Made by God

Chapter 8

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There was a faint hope in Yan Junyu's heart, but he quickly suppressed it with reason. As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. He didn't dare to let himself be too addicted to Qi Ze's words, lest he suffer another desperate blow when his soul dissipates. But in any case, his spiritual body has solidified, which is undoubtedly the credit of Qi Ze.

"I really don't know what to say." His tone was very complicated, "Anyway, thank you, thank you for letting me stay in the world for a while." The words fell through the security door and went up to the first floor. After the spiritual body is strengthened, he can go to farther places without having to follow the person carrying the corpse all the time.

There was no one in the living room on the first floor. It seemed that Ouyang Ye and Qi Ze were tired and had already returned to their rooms to rest. Their bedrooms are located on either side of the aisle, with nameplates on the doors. Yan Junyu carefully looked at the private information on the famous brand, and was surprised to find that Qi Ze was from the art department, while Ouyang Ye was from the logistics department.

"Neptune Military Academy has an art department?" Yan Junyu didn't know anything about this, he passed through the wall while thinking to himself, and entered Qi Ze's room. Although the body was in Ouyang Ye's place, he was more curious about Qi Ze and wanted to explore everything about him. You need to disguise in front of outsiders. When you are alone, you will never leak water, right

There was only one floor-standing table lamp lit in the room, Qi Ze sat in the dim yellow halo, shaking a glass of red wine in his hand, his fair feet without shoes and socks bent up, and placed them on the back of the single-seat sofa at will. A loose black sweater slanted over his shoulders, making his already frail body even thinner. Shadows shrouded half of his face, revealing only a delicate chin and lips that were even more moist and red when dipped in wine.

In this way, he has a more sparse and lazy atmosphere for no reason, and he is not at all like the eccentric and daring young man before.

Yan Junyu's eyes flashed, and unconsciously he lightened his steps and walked over slowly, but he remembered dully: he died a long time ago, and no matter how big his movements are, he will not disturb the other party.

In the silent space, one person and one soul sit in silence. After about a few minutes, Qi Ze put down the wine glass, took out a mirror from the space button, and supported it lazily with his hands. The mirror surface is like a lake blown by the wind, with ripples across it, and when the ripples subside, a familiar face appears on it, which is Ouyang Ye. He was lowering his head and fiddling with his brain, as if he was about to talk to someone.

Yan Junyu immediately went to the next door to take a look, and found that the mirror was indeed a monitor. But how is it possible? In order to protect military secrets and students' privacy, each military academy is equipped with anti-monitoring equipment in the dormitory. Once a suspicious signal source is found, the equipment will issue an alert, and then automatically contact the Academic Affairs Office and the military department. The consequences of being caught are very serious, ranging from 50 years to 100 years in prison, and can no longer join the army for life.

He was as powerful as the Yan family, and he only dispatched dozens of secret agents when looking for the missing young patriarch, and did not dare to touch this minefield. But Qi Ze dared, and his attitude was very casual.

Yan Junyu walked back quickly, sat down opposite Qi Ze, stared at his dark and bright eyes, and sighed, "It's not wrong to say that you are daring. How dare you do anything?"

Qi Ze seemed to feel uncomfortable, and placed his legs on the back of the chair flat on the footrests. He couldn't see his mental body, and naturally he didn't know what awkward position his feet were in.

Yan Junyu looked down at the little fair feet between his crotch, his ears couldn't help but get hot, he quickly stood up and walked to the lamp, never daring to approach the boy at will. At this moment, Ouyang Ye's phone called, and a middle-aged man with a handsome appearance and gloomy temperament appeared on the holographic screen. That was his uncle Li Yu, who controlled the largest black market exchange in Neptune.

"Why did you ask me to borrow such a large sum of money? Also used the fund left by your sister?" Li Yu asked with one mouthful.

In private, Ouyang Ye was not as heartless as he was just now. He clearly told his uncle what happened today and asked him to investigate Qi Ze's background. It turned out that he was not unsuspecting, nor was he an idiot who could be easily coaxed, he just used his cynical side to paralyze the enemy.

Yan Junyu asked him to stabilize Qi Ze again and again, he always seemed unable to understand, but in fact he did a good job and successfully obtained some of Qi Ze's secrets.

These children are more powerful than each other, and they are really worrying about it. Yan Junyu shook his head and smiled bitterly, then looked at Qi Ze, and found that he also bent the corners of his lips, as if he was very interested in this scene.

Ouyang Ye, who took off his disguise, looked calm and capable. He expressed his various concerns, and asked his uncle to help stare at Qi Ze, so as not to be blackmailed. The two discussed for a long time, and finally decided to stop by static. If Qi Ze keeps his promise, they will continue to maintain a good cooperative relationship with each other, even offering him. But if Qi Ze wants to play tricks, just get rid of him directly.

"The corpse of the eldest young master of the Yan family is placed with you first, so that Qi Ze will not take a look at every turn, and you will not be able to explain it to him. The deal has not been reached, so it is best not to tear his face. When Xu Qi leaves, I will find a way. Throw the corpse into the wild. Don't worry, it will never have anything to do with you." Li Yu sneered while flipping through the information, "I just sent someone to check, and the Black Eye Galaxy has not developed a so-called superconducting weapon at all. But I trust your judgment. Since you think it's worth it, then let it go. Our Li family has never been afraid of making big bets, and as long as we don't lose our lives, there is still a chance for a comeback."

"I know uncle." Ouyang Ye nodded calmly.

"If it turns out that the matter is true, you must suspend all investigations against Qi Ze." Li Yu warned carefully after a pause, "Get along well with him, and don't offend him unless it is necessary."

"I will." Ouyang Ye cut off the call signal.

At the same time, Qi Ze also stretched out his hand and wiped it towards the mirror, and all the images disappeared instantly, as if it was just an ordinary mirror. "Sure enough, it's not too stupid, you can use it." He stood up to himself, stretched his waist, and his fair and round shoulders drilled out of the wide neckline, shining brightly in the dim yellow light.

Yan Junyu looked away awkwardly, and suddenly understood why Qi Ze chose the art department. As Yan Bo once said, with his appearance, he should have a bright future in the entertainment industry.

After Qi Ze put away the mirror, he took out four more things and placed them on the table neatly and orderly. If another ordinary person stood here, they would definitely not recognize them, but the Yan family has been in charge of military and political power for generations, and can be regarded as one of the top clans in the empire. Almost instantly, Yan Junyu realized that what Qi Ze took out was called the "Four Treasures of the Study", an ancient writing tool.

Thousands of years ago, the apocalyptic crisis broke out. As the most populous country at that time, Huaxia Kingdom had far more survivors than other countries. After the destruction of the earth, human beings migrated to the Black-Eyed Galaxy to settle down. Due to the difference in government and ideology, human beings were divided into two camps, one is the Federation and the other is the Empire. The Federation is controlled by Europeans and Americans, and 80% of the people in the Empire are Chinese.

Therefore, many Chinese cultures and customs have been preserved, but because of the time, they only exist in museums or archives. Today's Chinese people have long been accustomed to using the improved interstellar general language, and only the real old-fashioned families and royal families will let their children learn this kind of square characters.

Yan Junyu looked at the young man who was grinding ink in amazement, and all the doubts in his heart were greatly impacted by this scene. If Qi Ze is proficient in Chinese characters, then at least two points can be explained: first, he is definitely a pure Chinese; second, his family background is extraordinary!

There is no family with the surname Qi among the top clans in the empire, but at the beginning of the establishment of the empire, there were many families who chose to leave the Black-Eyed Galaxy because they did not agree to marry with alien races and change their genes. It is very likely that Qi Ze is the descendant of these hidden families.

That would explain why he had so many mysterious methods. You must know that when those families left, they took almost all the inheritance of the Chinese nation with them. Since then, the powerhouses of various sects such as ancient martial arts, Taoist cultivators, and Buddhist cultivators have disappeared and never came back.

Once the links were opened and the links were interlocked, Yan Junyu felt a sense of enlightenment, but it was only a little more speculation, and there was no concrete evidence. Whether Qi Ze is an enemy or a friend has to be observed for a period of time before he can judge. Thinking of this, he approached to take a look, but saw Qi Ze pick up the brush and write down a line of big characters: Shi good fortune, fire on both sides. The mighty spirit fills the universe, bitter smoke curls up the ring tower, and the artifact never guards ①.

Yan Junyu only recognizes Chinese characters, but his writing is not very good, let alone comprehend the meanings. But this did not prevent him from admiring Qi Ze's works.

"It's well written, and at first glance, it's hard work." After he finished reading every word, for some reason, a feeling of desolation filled his heart.

Qi Ze stared at the scroll for a long time, and whispered sadly, "Superconducting weapons, what kind of thing is that? It's even worthy of being compared with the Lingwu created by my dignified Taixuan God! The divine weapon will never be guarded, and it really is the divine weapon that will never be guarded!"

Although his intonation and pronunciation are similar to the common language of the empire, there is a light and ancient rhyme lingering in it, which makes Yan Junyu look sideways. This is the authentic Kyoto accent, which can only be used by a family with a thousand-year-old heritage. The language of the commoners has long since assimilated with the language of the native race of the Black-Eyed Galaxy and has changed beyond recognition. It's a Pidgin language rather than Chinese.

If you want to pretend to be a high-ranking person, you must first learn the Kyoto accent, which is a secret known to the imperial people. Yan Junyu doesn't like to flaunt his aristocratic status, but he has to admit that the accent is the most direct evidence to identify which level a person comes from.

Qi Ze's ancient accent is strong and his words are round, which more and more proves his unusual origin. However, he usually hides so tightly that anyone can despise him. Why is this

The closer he gets to a teenager, the more mysteries in Yan Junyu's heart. He had never been so curious about anyone, and wished he could get into the other person's heart and check his thoughts one by one.

The author has something to say: Remarks: ① The poems in this section are from Mr. Hu Fuchen's "Dan Dao - An Interpretation of the Three Schools and Four Schools of Dan Method" by Mr. Hu Fuchen.

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