Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: Billions of Times Talent

At night, the stars and the moonlight shone in through the balcony windows.

Jiang Yuan leaned on the recliner, put down his mobile phone with a frown, and the expression on his face was a little gloomy.

The above content is very simple, every year's Extreme Alliance Force value test will start in three days.

The purpose of the test is extremely statistical and also for elimination.

Every year, a large number of young people will be promoted to martial artists, and naturally there are also martial artists who are older, have reduced qi and blood, are unstable in their realm, and have regressed into ordinary people.

And the salary of the warrior is very high, with a monthly allowance of tens of thousands of yuan, which is completely white-collar.

Jiang Yuan became a martial artist at the age of thirty, after ten years, he reached the middle stage of the martial artist, and when he was sixty years old, he reached a high-level martial artist, only one step away from the martial artist.

But this is the step away, like Tianhong, no matter how hard he tries, he can't cross the past.

In the blink of an eye, he was in his seventies, and his qi and blood began to regress, let alone further, and it was difficult to preserve the current realm.

Today is exactly his ninetieth birthday, twenty consecutive years of regression, from the original senior martial artist, backwards to intermediate level, and finally backwards to junior.

Just last month, even the strength of junior martial artists could not be preserved, and they regressed into ordinary people.

For junior martial artists, the instantaneous explosive power of the fist needs to reach 500 pounds.

After all, Jiang Yuan is old, let alone five hundred catties, it is good to be able to burst out four hundred catties.

This also means that in the martial artist test after three days, he will be deprived of the title of warrior, and every month's martial artist allowance, he will not get a dime.

"Alas..."

Jiang Yuan let out a long sigh, put down the phone with a trembling hand, gently pinched the bridge of his nose, and felt a pang of weakness.

Look back on your life.

The first twenty years lived in peacetime, because of an accident, crossed to the sea blue star, became the first warriors under the catastrophe, for the sake of mankind, resisted in the front line of fierce beasts.

I thought that in this life, I would rise against the world, climb the limits of human beings, and overlook the sky.

But the reality is so cruel.

His talent is really too bad, in the first year of the catastrophe, someone became a martial artist, and he was still a martial artist, and when others became a grandmaster, he was still at the beginning of the martial artist.

When someone became a Grand Master, he was still a junior martial artist.

As time passed, more strong people were born, and some people even ignited the active factor to become a warrior, and he was still in the realm of a junior martial artist.

Only then did he realize how bad his talent was.

In this world where talent determines destiny, poor talent means being eliminated, and when he wakes up, he is already old, and countless years of blows have also made him see reality clearly.

He left the front line, returned to his hometown, found the lover who had been waiting for him for more than thirty years, and lived a simple life ever since.

Time flickered and it was more than ten years.

He is old and has a son, a son and a daughter, and with his previous savings and the monthly allowance he receives, the family lives a nourishing and happy life.

But no amount of savings will run out of money.

As the children get older and need to spend more and more places, the small savings are rapidly decreasing, and six months ago, there was already an economic crisis in the family.

But the monthly martial artist allowance still keeps him strong.

Three days later, the warrior test, he can't pass, this last life-saving straw will be lost, by then, he can't even pay the rent.

The family is likely to be kicked out.

"Alas..."

Jiang Yuan let out a long sigh, the heavy economic pressure made him look like a centenarian in his nineties, dying deadwood.

"Dad..."

At this moment, my daughter's voice came from downstairs.

"Here it is." Jiang Yuan adjusted his mood and made his voice appear calmer.

Today is his 90th birthday, and he doesn't want to put pressure on his children because of family matters.

As he walked downstairs, he saw that all the lights downstairs were turned off, and the family gathered around the dining table with a cake with the number ninety inserted.

"Dad... I wish you a 90th birthday. His son Zhang Hao smiled and pulled him over.

"Dad! Today is your 90th birthday! Laugh one. The daughter took out her mobile phone, put her arm around Jiang Yuan's hand, and made a scissor-hand gesture to the camera.

His wife stood in front of the cake and looked at him with a smile on her face.

Jiang Yuan felt warmth in his heart, walked over, gently hugged his wife, and said with a smile: "They all said don't bother so much, you just won't listen to them one by one." "

"How can that be, today is your ninetieth birthday!"

"Yes, Dad quickly closed his eyes, made a wish, and blew out the candle."

"Don't be stunned!"

The three of you said a word, Jiang Yuan smiled helplessly, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Time flies so fast, I will be ninety years old in a flash, and I don't know how long I can live, my requirements are not high, I hope that in my lifetime, I can hold a good grandson."

After making a wish, Jiang Yuan opened his eyes, blew out the candle, smiled on his face, and was just about to say something, when a magnificent voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"The energy is stored... The billionfold talent system is being activated..."

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