The rookie at Super Seminary wants to retire every day

In the coffee shop, Chen Yan was holding a glass of ice water with a smile on his face. He pulled Ge Xiaolun aside and asked him questions, acting like a warm and hospitable guest. If Qiangwei hadn't seen the previous scene, she would have thought so.

However, the man was in such a good mood only because of the glass of ice water in his hand.

Thinking of Chen Heng and Yan's argument just now, Qiangwei felt a headache. She didn't know how fragile Chen Heng's body was. Even drinking a glass of ice water in the hot summer had to be reviewed.

In fact, Yan didn't understand either, but Ruoning told her that she must keep a close eye on Chen Heng's diet and not let him eat as much as he wants, otherwise there will definitely be problems. For this reason, she has to control him even if Chen Heng is unhappy.

Chen Yan's eyes were filled with tears: Yan, have you forgotten our friendship over the years?

Yan had a blank expression: I haven't forgotten, but I still know which is more important, coaxing you or being put in solitary confinement.

If you fail to take good care of Chen Heng, not only will the Prophet's Guards be angry, but even Queen Kesha will not turn a blind eye. Don't go on a business trip, or you will be punished and put in confinement when you come back.

Chen Heng couldn't persuade Yan, so he had to compromise and ask for a glass of ice water every day. After getting Ruoning's consent, Yan accepted Chen Heng's proposal.

Ge Xiaolun looked curiously at the man and woman opposite him. They claimed to be from a special national organization and came to invite him to join a place called Super Seminary.

"What benefits will there be in letting me join?" Ge Xiaolun asked curiously, glancing at Rose who was looking down at the side.

"You can get the same treatment as you would get if you were conscripted into the army."

"Other than that?"

"If you can achieve military merit, you will become a national hero."

Ge Xiaolun:?

When Qiangwei heard this, she sighed helplessly. It would be better if she could say it. Human trafficking is not dealt with so perfunctorily.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in national heroes. Please don't make this trip for me."

Ge Xiaolun had no intention of joining the army, otherwise he would not have lived a peaceful life in college.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yan tilted his head in confusion: "If I remember correctly, according to Chinese law, all male citizens who have reached the age of 18 must fulfill their military service registration obligations in accordance with the law. You can't be an exception. In the near future, China will surely welcome the baptism of war again. Do you think you can be a deserter?"

"There is a military service registration thing, but that doesn't mean I have to go."

"I can't do anything about it. Now that the country has chosen you, you have no choice but to go."

"Why? There are so many people in China, and I am the only one missing?"

Shen Yan nodded: "Indeed, I also think you are not a big deal, but there is no way, a fool chose you, otherwise I don't want to disturb your peaceful life."

Ge Xiaolun was a little anxious. He had never thought about joining the army. Why should he join the army just because he was chosen?

"What happens if you don't go?"

"Before the war breaks out, psychological counseling should be the main focus. Once the war breaks out, you must go to the battlefield with us."

"No, why should I do that? I didn't ask anyone to choose me. I won't do it!"

Chen Yan nodded again: "I understand. If it were me, I would also feel angry and feel that my life is dominated by others. But as the saying goes, each generation has its own mission. When our ancestors fought against the Japanese, who was willing to experience war?"

"Looking back at the thousands of years of Chinese history, wars have never ceased, and peace needs blood to be defended. The Chinese people have never retreated, and our generation naturally cannot do so either. Of course, these are a bit too ambitious. I will only say one thing in the end. It's up to you to make your choice after I finish speaking. We are not responsible for the subsequent handling."

"I can assure you that in half a year the flames of war will spread all over China, and no one will be spared. If you fight, we can work together to control the flames of war on the front lines, and our families can be protected to the greatest extent."

"If you don't fight, if we can't control the enemy's invasion, oh, Xiaolun, you are a liberal arts student, I think you should know better than me what the defeated country may experience."

Hearing this, Ge Xiaolun's angry expression froze. He paused and looked at Chen Yan in disbelief: "Are you telling the truth?"

"Whether it's true or not, you can use time to prove it. Anyway, the least valuable thing in war is the lives of civilians."

"Well, if I go, can my family be protected?"

"Xiaolun, this matter is not absolute, it is a question of probability. If you go up and fight, we will work together to stabilize the situation, then thousands of families including your family can continue to live a stable life in the rear. If you don't go, once the situation is unstable, it will be a problem whether China can be preserved, not to mention your family."

"Imagine that one day your family members were captured alive and about to be beheaded, and you were standing not far away with nothing to do except screaming at the top of your lungs. Would you then resent yourself for being so worried now?"

Qiangwei sat aside, her eyes wandering: Is this true or false? Chen Yan is a prophet, will it really be like this in the future?

The Prophet's Guards, who were sitting not far away, were eating fruit plates and watching the fun: Wow, the boss is starting to fool people again.

Ge Xiaolun clenched his fist silently: "So I want to take a gamble, right?"

"The whole world is a giant chessboard. People can be divided into three types: chess players, chess pieces, and chess chips. No one can escape. But now the fate of the world is uncertain. Are you willing to let that external enemy control your life like this?"

Ge Xiaolun looked at Chen Yan, gazing into those clear eyes, and he seemed to have gained indescribable courage and determination.

He didn't want to go to the battlefield, he was afraid of death, but if the reality was really as the other party said, then he had no choice, even if it was just for his family, he would fight to the death.

"I agree to join the Super Seminary."

The Prophet's Guards were not surprised to hear the child's answer. The unknown and huge cost has always been something that easily causes anxiety, not to mention that Chen Heng will subtly interfere with other people's spirit and judgment.

Ge Xiaolun was just a kid in his twenties, so it was completely expected that he could not get out of Chen Heng's Five Finger Mountain.

Even a young god needs time to grow, not to mention that Ge Xiaolun is not a god yet.

Yan looked at the comfortable Ruoning and suddenly said, "Do you agree with what Chen Yan said?"

"What do you mean?"

"Chess players, pieces and chips."

"Isn't it?"

Ruoning looked at Yan nonchalantly. Aren't they, the warriors, also in the middle of it? Unless they stay away from the world, who can escape the entanglement of interests?

"So what do you think you are?"

"Not necessarily. It depends on the situation. Looking up, you and I will always be chess pieces. Looking down, we may become chess players."

up:

Taking the Angel Civilization as the board, except for Queen Kesha and Chen Heng who are chess players and both sides jointly plan the development route of the Angel Civilization, everyone else is a chess piece and a bargaining chip.

Taking the known universe as the board, in most cases, Queen Kesha is the chess player, and Chen Heng is the biggest bargaining chip of the angel civilization. As long as Chen Heng is still there, other civilizations in the known universe will have to live with their tails between their legs, and the warriors will still be chess pieces.

With the entire universe as the chessboard, there is no other chess player except Chen Heng in the known universe. Even the Queen has to join the game, not to mention the warriors like them.

But if we look at it from a downward perspective, then as an advanced civilization, they can be called gods among mortals, and they are naturally qualified to hold the position of chess player.

"Then does that mean that our lives are always controlled by others?"

"Maybe, but life is what you choose, and I am willing to let him control me."

If you don't have the ability and don't want to be a pawn, then you have no choice but to withdraw. Long-lived beings like angels can just find a remote place to stay after retirement, away from the disputes over theocracy. It's a pity that Ruoning doesn't have this idea.

After Ge Xiaolun finished recruiting, Chen Yan looked at Qiang Wei with a smile: "Who are you going to look for next?"

"The No Star War God, Liu Chuang, is relatively close."

Chen Yan sensed it and said, "Well, he is drinking with his friends two streets away."

"Can you find him? Then lead the way."

"Okay, Yan, let's go."

Yan received the target address and immediately responded, "Yes."

Yan rode his bike very fast but steadily, while Chen Yan was enjoying the wind leisurely.

The wind was so free, it carried the aroma of snacks and restaurants all the way to Chen Yan's chest, causing his saliva to secrete crazily.

Chen Yan slowly reached out and poked Yan's waist. Yan turned back to look at Chen Yan: "Are you greedy again?"

"Ah."

"Master Prophet, you talked with that kid named Ge Xiaolun for less than half an hour."

Yan: You just finished eating and you're already craving for more than half an hour? Who gets craving so quickly?

"I'm fat and my digestion is fast."

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Yan sighed inwardly as she watched Chen Heng happily eating. It was not that she was unwilling to buy food for Chen Heng, but mainly because Ruoning said that Chen Heng's body was very special and sensitive, so she should try not to stimulate him. Few of these snack stalls were clean, and Chen Heng wanted to eat eight meals a day. Was it really okay?

After eating them all, Shen Yan only felt a headache, and the occasional pain made him feel very depressed.

Chen Yan: What happened to me?

Live Ring: The snack stand is not clean. The ring matter is processing a large amount of garbage that suddenly enters your body. You are using a lot of mental power.

Chen Yan: How dirty can it be to have such obvious side effects? Normal people would just get a stomachache, but why do I have a headache?

Living Ring: Your body has been completely activated by the ring substance. You can no longer be measured by ordinary people's standards. Your recovery ability is very strong, and most things cannot hurt you fundamentally, but your resistance is very weak, even worse than that of ordinary people.

Chen Heng was shocked. Damn, how come things are getting worse and worse? Is he no better than an ordinary person?

Living Ring: Everything has two sides. Your increasingly powerful abilities certainly don't come out of thin air. Moreover, the transformation of your body by the environmental substances will bring you only benefits and no harm. At most, it will make you suffer a little, but it is the suffering you seek, so it is worth it.

Chen Heng has been bound to the ring matter. Without physical activation, it is impossible for him to optimize his divine body like an angel. Rather than giving up the powerful ring force for that little bit of resistance, it is better to compromise and indulge.

Chen Yan was puzzled: Why didn’t I notice this before?

Huohuan: Your stern captain of guards has taken such good care of you.

Shen Yang:.

When the three of them arrived at the barbecue stall where Liu Chuang was, they saw two groups of drunk people arguing and quarreling with each other.

Chen Yan got out of the car with a sullen face and glanced at the two gangs: "Be quiet, have you lost your mind after drinking a little?"

Liu Chuang looked at Chen Heng in a daze. It was obvious that the other party did not bring many people with him, nor did he have any sharp weapons, but just standing there made people feel very uneasy.

"You, who the hell are you?"

"Liu Chuang, shut up and follow me."

"You."

Liu Chuang wanted to shout a few more words, but his throat seemed to be tightly gripped by some force, leaving him with no choice but to respond.

Yan felt uneasy watching from the side, she didn't know what was wrong with Chen Heng, but she could feel that Chen Heng's mood had taken a turn for the worse and was now in a very bad state.

Yan didn't know, but Ruoning knew from a distance that Chen Heng was not feeling well, so she let him eat as much as he wanted. He became obedient after he couldn't eat any more.

Ruo Ning showed up helplessly: "Yan, you and the little girl deal with the person according to the procedure, I will take Shen Yan back first, he is not feeling well."

"Hmm? Okay."

Seeing Ruoning, Shen Yan inexplicably felt a little guilty: "I'm fine now."

"Don't force yourself. The key is to get well quickly. You don't want Kesha to go back on her word and not let you come."

He felt unwell just after arriving, and Ruoning didn't believe that Kaisha would be willing to let Chen Heng continue to suffer like this.

Hearing this, Shen Yan turned his head and looked at Yan: "Yan, don't tell tales."

Ruoning agreed: "You will be the only one who will suffer if you tell tales. Queen Kesha would not want her beloved disciple to be a warrior without his own opinion."

Yan Wuyu said, "I know. Take him to rest now."

As soon as Chen Heng left, the two drunken troublemakers fell to the ground as if relieved.

Yan looked at Qiangwei: "Can we just take Liu Chuang away?"

Just as she was about to speak, the police, who were attracted by the police called by passers-by during the previous riot, arrived at the right time. Qiangwei glanced at Liu Chuang's red face and thick neck, and said casually: "Let the police take him away first. Anyway, he is drunk. Let's talk about it after he sobers up."

"Okay, who's the next target?"

"continue?"

"Of course, a quick victory."

Yan: Don't delay any longer. Taking Chen Heng with you is more difficult than the Chinese saying of going to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

Qiangwei also had the same idea. Although Chen Heng worked quickly, he was slow in the process. It would be better for her to work with Yan.

The two hit it off immediately and rode their motorcycles to the next location. Chen Heng was resting listlessly in the bedroom inside the battleship because he had eaten something dirty.

Ruoning brought hawthorn juice and placed it in front of Shen Yan: "Get up and drink some, you have eaten too much greasy food, and your stomach and intestines are too burdened."

"I don't want to drink hawthorn."

Ruoning: Living ancestor.

I silently changed to another cup: apple cider vinegar.

Chen Heng curled up on the bed, too lazy to move, which made Ruoning's veins pop out. She felt distressed and angry. Others complained that she controlled Chen Heng too much, but if she didn't control him one by one, Chen Heng would really be reckless. He wilted after being left alone for a while. Wouldn't it be terrible if it lasted any longer?

Ruo Ning pulled Chen Heng up with a cold face, poured apple cider vinegar down his throat, and stuffed him back into his nest, waiting for him to revive with full health.

As time passed, apple cider vinegar began to effectively assist the digestive tract, reducing the pressure on peripheral substances. As the headache subsided, Chen Heng gradually fell asleep.

The next day, Chen Yan lazily climbed out of bed, feeling refreshed: "Good morning, everyone."

Kesha held the teacup and smiled: "I should say good afternoon, Prophet."

Shen Xian:? !