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Chapter Thirteen Transformation

"It seems that there is still enough time."

As soon as he walked out of the room, Ning Feng quickly figured out where he was.

The top floor of the Watch Club's Pen City branch is a single room nicknamed the Presidential Suite.

As a preparatory operator who has been trained here all year round, although I have not actually lived in the single rooms on the upper floors, I am still very familiar with this place.

After identifying the location on the map on the wall, Ning Feng quickly walked towards the elevator.

Exquisite decoration, this place is different from the mysterious building imagined by many people. It is full of highly modern devices.

As the big brother of the entire awakened world, he does not hide in the sewers as shown in some film and television works.

This world is not the Blue Star of the parallel world, it is somewhat similar but different.

Because there was a great union of mankind in the Dark Ages, cultures have been intermingling for a long time, and in a thousand years, they have reached a situation where you always have me, and I have you.

Although most people on the street have black hair and black eyes, blond hair and blue eyes are not uncommon.

National power exists, but there are always some shadows of awakened organizations behind it.

The watch party is even more special, with a somewhat transcendent feeling.

It is more like an existence hidden above the clouds, overlooking all living beings below.

Watch Club branches in various places have their own style of doing things, and most of them are not completely hidden.

Far from being hidden, the Watch Society's branch in Bincheng is extremely high-profile and is directly located in the most prosperous area of ​​the city center.

On the surface it looks like a magnificent large-scale luxury shopping mall.

Of course, although it is a shopping mall, it needs to be separated from ordinary people to a certain extent. On the surface, it is a high-end shopping mall that prohibits non-members from entering.

The decoration is luxurious but empty, and there is no profit at all. Naturally, it is regarded as a short-selling shop used for some money laundering.

However, year after year, when the nearby Jiawang shop put up a rental sign, this shopping mall remained strong.

It's like a noble and cool woman, looking coldly at the little bitches around her posing and trying to get ahead, without even bothering to pay attention.

This mysterious attitude has also attracted the curiosity of many Internet celebrities who visit the store. From time to time, some warriors will try to sneak in to explore the secrets.

This kind of seeking death usually has two consequences.

Those who are sincere in admitting their mistakes and have a certain amount of talent will be asked to leave after being informed of some extraordinary knowledge. As for the future, the Watch Club will not care.

His attitude was average, but there was no malicious intention. His memory was modified by a professional in the mental spectrum and thrown out, and then he woke up and forgot all about it.

Um?

You ask, what about people who have a bad attitude and are full of malice?

Didn’t you say that?

There are only "two" destinations.

There is no place for such a person.

The Watch Society does not rely on kindness to gain a foothold in this world.

"It's strength."

After Ning Feng digested the news about Ariana, the biggest thought in his mind was that he was not strong enough.

Do you want to stop this?

If he had the ability, of course he wouldn't mind stopping it. He didn't want to see it all destroyed.

"The premise is that if I have the ability..."

But Ning Feng is more aware of his own powerlessness.

Looking at his reflection on the corridor window, Ning Feng raised his lips at a weak angle.

Now that I am not even an awakened person, I still want to stop the gods. I really think too much.

Staring at his own reflection, Ning Feng noticed a new violation.

"It seems a little...too pretty, right?"

This is not Ning Feng's stinky beauty.

Although he couldn't see clearly, the reflection of him was indeed slightly different from the past.

The overall appearance has not changed, but many small flaws have been fine-tuned, bringing his overall temperament to a higher level.

With thick eyelashes, a delicate face, and deep eyes, coupled with a tall figure, Ning Feng is a bit handsome and unreal.

But this is not a feminine look. In addition to her height, her figure has not changed after exercise, so she will not be mistaken for a woman.

"I'll just go up, hi! Wife~"

Ning Feng: "?"

When I post a question mark, it's not that I have a problem, it's that I think you have a problem.

Joking laughter rang in his ears, and Ariana joked in his mind:

"Stop admiring your beauty. You will have plenty of time to enjoy the convenience it brings to you. Aren't you worried about being late?"

Looking back from the window, Ning Feng no longer thought about these trivial matters and continued to walk slowly.

"It doesn't matter. She's very close. I should be the one waiting for her."

The old place mentioned in Jiang Wan's text message is actually not that far away at all.

There really aren't many places that the two of them can call their old haunt.

The community where his parents lived before their accident, the home where he was adopted by the elderly, and the branch of the Watch Club where they spent training time together.

The first two places are the sad places for the two of them. Except for paying homage and cleaning every year on their death anniversary, they don’t go back often.

"Then it will only be there."

Infirmary No. 9 is located in the far corner of the training ground.

Because of its remote location, few people were willing to walk there, and it became a private space for the two of them to spend time for a long time.

Not in a hurry to rush over, Ning Feng slowed down and became familiar with everything in his body, gradually getting used to his new bloodline.

Ning Feng was actually not particularly dissatisfied with the succubus's bloodline. After all, it sounded like his abilities in certain aspects would be very good.

As long as the traditional arts of Chinese men need to be strong throughout their lives, they can pay any price as long as they are effective.

Moreover, he is not old-fashioned and does not insist on the purity of human blood.

meaningless.

During those three hundred years of darkness and turmoil, there were countless examples of intermarriage between humans and supernatural beings for various reasons, leaving behind countless mixed-blood heirs.

Although the humans in this world were weak at that time, they were a magical race with a terrifyingly tolerant power.

It seems that the concept of racial segregation does not exist at all, and regardless of the race, all can be born after combining.

Half elf, half demon, half dwarf, half dragon...

This has also led to the pitiful lack of pure-blooded humans today. More than 90% of humans have a certain degree of extraordinary biological blood, but it is so weak that it is difficult to detect.

What's more, the bodies of those awakened ones who follow the path of bloodline genealogy will more or less change when they activate their abilities.

Animal ears, scales, canine teeth, tails, wings... After seeing these scenes too many times, few people still insist on the purity of their blood.

Nodding to colleagues passing by along the way, Ning Feng clearly felt the change in the attitude towards him.

Not only are women smiling more at themselves, but even some male colleagues who are not familiar with each other have more smiles on their faces when they meet.

"This is a society that values ​​appearance."

Ning Feng sighed to himself, but he didn't realize that their changes were not just because of the changes in his face.

It's more about temperament.

Although Ning Feng used to have excellent grades, he was considered a bit inaccessible to many people.

Not only does he have the oppressive temperament of a top student, but he also reveals a kind of indifference to life in his bones.

He is not withdrawn, but he does not have too many connections with people other than Jiang Wan, and he does not go beyond the rules or get too close.

Ning Feng ranks among the top three in training among all the people. Ninety percent of the scars on his body were left during independent training.

He was like an empty shell without a soul, continuing to move with the support of the last wave of faith.

Although he had a decent smile on his face, he still exuded a touch of alienation, as if he was wearing a mask.

Today's Ning Feng, after combining with his previous life, is more like an ordinary... handsome guy.

When Ning Feng finished adapting, he walked to the door of the infirmary and took out the spare key. Suddenly someone in his mind said with malicious intent:

"Speaking of which, this is a rare opportunity. Do you want to try using your charm?"

Ning Feng, who was about to push the door in, subconsciously wanted to refuse, but hesitated because it had to be said that this seemed to be a good opportunity.

Trying it with others risks being viewed as a hooligan, and may also hurt other people's feelings.

If you talk to Jiang Wan, you won't have so much to worry about.

After all, we are all so familiar with each other, right?

Since we have to test sooner or later, rather than accidentally hurting others...

Otherwise, give it a try?

"Besides, it's not good to hurt her..."

After all, there was no refusal. Ning Feng pushed open the door of the infirmary and was about to continue talking when he stayed at the door.

Because, he heard a solemn voice coming from inside:

"The pines sob, the sky sobs, the sorrow and joy recede, and relatives and friends shed tears."

In a deserted room that smelled of bleach, a woman in a white coat held a book and read in a solemn voice without looking back:

"Ning Feng, male, his parents passed away when he was young, and he was lonely all his life. He died at the age of twenty-two."

The corners of his eyes twitched violently, and Ning Feng felt that he should just slam the door and leave!

"He is a good person, a good assistant to the instructor, and a good role model for his colleagues. We have always respected him, but it's a pity... Huh? Are you here? Are you feeling well?"

I'm not good!

And you’re going to be in trouble too!

Damn you, I’m going to hurt you today, I said so!


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