[Future] The counterattack of waste wood

Seeing Yang Jing come out of the supermarket and casually stroll into the dormitory, Zhang Jian and Qin Xin also loosened their brows at the same time. The latter leaned back in the chair, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a puff, and said: "Why did you choose him? I thought it was the daughter of the Yang family who was the last one."

Zhang Jianzuo snorted a few times: "Now that old fox will marry his daughter? The military seat has not woken up, and someone is already ready to move, and it can only be him."

"Zhang Qizhen just..." Qin Xin also exhaled smoke rings, wisps of white smoke dispersed in the air, and were quickly absorbed by the purification system in the car: "What does the Academy of Sciences say?"

"Just waiting for this new drug, Yang reported that it will be put into the experiment tomorrow, and the results will be available in a few days."

The two tacitly didn't mention what to do if the new medicine didn't work.

Zhang Jian looked at him: "What are you doing here today?"

Qin Xin also had a painful look in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal: "You also know that our regiment lost a lot of people a while ago, this time we plan to come to the school to recruit some new recruits, so as not to be caught by your army as soon as we graduate. to go."

After speaking, Qin Xin just finished smoking a cigarette, Zhang Jian started the car, climbed to the express lane, and drove out of the campus in a few seconds.

Besides, when Yang Jing returned to the dormitory and threw it on the sofa for himself, all he could think about was the 40 that Zhang Jian paid him.It's not that Yang Jing doesn't know why the Zhang family insisted on marrying the Yang family, so even if he received Zhang Jian's living expenses, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Instead, he took it for granted, but today's 40 is different. Zhang's.

Yang Jing opened the cigarette he bought in the supermarket just now, took out one in his mouth and lit it, took a puff, but was choked and coughed non-stop, thinking what kind of cigarette it was, it was strong enough, and it was like gravel scratching his throat.

This body was originally a non-smoker, but Yang Jing smoked. Today, Qin Xinyi smelled a mellow smell of smoke. He missed the feeling of relaxation when puffing, so he bought a pack for himself.

"Only at the tenth level can you start refining medicine." Yang Jing didn't ask or sigh when he said this, but just thought of it, so he said it.

"Yes, Darling, there is still a third level, come on!"

"Add your sister, add, where can I go to level up?"

"Hey, it's useless for you to yell at me. Now there are really no missions. This world is no different from the original world. There are no missions to send letters. It's just that I managed to get those before."

Yang Jing had nothing to do. He was bored and turned on the terminal and went online, searching for the map of the Radiant Star, looking for a place where he could level up, but there are living cities nearby, and it is impossible for there to be areas with monsters. The troops stationed there can be said to have surrounded the entire living area of ​​human beings, and the only place that had any hope of sneaking into it was the Nightmare Forest, but the Nightmare Forest was the most mysterious and dangerous one in the thirteen districts.

If Yang Jing has supernatural powers or ancient martial arts, then he can apply to join the mercenary group as an intern, but unfortunately he is nothing, and the mercenary group will not want an ordinary person.

Yang Jing felt that he had entered a dead end, and he had faintly decided in his heart to go to the Nightmare Forest for a try. He only knew that it was dangerous there, but he didn't know the specific situation at all.Yang Jing just wanted to quickly advance to the tenth level of alchemy refining, and refine Pimaoli Dan to wake Zhang Qi up. He and the Zhang family will be considered clean, and they will pay back their favor.

Just as he tapped the screen, his fingers unconsciously entered the college's internal network. This is a place for students to communicate, and there are various information in it. trainee member."

Clicking on the message, there were various requirements listed in detail, and he didn't meet the requirements just by looking at the first one, but Yang Jing still laughed: "Maybe we can go through the back door?"

The next day, Yang Jing followed the address on the message and came to 1206, the main building of the school. There were many students lined up in the long corridor. These students could be judged from their imposing manner. They were definitely not ordinary people. Although there were many of them, they were extremely quiet, and they didn't communicate with each other. They all raised their chins, wishing to look at people with their nostrils.

Yang Jing's appearance is like a duck in a hen's coop. It is still very conspicuous. These people just glance at him casually, and they know that he is just an ordinary person. The one who came forward to provoke was probably worried that if there was a quarrel outside, Qin Xin in the room would also hear it, and thus leave a bad impression.

Everyone lined up in an orderly manner, entering the room one by one, and coming out in less than 10 minutes. These people didn't even bother to ask Qin Xinyi inside what questions he was asking, or what assessments he had.

After queuing for almost two hours, it was finally Yang Jing's turn. He stared at the door in front of him, thinking about how he could persuade the other party.

This time the waiting time was a bit longer, about a quarter of an hour, the last person finally came out, Yang Jing couldn't wait to go in, and when he looked up, he saw Qin Xinyi sitting behind the table, he was still wearing a suit, but the coat was hanging on the side , wearing only a white shirt on his upper body, with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, very casual. The terminal in his hand is silver, which looks like an expensive watch from a distance. The white collar of the company.

Qin Xin also saw Yang Jing immediately, he stared suddenly, a little surprised, and blurted out: "Why are you here?"

When he spoke, the door hadn't closed yet, and the person who had just left happened to walk behind Yang Jing. Hearing Qin Xinyi's tone, he couldn't help but look back.

Yang Jing came up to him in a few steps, and said straight to the point: "I want to join your elite group."

Qin Xin also frowned, with disapproval all over his face: "Young Master Yang, do you think you're just playing around? Every mission of the mercenary group is very dangerous. You are an ordinary person, how can you handle it?"

What he said was still relatively tactful, and his expression was not disdainful. Yang Jing understood what the system meant when he said that he had a good personality. Thinking differently, if Yang Jing encountered this, he would have scolded him and drove him away. Although the tone was harsh, it was not mocking or contemptuous.

Yang Jing thinks that no matter who it is, it is impossible for ordinary people to join the mercenary group, and it is useless to go through the back door. After all, this is not asking someone to find a job. The mercenary group goes to fight in various unknown areas, and it can kill people if they are not careful.

"I'm actually not an ordinary person. I have supernatural powers." Yang Jing threw out the explosive news flatly. After all, the eldest son of the Yang family is a good-for-nothing, and it is well known in this upper circle.

Sure enough, Qin Xin also changed his expression abruptly when he heard the words, and his expression became more serious: "What you said is true? What supernatural power?"

"You must have seen it yesterday, Zhou... What's the matter with Zhou, that weakling..."

Qin Xin also reminded with a straight face: "Zhou Xu."

Yang Jing nodded: "Yes, Zhou Xu actually succeeded in attacking me with mental power yesterday."

Qin Xin has no doubts about this, because in the monitoring, he clearly saw Yang Jing fall to the ground with a painful expression. If Zhou Xu's attack failed, Yang Jing would not react at all, so there would be no pretending to be knocked down. Perhaps, this is also what confuses him and Zhang Jian the most.

"You don't want to say that your ability is to invalidate mental attacks, do you?"

Yang Jing shook his head: "It's not invalid, he did attack me, but my ability is to recover quickly."

Qin Xin also looked shocked. According to Yang Jing's statement, the explanation really makes sense, but in Guangming Star, he has never heard of the existence of this kind of supernatural power. Jing is already 21 years old, and most of the awakenings of supernatural powers are before the age of ten, after the age of ten, and before the age of 15 are very few.

Yang Jing thought up his speech early in the morning, and tried to put on a weeping expression: "I have always been called a loser, and I finally awakened my abilities. Of course I want to become stronger."

Qin Xin is also a human being. I saw Yang Jing's ruthlessness yesterday, and now I see the clarity and confidence in his eyes, and I know that he is pretending at this time. He is not angry, but has been aroused a strong interest. Qin Xin There is also a hunch that Yang Jing is not telling the truth, maybe his supernatural ability is indeed to restore mental power quickly, but maybe it is more than that.

Without waiting for Yang Jing to say anything, Qin Xin also nodded decisively: "Okay, if you can pass a few tests, you can join the elite group. Wait for me to contact you. There will be a preliminary test in a few days."

Yang Jing's face cleared instantly, his eyes sparkled, and he immediately urged Qin Xin to exchange contact information.

The system that had been silent for nearly a day suddenly made a sharp voice: "Xiaoyou, you have obtained the contact information of my male god, you must contact him more often in the future, and let me hear his voice."

Yang Jing was startled by the sudden voice, and instinctively trembled, Qin Xin also looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Afterwards, Yang Jing happily left the room, and the people who were still waiting outside saw him beaming, and felt even more suspicious.