Ji Qianming suddenly felt that he had missed something. He was stunned for a few seconds and realized something was wrong.
"No, what do you mean when you said that I will learn it when I get to school? I haven't even got the college entrance examination scores. And when did these things become taught in college?"
Ji Qianming raised his eyebrows, realizing that things were not simple, and there was a vague premonition in his heart.
The fat man looked at him with a half-smile, and his amiable face made Ji Qianming shudder.
"Ji Qianming, eighteen years old. You were picked up at the entrance of the orphanage in 1999 and raised by the orphanage. Your grades are average. You worked part-time in a factory before. You have no bad records and you have been single for eighteen years."
Fatty Cui glanced at Ji Qianming sympathetically and smiled cheaply: "He's still a virgin, hehehe."
Ji Qianming was shocked. His background was investigated.
But how did they know about the leaf patterns that they only obtained two days ago?
"Ji Qianming." Fatty Cui stood up, stared at Ji Qianming, and said word by word: "I officially inform you that you have been admitted to Gouchen College. The admission notice will arrive in the next two days."
"...oh."
Unexpectedly, Ji Qianming agreed to the matter after just a moment's consideration.
Now that I have such an ability, am I really willing to go to an ordinary university, find a job that anyone can do, and live my life on a meager salary?
Everyone has the fantasy of being a middle school student. Ji Qianming is also a young man. After actually possessing Jinghua, he has been holding back a strong desire in his heart to become a different self. After eighteen years of silence, he is tired of it. .
Furthermore, judging from the fat man, the organization behind him is not bad, and his hands and eyes are all over the sky. There should be many people with all kinds of abilities, right?
Gouchen Academy, it didn't sound bad, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"What would have happened if I had just refused?" Ji Qianming asked curiously.
"Haha." Fatty Cui smiled mysteriously, "Believe me, you won't want to know."
The corners of Ji Qianming's mouth twitched slightly, and bloody scenes suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but shudder.
"By the way, what is your ability?"
When Fatty Cui saw Ji Qianming nodding, he finally asked the question he had been holding back for a long time. What kind of heaven-defying ability would allow him to kill a third-level dreamer at the first level?
Ji Qianming waved his hand, and a picture appeared on the sparkling pool.
The heroines in the picture are all dressed in sexy clothes and have enchanting postures, which will make people's blood boil.
Fatty Cui stared at the surface of the pool. After reading countless films, he could almost recognize everyone's name, and his nose was bleeding.
"Qian Ming." Fatty Cui said in a daze, "You are so handsome with your abilities!"
"..."
Ji Qianming rolled his eyes and waved away the scene of sex on the pool.
When Fatty Cui saw the screen disappear, his interest suddenly waned, and the doubts in his heart became even heavier.
"That's it? Don't tell me that he couldn't control himself and exploded with excitement."
"Of course not." Ji Qianming almost laughed out loud. He had to admit that he did have this idea for a thousandth of a second when he was thinking about the battle plan.
"My ability is to control the physical rules of the mirror surface, including manipulating the motion trajectory of the mirror."
Ji Qianming only talked about the abilities of "Feihua" and didn't mention a word about "Replica". That's his biggest trump card.
Fatty Cui nodded thoughtfully, but still frowned, still not understanding why this ability could defeat the Dreamer.
He shook his head. Since he couldn't understand it, he stopped thinking about it. He stood up and walked towards the door.
"It's time to go, we have to hurry up."
"Where to go?"
"Zhenjiang."
…
Click!
The lightning flashed through the dark clouds, leaving a ferocious trace. Intense rain poured down, and the entire Changzhou was shrouded in torrential rain.
More than 20 kilometers away from the center of Changzhou, by the lakeside, a luxurious manor stands quietly in the rain.
"Grandma, when will this rain stop? Look at people making trouble."
In the security booth at the entrance of the manor, a middle-aged security guard looked at the heavy rain outside and cursed.
"Okay, Lao Li." Another strong security guard lit up a cigarette and crossed his legs leisurely, "I'm not satisfied with such a comfortable job. I don't have to do anything all day long to guard the door. , I'll give you 10,000 yuan a month, why are you complaining?"
Lao Li chuckled: "That's right. You said that a rich boss is generous in his actions. What's there to protect in these barren mountains and wild mountains? Did you see those few girls who just entered? They look like water spirits."
As he spoke, his eyes flashed obscenely from time to time, wondering what he was thinking.
"Hmph, you can play with women of that level? Just keep an eye on the door."
The strong man snorted, and suddenly his brows furrowed slightly, and he squinted his eyes and looked outside the security booth.
In the pouring rain, a figure wearing a black raincoat stood, looking in the direction of the security booth, motionless.
"Lao Li, look what's going on with that man, go out and have a look."
"I told you, Lao Zhao, maybe people are just looking at the houses of rich people and making a fuss."
Lao Li curled his lips and disagreed.
"Fart!" Old Zhao cursed, "Who in this barren mountain comes here to look at the house!"
After that, he picked up the electric baton and walked out holding an umbrella.
The rain was very heavy and the wind was very strong. An umbrella couldn't stop him at all. Not long after he stepped out, the rain wet his clothes. He touched his face and shouted loudly.
"What are you doing!"
When he walked in, he saw clearly that there was actually a young man under the black raincoat.
The young man was very handsome, but his expression was as cold as a piece of ice at the moment, and his beautiful eyes looked at Old Zhao without any emotion.
"I want to go in."
"Boy, this is a private estate. You are not allowed in. If you don't leave, I will beat you." When Old Zhao saw that the visitor was a young man, he lowered his guard and said viciously.
"Noisy."
The young man frowned slightly and walked straight towards the iron gate without paying any attention to Old Zhao beside him.
Lao Zhao immediately became angry. You little brat, I'm giving you face, right? It doesn't matter, no one will see me teach you a lesson in this barren mountain.
Out of fear, he pressed the button of the electric baton.
Times la la la.
A flash of electric light appeared on the stick, causing a harsh sound. Old Zhao swung the electric baton and hit the boy straight on the body.
At this moment, a golden light bursts out from the boy's left eye!
The menacing electric baton stopped just one centimeter above the boy's head, unable to penetrate any further.
Old Zhao was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth, and exerted all his strength, his whole face turned red from suppressing the pain, but he still could not bring down the electric baton.
The young man slowly turned his head and looked sideways at Old Zhao. At this time, Old Zhao finally saw the true face of the golden light.
In the eyeball of this young man's left eye, there was a golden rune flashing!
Damn it, damn it... Lao Zhao felt a chill rising directly from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. Who on earth was he?
The young man raised his right hand, and a huge force suddenly came from the electric baton in Lao Zhao's hand. The electric baton was pulled out of his arm and floated quietly in the rain.
Rain poured on the electric baton, and lightning flashed everywhere.
Suddenly, the electric baton stabbed Lao Zhao's body violently, and a strong electric current instantly flowed through his entire body, causing him to twitch non-stop.
Ah ah ah ah ah!
He let out bursts of screams, turned pale, then rolled his eyes and fainted.
Lao Li in the security booth witnessed the whole process, picked up another electric baton, and was about to go up to rescue Lao Zhao.
At this moment, the boy in the rain glanced at him and moved his fingers slightly.
boom!
The door to the security booth slammed shut, followed by a click, and the door bolt was locked tightly.
"Monster, monster!" Lao Li's eyes widened, his whole body trembled, and then he rolled his eyes and passed out.
The young man turned his head and walked straight towards the huge iron gate.
There was a creaking sound, and the three-meter-high iron fence door seemed to be squeezed by an invisible hand, twisting and deforming, leaving a gap for one person to pass through.
The golden light in the young man's eyes slowly extinguished, and his face under the black raincoat did not change at all. The rainwater slid down the raincoat and fell to the ground.
Hua Hua Hua Hua...
Like a black ghost in the rain, he walked toward the manor step by step.