I was reborn after playing a good hand badly

Outside the Seventh Ring Road of Kyoto, on the highway into Beijing.

A modified off-road vehicle with a rather messy appearance drove past quickly.

Seeing the mileage indicated on the roadside sign, the driver Rost gritted his teeth.

“It’s finally here!!”

After more than a month, he was finally reaching the capital of Xia State.

Thinking back on his journey from leaving home to now, he sighed. It wasn't easy.

At first, he had a smooth journey in the heartland of Country G. The heavy snow prevented him from encountering either Zerg or other people. He was also lucky enough to pass through those areas on the border where the snow was thinner.

Rost didn't know that during the period after he set out, the G country's mother nest had been attacking the cities within their sphere of influence.

His good luck continued until he entered the Xia Kingdom.

When Rost arrived at the border of Mo Province, he passed through customs smoothly. He had a passport and other relevant documents, and his identity was easy to verify.

However, after entering the desert province, they brushed shoulders with wandering Zerg several times.

There were many Zergs roaming around in the desert province, and Rost encountered them several times. Although there were few cars on the road, his driving skills were good enough to allow him to avoid them several times.

But his good luck did not last forever. When he was about to be caught up by a small group of mantis beasts during his last crazy escape, he rushed wildly and actually reached the outskirts of the safe area.

There were garrisoned troops here, and Rost was saved again.

Rost, who successfully entered the city, wiped his hands on his pants to wipe off the sweat.

He remembered that when he was crossing the border, others reminded him that Mo Province was a severely affected area and asked him to wait and follow the army's supply truck.

But he couldn't wait and wanted to set off on his own.

Ugh.

Rost muttered in his heart, he didn't expect that Xia Country was so much more dangerous than their G Country...

After several escapes, Rost's car continued to be repaired and he settled down in this border city.

Andre's company has business dealings with several companies in Xia Country. Rost is no stranger to Xia Country. His Xia Country Mandarin is even more standard than that of the residents of this border city.

During the rest period, Rost contacted Andre's contacts in Xia Country and obtained a large amount of Chinese currency support.

During the few days he sent his car for repair, he also heard many people talking about a school called the Psychic Academy.

He heard several versions of various legends.

But without exception, they all talked about how good and awesome the Psychic Academy was.

After returning to the hotel room and reading the news, Rost clenched his fists. He had come to Xia Country with great effort and it turned out to be a good thing! !

Xia Country has built a school specifically for training awakeners, but G Country doesn’t have this. This is his goal!

He must enter the Psychic Academy!

Rost, who had already collected a lot of information, of course also knew the admission criteria of the Psychic Academy.

He himself is an awakened one, and at the age of 23 he does not exceed the age requirement.

Although he missed the admission time, he thought that the academy would definitely not refuse a genius like him!

Yes, Rost’s inner evaluation of himself is genius!

After the vehicle was repaired and supplies were replenished, Rost headed straight for the capital without delay.

Now, the capital of Xia Kingdom was within sight. Rost curled his lips and stepped on the gas.

The big off-road vehicle roared fiercely and rushed forward.

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Jianjiang City, Yunnan Province, has Nilu County under its jurisdiction.

In a mountain forest outside the county town.

There is a small complex of buildings between the rolling mountains.

It is the main residence of the Yang family.

The Yang family has moved all the remaining forces from Country N back.

Yang Dong'an, who was conducting various experiments in Country N, also returned to China and moved his experimental base back.

The laboratory that was originally built in the belly of a mountain next to the main house happened to be suitable for use, so he didn't hesitate and occupied it directly.

After Yang Dong'an took over the laboratory, he expanded its scale, renovated its facilities, added equipment, and comprehensively updated the security system. No one dared to object to these actions.

Not to mention how much benefit Yang Dongan's research results can bring to the Yang family, the identity of the father of the family head allows him to do whatever he wants.

That’s right, the current head of the Yang family, Yang Chengzong, is Yang Dong’an’s only son.

Yang Dong'an, who is 69 years old and still in good health, was walking out of an operating room, taking off his mask and gloves and throwing them into the trash can at the door.

He is 69 meters tall and has a well-proportioned figure. He has short, shiny and thick black hair. He walks steadily and powerfully, and you would never tell that he is years old.

The assistant who had been guarding the door of the operating room saw the boss coming out and immediately followed behind him to report, "Boss, Miss Zhixu is here and is waiting for you."

"Ah."

Lounge living room.

Yang Zhixu was sitting on the sofa with a tablet in his hand, flipping through it. On the screen were sheets of information recording the inventory of various medicines in their Yang family.

Until Yang Dongan came in after changing his clothes, she immediately put down the things in her hands, stood up and said, "Grandpa, you are done."

"Well, is there any news about your uncle?" Yang Dong'an strode to the solitary sofa and sat down, glancing at the coffee table next to him.

Yang Zhixu paused and replied, "We have never stopped looking for my uncle's whereabouts, but there is still no news."

As she spoke she had already walked to the low table, sat down and prepared to make tea.

"Humph."

Hearing Yang Dongan's unhappy snort, Yang Zhixu's heart tightened but she didn't dare to stop what she was doing.

"I have arranged many people to search for him through various channels, but... if we can't find him alive, we can't find him dead..." Being stared at by an unhappy and cold gaze, Yang Zhixu stopped talking.

"My connections in Beijing are all working, and I believe there will be news about my uncle soon." In the end, she said something she didn't even believe.

"Entering the dream, still no result?" Yang Dong'an raised his eyelids.

Establishing a dream connection with blood relatives is a secret technique passed down from the ancestors of the Yang family. Blood is used to introduce relatives into the dreams, and the practitioner needs to pay a price.

But secret techniques are secret techniques, and not everyone can use or accept them.

Yang Zhixu could be considered the most gifted person in the Yang family over the past few hundred years. She could operate this secret technique almost freely, but at the same time, she also lost the ability to produce natural dreams.

In order to provide an extra layer of protection for Yang Chengyi's safety, the Yang family also managed to make Yang Chengyi one who was compatible with the secret technique. In this way, Yang Zhixu could almost contact Yang Chengyi through dreams at any time.

Of course, Yang Chengyi also paid the price of his own natural dreams for this. Although it was slightly better than Yang Zhixu, he almost never dreams, unless his emotions were particularly intense, then he would have natural dreams.

But now, the secret technique that was once foolproof kept failing.

Even so, all the direct descendants of the Yang family are unwilling to openly admit the fact that Yang Chengyi may be dead, and they are still searching.

"I try it every other day, but to no avail." Yang Zhixu calmed himself down and answered in a low voice while going through the tea-making process smoothly.

Yang Dongan took a deep breath and finally did not say any words of reprimand.

As the previous head of the family, he knew that every time the secret technique was performed, the practitioner's blood must be let out as a trigger. This had to be done every other day. Even if the amount of blood required each time was not much, it was not easy.

The one who could make Yang Zhixu, a daughter of the legitimate family, constantly use secret techniques to search for her is Yang Chengyi, the "hope" of the Yang family.

Yang Dong'an sat back and relaxed, already thinking about what kind of medicine to prepare for his granddaughter to nourish her body.

Seeing that his grandfather was silent, Yang Zhixu did not say anything either.

She recalled the day when the Yang family's manor in Kyoto caught fire. It was already a strange day.

The only surveillance footage of the manor is backed up in the cloud disk, and that only goes up to the early morning of the day of the incident, with no subsequent content uploaded.

But there was a record of Yang Chengyi taking bodyguards out that morning.

But no one knows what happened afterwards. No one can find out where Yang Chengyi went or what he did when he left.

We can only judge from the time of the fire that Yang Chengyi returned home not long after he went out. The fire was so tragic that after the fire was extinguished, the main building was already in ruins.

When the people arranged by the Yang family were searching for clues in the ruins, someone did find traces of Nick in the basement, but they were just traces, and the body had been burned.

Subsequently, the deaths of other people in the manor were gradually confirmed.

There was only Yang Chengyi, and no one found evidence that Yang Chengyi died in the fire.

Even though the bodyguard who had reported to accompany them on the trip had been confirmed dead, the Yang family elders kept demanding to find him, using the excuse that their ashes had not been found.

All the members of the Yang family in Kyoto took action.

I even used my connections to get a chance to check Kyoto's surveillance footage, but unfortunately, I found no clues.