MTL - Lord of End of World-~ Chapter 172

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Federal Year 463, Kyoto, China

A huge semi-circular energy film enveloped the sky above Kyoto, emitting a faint glow under the scorching sun. This layer of energy film is a great invention that scientists have gained from the field of space abilities, and it took nearly a hundred years to develop. With it, humans do not have to fear the sun and the ubiquitous radiation pollution in the air, and the land and water can be used with confidence.

However, there are bound to be disadvantages. It has been sheltered by the energy film for hundreds of years. Human resistance to radiation pollution is getting lower and lower, and it is no longer free to walk in the wilderness of the mountains like the last world. Without the protection of the isolation suit, they will be dehydrated and comatose in less than twenty-four hours. Close your eyes, they may never wake up again, or they may become unconscious zombies, strangled by the federal army.

It took 675 years for humans to defeat the zombies to regain the ownership of the earth. Then the Eastern Continent and the Western Continent each established a federal republic, which was called the first year of the Federation. Now, thousands of years have passed, humans have cleared zombies and put an end to pollution. The only thing that can compete with humans is the four exotic animals and horrible mutant plants. However, these two creatures were also expelled from the city by the EFF. The human beings gradually became weaker due to the reduction of natural enemies, and the strength could no longer be compared with the last days of the millennium.

However, the worship of human beings and the pursuit of power are the obsessions carved into the bones. Many people give up the comfortable life in the city, go into the primitive jungle experience, and more people choose to come to Kyoto, China. The college is studying further.

Today is the college's annual ability test. The big square is crowded with young boys and girls of sixteen or seven years old, waiting for the number plate in their hands. They are all first-year students at Longteng College and will be promoted to the second year next year. Before that, they need to test their abilities and then divide them according to their ability. The talented person is destined to fly into the sky, and the talent is flat and can only accept the fate of fiddling.

After thousands of years of evolution, abilities have long been called abilities, but are divided into magic and vindictiveness. Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, and ice are the most common magical units, and the mind system is divided into bright magic and dark magic. The martial arts fighters are evolved from the abilities of the abilities, and their social status is far lower than that of the magician.

The tests on the square began to be carried out in an orderly manner. Just pick up the uncharacteristic stone and you will be able to see the future of these children in a few seconds. Determining the fate of a person is an extremely serious and extremely prudent event. All the dean and vice-presidents of the college have long been waiting to look at the children with ardent eyes.

In the crowd, several teenagers waiting for the number plate to start to look for a topic to chat in order to relieve their inner tension, they are a bedroom, the numbers are connected together, some blond, some black eyes, and some Dark skin. Can be admitted to Longteng College, their family is top-notch, the appearance of temperament is all outstanding, but listen to their conversation, it is clear that some people have not yet reached home.

"Hey, look at the big man, I know that he has no magic, looks like a bull, and only has a temper." Black hair, black eyes, looks handsome, but with a sharp teenager in the eyebrows taunts.

"What is the practice of vindicting? The temperament can also become a strong. If you are promoted to the Wusheng level, it is enough to kill all the magicians." The same is a dark-skinned black-haired, but the thin and weak teenager looks very delicate and faint. His dark cat squinted at the person who had spoken before, and the pink thin lips twitched slightly, even if it was angry.

"Wu Sheng is so easy to cultivate? There have been no Wusong in the East and West for more than 500 years. You will really dream." The sharp-shouldered boy smiled and his tone was even more frivolous.

The cat and the boy still want to refute, but the stage began to shout 129. He looked at the number plate in his hand, took a look at the sharp-minded teenager, and applied it to the stage.

The sharp-minded boy waved his fist against his back and whispered, "Mulberry, fake high!"

"You are enough!" Blonde, handsome and handsome, the temperament of the young boy screamed, apparently very angry at his insult to the cat and boy.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness." The sharp-minded boy immediately bowed his head and admit his mistake. His posture was humble. In front of this person's status is not that they can compare, in order to win the other side's good feelings, he hollowed out the mind, however, only to go up to the person do nothing, just a light smile can get the full attention of this person, call him How can I not?

The blond teenager did not respond, and the eyes looked at the test bench without hesitation, and the clenched fist on his side showed his nervousness and anticipation.

The cat and the boy greeted the dean and the principal, and the excellent attitude immediately gained their goodwill. The juvenile gently held the non-essential stone, waiting for the stone to shine. Three seconds later, the stone did not respond. After half a minute passed, the stone still did not respond, and even the faint white light showing vindictiveness did not appear.

This kind of situation is very rare in the aristocratic circle. Their excellent blood is destined for their children to inherit certain abilities. It is not magic or vindictive. If there is no such thing, they have to doubt the authenticity of the child's blood. Because only humble civilians will give birth to such mediocre children.

The sharp-minded teenager smirked and laughed loudly. "There is no reaction. He usually never talks about his family. It will not be a wild species born to any nobles and civilians. Civilians are civilians. How can you disguise?" Will reveal your despicable nature!"

"You shut up!" The blond teenager was angry and low-lying. how could be? So how can a dazzling person have no ability? But what about this? His position in his heart will never change. Thinking of this, the blond teenager quickly calmed down and waved at the attendant.

Without measuring ability, the teenager will soon be dismissed by the college. He has to help the teenager to arrange the way back.

The attendant had not yet squeezed to the vice-president, but the principal suddenly appeared. He walked over to the teenager who had a light expression and was not discouraged and depressed. He bent a little and bowed a half, and his attitude was respectful.

The crowd that had been ridiculed and continually calmed down. The principal of Longteng College, the only firewood and double system of the East and the West, even the Federal Head of State saw the transcendental existence of the righteous salute. At this moment, he was present to a half-year-old boy. Did they have hallucinations?

However, this illusion continues. The teenager was not flattered, just stood up straight, accepted the respect of the principal, and then slightly reached out to help the principal, the natural noble gesture far better than all the royals.

The two whispered a few words, and the principal reached out and made an invitation gesture. The teenager followed behind him and boarded a suspended car that had already waited on the edge of the playground.

The car went on and the test that was interrupted began to work normally. Naturally, where the teenager just went has become the hottest topic for everyone.

Staring at the black spots that disappeared into the sky, the blond teenager suddenly smirked and laughed, and the laughter was full of self-deprecating. It turned out that he and the teenager were so far apart, far beyond his imagination!

"His Royal Highness, what's wrong with you?" The sharp tone of the boy's voice was a bit of a sneak peek. "You don't feel bad, just a slut. You are not worthy to stand by your side and go."

"You have to be careful when you talk later. Don't always have a mouthful of people. Even if you are a descendant of the second family of the Chinese family, you have offended him, and your family can't keep you. Even my country can't." Counterbalance." The blond teenager warned coldly.

"His Royal Highness, what joke are you doing?" The sharp-minded boy waved his hand.

"You didn't see the totem printed on the door of the car just now? It was a scorpion's 'Gong' word, Yuze surnamed Gong, even the principal saw him to be half-hearted, which means no need to teach me again. You?" The teenager despised each other and spoke slowly.

The face of the sharp-minded teenager became pale and white, and the people around him also showed a horrified expression, stuttering and asking, "Black, black blood family? The legendary hidden family?"

"Yes, the black blood family. So, you should mention his attitude to be humble, even if there is no power now, the future rain will become the strongest in the world." Blonde teenager sighs Leave the crowd alone. He needs a quiet corner to calm down the turbulent mood.

The black-blooded family has forced the seven major families that control the world's political and business circles to have taboos.

The people of the black-blooded family are not afraid of radiation, nor are they afraid of the poison of mutated plants and exotic animals. They can walk freely in the wilderness and the jungle without isolation suits. They are rampant, they are free and easy, they are the darlings of heaven. However, the reputation of the black-blooded family is not only derived from the unparalleled advantages of their blood, but also from their ancestors.

The **** of war, Gong Lijun, who is revered as the Lord of Salvation, is the first patriarch of this family. In addition, the first law of all the departments comes from this family, Song Haoran, Lin Wenbo, He Wei, Dou Heng... ...these names are just enough to shock the entire continent. So many infinitely close to God's strong followers around Gong Lizhen, for his life, no regrets. Gong Lijun’s personal charm can even dump the unintentional dark race. His great achievements, even after a thousand years of precipitation, are enough to make people look up.

The glory that they have concluded has made the black-blooded family show up to this day, no one has ever surpassed; their age is a difficult time and a glorious era. Without the struggle of the black blood family, the East China will not have today's status, and the Chinese nation will not become the first of the Eastern Confederation.

This family is full of mystery, but the most eye-catching is the way they teach their children. As everyone knows, the black blood family is the only aristocrat who will give birth to ordinary people. However, the more they can't measure the descendants of the power attribute, they pay more and more attention, and almost do their best to teach. But the results are often not worthy of their family glory, they can always teach the most mediocre descendants to the top of the strong, this is also the place that the seven families can not match.

If Gong Yuze comes from other families, he is destined to destroy in his life, but he is from an unusual black blood family, then his future will be unlimited!

Realizing this, the arrogance of the sharp face of the teenager disappeared. When he was born, he felt powerless even when he was envious.

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At the same time, the mongoose boy who was brought back to the family was taking a practice from the patriarch. The whole part of the exercises is written with a brush. The dragons and phoenixes are written in the dragon. They are powerful and open. The four characters of the reverse pulse are coming into the eye with a strong momentum.

The young man shook his hand and asked excitedly. "Father, is this the practice of the God of War?"

"Yes, sit down and sit down, read the first page of the heart of the operation of Dan Tian, ​​try to have a reaction. If there is a reaction, you will become a rumored disciple of the God of War, shoulder the fate of the entire family, if there is no response, here also There are several other exercises left by adults, you only need to study hard, and the future will become a strong." The majestic middle-aged man looks cautiously.

The son did not measure the property. To be honest, he was not only disappointed, but he was very happy. The longer the son is, the more he is like the God of War. He always has a hunch in it. The God of War is expecting more than two hundred years. The dying person who is still dying is probably his own son.

The boy immediately sat down on his knees and meditated on the operation of Dantian. After half an hour, he opened his eyes and said to the middle-aged man who was eager to show his eyes. "Father, I think the lower abdomen is very hot and comfortable. You can let me practice alone. A moment?"

"You continue." The voice of the middle-aged man suddenly became very hoar, as if he was forbearing. He slowly walked out of the practice room and walked through a display rack at the door of the room, and was struck by the 11 large transparent crystal nucleus on the frame.

This is the nucleus of 11 zombie emperors, scattered four hundred years ago in the most powerful 11 ​​free city states on the East. After the successful development of the moat energy film, 11 city owners successively sent back the crystal nucleus to show respect for the war gods and the black blood family. This was originally something belonging to the **** of war, and no one is qualified to own them. Nowadays, the energy in the nucleus has slowly dissipated, but they are 11 monuments, telling the brilliant past of the ancestors.

"How?" Five white-haired old men saw the man coming out and quickly went to ask.

The middle-aged man covered the door and took a deep breath and nodded.

"Good! Good! Good!" The old man who spoke first said three good words in a row, and his tone was very excited. In this way, the glory of the black-blooded family can continue for another thousand years, and they can finally see their famous ancestors with peace of mind.