Chapter 088 You'll be fooled by someone, either on purpose or as an idiot
After analyzing the situation of the national martial arts competition, Aiwen went downstairs to finish homework with Xue Li. At this time, Qian Wei was also busy with dinner.
By 7:30, everyone had finished their work, met in the restaurant on the second floor, and had dinner slowly.
Being able to be so leisurely is thanks to the fact that the museum now closes at 7pm instead of 9pm in the past.
To be honest, working until 9 o'clock every night is actually quite anti-human. However, this time is not set by Mu Feng at will, but a routine and tradition.
Seven in the morning and nine in the evening is the work and rest standard that most traditional martial arts schools in the United States abide by.
The origin of this ancient tradition is said to be traced back to the early days of the Podia Empire more than five hundred years ago.
At that time, classical metal smelting technology gradually reached its peak, steel production surged, and the royal family also issued decrees to encourage the development of martial arts.
At this point, the martial arts cultural system has finally reached its peak in history with the comprehensive prosperity of technology, economy, culture, and politics.
The classical master-disciple inheritance system was formally completed at that time, and the development form of schools and martial arts schools relying on each other was established.
Countless martial arts schools are popping up, quickly occupying almost every town.
During this period, Howell, known as the "Double Master Martial Saint", took the lead in establishing the training code of "rising in the morning and fighting for the moon at night" in his own school.
Subsequently, a large number of schools began to follow suit, and eventually evolved into a seven-a-morning to nine-a-morning gym schedule, which continues to this day.
However, tradition is tradition, and in the face of practical difficulties, these old rules must eventually give way.
A demonstration and riot not only severely damaged Lane City's economy, but also completely destroyed the once peaceful atmosphere.
The public no longer believes in the government's ability to ensure security, and the gradually rising unemployment rate has indeed made social unrest inevitable.
Under this situation, neither the parents nor the gym are worried about the students returning too late.
There was even a situation where parents of students chose to withdraw their children because they were dissatisfied with the time arrangement of the gym.
Faced with these realities, Mu Feng had to break with tradition and change the training time from Monday to Friday to end at seven o'clock.
As a result, the family's meal time has been changed from rushing to eat at 6 o'clock to eating at 7:30. Although the dinner time has been pushed back by a full hour and a half, there is no need to be so anxious, even
We have time to watch TV together, chat and so on.
Hmm...or should I say, interrogation?
"Evan, I heard from Xue Li that you did well in the exam a while ago?"
Qian Wei casually picked up a piece of ribs for Xue Li, then stroked the deer, and asked seemingly casually.
"Then which university do you plan to attend in the future? Do you have a goal?"
"It's not decided yet. I plan to wait until my senior year of high school to consider it."
Alvin took the chicken drumstick stuffed by the deer in a bowl and answered in the same casual manner.
"Anyway, I must try my best to stay with Xue Li..."
After getting a satisfactory answer, Qian Wei raised her eyebrows and wanted to continue, but Xue Li's surprise quickly diverted her attention.
"What are these priests doing, other than reciting scriptures?"
Xue Li stretched out her hand and pointed at the magical scene on the TV, her face full of surprise at the exaggerated acting skills.
But I was really surprised, because in the program, you can see more than a dozen priests wearing different religious costumes and some ordinary people wearing strange clothes, "having their own fits."
Some of them lowered their heads and muttered something silently, some twitched and danced on the spot, some even sat on the ground with their fingers twitching, and some mysteriously threw some ancient coins around.
To say that the demons are dancing wildly is not an exaggeration at all.
Qianwei looked at it carefully and said with some uncertainty.
"It seems like a challenge? Judging from the narration, the so-called "prediction competition" is currently taking place. The challengers use various means to predict where the program crew will hide the designated items..."
The conversation between the two made other people start to really pay attention to the program on TV. After watching it for a while, Hodel suddenly pointed to the scrolling advertising banner on the side of the screen and said:
"Wait a minute, am I reading that right? The Ultimate Mystery Contest of the United States is a weekly event. Individuals or religious figures across the country who believe they have special abilities are welcome to participate.
Once you successfully pass the level three times in a row, you will receive the ultimate grand prize of one million yuan... Go ahead, one million yuan?!"
Hodel was shocked at the time. Is this mentally retarded program so good?
Look again, it’s still the second national channel?!
He immediately turned to look at fellow sufferer Rosen.
"What do you think the two of us should participate in? If we are really fooled three times, we will pay it forward!"
A pair of unlucky brothers suddenly began to fantasize about the beauty of getting rich overnight, and then they were given a blow by Qianwei alone.
"Hurry up and eat, what are you daydreaming about?!"
Ignoring the other people's banter, Mu Feng and Ai Wen, the married couple, stared at the advertisement on the TV and suddenly looked thoughtful at the same time.
Mu Feng then thought of some very vague news that he had just received yesterday. The upper echelons of the United States seemed to be at odds with the religious community recently.
As for Aiwen, he guessed the fundamental reason why this weird program appeared on the national channel in a grand manner.
"Is this an attempt to fish? Or is it a clumsy performance to inspire those who may have extraordinary powers to come forward on their own?"
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sneered.
If the other party really has this purpose, then he is really out of his mind.
However, this also allowed him to completely let go of his last worries.
It seems that there really are no hidden extraordinary professionals in the main world. Otherwise, the United States, one of the top powers in the world, would not have used such ridiculous methods.
"But... I wonder how the Creation Church responded to the governments of various countries? The performance of the top officials of the United States is obviously a bit deceived!"
Although he doesn't know the specific situation, Ivan believes that the scene must be very lively, and there may even be a quarrel within the Creation Cult.
"As long as it ferments for a while, we should be able to find opportunities to carry out the next plan."
He knew very well that he was dancing on the tip of a knife, and if he was not careful, he might be doomed, but there was nothing he could do.
Judging from the current economic situation, if the top management of mankind is not allowed to realize the huge crisis hidden behind the mutation phenomenon, sooner or later all countries will have to fight among themselves because of the economic crisis...
While thinking about it, Alvin once again considered whether to throw 002 stationed at the city government over to the county government.
After all, the information that the city government can get is really limited, and the special team of the Presidential Palace also evacuated yesterday, so it is really useless to keep 002 there.
Although devices such as temperature detectors can vaguely detect the existence of shadows, it should be safe to hide in walls and underground and occasionally eavesdrop or secretly read documents, right?
Well, the last worry is completely gone, someone immediately plans to use the invisibility property of shadow to reduce dimensions and bully ordinary people.
"002 Now rush to Changhe City and take a ride on the highway. It will probably take two or three hours to get there...
Wait, it seems that a female teacher who skipped class is in Changhe City. You can have 002 teleport directly to 004, which will be much closer..."
Thinking of this, Ai Wen had a thought, and the perspective in his mind suddenly switched to Shadow 004.
At this time, Agent Dream, who was wearing a blue plain one-piece sweater and looked very pure, with a bit of student spirit, was enjoying a candlelight dinner with his netizens.
Xu Huang, a second-generation rich man with the pseudonym "Xu Tao", was looking at the not-so-stunning woman in front of him with an infatuated look, his eyes flashing with the unique infatuation of a boy in love.
Although they met from the beginning, the two met three times in reality, twice for dinner and once to watch a movie, and the girl didn't even let him touch her hands.
But coupled with the words that hit his heart every day when chatting over the Internet every day, this man has completely fallen.
So...you need to be careful when chatting online!
"Why don't you eat? Don't always look at others~"
She removed the labels of impulsive, passionate, female teacher, etc., and replaced her with the character of a pure girl, Meng Jie. I don’t know if she has carefully studied pure natural girls like Xue Li, or if she is simply gifted. Anyway, she expresses both anger and smile.
She is very natural, just like a female student who has just graduated and started working.
The level of acting is absolutely top-notch, and he deserves to be a professional.
And it was the cleanliness she showed that directly hit Xu Huang, who had been dissatisfied with his father's chaotic private life since he was a child.
It makes the rich second-generation young people who have seen beautiful women since childhood and are tired of eating seafood from all over the world feel that their hearts are about to melt.
"Okay, I'll eat it, I'll eat it too!"
His mentally retarded performance at this moment even made the bodyguard hiding next to him unable to stand it.
Several married bodyguard brothers really wanted to grab their third son, slap him in the face, and then tell him loudly:
"Sir, please wake up! There is no future for licking dogs..."