seemed to have guessed something, "Have you started yet?"

"It should be...the question is, how come Tuanzi and I were not affected? We are also from the Honkai class of the Extraordinary Three." Liu Qingtong was quite confused.

The "mascot" Meng Xiaoxin can avoid the collapse of Fei Fei San, but the "tailor" Liu Qingtong and the "soul painter" Tuanzi do not have such professional passivity.

Mo Qingwu's gaze moved to the left, and Tian Wenwen was also missing.

"Dad Yan, what's going on?"

Yan Fan explained unhurriedly, "You don't understand. The probability of death for Extraordinary people is very high, especially in the Extraordinary Three levels. 50.00% of Extraordinaries will die, and 80.00% of Extraordinaries will go crazy. The gears of fate keep turning. The invisible force is pulling."

"A strange event awaits them."

"The new year is approaching and the collapse begins."