"Hundred Kings Hall, please step forward to enter the club!"
This voice was cold yet majestic, like a command from heaven, reverberating between heaven and earth, and also exploding in Shen Qian's ears.
Hall of Hundred Kings?
Invite me to join the club?
Shen Qian was startled and stopped where he was.
Gu Zifang and others only heard the thunder rolling, and the seven-colored dragon that looked like a substance swooped towards the ground, but Shen Qian still stood there blankly.
"Shen Qian!"
Ouyang Fei and others shouted anxiously and were about to pull Shen Qian away. However, the dragon was extremely fast. Before anyone could react, it had already crashed into the ground and exploded into countless colorful lights. Only Shen Qian stood there and was submerged.
The strong light made everyone squint their eyes subconsciously. When the light dissipated, Gu Zifang and others hurriedly opened their eyes to take a look.
Shen Qian still stood there blankly, and the ground around him was intact. This inexplicable dragon appeared like an illusion, and it seemed that... nothing happened?
Someone looked up and saw that the dark clouds in the sky had long since dissipated without a trace, as if they had never appeared.
If it weren't for each other confirming what happened just now from their companions, everyone would just think it was a dream.
They discussed it in amazement for a while, but no one could tell the reason.
"Maybe whose prank is it?"
A young man from a wealthy family dressed in extraordinary clothes said with a smile, "I have seen similar fireworks before, and they can even imitate the legendary calamity cloud and rain down the purple sky thunder, but the price is extremely expensive..."
This statement was quite convincing, and soon no one bothered about it anymore. It was assumed that someone was making a prank to relieve the pressure of the college entrance examination.
And the messenger from Qianxing Society had left at some point. Seeing that there was no more excitement, the crowd gradually dispersed.
Ouyang Fei and others haven't left yet, but they are just surrounding Shen Qian, who has a dull face, as if he is lost. They have tried calling several times, but Shen Qian seems to be in a daze and has no response at all.
Just when everyone was looking for help from their teacher, Shen Qian blinked and finally came to his senses.
"Shen Qian?" Seeing that Shen Qian's eyes finally seemed to have focus, Gu Zifang tried to call out.
"...I'm fine." Shen Qian took a deep breath, and his consciousness finally returned to reality.
"I saw that dragon bumped into you, but you were really shocked." Ouyang Fei breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it was just a false alarm!"
"I just heard someone over there saying that there are at least a million fireworks like this that can produce phenomena in the sky and the earth. I didn't know it was so boring..." Gu Zifang also shook his head.
"Fireworks?"
Shen Qian was confused when he heard this, and no one asked him about such a loud noise. He thought of some possibility, and couldn't help but asked, "You just... didn't hear any sound?"
"Voice?"
Everyone looked over in surprise.
"What sound?"
"Are you talking about the rolling thunder?"
When Shen Qian saw everyone's confused expressions, he realized that only he could hear the sound.
"Shen Qian, what's wrong?" Gu Zifang couldn't help asking after noticing that Shen Qian's expression was different.
"Well, I'm fine."
For a moment, Shen Qian didn't know how to explain it, because he hadn't fully understood the situation yet.
"Let's go and get some food done!"
Putting the golden ball in his hand into his pocket, Shen Qian smiled.
……
In an alleyway not far from the Provincial Gymnasium, Sun Ping, who looked confused and uncertain, was talking on the phone with his wristband.
"...A colorful dragon with golden light in its mouth...Yes, minister, I promise I'm not wrong!" Sun Ping said with great certainty.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, and then a solemn voice came out.
"If I remember correctly, this is a relatively old communication method that can only be deployed by princes after the disaster and before the communication base station is rebuilt. It can travel thousands of miles in an instant. I need to check the previous information to confirm it."< /p>
"Minister, you mean that a prince contacted Shen Qian just now?" Sun Ping asked in surprise, "Could it be true that the rumor that Shen Qian was accepted as a disciple by Marquis Jingcheng long ago is true?"
"No matter what the situation is, it shows that we may have made a mistake."
The other end of the phone said in confusion, "Regardless of whether he is a disciple of a prince or not, according to the information we have obtained, there is indeed no Shen Qian's name among the high-scoring candidates in the first two subjects. I even confirmed it twice. , what went wrong?"
"Actually, I don't think you need to be so entangled, Minister. We just act according to the rules."
Sun Ping thought for a while and persuaded, "This time the actual combat has limited the realm. The information we obtained temporarily is that Shen Qian may have reached more than the fifteenth floor, but the specific information cannot be confirmed, so naturally we can only use the assessment mechanism. What you did is understandable.”
"Forget it, since he refused, let's put this matter aside for now and talk about it later."
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have figured it out, and took a deep breath and said, "It's not a big problem even if you miss a genius. Will our Qianxing Society still lack such a genius?"
"This is exactly the truth, the minister is wise!" Sun Ping said with a smile.
……
The college entrance examination results will be announced in ten days.
For all candidates, these ten days are undoubtedly the happiest ten days of their lives so far.
There is no need to worry about the future for the time being. Parents will become particularly open-minded in these days, and will usually provide a "huge" amount of funds for activities... If you are not bored now, when will you wait?
When he stood next to the green wheat field outside the east gate of Ming City again, waiting for the arrival of the military, even with Shen Qian's current body, he couldn't help but rub his swollen eyebrows, feeling that he was still drunk. Eliminate.
On the day when the practical examination ended, the principals of Jingcheng gathered together to discuss and jointly made a report to the city government, allowing the candidates in Jingcheng to stay in the provincial capital for three days.
Naturally, Chai Haotian readily agreed.
As soon as the news came out, the Jingcheng candidates who could not contain their excitement went completely crazy.
On the first day, Shen Qian hung out with Gu Zifang and others, and drank a box of Mingcheng Daqu during dinner, drank ten dozen beers at the KTV, and finished with some bayberry wine as a late-night snack.
Under the agreement that cheating with vitality is not allowed, Shanhai can't bear to drink like this!
So Shen Qian turned over.
He didn't even know how to get back to the hotel.
Needless to say, the next day, Shen Qian, who had been absent from the party for the whole day, had to bite the bullet and attend the dinner party of Class 109 again.
Faced with Lao Wang and others who were drinking more and more, Shen Qian was not weak at all.
However, it was originally just a party for Class 109. Somehow, more and more people gathered, my dear, and it later turned into a party for the candidates of No. 7 Middle School.
As the current shining light of No. 7 Middle School, the owner of the most hidden old silver coin, and the mediocre school beauty, Shen Qian has become the main target of the fire.
So Shen Qian turned over again.
When he woke up on the third morning, Shen Qian looked at the red mark on his neck but couldn't remember which bitch had done it to him. He could only lament that the night was not guaranteed.
Originally, according to Shen Qian's original plan, on the third day, he should go to the Mingcheng Library to calm down and stop drinking. However, fifth senior brother Ling Xiao sent him another invitation.
No matter from the perspective of reason or gratitude, Shen Qian could not refuse the fifth senior brother.
Fortunately, this time there are only two people, Shen Qian and Ling Xiao.
The fifth senior brother took Shen Qian to a beautiful and refined club called Baihuayuan, located on the outskirts of the north of Mingcheng.
In a bamboo forest, the two of them were drinking and chatting. Next to them was a woman in ancient Chinese costume, warming wine or playing the piano. She was actually familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, and could participate in the conversation from time to time.
Later, Shen Qian found out that all the women in the club had a master's degree or above in liberal arts.
In short, although the third day was also drunk, it was the most pleasant day Shen Qian had.
The wine talked about the past and present, and the red sleeves added fragrance. Ling Xiao's Jianghu aura also infected Shen Qian. When they talked about their interests, the two drank and sang, extremely chic.
The most important gain is that Ling Xiao picked out some of his past experiences and told them to Shen Qian, which once again broadened Shen Qian's horizons.
For example, waste pickers also have a strict class organization and have even built some of their own town strongholds.
For example, there are also groups of monsters that are close to humans, and most of them are cats and dogs.
For example, powerful princes have a hidden privilege, that is, freedom of marriage. It is said that the World Martial Arts Association specially revised the law in consideration of the importance of genetic inheritance. This involves another secret that is not so secret.
That is to say, it is difficult for princes and powerful men to give birth to heirs. In fact, when reaching mountains and seas, people have already broken away from the normal boundaries of "humanity", and the reproduction of powerful lives will always be restricted by certain laws.
So in the end, Ling Xiao looked at Shen Qian playfully and said that it was very likely that he would receive various measures to urge marriage from official organizations after he turned twenty.
It was almost dawn before leaving. Shen Qian originally wanted to rush to pay the bill, but when he saw the six zeros on the back of the bill, he quietly gave up the idea.
Anyway, the senior brothers are all big dogs, well, except for Lao Liu... In short, Shen Qian can still accept the small care from his brothers with peace of mind.
"Coming!"
Gu Zifang, who was standing next to Shen Qian with a piece of grass in his mouth and humming a certain nightclub's divine song, suddenly said.
Shen Qian also heard the roar of the engine getting closer and closer, and military armored vehicles rushed out of the fog. They were the soldiers of the southwest army commander's right battalion.
"Brother Shen Qian!"
Song Ben, who jumped out of the leading armored vehicle and was dressed in military uniform, smiled and waved to Shen.
"Second Brother Song!"
Shen Qian smiled and greeted him.
He had a great liking for this forthright man, because he was Song Ye's younger brother, which is what Shen Qian called him.
"You smell like alcohol. It seems like you've been having a great time these days!" Song Ben and Shen Qian hugged each other and laughed.
"Brother Song seems to smell of blood. Are you going to fight?" Shen Qian also said with a smile.
"Securing a scavenger's stronghold is not a big deal." Song Ben waved his hand.
After some pleasantries, everyone got into the corresponding armored vehicles as assigned.
The vehicles started, and the vast armored convoy turned around, drove out of the suburbs of Mingcheng, and headed towards Jingcheng in the northwest.
The scenery in the restricted area was still full of wind and sand, chaotic and disorderly. As the vehicle started, Gu Zifang and others were a little drowsy.
After playing like crazy for three days, it seems that the fatigue came back to me only after a while.
Shen Qian was so happy that he was quiet. After chatting with Song Ben for a while, he sat in the corner. He turned his wrist and found a golden ball in his hand.
The past three days have been so busy that I couldn't even sleep peacefully. Shen Qian only had time to study the "Hundred King Palace" at this time.
When Shenlong sent a letter, apart from the brief invitation, what he really sent to him was the little golden ball in his hand.
The golden ball has also vibrated several times in the past few days, but Shen Qian never had time to check it.
As the mental power was concentrated, the golden ball gradually appeared illusory, and a ray of golden light that only Shen Qian could see extended out and disappeared into the center of Shen Qian's eyebrows.
Shen Qian closed his eyes slightly, his face gradually became dull, and his consciousness flashed. The next second, he had arrived in a strange space.
There is darkness all around.
There was only a beam of light where Shen Qian was.
At this time, another beam of light approached not far away, just like when Shen Qian was guided into this space by Shenlong for the first time.
The light came closer, and there was a tall woman wearing professional attire. Her long fiery red hair was tied up in a restrained manner, and the rimless glasses on the bridge of her nose gave her a bit of intellectuality.
"Dear Mr. Shen Qian, a reserve member of Baiwangdian, Attendant No. 98 Wan Ning is at your service."
"Hello."
When Shen Qian came in for the first time, he had already seen this woman named Wan Ning who claimed to be an attendant, so he was not surprised.
"Mr. Shen, have you considered it? Are you willing to accept the invitation from Baiwangdian to become a formal member?" Wan Ning said with a smile.
Time was tight that day, and Shen Qian only met Wan Ning once. He was woken up by Gu Zifang and others without saying a few words.
"I want to know first, what kind of organization is the 'Hundred Kings Palace'?"
Later, Shen Qian also searched for relevant information, but even on the official website of the Chinese Martial Arts Association, he could not find such an association at all.
What really shocked Shen Qian was that he originally wanted to consult with the knowledgeable Fifth Senior Brother, but he was "banned" again.
He cannot share the invitation information of the Hundred Kings Palace with anyone. As long as he has this thought, his mind will go blank, just like the mental imprisonment of the college entrance examination full score rule.
"The Hall of Hundred Kings was co-founded by King Jiangling, King Taiyi and King Qin Guang among the nine first kings of China. It aims to provide a platform for China's peerless geniuses to communicate with each other and grow together. If you agree to the invitation to join the society, you More information will be available."
The three kings among the nine kings of the first generation of China!
To be honest, Shen Qian was shocked when he first heard it that day, but unfortunately he didn’t have time to understand it further.
"If I want to quit after joining the company, what's the cost?" Shen Qian thought for a while and asked one more question.
"You will have all memories related to the 'Hundred Kings Palace' erased. At the same time, you will forever lose the opportunity to join the 'Hundred Kings Palace' again. Apart from that, there is no other price." Wan Ning replied with a smile. .
"Okay, I agree to join." Shen Qian heard that there was nothing unacceptable and nodded immediately.
"Then, respected official member of Baiwang Palace, from now on, I will become your exclusive attendant, providing you with all services within my ability, covering all aspects of cultivation and life."
"Now, based on your needs and your authority, I will first show you the relevant information of the 'Hundred Kings Palace' in an all-round way."
Just when Wan Ning finished speaking, the surrounding darkness began to quickly dissipate, and Shen Qian found himself in an extremely huge and magnificent palace.
Majestic thrones of five meters high and two meters wide, with different shapes, stood on the wide steps, and right behind Shen Qian, a throne also appeared.
Shen Qian had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. As long as he wanted, this throne could change into anything.
"Wan Ning is rude."
Before Shen Qian could recover, Wan Ning suddenly bowed slightly and hooked Shen Qian's palm with his green fingers. Pieces of information about the Palace of Hundred Kings began to pour into Shen Qian's mind.