Live dismantling routines

From the death of the first Ji Wenyuan to the present, the Norman Empire has experienced more than three thousand years.But this sun-like country inevitably came to an end 20 years ago-there were differences in the five highest power organs ruling the empire, and there were a large number of defectors in the "Research Institute", "Parliament of Abilities" and "Procuratorate". They hijacked the royal family and competed with the original forces for sovereignty, but lost in the end. They looted a large amount of supplies and fled to the habitable planet "Tagia".

The original ruling group "Military Department", "Congress" and a small number of "heterogeneous" among the three major institutions that remained on the home planet changed the name of the Norman Empire to [White Tower Federation] in a rage.

The Norman Empire has since become a chapter in history.

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"Ji Yanyu, don't let us down in tomorrow's performance."

The young man sitting alone at a long table lowered his head slightly, his half-length hair hanging down the side of his face, his fingers holding the handle of the spoon turned blue with force, but he didn't say a word.

"Haha, Brother Hei, don't embarrass our little prince of love songs, who doesn't know that he can't sing military songs at all."

"I'm really looking forward to his seductive appearance on stage tomorrow."

"Do you think he will sing the famous song 'You are my beloved moon'?"

"Depayne, you are so bad!"

The young man stood up abruptly, picked up the plate and put it back to the cleaning window, and quickly left the restaurant amidst the malicious laughter of a group of soldiers.

He lowered his head all the way through the metal corridor, authenticated his identity in front of the psychic sensing wall, and came to the door of his bedroom.After entering the room and closing the door, he finally raised his head, a pair of beautiful lake blue eyes were exposed from the cover of black hair, and his expression quickly twisted.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The young man's eyes were resentful like a ghost, and he beat the alloy door violently as if he was crazy, and he didn't stop until his hands were bleeding. He suddenly lost his strength and slid to the ground with his back against the wall, covering his face forcefully.

"Hi little one, do you need help?"

The sudden sound made the young man startled. He looked up stiffly, and saw a translucent man in black standing in front of him with a smile and looking down at him.His lips trembled, and it took him a while to make a sound: "You... who are you?"

The man in black said gently: "I am a god who travels in the universe. I passed by here and heard the wailing in your heart."

The young man was stunned, and suddenly his eyes widened and he asked eagerly, "Are you here to fulfill my wish?"

The man in black nodded: "Yes, you can say what you want."

Distorted ambition and hatred suddenly burst out in the young man's eyes: "I want to become a level [-] superhuman! I want those who laughed at me to die! I want to become the king of the federation!"

The man in black looked at him dumbly for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, but it's not free, what can you exchange for it?"

The young man was stunned.

After a while, he stared straight at the man in black and said, "I will exchange my 20 years of life."

"Boy, you are really greedy." The man in black said, "You are now a second-level supernatural being, and you can only live for 180 years; if you become a ninth-level supernatural being, you can live for more than 500 years. So that's it Come down, you didn't pay anything."

The young man's face twitched, his eyes were full of embarrassment and guilty conscience.

"Well, you have spent 20 years." The man in black's long, narrow eyes seemed to have infinite magic power, "I can make you a mid-level superpower and a superstar in the entertainment circle, how about it?"

A mid-level power user refers to a power level four to six, that is to say, he can live at least 270 years.This is a profit no matter what, the young man agreed as if bewitched.

"So, the deal is done."

The man in black stretched out his hand to touch his eyebrows, and instantly an invisible mass of soul flew out of his body and flew to the man's palm, and the youth's body fell to the ground like a corpse.The man in black lowered his eyes to look at the ball in his hand, and began to draw the seal casually, while raising his eyebrows at the void next to him and said: "Mr. Ji, you see that he agreed. I, Han Yanghao, have never missed anyone before."

After the voice fell, a figure suddenly appeared in the void beside him.

Ji Wenyuan looked at the people on the ground in silence, and sighed softly.

"Don't sigh, my dear Mr. Ji." Han Yanghao teased, "He is your last blood after all."

Ji Wenyuan shook his head slightly.

At this moment, Han Yanghao had already sealed Ji Yanyu's soul and put him away. He grabbed his collar and kissed him on his lips: "Okay, I'm leaving. The federal population registration system is too strict, and I can't hack it. Go to the empire and have a look, the newly built country should not be so difficult to manage."

After he finished speaking, he traveled through the space and left.

Ji Wenyuan took a deep breath, and slowly sank into the body on the ground.

Ji Yanyu, the sixteenth grandson of the former ninth-level supernatural being of the Norman Empire and the legendary speaker of the supernatural powers council.After his parents died in the turmoil 20 years ago, he became the only blood of the Ji family that has been passed down to this day.

It is a pity that supernatural power is a kind of existence that is difficult to figure out. After the first two consecutive generations of nine-level supernatural powers, the Ji family has never had a peak powerhouse, and it has gradually declined since then.Originally, 3000 years have passed, and few people know who Ji Yanyu's descendants are, but the bad thing is that Ji Yanyu chose to become a star - a popular niche who has poor acting skills and made his debut with love songs.

The so-called popular right and wrong, the news of Ji Yanyu's descendants of ninth-level supernatural beings was uncovered, which became evidence for many sunspots to attack him.What is "being arrogant and losing the face of a generation of the descendants of the speaker", what is "only a second-level psychic supernatural being in his thirties is a waste of good genes", what is "being in love all day long is just a vase bag "... These remarks usually have little influence, and there are still many men and women who like him.

However, when he had to serve in the military at the age of 35, those soldiers in the military department who respected the strong looked down on him extremely.Pian Ji Yanyu really had a bad personality at the beginning, pretending to be sick and asking for leave every three days, the soldiers united to punish him, and the conflict became more and more intense after coming and going.

After three years, Ji Yanyu learned to be patient, even if he hated these people who bullied him so much, he didn't dare to show it, and his life was extremely aggrieved.

And tomorrow's art troupe's joint performance, it was that group of people who booed him to go up and perform.As they said, Ji Yanyu's voice is delicate and soft, and his personality is not as hard as a soldier's, so he can't sing passionate songs at all.Singing love songs at an official military performance would only end in a laughing stock.He couldn't get in touch with the composer, and he couldn't write a suitable song that fit his own voice. He might as well just bite the bullet and sing military songs, and he would be laughed at anyway, saying "the name is not worthy of the name, and I am very disappointed."

Ji Wenyuan got up from the ground, stretched out his hand to brush his long hair behind his head, and looked at his current appearance in front of the reflective alloy door.

Black hair and blue eyes, although the facial features look soft, but it can be vaguely seen that they are five points similar to him back then.His body is thin, and his loose muscles are very weak on this home planet of the Norman Empire, whose gravity is more than ten times higher than that of the source world - it is not even comparable to his physique that just broke through to the second level when he was young.

Ji Wenyuan knew that it wasn't just because of Ji Yanyu's lack of exercise.

With the development of science and technology, abilities are no longer as mysterious as they were back then.Even if people don't have supernatural talent, they can still spend a sum of money on body modification, and burn energy interference patterns the day after tomorrow to forcibly awaken supernatural abilities.This kind of acquired transformation can only allow people to have sixth-level abilities at most, and it will be slightly weaker than those born with the same level of abilities. Unless extreme methods are used to exercise, this gap will never be bridged.

Ji Wenyuan stretched out his hand to untie the cuff, rolled up the sleeve and looked at the cyan pattern engraved on his arm with complicated eyes.

It was this technology that pushed the Norman Empire to its peak of glory, and then...

shattered.