Next to the open-air basketball court in Cangnan City, a tall young man was sitting in the shade of a tree, watching the live broadcast on his mobile phone screen and muttering to himself.
He kept flipping through the barrage next to him,
【The storm has stopped? How is this possible?!】
[This is unscientific... This is really unscientific! I majored in meteorology as an undergraduate, how could the clouds dissipate like this? And that is the sea! How can the sea be calmer than the lake surface?!]
[The figure in the red cloak raised his finger to the sky...The sky will be clear??]
【Who is he? Is he God?】
[They came out of that Shenlong base, they must be from our Daxia! What am I talking about! Daxia must be protected by someone!!!]
[I remembered that a brother mentioned above that I seemed to have encountered someone wearing a red cloak...]
[Yes, yes, I saw it too! So is the red cloak their symbol? Is it a secret organization of the Daxia military??]
[No way, I don’t believe this...it must be synthesized by special effects, and it is probably some kind of marketing method]
【……】
"Zhao Zhengbin! Do you still want to fight?"
While the boy was flipping through the barrage, a boy slapped a basketball and shouted from a distance.
Zhao Zhengbin looked at the time on his phone, clicked to close the live broadcast room, put his phone back in his bag, got up and walked outside the stadium.
"You guys fight first...I'm going back."
After saying goodbye to his companions, Zhao Zhengbin left alone along the street.
He skillfully put two wired headphones into his ears, turned on the music, and the noise on the street was completely separated from his world. He looked down at the ground, and the scene he just saw on the live broadcast appeared in his mind unconsciously.
On the roaring sea, the silver fortress stands majestically;
the thirteen crosses on which the gods were crucified;
That dark red figure pointing across the sky...
Infinite reveries filled his mind. He thought of the descriptions in the barrage, and the young man's blood in his heart burned uncontrollably...
Is there really such a group of extraordinary people in this world, silently guarding them?
Just when he couldn't help but turn on the live broadcast again, a figure bumped his shoulder from behind and ran forward in a hurry.
"Ah! Sorry, sorry! I didn't mean it!"
It was a boy who looked younger than himself. He was holding a tablet and stopped at the door of an old-fashioned office, waving to himself apologetically.
Zhao Zhengbin took off his headphones and was about to reply that it was okay, when the young man hurriedly opened the door and entered!
——Ding dong! Welcome!
"Sister Hongying!! Look! The existence of Shen Longguan has been exposed!"
"Ah? Where, where!"
"It's on this live broadcast...the corpses of those God Hunting Celebrations are still on it, and it's already gone viral on the Internet! I also saw Minister Wu Quan..."
As the glass door closed, Zhao Zhengbin did not hear the content behind it, but his footsteps stopped at the door of the office.
Shenlongguan?
Is it the military base with "Shen Long" written on it?
What is the Hunting God Festival?
Where did this boy who looked younger than himself hear these things?
Several questions flashed through his mind, and he subconsciously looked up at the plaque above the office:
——Peace Office.
Unable to suppress the doubts in his heart, after hesitating for a moment, Zhao Zhengbin mustered up the courage and pushed the door open.
——Ding dong! Welcome!
"Did Qiye show up?"
"No, but at this speed, I guess it will be faster... huh?"
In the office, two figures who were chatting turned their heads at the same time and looked at the tall young man who opened the door and walked in.
"Hello, what can I do..." Hongying was mid-sentence, when she saw the young man's face, she suddenly froze on the spot.
The air in the office suddenly became quiet.
"…Is there something on my face?"
Feeling Hongying's strange gaze, Zhao Zhengbin touched his face and asked doubtfully.
Hongying came back to her senses and shook her head, "No...no, do you need any help?"
"What...do you do here?"
Without waiting for Hongying to answer, Jia Shasha took the initiative to speak: "We are a firm and we will accept some commissions within our capabilities, including but not limited to investigating extramarital affairs, rescuing stray cats and dogs, and providing tutoring and rescue services to children below junior high school.
Abducted children, and..."
"What else?"
"Apart from these?" Jia Shasha was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Hongying, "No more?"
"Then, what are the Shenlong Pass and the Hunting God Festival you just mentioned?"
"Well, it's that live broadcast. There were people guessing on the live broadcast, and someone wrote a novel based on it overnight... I just flipped through it."
"……All right."
After hearing this answer, Zhao Zhengbin seemed a little disappointed. After saying "Excuse me", he turned around and pushed the door open.
"Sister Hongying, did I speak too loudly just now?" Jia Shasha realized that her words had attracted the other party, and she lowered her head to admit her mistake.
However, Hongying seemed not to have heard anything. She stood there, staring at Zhao Zhengbin's leaving back, and murmured to herself:
"It seems...it seems...it can't be such a coincidence, right?"
…
"Mom, I'm back."
Zhao Zhengbin opened the door with the key and said.
"Why are you coming back a little late today? The food you cooked is almost cold." A middle-aged woman stood up from the sofa, looked at the time, and walked straight to the kitchen, "Sit down and rest for a while, and I'll give it to you again."
Warm up the food."
"I was watching on the way...well, I was delayed for a while watching the news."
Zhao Zhengting changed his shoes and walked into the house. He first came to the corner of the living room, bowed to an altar table with black and white photos, and then walked to the kitchen.
"Mom, what's for dinner tonight?"
"Braised pork, stewed eggs, and braised eggplant."
"Three dishes?"
"It's the time when you're growing tall, so why don't you eat more?" the woman replied while heating the food, "Just in time, your father's pension has come down again today. I'll go to the vegetable market in the afternoon and give you more.
Buy something to make up for..."
Zhao Zhengbin was silent for a moment and sighed.
He walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. What was playing on the TV was the CCTV news channel. A dignified man in military uniform was sitting on one side of the screen, and on the other side was a highly qualified news host.
"... At the request of the general public, our evening news today invited a high-level official from the Daxia military to answer the hotly discussed topics today... Hello, Sir Lu."
"Hello, host."
"This afternoon, in the live broadcast room of the Pioneer Exploration Team, there were many pictures that looked like special effects... We have just interviewed the general manager of the Pioneer Exploration Team, and he said that the original intention of setting up the Pioneer Exploration Team is
To show the real world to the public, there is no such thing as special effects synthesis... What do you think of this?"