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Chapter 1 Illness and Pain

Chapter 1 Illness and Pain

Author: Orleans Grilled Sturgeon Burger

Chapter 1 Illness and Pain

"The results of this evaluation of your class can only be said to be a mess! A complete mess! It can be seen that you are all very distracted during this holiday, and you have not paid attention to it, classmates!"

In the class of Maple City Moral Education High School, Qiu Yingmei, the class teacher of Grade 3 and Grade 5, slapped her tablet computer on the table and put her hands on her hips with heartache.

"I have repeatedly emphasized that don't think that it is the last year and you can relax. You can't relax at all. My students, the all-out sprint has begun. We don't expect to make rapid progress at this time, but remember to occupy a stable position! We must clearly understand the current situation.

situation, comprehensively lay a solid foundation, and at the same time, you must be determined to implement your goals unswervingly! You must conduct a comprehensive review of your knowledge points. If you do not have a comprehensive and clear understanding of yourself, then you are just confused..."

Qiu Yingmei has a plump body, a beautiful nose, a wide face, and narrow eyebrows. When her husband cheated on her husband at the age of forty, she once chased him onto the rail car with a knife. Her husband was so frightened that he peed his pants and never appeared again. This incident once became a topic in the moral education high school.

There was a commotion when Zhang Jingyao was in his first year of school.

After that, Qiu Yingmei seemed to use her endless energy that she couldn't vent on to deal with their fifth class, making the entire class miserable and full of complaints.

"Okay, I've said what needs to be said. As long as you are still a bit bloody, you should calm down for me when you get back. Maybe there will be a chance to make me blush! Also, Song Xinrong, please stay for a while, Qiu

The teacher has something to tell you..."

Qiu Yingmei's previous words were as hard as steel, but when she talked about Song Xinrong, her voice suddenly dropped an octave and became much gentler. It gave many people in the class goosebumps, and some people even turned their faces and stuck out their tongues.

Made a disgusting move.

Song Xinrong has outstanding appearance. She has always been ranked among the "Five Sisters List" and "Goddess List" circulated among students of Moral Education High School, which are the most beautiful girls among students. She has good grades and excellent character.

The last person was born with a good skin from his parents. It is difficult for such a person not to be noticed.

Of course, Qiu Yingmei could scold everyone in the class, but she would not scold Song Xinrong. She would even call her down alone to encourage her and make a small fuss.

get out of class is over and dispersed.

At this moment, Qiu Yingmei, who had just stopped Song Xinrong, suddenly remembered something and suddenly waved in the direction of Zhang Jingyao, "Zhang Jingyao, wait a moment!"

Song Xinrong glanced sideways at Zhang Jingyao.

Then came Qiu Yingmei's voice, "Ask your parents to come to me tomorrow! You just take the exam. You are not honest in every exam, and you dare to write a love letter in the exam room! Don't say it's not you, the words are yours."

The expressions of the students around him suddenly looked very exciting.

Yi Ge, who was next to Zhang Jingyao, gently tugged on Zhang Jingyao's clothes in private, with a "good brother's loyalty" look on his face.

After Zhang Jingyao made eye contact with him, he turned around and said, "The main central idea of ​​the love letter to Song Xinrong comes from Yi Ge, I am just ghostwriting and polishing!"

The whole class burst into laughter. Zhang Jingyao was so naughty, and his main idea came from Yi Ge. He was instantly betrayed, and Yi Ge next to him gave him a few punches.

But soon the laughter gradually subsided along with Qiu Yingmei, who had a serious look on her face.

The power accumulated over the years is like thunder.



"Pfft!" "Pfft!"

The can was opened and two cans of iced Coca-Cola were put into the throat, which relieved some of the depression. Zhang Jingyao stood at the school gate, and Yi Ge looked at the rail trains that were winding like dragons and snakes between the tall buildings in the distance, as well as the elevated suspension bridges.

Crowds of traffic.

This scene could have been a great relief, but the two of them clearly had no intention of looking at the scenery.

Yi Ge said, "This is terrible. Not only you, but I will also be asked to be a parent. My dad is not much gentler than your dad! You know, I spent the most critical year in high school thinking about hooking up with girls all day long. I'm dead."

!”

Zhang Jingyao glanced at Yi Ge, "Your dad still cares about your puppy love? What an antique."

Yi Ge said angrily, "It's not about puppy love...but I told me a long time ago not to stay together with you all day long, saying that we are so in love with each other that we can pick the stars from the sky..."

Zhang Jingyao was silent, okay.

Go home first.

The two stepped onto the station and entered the commuter train hanging upside down on the maglev track.

"Student card!" "Student card!" The female voice on the train heard the sound of swiping the card, and the two entered the train.

The train departs from the central disc of the commuter transfer building, winds out of the rows of high-rise buildings, passes through the middle of the mountain, and soon flies between the undulating mountains and the ocean exposed in the distance.

As the scenery outside the window changes, several light curtains at different locations in the train carriage play advertisements for new human-machine functional equipment.

As the scenery outside the window changes, several light screens at different locations in the train carriage play advertisements and news.

"Bailu Jinwu Wan, a century-old brand, is an excellent product that regulates qi, activates blood circulation, and replenishes the spirit. It allows you to regulate your true qi unimpeded and enjoy silky smoothness!"

"AR.StoneII smart glasses, the latest powerful presentation of Zhigu Technology, with 32-core multi-dimensional computing power, Hanwu X10 processor, and matching combat power evaluation calculation, put the world in your hands. Zhigu Technology, leading the trend

To empower your study and work and open up future horizons for your life!"

"Armed conflicts broke out in the Tienne and Saint-Ville regions. Currently, all parties require the authorities concerned to exercise restraint and maintain regional stability and peace!"

"The typhoon passing through the coast of Yingzhou, accompanied by thunderstorms, will last for a month. Experts remind that global geological and meteorological disasters have begun to enter a period of frequent occurrence, and multiple global disasters cannot be ruled out in the future..."

"I can't get rid of him, he's so heavy that I can't breathe,

Tried to walk, but I struggled.

But I know I must keep moving forward and let my voice be heard everywhere..."

People in the carriage didn't pay much attention to those advertisements, wherever armed conflict broke out or there was news about weather disasters. The most eye-catching thing was the scene of a man performing on the main screen.

The singer was singing. Following the melody, the microphone left his hand, hung far away in the air, and suddenly came close to his body. The singer spread his palms and controlled the raising and lowering of the microphone to coordinate with him to play high notes or sing softly, showing his extraordinary singing skills.

And this is indeed a bit dazzling "ability".

The concert on TV had a lively atmosphere, and many people in the carriage were watching, with female students shouting "So handsome!" and "Wang Yiming is so handsome!".

"Wang Yiming can be regarded as the most popular representative of the sect as a singer. As the junior uncle of the Yuzhen Sect, he used the ability to control objects through the air that he cultivated with the sword control energy of their Yuzhen Sect, and used it on the stage.

It’s really cool!

He can be regarded as our Xinzhou superstar!"

Heaven and earth have vitality, and all things can be taken from it.

Human beings have practiced spiritual practice for thousands of years. They have used the energy of vitality for their own use and formed various schools, which in turn have enhanced the progress of human science and technology and the height of thought and philosophy.

Cultivation is an unchanging theme throughout the context of human civilization and the eternal pursuit of human beings to tap their own potential.

Modern spiritual practice combines the development of science and technology and is integrated into all aspects of society. Of course, using force to violate prohibitions is inevitable in any era, but the ubiquitous cameras and thermal weapons can still maintain basic public security.

The essence of spiritual practice is to enhance human body and explore potential, but after all, human beings are only a part of nature. No matter how abnormal the master is in tempering his body, he cannot reach the point where his body can withstand hot weapons. Human beings are always mortal.

In this regard, even the masters can be defeated with one shot.

Of course, what spiritual practice can improve is the human body, making humans more sensitive, perceptive, and wise. It will also lead to outstanding performance in all walks of life. This is why talented people are more favored and are more favored by society.

Recognition is also the reason why you can achieve a higher status.

On the other hand, the world of martial arts and martial arts training are also a very important part of the great entertainment era. Various competitions, martial arts and cultivation economy have firmly dominated people's attention and brought huge traffic. It has reached this point today.

, performing juggling and the like has become obsolete. The junior uncle of Yuzhenmen doesn't even wield a sword, so he runs out to hold a microphone and become a singer and become famous in the music world.

Suddenly, Zhang Jingyao felt that the sounds around him were moving away, as if his head was foggy, and instead he felt a sharp pain like a knife coming from his brain stem, hiss... it hurts!

Yi Ge turned his head when he heard Zhang Jingyao's movements, his face slightly condensed, "Do you have a headache again? Has it become more frequent recently?"

The labor pain came quickly and sharply. After the dullness subsided, Zhang Jingyao looked at Yi Ge and shook his head.

"Still can't find the problem? What's wrong with you? But I have it too. When I write math and chemical equations, my head starts to hurt! How many did you take in the evaluation this time?"

"435." Zhang Jingyao said.

"Haha, I am 424, and my Xinrong is 630. Damn, we are extremely small in comparison!"



"Darongshu District Station is here!"

The train announcement came, the vehicle arrived at the station, the sound of the air pressure door clicked, and the two people walked out of the platform. This is the low-lying area of ​​the Steel Forest City. The terrain forms a funnel shape downwards, extending to the coast.

Near the coast is a small high-rise area, which is a famous wealthy area in Darongshu District. The higher-lying area here is the old city. Yi Ge lives below and Zhang Jingyao's family lives above.

Yi Ge is a child of a wealthy family, with a big family behind him. He does not take a private car to get off from school, but commutes by light rail with Zhang Jingyao just to have company.

"Let's go!"

"It's better to go back and think about how to tell my dad and your mom!"



"Jingjing is back!" The community is like a courtyard. The signboard on the first floor hangs "Zhao Mama Wan Mixed Noodles". There are stalls at the door, and customers are sitting eating noodles. Mother Zhao is cooking noodles in front of the big pot.

Qin greets Zhang Jingyao.

Most of the guests were regulars in the community. One of them said with a smile, "Jingjing has become so big in a blink of an eye. I think back then, when you won an award in elementary school, the whole community knew about it. At that time, it was said that a big shot was going to be born in your family!"

After the man finished speaking, Zhao Qin stuck his head out and shouted, "Let's eat your noodles! My family Jingjing is already very good! If he hadn't suffered from headaches before, our family would have been admitted to the youth class of the Academy of Sciences!"

The man teased with a sense of luck, "Who told your family to be so arrogant earlier..."

"Get out of here, Wang Daqian! My son will be very promising in the future! Don't get pinkeye!"

Although we are familiar neighbors in the community, there is usually no shortage of gossip.

When something good happens to your family and you see a bright future, some people will come over to compliment you, but who knows what you actually think in your heart. Everyone has envy and jealousy.

Later, I see that you will not be able to do anything anymore, and it will be even more common for you to make sarcastic remarks.

This Wang Daqian was doing some small business outside and had a philistine temperament. He always spoke with a gun and a stick, but Zhao Qin usually just pushed back.

Wang Daqian was still there muttering.

Zhang Jingyao walked into his home, and Zhao Qin brought out the cooked food, "Zhang Jingyao, you should work hard in your last year and show those people that you can get into a good university. My son is like this!" Zhao Qin said and said.

Thumbs up.

In this situation, it was not appropriate for Zhang Jingyao to say, "Mom, the teacher wants you to go there."

"Okay, the food is hot. Your father will be back late after driving his car. I will cook some noodles for the guests. You can eat slowly by yourself and do your homework after eating."

After saying that, Zhao Qin went to the kitchen counter of the noodle shop that had been renovated on the balcony. Zhang Jingyao sat on the table in the inner room and looked at the certificates posted around him. They were the various awards he won when he was a child. "Youth Star First Class"

Award", "Youth Power Contest Special Award", "Transcendence Star"... Accompanied by some framed award-winning photos.

Zhang Jingyao had outstanding abilities when he was a child. He even appeared on a TV station in Maple City. He was once a well-known "prodigy" in the Bajiaolou community where his family was located. At that time, no one knew about it. He was even noticed by the youth training class of the Academy of Sciences.

The certificate for "Star" was awarded by the Academy of Sciences at that time, but later he suffered from a headache, which caused him to plummet.

The family had to go to various hospitals for examination and treatment for his disease, which put a lot of debt on the not-rich family, but there was still no improvement.

Therefore, Zhang Jingyao often did not tell his parents even if he was sick. He went to the hospital for examination and spent money on various treatments, including conservative and cutting-edge treatments, but he still couldn't cure it! He also made his parents worry for nothing.

So Zhang Jingyao simply regarded this as his problem with coexistence.

He also heard his parents worrying about the money for his medical treatment through a door, and he pulled his hair and hated himself extremely.

He is a "prodigy" who has seen the peaks and been surrounded by flowers, but fate seems to have played a joke on him, throwing him to the peaks and then mercilessly throwing him to the bottom.

It seems that he has to learn to reconcile with his imperfect self in life, because if he didn't comfort himself like this, he might have given up on himself very early. Since high school, he has endured more and more frequent headaches, but behaved like a child to his parents.

Looks much better.

Zhang Jingyao ate the hot tomatoes and eggs, and took a big bite of the rice, which had a sweet and sour taste.

The certificates and award-winning photos in this room are still used by my mother to show off to the neighbors. They are the charm blooming between her brows that have been polished by life. They are the source and sustenance of her glory for half her life. They are also the source of her glory at this time.

The front of the noodle stall transformed from a balcony is busy against all the harsh pillars of life.



After eating and washing the dishes, Zhang Jingyao entered his room, closed the door, and crawled to the bed, feeling dizzy.

The severe headache was like the tentacles of a shadow monster, twisting the left and right corners of his head, as if it wanted to tear his head into two pieces.

Then suddenly a dull pain that stopped his heart hit him. Zhang Jingyao straightened his legs. He felt bad, with a kind of sad fear that his time had come and his life had come to an end.

The next moment, my head seemed to be split open, and all the pain that felt like maggots attached to the bones was peeled away and empty.

There was darkness before his eyes, like the darkest realm at the beginning of the universe, and a rectangular thing slowly emerged.

If you want to say it, it is more like a box appearing from the long ink-like water.

There are some convex things on the top of the box that are tall and narrow at the top.

When Zhang Jingyao's gaze lingered, the first black protrusion became loose and its outer layer cracked.

A black mask quietly appeared in front of Zhang Jingyao.

Zhang Jingyao was stunned, not because of the simplicity of the black mask and the huge holes for the eyes, but because he had seen the shape of this face before.

One hundred kilometers away from Maple City, an ancient civilization relic that has been known to be ten thousand years old was unearthed, and is called the "Lianghe Civilization".

This site has unearthed gold vessels and structures that far exceed the human productivity of the time and can be called works of art. It has also triggered a large number of unexplained mysteries.

First of all, no written records or human bones have been unearthed from this civilization site. However, judging from the unearthed cultural relics, this civilization worshiped the stars and extraterrestrial creations very much. It even had an extremely accurate calendar and understood the laws of many stars' movements.

Generally speaking, a civilization with productivity that far exceeds that of its surroundings should form a culture that radiates to its surroundings and even affects subsequent human history. This is why the Lianghe Civilization caused a sensation but is puzzling.

This civilization seems to be isolated from the world, and its scale is extremely small, and there is no trace in regional historical records. It is like there are only a few hundred people, but it is highly developed and brilliant, and finally disappears silently in the long history.

Because of this kind of incomprehension, word spread from outside to outside, and when things go wrong, it is attributed to a civilization that has contact with aliens.

However, there is still no clear statement from the academic community.

The most representative piece of the Lianghe Civilization is an unearthed gold mask. It is said that its purity can reach the level of 49 gold or even 59 gold, which is already an unsolved mystery.

Zhang Jingyao once saw the golden mask up close in the Lianghe Civilization Ruins Museum. Zhang Jingyao didn't know if that was the origin of his headache.

And now, the black mask in front of him has the same shape as the golden mask.

The same simplicity, with the engravings of stars on it, and the huge depth in the eye sockets.

The black holes at the eyes of the mask had an attraction that made Zhang Jingyao want to reach out and pick up the mask and put it on his face.

Just a thought or consciousness, Zhang Jingyao found that the mask was already in his hand.

It feels cool to the touch when you hold it, but you don't feel any weight at all.

Picking up this mask, Zhang Jingyao seemed to see a man directly through nothingness.

It was a burly man about fifty or sixty years old. The man had a hooked nose and was wearing a short-collared leather jacket. He was staring at the void, his eyes deep and distant, vivid in his mind.

Zhang Jingyao put this face on his own.

Then, a sense of weightlessness and darkness enveloped him.



"Shasha...shasha..."

Zhang Jingyao opened his eyes and saw a slightly salty night sky with a few stars scattered and the moon as bright as a silver disk. Then the first thing he felt was pain.

It hurts!

There was severe pain all over my body, and there was no pain anywhere, as if many bones in my body were broken, and there was a warm liquid and bloody smell on my face.

The sound came from the friction between his back and the fine gravel on the ground. Someone was dragging one of his legs along the ground like a slaughtered pig.

Further ahead, there was the sound of shoveling sand, and the other party's accomplice seemed to be digging a hole.

A pit where people can be buried.

At this moment, the memories of Zhang Jingyao and the owner of this body seemed to merge, and he knew the ins and outs of everything.

The man's name is Van Helsing.

Twenty years ago, the boss, Longkui's top general, was arrested for the welfare of the company and sentenced to twenty years in prison. After he was released, he was given a piece of land by the current manager.

He manages the business in Hengshui Port Area.

This is a tricky business. Because the wharf of Hengshui Port does not belong to Longkui, it is a "warring" zone. Opponents are planning, there are many parties behind the scenes, and there are even... swords stabbed from behind.

And now Van Helsing, a general who was famous twenty years ago but is no longer known in the world, is obviously "on the right track".

When this information quickly passed through Zhang Jingyao's mind.

He already felt that his current body had changed.

The severe pain all over my body began to subside at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He twisted and broken his fingers, twirled them around, and returned to their original straight and strong state like a ballet from the kink.

On the back of his broken head, the bones began to grow and bond, and then nerves, flesh and blood "crawled" out and fused with each other.

As his body recovered from his injuries, he began to gain some... unimaginable abilities.

Long time no see, the new crop is still a sapling. Please save and vote, water and comment to care for the growth of the saplings, give me a hug!

(End of chapter)


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