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772 New World 2

Garen waited for the best position, and the black ball he transformed into slowly contracted like a rubber ball. At this moment, it became smaller and smaller, like a compressed spring.

Finally, when it floated to nearly one third of the hole.

Wow!!!

Amidst the loud splashing sound, a black shadow suddenly flew out of the river and shot towards the hollow.

With just a pop, the black shadow completely disappeared into the hollow. The green water of the mother river below stretched out tentacles like water in vain, waving a few times on the surface of the water without any target. It took a long time before it collapsed again and returned to calm.

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Garen rushed into the hole fiercely, feeling as if he had sunk into a thick layer of black oil.

There is no light or anything else around.

Garen's perception range is several hundred meters wide, but that's it, nothing exists around him, he is the only one floating along the inertia at high speed.

This seemed to be an area with no light at all, but there seemed to be no gravity. Garen felt that he had been moving rapidly at the high speed when he rushed out.

"Fortunately, there is no corrosion from the mother river water here, so it can still last for a long time." Garen looked around carefully. Apart from him, he didn't seem to find any other substances. The sticky feeling he felt around him was only there at the beginning, but later on

I don't know if it was because I got used to it or something, but it completely disappeared.

He felt as if he was passing through some mysterious passage.

Time passed little by little, and I don’t know how long it took. Maybe ten days, twenty days, or even longer. Garen couldn’t remember clearly. He just kept moving forward and rushed out according to the inertia.

Gradually, there began to be faint fluctuations around him. He seemed to be in a long black passage. At this time, cracks gradually appeared around the passage. What was strange was that outside the cracks, tiny starlight could be vaguely seen.

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puff!

Suddenly, the air in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Galleons seemed to be sprayed out from some pipe. The surrounding area suddenly brightened, and he actually rushed directly into a brilliant starry sky.

Garen sensed that behind him was a huge, blazing fireball. The golden light and heat continued to radiate in all directions.

"That's a star..." He recognized the name of the huge golden fireball.

Behind him, the stars almost occupied most of his field of vision. The magma on the surface was rolling violently, and some dark red particles were lying on the surface like insects. In some places, streaks of golden slurry suddenly rushed out. It was dazzling and dazzling.

Looking around the small black ball that Garen transformed into, he saw dense starlight twinkling all around it. The light blue stars were looming as he moved, and some seemed to be eternal, ancient and mysterious.

Garen noticed that the black pipe he flew out of only lasted for a short while and then quickly broke and decomposed.

He didn't know what it was. But it was more likely that it was the tentacles extending from the mother river, connecting the worlds of time and space. Hesas once casually mentioned some common sense in this regard.

If it is really that kind of mother river tentacle, then it is probably impossible for him to go back now. This kind of tentacle usually only lasts for a short time. Like an epiphyllum, it will penetrate many time and space universes, but it will soon be destroyed.

The automatic repairing power of the universe is annihilated and decomposed, which is a one-time and short-lived product.

He came to this time and space, and he didn't know how long it would take for the mother river to project branch tentacles. After all, according to the knowledge of the warlocks, there are infinite time and space in the world and the universe. Theoretically, the limit number can never be seen, because the universe

It is also constantly projecting birth and death. At that time, the extension of space seems to continue to infinite worlds, and every smallest tick of time can be a separate world slowly passing and evolving.

Garen floated quietly in the starry sky, and soon he could no longer feel the breath of the Mother River's tentacles behind him. The countless high-energy radiation flows from the stars quickly accelerated him in the original direction, only slightly deviating.

The mother river only exists where there is life. This is a truth studied by the magicians. Because the water of the mother river is composed of Qi liquid, and Qi is produced by the combination of the essence, energy and spirit of living things, it may also produce new creatures.

There must be living things near any mother river.

As expected, a huge blue planet suddenly jumped into his perception in the direction in which Galleons were ejected. It was as if it suddenly changed from an invisible state to a visible state.

The black ball that Galleon transformed into passed through a silver-white chain-like protective net and fell straight towards the planet. Along with him, there were also a large amount of gravel that also fell. He seemed to have caught up with a large-scale

The meteor shower...

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"...The parent star's Stealth Defense Skynet today detected an abnormally large meteor shower that is about to land. According to astronomers' observations, the maximum diameter of this meteor shower is .2.1 centimeters and the minimum diameter is only a few millimeters. After passing through the atmosphere, it will burn up and will not

causing any residue...."

"Eat more, I have to go to school again tomorrow."

In a somewhat simple white room, a family was having lunch around a round table. There were several good-looking stir-fries and stews on the table. A slight heat wafted from the stew, and a faint fragrance filled the air.

At this time, the middle-aged woman sitting in the seat kept putting vegetables into the bowl of a teenage boy.

A family of two adults, an old man, and three children were eating quietly together. The tableware and rice bowls were made of white porcelain, and there were holes in some places. It seemed that the living conditions of this family were very poor.

The white light in the room is slightly dim, and there are very few furniture inside, including tables, chairs, TV, sofas, and a picture of an old man hanging on the wall, and then there are clean white walls.

The two adults had wrinkled faces and looked tired. They were wearing white-washed work clothes. They were both blond and blue-eyed with high noses, but their faces had a somewhat oriental temperament.

The evening news was constantly playing on the TV nearby.

In the family, the two younger brothers and sisters looked at the big bowl of stew in the middle of the table from time to time. But neither of them reached out to scoop it up. Instead, they swallowed their saliva and just looked at the oldest one next to them.

young man eats.

"Eat more, and remember to study hard in school. Your dad and I just suffered from the inability back then." The middle-aged woman kept scooping vegetables for the boy.

"I know, I know, you've said it many times! Don't you bother me?" The young man had black hair and blue eyes. Like the only old man present, he did not inherit the hair color of his parents. He had very long hair on his face.

Her bangs directly covered most of her face, and she responded to her mother's nagging casually with an impatient expression.

The young man was wearing a pure white slender school uniform, with a dark blue stand-up collar sword-shaped logo on the cuffs and collar. There was a faint flash of blue electronic light on it.

"Okay, I'm full!" The young man suddenly put down his bowls and chopsticks, stood up and quickly left the room, entering a bedroom behind him and slamming the door shut.

"Eat, eat, eat." At this time, the only old man present spoke, and the other two younger brothers and sisters finally couldn't help but reach out and grab the soup spoon.

"Slow down, slow down..." The two middle-aged couples showed the slightest smile on their faces, and gave most of the remaining broth to the two children one by one, and then went to ladle soup and meat for the old man.

"No, no, no. My old lady can't eat so much. Eat more, you have to get up early and work tomorrow." The old man sighed and gave in repeatedly.

In the room

The black-haired boy quickly ran to the only computer, pressed the power button, and turned it on.

A photo of his name is posted next to the computer: Nonosiwa Lin.

Nono Siwa is different from other peers. He is the hope of his family. When he was in middle school, he was admitted to Ragus El, the best mecha academy in the state, with excellent results. Translated to the specific meaning, it is Black Disk Academy.

This is a powerful college that is extremely famous in several nearby states. It has a long history, and many state-level senior officials and generals have emerged from it. In this troubled time when the federal power structure is divided, almost all regions are represented by the college, and each college has condensed

A large tyrannical force has its own mecha school inheritance. Black Pan Academy is famous in several states for having a long history of several combat method inheritances.

Nonosiwa's ability to enter this powerful academy naturally placed almost all of his family's expectations on him.

In this society where order has almost collapsed, the academy is the largest authority, commanding the government's military, and the protector of one party. Being able to become an official mecha master is the ultimate wish that everyone dreams of.

Nonosiwa skillfully turned on the computer, quickly entered an academy website called New Black Disk, entered the password, and then took a scanning stick and scanned the blue sword shape on his collar.

The website with a black interface on the screen suddenly showed the correct password. After passing the review, he quickly clicked on the inheritance database.

A series of mecha combat techniques appear on the purchase catalog.

Level 1 arc step, level 1 laser sword, level 1 artillery fire control, basic perception module repair, basic laser beam repair, level 1 rail gun technique, level 1 life support system maintenance and treatment....

Dense and detailed classified knowledge is arranged in the directory.

Nonosiwa's eyes quickly skipped the large purchase catalog and landed directly on his personal information at the bottom.

'Nonosiwa Lin - level one arc step mastery, level one artillery fire control mastery, basic perception mastery...'

Being able to enter the official rating means that Nonosiwa's strength is already considered to be at a very good level among his peers. Most of the others are only at the basic level and cannot be rated as higher.

You must know that even the lowest level is extremely difficult. In the eight years of the college, the graduation standard is that the average score of all required subjects is at least one level. Nonosiwa was able to reach the first level in two subjects early in the sophomore year. It is indeed

In fact, his grades are excellent. He is always among the top three in his class.

He looked at his grades, a look of pride suddenly appeared on his face, and he reached out and unconsciously touched the small crescent moon part in his pocket.

Compared to those powerful students who come from a wealthy family and are trained by excellent coaches every day, he is able to achieve such good results with such a poor family background. Naturally, he is not just relying on ordinary talent.

He has a secret, and it is this secret that allows him to suddenly sprint from an ordinary middle school student, stand out from hundreds of thousands of students, and become one of the hundreds of elites who have entered the Black Disk Academy. (To be continued...)


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