Live dismantling routines

Life in the Baita Federal Art Troupe is like paddling, and the only exoskeleton armor that can arouse Ji Wenyuan's interest... This kind of strategic equipment is like the stars in the sky for people who have only served for five years. I can't touch it.

And just two days into No. 40 of Ji Wenyuan's training plan, the documentary he had heard from Huo De was finally screened on the whole network.

"The documentary "Norman Empire" has three episodes, you guys are really blessed." The chief instructor who rarely wore a loose military jacket smiled while tinkering with the latest signal transmission equipment. Set, half of the training time is gone. Damn, why didn't I encounter such a good thing back then!"

The soldiers below all started booing: "Instructor, it's the same if you are resting now!"

"That's right, instructor, you'll save two hours from the sun!"

"The instructor's clothes today are really cool!"

The chief instructor laughed and cursed in a low voice, patted the machine and said, "Shut up and don't make noise! ​​Alright, turn on all the personal terminals for me. Read carefully, and write a review."

There was another howl underneath.

The documentary on the first day ended when the Norman Empire defeated the rest of the countries, and when the greatest prince with a different surname in history recorded so far, Meldron was honored.

[The morning sun rises slowly in the sky, and sprinkles the splendid golden sand all over the entire stretch of magnificent mountains and rivers.In front of the imperial palace of the Norman Empire, countless people looked up at the handsome man on the high platform with reverence.

"Today, I am really honored to be able to stand here alive." Meldron said with a smile as he glanced at the countless people below with his light-colored pupils, "The war that lasted for more than a hundred years is finally over, and the empire The glory of the Empire is forged with our blood and bones. I must sincerely thank all the men, women, old and young people who have sacrificed for the Empire, you are really great."

The camera floating in the air transmitted his speech to all over the world, and the cheers were like waves that could not stop for a long time.

Meldron laughed and raised his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet.

In the silence, a solemn and solemn feeling spread silently in the air, making everyone hold their breath involuntarily.

"I rose from the humble beginnings, and I have been supported by countless good-hearted people. In the slums, I have seen the crazy slaughter of enemy spies; on the battlefield, I have seen the red silk on the chests of warriors; in space, I have seen The flower of death that shines silently. I have never wept, and I have never bowed my head. Now, the dawn of peace is at hand, and I swear to the Norman Empire here: protect the glory of the empire with my life!"

The silver medal was worn on his chest by the emperor himself, and he smiled, shining extremely dazzlingly under the sunlight.

The light but high-spirited national anthem of the Norman Empire is gradually sounded, and the picture gradually advances, and finally freezes in Meldron's light-colored pupils-the purest and most passionate belief is burning in those eyes. 】

Ji Wenyuan opened his eyes, woke up from the empathy projection, and listened silently to the admiration and discussion of the soldiers around him.

He has read this period of history countless times, and has also watched the images left behind many times.This time was the most complete viewing, but for Prince Meldron, there will always be only one deepest impression on him—that was the only time he saw that legendary figure during his short childhood.

He remembered that the old man who had entered his twilight years stood in front of him, trying to straighten his back, but it still seemed difficult.The young him looked up at the kind-faced Meldron, feeling a little embarrassed.

Meldron looked at him with a smile, and there seemed to be emotions in his light-colored eyes that he couldn't understand.He felt a little uneasy when he was young, but the old man seemed to notice it, reached out and touched his head, and took out a candy from his pocket to give him.

Snacks like candy are "junk food" that children living in the training institute for advanced supernatural beings can only get during the holidays, so he, who has hardly seen candy a few times, feels a little flattered.

"Your name is Ji Wenyuan?" The old man's voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was very gentle.

He nodded, and saluted seriously according to the standard etiquette taught in the textbook: "Yes, Your Majesty, it is an honor to meet you."

Meldron laughed.

"What a good boy." The old man said, "I believe that the future glory will belong to you."

Back then, he was still ignorant, and he laughed along blankly, completely unaware of the strong emotions hidden in these words.

And just the second month after this meeting, the royal family announced the death of the legendary prince to the outside world.The grand funeral was as glorious as the day he was crowned king, and all the people of the Norman Empire—except for the garrison troops and superhuman warriors—stopped work for seven days to express their condolences.

The soldier sitting next to Ji Wenyuan saw his calm expression, and gave him an elbow with some dissatisfaction: "Oh my god, old Ji, why are you so calm? Are you not agitated at all?"

His crazy training for more than a month has frightened all insiders, so that many soldiers' impression of him has changed from "Jiaohua" and "Little Prince of Love Songs" to "Iron Man Who Wants to Die".The strong are respected by everyone in the army, and finally Ji Wenyuan's popularity is not so bad.

Ji Wenyuan said: "I just think this documentary is very real. I'm afraid surveillance, interviews and other edits took at least [-]% of the footage. It's really amazing."

The soldier chuckled, and said in a low voice, "You don't know, do you? There are even more surveillance clips used in the second episode! The speaker Ji Wenyuan, who has been in power for the longest time in the Norman Empire era, was in the training institute for advanced supernatural beings. Growing up, the surveillance in that semi-military place is dead! Maybe we can see that adult running around naked, hehehe..."

Ji Wenyuan: "..."

The soldier originally had a frowning expression of "I'm so knowledgeable that I don't come to praise me", but immediately collapsed when he saw Ji Wenyuan: "Hey, hey, old Ji, what kind of eyes do you have? Oh, yes, I forgot , you are the offspring of that lord."

Ji Wenyuan: "..."

At the same time, the Xingyao Empire a few light-years away.

Han Yanghao ended the cooperation negotiation with a certain emerging pharmaceutical company, and sold the improved formula of the special healing spray invented by "a certain Ph.D. in Biology of the White Tower Federation" at a price of [-]% of the profit.He went back to the remote residence of the little gangster, climbed over the wall to peek at the latest developments in the White Tower Federation, and soon discovered the documentary released on the entire Internet. Download it.

"Downloading, progress 0.00%"

After half an hour.

"Downloading, progress 1.23%"

Han Yanghao: "...Damn, this breaks the internet speed."

Frustrated, he threw the download progress bar into the background to let it crawl slowly, and slowly searched for "Ji Wenyuan" related information on the star network, taking screenshots while watching.

"Hey, this promotional photo is handsome. I like this epaulet. Next time... I will make a similar set for my male god."

"They actually only took half of my male god's face! Who the hell is this old man!"

"This is definitely not me, Mr. Ji! Who is messing around with the pictures!"

……

Jaglines, who stood at the door with a cup of coffee for a long time, looked embarrassed, neither advancing nor retreating.

Han Yanghao glanced at the download progress bar after reading these ancient messages, and turned off the optical brain with his mouth curled up.He saw Jaglines sideways, so he raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "Hey, what are you doing, kid? Are you pretending to be a goalkeeper?"

Jay Glines: MMP If it weren't for your nympho like no one else, I can't beat you and you are afraid of being silenced. As for this?

However, he still looked respectful on the surface, offering coffee with both hands: "Senior, please enjoy."

Han Yanghao said: "The young man is good, he has a future!"

I thought to myself: Tsk tsk, the brat is still too young, this aggrieved reaction is really super interesting.

Jaglines waited for Han Yanghao to finish his coffee slowly, then threw the cup back into his hand, seeing the coffee stains splashed on his white paws, he suddenly felt sad.He silently recited the meditation mantra two hundred times in his heart, and then cautiously asked tentatively: "Senior, when will I start learning the method of transformation of source force?"

Hearing this, Han Yanghao raised his head to look at him again, with a half-smile in his eyes: "Oh, want to learn? You can do it now, come here."

Jaglines' hairs stood on end all over his body, he was so frightened that his skin got goosebumps, and he screamed frantically in his heart: Ahhh! ! !Die, die, die! ! !Wakama!What kind of grudges do I have with you? You want to trick me like this! ! !Ahhh!break up!Be sure to break up!

However, at the speed of consciousness of an awakened person, only 0.1 seconds passed in reality when the barrage in the brain was scanned once.Jay Glines decisively stepped forward and bowed at ninety degrees: "Senior Han, please teach me!"

Han Yanghao: "...Pfft."

Jay Glines: "..."

Han Yanghao coughed lightly, rubbed his wrists, and threw out thirteen books with a bang: "Okay, I thought about it, you should learn from the theoretical knowledge first. These are the papers I wrote and the experimental data. When will you finish reading and come to me for further study."

Jaglines stared at the thirteen books in shock, and compared them with his hands, making sure that each one was taller than himself at 1.9 meters seven.

Han Yanghao said: "Don't think this is a lot. I have lived for more than 7000 years, and I have written more than [-] times as many papers as here."

The awakened brat stared at the thirteen books for a long while, and finally resigned himself to reading them.At this moment, he heard Han Yanghao add triumphantly: "And I, Mr. Ji, have read every paper I have written at least three times!"

Jay Glines: #@￥#￥&...%*￥￥%￥! ! ! ! !