I play prophet in Salvation Organization

With his hands in his hands, Wang Guangyao glanced at the gate in front of him in confusion.

Glancing down at the girl next to him, he coughed, "You too... were called here?"

The girl beside him listened to his words, raised her head, and glanced at him.

This look is somewhat unfamiliar.

This made Wang Guangyao a little embarrassed.

It's not the first time he and this girl have met, not to mention seeing him at his relative's house before, because Qi Guang is Wang Weizheng's friend, and they have met each other more or less once or twice.

It's just that even now, the relationship between him and this girl is still the same as the first time they met, and the other party can't remember him at all.

Scratching his head, Wang Guangyao sighed.

They are now at the door of the Prophet.

Originally the prophet called them, as if he wanted to say something to them.But then a pretty dark-haired girl walked into the room before them, so they had to stop outside.

The sound in the room was not too low, but because of the sound insulation problem, Wang Guangyao could only hear some words.It seems to be something... inexplicable words like "Zou Ye" and "Hundred Ghosts".

Probably refers to an important person or organization.

Wang Guangyao thought so in his heart, and was extremely sure about this point.

Ever since Wang Weizheng pulled him closer to the grotesque world hidden under reality, he seemed somewhat decadent.

If you don't know anything, you can still be a carefree, happy rice bug.But once you raise your head and see the dark clouds under the sky, you will feel a pain in your head.

Wang Guangyao now feels his head hurts like hell.

Maybe it was because of his previous experience in the abandoned hospital, or maybe it was because of his own personality problems. After learning that the future might become worse than the present, Wang Guangyao didn't want to work hard in an instant.

It's not that he feels useless after working hard, it's just a feeling that he should learn some means to preserve himself in the future rather than participating in daily study and life.

If you learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, how can you ensure that you will not be torn apart in front of monsters in the future?
Could it be that memorizing the table of multiplication formulas can make those aliens astonished as heavenly beings and treat themselves as guests.

So Wang Guangyao didn't become a complete useless person like Wang Weizheng thought. He just felt that the things he learned so far would be difficult to apply in the future, so he was thinking about how to learn some skills that would be useful in the future.

This cannot be blamed on Wang Weizheng.

Director Wang has been really busy recently, and he doesn't have much time to take care of Wang Guangyao, and Wang Guangyao himself still has parents. Although it is not very common on weekdays, he occasionally chats on the phone and so on.

And such a chat directly shocked Wang Guangyao's parents.

They suddenly discovered that their son doesn't seem to like going to school very much recently, and absenteeism is often seen.In addition, he seems to often hang out in various special areas, and sometimes he is regarded as a suspicious guy and arrested by the police.

In addition, his expenses have gradually increased.According to the observation of Wang Guangyao's parents, their children often buy protein powder, testosterone and other things in some stores, which seem to be planning some weird plans.

Moreover, Wang Guangyao was quite absent-minded when talking with them. He often chatted with his mind and seemed to think about things far in the future. Before the college entrance examination, the choice of volunteers was also hesitant.

All these things made Wang Guangyao's parents feel that something serious happened to their child.It's either a campus loan, or someone cheated me of something important.

So they approached Wang Weizheng.

But Wang Wei was thinking about it, and felt that the only thing that caused Wang Guangyao's head pain recently was the dinner not long ago.

So he thought about it for a while, and he felt that Wang Guangyao should have turned on the bad mode, and felt that the end of the world was coming soon, so he didn't have to work hard anymore.

Faced with such a situation, Wang Weizheng really had no choice.

On the one hand, he is a very serious person, and he doesn't know how to pull Wang Guangyao back to the path he thinks is right; on the other hand, it is because he is too busy now.

In the end, he felt that Bering should have a solution.

Not because of the identity of the "prophet", or rather, not only because of Bering's identity.

Wang Weizheng thought this way because he took a look and found that the people under Bering were somewhat young and naive.

Gathering so many people together to educate, probably Bering is quite good at guiding innocent and simple young people.At least in the Ming Dynasty, there are many people who Wang Weizheng thinks are quite talented, such as Ding Yan, Ji Qianqin, etc., not to mention Song Qingci who was later abducted.

From this point of view, Bering probably has his own unique insights in planning his life, and Wang Weizheng feels relieved when he entrusts Wang Guangyao to him.

At least better than Wang Weizheng himself.

Wang Weizheng thought about it for a while, and felt that if he was allowed to plan the road for Wang Guangyao, then he would probably take him with him, throw a knife at him, arrange several alien species for him, and then lock them in In the cage, under the premise of ensuring that the alien species would not kill Wang Guangyao, he was severely trained.

He is very familiar with this set - because Wang Weizheng himself was trained by Qing Guang in this way.

It's okay for Wang Weizheng to be sympathetic to his subordinates, and it's really hard for him to let him guide a novice from scratch.

Not to mention Wang Weizheng, Qing Guang himself is not very good at raising children.Otherwise, the An Jianxiu and Wang Weizheng he met seemed a bit inexplicable.

From this point of view, it must be Bering!

Of course, Wang Guangyao, the person involved, didn't know what his uncle was thinking.

He just felt more and more embarrassed now.

After coughing for a long time, he still couldn't think of any topics to bring the relationship between the two closer.

I always feel that no matter what I say, the girl named "Han Qianqiu" on the opposite side will stare at me with eyes as pure as lake water, without saying a word, just watching.

Such a person, even if those social phobias are separated, I'm afraid they will be numb.

Wang Guangyao thought that his social skills should not be too bad, but in the end he was defeated in front of Han Qianqiu.

Fortunately, at the end, the sound of opening the door interrupted Wang Guangyao's embarrassing situation.

With a "squeak", the bronze wooden door opened and closed from the middle, revealing the simple furnishings inside.

Bright light came out from the door, accompanied by the sound of regular footsteps, and fell on the floor in front of Wang Guangyao.

He looked up, only to find an unusually bright girl with fluttering long hair, stepping on gentle footsteps, slowly coming out of the door.

Noticing Wang Guangyao's gaze, the girl turned her head and smiled at him.

"Hello," she said in Mandarin, which is not very proficient, "it's your turn."

Not Chinese?
Wang Guangyao had a rough guess in his mind: "Is it from the island country?"It still looks pretty. '

While thinking so in his heart, he nodded quickly: "Thank you, thank you."

As a newcomer who has just entered the industry, Wang Guangyao knows all too well what kind of big bosses these seemingly glamorous and unintimidating guys will be behind their backs.

Among other things, the man in the room with a pale face and almost powerless looks is also an absolute boss who is trusted by his uncle?

So Wang Guangyao didn't understand anything else, at least he has mastered the matter of "lower attitude".

After being teased by him like this, the girl was obviously taken aback slightly.

She glanced at Wang Guangyao, nodded towards him with a smile, and then left the corridor.

Only Wang Guangyao and Han Qianqiu were left together, watching with big eyes.

After a while, it was Wang Guangyao who was the first to muster up the courage.

He knocked on the wooden door, and said boldly, "You... hello, I'm Wang Guangyao..."

Not long after, a gentle voice came from inside the door: "Please come in."

Only then did Wang Guangyao heave a sigh of relief after getting permission.

He secretly glanced at Han Qianqiu next to him, and found that the little girl was still expressionless, so he could only grit his teeth secretly and push open the wooden door.

As soon as he opened the wooden door, he saw a familiar figure sitting behind the large wooden table.

Bering leaned back on the chair, pointed to the chair in front of him, and motioned for the two to sit down.

Wang Guangyao and Han Qianqiu took two steps forward at the same time, each found a chair and sat down, one tall and one short, looking like dominoes.

But Bering straightened his body, pushed away the teacup in front of him, and asked casually: "The Dahongpao and pearl milk tea, according to the instructions, probably haven't expired. If necessary, you can drink it at will."

He smiled and said, "I just chatted with you for a while, not to torture or to criticize, just to talk about life and ideals between friends."

Listen to his voice.

Wang Guangyao looked down at the teacup in front of him.

Sure enough, there were shallow ripples in the teacup in front of him, probably not long after brewing, the temperature and taste should be perfect.

... If it wasn't for the pearl milk tea in it, Wang Guangyao would probably feel very comfortable.

He turned his head and glanced at Han Qianqiu beside him, only to find that the girl was already holding the teacup and sipping it in small sips. After noticing Wang Guangyao's gaze, she turned her head and looked at her in puzzlement.

Looking at Han Qianqiu's appearance, Wang Guangyao really couldn't tell the matter of exchanging drinks.

According to the normal situation, shouldn't he drink black tea, and a girl like Han Qianqiu drink pearl milk tea?
...although he does like drinking sweet things.

Looking up at Bai Ling, he noticed the smile in the prophet's eyes. Wang Guangyao knew that his thinking might have been seen through.

He could only hold up the pearl milk tea in embarrassment, put it in his mouth, and then bit the wall of the milk tea cup with his teeth.

... so delicious.

Wang Guangyao felt ashamed of himself for giving up so simply and neatly.

Bering looked at Wang Guangyao with a smile.

He still remembered the first time he saw the boy not long ago.

It always feels like a long time has passed, among other things, the Witch beat herself once, and so many things happened in between, it really makes people feel that it has been a long time.

"Wang Weizheng said that you can't see much hope for your future life," Bering said, and tapped the pen in his hand, "Because of the lack of a fulcrum to work hard, even daily life has become chaotic."

After hearing Bering's voice, Wang Guangyao put down his teacup with an anxious expression on his face.

He was about to say something, but was interrupted by Bering: "Of course, this is just Wang Weizheng's own thoughts."

"He is a very accurate guy, but because of his serious, upright and conservative personality, he has a neutral view of many new things, which is normal."

Bering put down the pen in his hand: "I know you don't think so. Although we haven't met many times, I believe you are not a person who gives up easily. Otherwise, when the hospital was abandoned, you I have long since abandoned my classmates and fled for my life."

"Let me guess, the reason why you messed up your life is because you feel that what you put in now will not reap the intended results in the future?"

Bering said calmly: "What you want to learn is not what you are currently studying, but some... more practical skills."

"For example, like your uncle, using a sword becomes an almost instinctive breath, or like Qi Guang, who can always deal with abnormal events calmly and without flaws..."

Looking at Wang Guangyao, Bai Ling's smile was a bit meaningful: "Or, like me, always one step ahead of others, and have a panoramic view of the ripples of fate?"

heard.

Wang Guangyao's eyes suddenly lit up.

He could hardly control his excitement, and leaned forward suddenly: "Is it okay?!"

If Wang Weizheng and Qi Guang can only be called yearning, then "predicting the future"... This is almost an undisguised temptation!
The smile in his eyes became stronger, and Bai Ling leaned back slightly: "Of course not."

"Everyone's abilities are discovered by themselves, just as few people know what they look like when they are born, and no one knows their strengths from the beginning," Bering said, "Do you think your uncle How long did it take you to find your specialization, and how long do you think Qi Guang hesitated before he came up with countless practical solutions?"

Nodding his head, Bering's voice gradually calmed down: "So your current problem is not what you think, that you can't use your energy when dealing with the target. On the contrary, the problem you really need to face now is—— You are too ambitious."

"During this period, your energy was too scattered. Although you tried a lot, you still couldn't find something that really suits you. Unfortunately, the urgency of time made you have to act urgently, and formed an endless loop."

"This process probably continues until you find something you are really good at, which may be a month, it may be a year, it may even be ... a lifetime."

Hearing Bering's voice, Wang Guangyao opened his mouth.

But in the end he didn't say anything.

He himself was faintly aware of this.

He is too impatient now, desperately trying to find the skills that can really be used, but forgets that these skills may require persistent exercise.Otherwise, it would be difficult for them to become Wang Guangyao's real help.What's more, they might not appear at all.

Glancing at the troubled Wang Guangyao, Bai Ling smiled and said, "Of course, impatience is not a purely bad thing. Sometimes, keeping your mentality under a little pressure is also good for you."

He threw the pen casually, and hit the trash can behind Wang Guangyao accurately: "In fact, ordinary people are not incapable of becoming hunters against alien species. I know a person, although he is still young and has not even entered high school. Graduated, but she has an amazing talent in firearms. In a conspiracy that happened not long ago, she relied on her talent in firearms to protect her companions and survive until the arrival of reinforcements."

firearms……

Looking at Bai Ling, Wang Guangyao's eyes flickered again: "Could it be that you mean that I have guns..."

"No," Bering interrupted him before he finished speaking, "Just like I said before, everyone's talents are different, so there's no need to copy them mechanically."

"What I mean by this is that, as a person who has never touched a gun before, after experiencing some special circumstances, she was able to use the gun so perfectly..."

Bering said calmly, "You can do the same."

"Everyone's destiny trajectory is completely different. Some people may not realize the profound truth in a lifetime, but under subtle catalysis, they will bloom beautiful flowers. The same is true for you—a talent you can't imagine, only It needs a little guidance to grow into a magnificent towering tree."

Leaning forward slightly, Bering smiled and said, "And I have such ability."

"You probably haven't forgotten what my name is, have you?"

Hearing this, Wang Guangyao stared blankly at Bai Ling.

It took him a while to understand: "Could it be...you...!"

Seeing Wang Guangyao who was inexplicably excited, Bai Ling nodded slightly.

Although he actually doesn't understand anything now, it doesn't prevent him from making a big deal for Wang Guangyao with a set of words.

It's not like he can see the future decades later, who knows what the future Wang Guangyao is suitable for.

Moreover, Wang Guangyao is not the strong man recorded in the diary, and Bering actually didn't think about his training plan.

But one thing is true.

With him around, Wang Guangyao could really avoid many detours.

At least take him by your side for now, among other things, at least his mind is pretty good.Recently, Wang Weizheng is not busy, so he probably can't take care of Wang Guangyao.If Wang Guangyao were to be wasted like this, I'm afraid he would really accomplish nothing.

Although it is troublesome to say that it is a little troublesome, Wang Weizheng has made a promise anyway, and Bai Ling doesn't mind spending a little more effort for the strongest combat force in the country.

So he picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and then said: "Later, I will send you a mobile phone, which contains tomorrow's artificial intelligence."

"Through this artificial intelligence, you go to someone called 'undertaker,'" Bering said, "and she will tell you what you should exercise next."

As the ceiling of human strength, Lin Bi certainly knows how to exercise.

Moreover, even Wang Weizheng couldn't find anything wrong with her exercise method.

With her helping to watch, I'm afraid Wang Guangyao will be so tired that he would fall asleep as soon as he touches the pillow.

While exercising may not be of much use, a good physique will make it easier for him to face trouble in the future.

And it saves money on going to the gym to find a trainer.

I was really considerate, and saved another fortune for Wang Weizheng.

I have to find some time to settle accounts with him in the future to see if I can squeeze more resources out of that trade union.

Thinking of this, Bering took another sip of tea, and then spit out the tea in his mouth.

Afterwards, they brought Wang Guangyao to Xinhai and asked him to see the world.

Well, the perfect arrangement.

Thinking of this, Bai Ling waved his hand towards Wang Guangyao: "Okay, let's go down."

Watching Bering's actions.

Even though the excitement in his heart was uncontrollable, Wang Guangyao forcibly suppressed his restless mood, bent over to Bai Ling and said, "Yes!"

After saying this, he left Bering's room in a panic, and went to the web weaver in the hall to ask for his mobile phone.

But Bai Ling glanced at Wang Guangyao's back, and then turned his gaze back to Han Qianqiu.

This time, his face was not as gentle as before.

He put down the teacup in his hand and said slowly, "I'm thinking about what to call you."

"Do I call you Han Qianqiu, or... Ms. Pale?"

After hearing Bering's words.

Han Qianqiu finally raised his head and looked at Bai Ling silently.

After a while, she finally said, "Ms. Pale...I don't know."

"However, I feel very familiar." She frowned slightly, and she couldn't find it if she didn't look carefully, "I...is it her?"

Looking at the girl in front of him, there was no surprise on Bering's face.

He said calmly, "You can understand it that way, but it's not absolute."

As he spoke, Bering changed his subject: "I remembered that when I met you for the first time, I felt that dead air from your body that was somewhat similar to mine. I thought it might be because of your past experience. .”

"But later, I also felt an aura opposite to yours in a certain person. It's just that she has a dead-like appearance, but she has a brilliant vitality."

"And you have a beautiful face, but you can't stop the death breath on your body," he said, "So I think, you probably did complement each other before."

"However, it was beyond my expectation. The other half of Ms. Pale's separation from her body turned out to be a human being. It seems that not only 'life' and 'death', but also 'alien' and 'human' are both Part of her opposition?"

Thinking of this, Bering said with a low smile: "Interesting, no wonder she can be one of the people who set foot on the throne."

Listening to his voice, Han Qianqiu's expression remained unchanged except for the blankness at the beginning.

She looked at Bering quietly, her eyes were like a flat lake, beautiful but lifeless.

"Can... tell me a little bit?" Han Qianqiu whispered, "Ms. Pale's... things."

Hearing this, Bering said flatly, "Of course."

He spread out his notebook, turned it 180 degrees, and presented it in front of Han Qianqiu.

After Han Qianqiu took a look, his almond-like pupils shrank slightly.

What was presented in front of her at this moment was a detailed portrait.