A year later, Chen Dong miraculously appeared again. Not only was his strength greatly increased, he could fly in the air, and he was still holding Yanzu's Liuyu Sword in his hand!
All of this made Yan Sheng suspect that Chen Dong must have had an adventure, and that this adventure was probably related to Yan Ancestor... Is Yan Ancestor still alive? After all, the secret information in the royal family records that there is something more than psychic ability.
There are psychics and sages. If you channel the sages, you can fly. If you have the sages, you can live longer. Living for hundreds of years is not a problem!
If Yan Ancestor was still here, how powerful would Yan Xia Continent be? Wouldn't it be easy to stand on top of the world?
It's a pity that Chen Dong kept silent and was not even willing to say a few words to Yan Sheng.
What can I do? Who allows myself to fail him again and again?
Looking at Chen Dong's leaving figure, Yan Sheng could only sigh helplessly.
As for Chen Dong, he definitely couldn't talk to Yan Sheng about Earth Planet No. 1256.
When talking about that planet, we have to mention Ruyi Pei.
Ruyi Pei is a treasure. Although Chen Dong is not afraid of Yan Sheng now, he is the monarch of this continent after all. If he really wants to harm others, it is hard to guard against it, so he should eliminate this possibility.
There is still chaos in the Holy Palace. Many people were injured last night and many places were seriously damaged.
"Junior Brother Chen!" A soft voice suddenly sounded, and it was Song Weiguo who came to him.
Among the Holy Guards, Song Weiguo was the only one who was not injured. Of course, this was due to Chen Dong's mercy yesterday.
Chen Dong was also looking for Song Weiguo and immediately called out: "Senior Brother Song!"
"Junior Brother Chen, where have you been this year?" This is what Song Weiguo is most interested in.
Chen Dong's extraordinary strength, ability to fly in the air, and the terrifying white snake all filled Song Weiguo's heart with doubts.
"Senior Brother Song, this matter is a long story. I will talk to you in detail when I have time in the future... I would like to ask you, has there been any news about Master recently?" This is one of the things that Chen Dong is most concerned about.
More than a year ago, the sloppy Taoist said he was looking for someone from the Ruyi Sect, but he disappeared mysteriously and disappeared, which always made Chen Dong feel strange.
Song Weiguo shook his head and said: "There is no news about Master. He is so mysterious. If he doesn't want to find you, you will never be able to find him!"
Sloppy Taoists do have this style of "the dragon sees its head but not its tail", always disappearing inexplicably and reappearing inexplicably.
But Chen Dong felt that the sloppy Taoist's disappearance this time might be different. After all, we had agreed to deal with Cui Minggui that time, so how could he suddenly disappear? He is not the kind of irresponsible person!
But he couldn't find it, and there was nothing Chen Dong could do. He could only hope that he really went to "travel the mountains and rivers".
"Senior Brother Song, I'll go back and rest first, and we'll get together alone later."
"good."
Chen Dong left the Holy Palace and walked towards Wuqu Palace.
Of course Chen Dong can fly, but he is very tired now because of the turbulence during the crossing and the continuous running and fighting all night long, making him physically and mentally exhausted.
Moreover, it was already daytime, the streets were full of pedestrians and people, and he didn't want to make any headlines.
Returning to the Yang Mansion in Wuqu Palace, Chen Dahong and Yang Suqin were waiting for him at the door.
"Child, you're back!" The two of them ran up together. They were also worried all night.
Seeing his parents here, Chen Dong felt warm in his heart. He, who had lacked the warmth of family since he was a child, seemed to have countless senses of security at this moment.
When I got home, my parents were all there. This was the scene Chen Dong had been dreaming about for a long time!
"Yes, I'm back. Dad, Mom, I miss you so much!"
Chen Dong smiled and fell down.
He is really too tired.
Chen Dahong and Yang Suqin quickly caught him and hurriedly took him back to the room.
Chen Dong slept for three full days.
And in these three days, naturally a lot of big things happened.
The war between the Yanxia Continent and the Ross Continent at Feng Mo Mountain naturally made it to the world-class media. Some reporters with extraordinary powers even took pictures of the destruction of the Holy Palace and the Kerry Palace.
Of course, the damage to the Holy Palace was not that serious. At least the outer walls and most of the buildings are in good condition.
The Krieg Palace was in a terrible state. It was completely destroyed from the inside out and was completely in ruins!
The whole world is undoubtedly shocked, because both the Holy Palace and the Kerry Palace are the core and safest parts of the two continents. How could it be damaged to such an extent? Could it be that both sides have developed some new strike weapons?
However, the monarchs on both sides were fine, and each issued a statement the next day condemning the other's bad behavior.
But one thing no one doubts is that both sides have already reached this level of turmoil, and a war is obviously unavoidable.
So all the continents took sides, some supported the Yanxia Continent, and some supported the Ross Continent. Seeing that the whole world was about to fall into a melee, a strange scene happened.
The two continents that were supposed to be at the center of the storm unexpectedly calmed down, and no one took the next step!
For three days in a row, everything was calm.
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Yanxia Continent, a scientific research center.
As a graceful middle-aged man walked in, all the staff stood up tremblingly.
"Your Majesty!" everyone shouted together.
"You are busy, don't worry about me." Yan Sheng waved his hand in an approachable manner, and after inviting everyone to sit down, he came to a gray-haired scientific researcher.
This scientific researcher is named Zhang Gu, and he is over 70 years old. According to his qualifications and level, he can definitely serve as the dean here.
But he has an eccentric temper and is notoriously unwilling to interact with others. He only likes to study some weird things and is indifferent to other things.
Even though he is already very rich, he still wears patched clothes to work every day. Except for work matters, if anyone talks nonsense to him, he will be severely scolded by him.
It is impossible for such a person to manage a scientific research center well.
Therefore, the dean has another person, and this Zhang Gu is concentrating on his research. No one can control him, and no one can order him. He is the only one in the entire scientific research center.
Chen Dahong's Super Soldier is his masterpiece.
When everyone stood up to greet Yan Sheng just now, Zhang Gu was the only one who remained indifferent, lying on the table studying something.
Yan Sheng walked directly to Zhang Gu and said politely: "Professor Zhang, hello!"
Zhang Gu, however, ignored him and continued to hold a document and read it carefully.
The documents were densely packed with all kinds of professional terms and strange compositions. They were exactly the robot design drawings that Chen Dong snatched back from Ross Continent!
The dean next to him couldn't stand it anymore and said sternly: "Zhang Gu, what's wrong with you when the Holy One is talking to you?"
Zhang Gu still ignored him, still immersed in the design drawings, with a look of enjoyment and hunger on his face.
"Zhang Gu, you've gone too far!" The dean slammed the table and reached out to push Zhang Gu's shoulder.
However, Yan Sheng stopped the hospital director in time: "It's okay, don't disturb Professor Zhang from studying the design drawings."
The dean looked embarrassed and said: "Your Majesty, I'm really sorry, that robot design drawing is like a heavenly book. No one except Zhang Gu can understand it... Otherwise, why bother looking at that guy's face?"
Yan Sheng smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, he is a genius, he should have a genius temper."
Just as the dean was about to continue saying something, Zhang Gu, who was next to him, suddenly slapped the table hard, and then laughed and said: "Hahaha, that's wonderful, it's really wonderful, what kind of brain can come up with such a thing?
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Yan Sheng immediately asked him: "Professor Zhang, what's so fast?"
Zhang Gu stopped talking, his eyes still staring at the complicated design.
Yan Sheng looked embarrassed and had no choice but to turn back to the dean and ask, "How is Professor A doing now?"
The dean said: "We have rescued him, but he won't eat, drink, or say a word to us. He seems to want to starve to death."
Yan Sheng sighed and said: "He is indeed loyal to Lord Andrew... He is truly an unparalleled scholar in the country!"
Although the two are from opposing camps, Yan Sheng still appreciates and respects such people.
"I'm going to see him." Yan Sheng stood up, and the dean immediately accompanied him there.
In a lounge on the second floor of the scientific research center, Professor A was tied up and thrown into a corner.
The reason why I tied him up was not because I was afraid that he would escape, but because I was afraid that he would commit suicide.
Even so, it could not stop him from wanting to sacrifice his life for the country. Professor A went without eating or drinking for three days in a row, and he was threatening to starve himself to death!
Professor A was seriously injured before. Although he was rescued, he still needs a good rest to fully recover. Now he doesn't even eat, and his health is naturally getting worse. His eye sockets are completely sunken. His whole person looks...
Also extremely weak.
In the room, Professor A originally had his eyes open.
As soon as Yan Sheng came in, he immediately closed his eyes.
The dean immediately called out: "Professor A, the Holy One has come to see you, would you like to ask?"
Professor A was indifferent and still closed his eyes tightly.
"Another weird temper..." The dean looked at Yan Sheng helplessly.
"It doesn't matter, I said before, a genius should have the temper of a genius." Yan Sheng smiled and walked to Professor A.
The dean immediately moved a chair over.
However, Yan Sheng waved his hand and asked the dean to take away the chair, and then sat face to face with Professor A on the floor.
On the table next to it, there are some rye bread, beetroot soup and other Russian food.
Of course it was untouched.
Yan Sheng picked up the red cabbage soup and personally took a spoonful of it and put it to Professor A's mouth.
"Professor A, there is an old saying in our hot summer that people are like iron and rice is like steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will feel hungry. No matter what you think about next, you must at least eat first, right?"
The aroma of beetroot soup wafted out, and Professor A's throat visibly rolled. He was obviously very hungry, but he kept his mouth closed and refused to take a bite!