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Chapter 001 [Song Qianyuan](1/2)

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Datang Mansion, Kaiyuan City, South District No. 5 Middle School.

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"Damn, Qianyuan, you are the first one again!"

In front of the wide announcement electronic screen, a strong boy patted his companion beside him and shouted excitedly.

"Just first in the liberal arts."

Song Qianyuan turned his head and looked at the list displayed on another electronic screen not far away, showing hope.

That is the ranking of the third year of high school martial arts science monthly ranking.

"That's it? Qianyuan, you can always be the first in the liberal arts department. Is it good enough?"

The strong boy patted Song Qianyuan's shoulder and enviously said, "If you don't say anything else, you will be the first in the monthly liberal arts list, and the prize is 10,000 federal coins. It's not like I can't even touch a single federal coins."

"You are lazy and don't want to learn it."

Song Qianyuan was not angry and patted his hand off and said in a low voice, "Besides, how can I compare to Wuke? It is the first place in Wuke's monthly list, and the prize is 50,000 federal coins, which is five times that of Liberal Arts."

"This..." The strong boy laughed awkwardly when he heard this, "This is really incomparable."

The first in martial arts science, the value is much higher than that of the first in liberal arts science.

Bonus are second, the key is identity and status.

Since entering a new era, what people yearn for the most is to become a warrior.

Any formal warrior has a capacity of up to ten thousand pounds and can open a monument and crack a stone.

A profound warrior can even break mountains and rivers, fly to the sky and escape from the earth.

Warriors are the main force of the Earth Federation to fight against various alien races and monsters.

Since 2083 AD, the first alien space gate opened, aliens invaded, Yuan Neng recovered, and the earth has fallen into chaos.

After more than a hundred years of war reorganization, it entered the federal era, and it was also the warrior era.

If there is a choice, Song Qianyuan said that nothing would come to this era.

He was originally a young man who was three years old in 2022. After being struck by lightning by accident, he inexplicably spanned four hundred years and came to this world and became a six-year-old brat.

After living in the new era for ten years, his biggest wish is to return to 2022, but that is a luxury that will never be realized.

Unable to go back, Song Qianyuan had no choice but to move forward.

Becoming a formal warrior becomes a new wish.

The Yuanneng revives, activates the hidden divine veins of the human body, including twelve main meridians and thirty-six branches.

Most of these divine veins are closed and blocked.

Absorbing the elemental energy, condensing the elemental energy, opening at least one main meridian, and mastering tens of thousands of kilograms of huge power, is a formal warrior.

A martial arts student who opens the branch and controls a thousand pounds of strength is at most a reserve martial arts disciple.

In the federal era, the whole nation practiced martial arts.

The basic exercise "Panshi Gong" is a method that the Federation convened hundreds of advanced warriors, integrated the strength of hundreds of schools, and studied the body refining and gathering strength method for several years, and everyone can practice it.

Through "Stone Kung Fu", countless people have become formal warriors.

But not everyone can become a formal warrior.

In addition to the limitations of talent, poor literature and wealthy martial arts are common in any era.

Like Song Qianyuan.

He has good martial arts qualifications, and he has reached a great level of success that few people have reached.

But because I had no money to eat meat and drink tonics every day, I could never open a branch and could not become a martial arts student.

certainly.

As a time traveler, Song Qianyuan also has golden fingers.

Well, it should be considered a "golden finger".

This "golden finger" is a certain brand of smartphone in his hand when Song Qianyuan was struck by lightning.

This phone traveled through the federal era four hundred years later with Song Qianyuan.

Moreover, it was extremely strange, or extremely magical, and during the journey, it ran into Song Qianyuan's brain.

As long as Song Qianyuan concentrates, he can "see" it in his mind.

What is confusing is that the phone is always in charge.

From 1% ten years ago to 99% six months ago

Ten years have passed, and the phone is still charging.

Well, Song Qianyuan had no way of knowing whether the charge was "electricity", or whether it was the kind of "electricity" he understood.

Anyway.

If it cannot be turned on, Song Qianyuan has no idea whether this is a Golden Finger phone, what abilities does it have, and whether it has the ability.

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"It's safe, it's safe, it's time."

The strong boy raised his hand and patted Song Qianyuan on the shoulder again, comforting him, "It's only the second month of senior high school, and there are still seven months left before the martial arts exam next year. During this period, Qianyuan, you will get the first prize of the first in the liberal arts six times, which will definitely open up the branch, become a martial arts student, and win the first in the martial arts exam!"

"Then I will ask Governor Zhou for his blessing." Song Qianyuan smiled when he heard this.

The strong boy's surname is Zhou Yu, and he is the most loyal friend of Song Qianyuan since he went to school. Because he is the same as the famous Zhou Gongjin of the Three Kingdoms period, he often calls himself the Grand Commander.

Over time, the Grand Governor became his nickname.

"Haha, the Grand Governor never speaks nonsense. This young man Song Qianyuan will definitely become a warrior!"

Zhou Yu patted his chest and promised.

"...You're really panting when you say you're fat."

Song Qianyuan was speechless and turned around and said, "Okay, don't comfort me, I'm not that fragile."

"This is not comfort, it is the fact!"

Seeing this, Zhou Yu hurriedly followed and said confidently, "Qianyuan, you may not believe my words, but you must believe the Grand Commander. The Grand Commander will definitely say it!"

“…”

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In the federal era, there was no tutoring system.

You can go home after school on Friday afternoon.

Even in the third year of high school, whether to stay or not is voluntary.

Song Qianyuan has always been the first in liberal arts, so naturally there is no need to make up for the lessons.

After seeing the monthly results, I left the school gate with Zhou Yu and rode my bike home.

The revival of Yuanneng led to the mutation of animals and became ferocious and terrifying monsters.

People in the new era have built thick city walls for this.

Song Qianyuan's home is close to the city wall and belongs to the suburbs of the city.

In the cheap public rental communities in the suburbs, the poor and poor civilians live in them.

Buildings 100 meters high stand closely together.

Song Qianyuan's home is not in the building, but at the end of the community, near the foot of the low mountain at the garbage transfer station.

There are several houses remodeled from dilapidated warehouses.

It is the home of Mrs. Zhang, a sanitation worker.

Old Mrs. Zhang is Song Qianyuan's adoption.

Ten years ago in winter, Song Qianyuan, whose body shrank to a six-year-old kid, fainted on the side of the road. Old Mrs. Zhang took him home to wake him up and raised him to this day.

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"Grandma, I'm back."

Parking the bicycle in the corner, Song Qianyuan shouted and ran into the middle room happily.

"The big baby is back."

An old woman with a hunched back and cooking and gray hair turned her head and looked over when she heard the shout.

Seeing Song Qianyuan, he smiled kindly, "I'm back just in time and I'm ready to have dinner soon."

"Hehe, I'll have three bowls tonight!"

Song Qianyuan said happily, "Grandma, I got the first place in the exam this time, and the bonus will be credited next Monday."
To be continued...
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