Chapter 83 I can’t keep up! (2)

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Ding Sheng was really possessed by a ghost!

While possessed, he felt nothing.

It wasn't until Yang Zheng put his hand around his neck that he realized something was wrong.

How could he do those actions, and his thoughts at that time... were actually devouring

Yes, he wanted to devour everyone present at that time, whether they were teachers or classmates, and make them all a part of himself. He didn't think there was anything wrong with this at all, and even thought they should be happy.

"Come on, how joyful!"

"Together, let's be together!"

"Come, follow me..."

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Although he has been receiving psychological counseling these days, he still doesn't dare to recall it. What he dares not to recall the most is that he doesn't feel anything unusual at all.

It's like, when he's hungry he wants to eat, when he's tired he wants to sleep, that's what he thinks.

"What if...what if I really swallowed them then?"

Of course, he was questioned about his condition at the time, and he described it in detail. After that, I couldn't help but want to ask a question in return.

"You'll turn them into infected."

"…Infected"

Those people showed him the information. In that information, almost all of the infected were warriors. They were incredibly strong, as light as a swallow, yet also brutal and ruthless.

And the most important thing is that there are no signs before they break out.

Maybe in the last moment, he was your kind brother and friendly neighbor, and the next second he stretched out his bloody hand to you.

"What happens next?"

"after"

"These are the people who, after doing these things..."

"You're asking, can these people return to normal after doing these things?"

Ding Sheng felt a little embarrassed. Regardless of whether they could recover, these people were criminals. But because he had been possessed before, although he didn't feel anything when he was possessed, he still remembered his thoughts before that - he was jealous.

"You are jealous of Yang Zheng"

"Yes."

"Why"

"Very... dazzling."

"Dazzling"

“…She defeated the Liu brothers and sisters, and everyone was looking at her.”

"Anything else?"

"I'm also jealous of the Liu brothers and sisters."

He glanced at Mr. Li, wondering if he even needed to ask. But then, considering his status, he figured he probably genuinely couldn't understand. So, after a moment of silence, he finally said, "Because they've always been the focus."

“So, you want to be the center of attention?”

He had never thought about this. His family was very ordinary, he went to an ordinary school, and he was an ordinary student in a very ordinary class, or rather a bad class.

He had no talent for martial arts—he had once thought that he could become a peerless master and be taught by some master, but as he got closer to his third year of high school, this idea faded.

At home, his parents began asking him what skills he wanted to learn and hoped that he could drive an excavator.

"Building buildings and houses is always necessary, at least it is necessary to repair roads."

He kept silent. He didn't want to learn any skills. If he went to a technical school, his future seemed to be foreseeable - just like the car repair and car wash shops near his home.

It's not that it's bad. My family has discussed that small shop. Although the shop is not big and looks very tidy, the income is actually very good and the boss can drive a luxury car.

But he didn't want to. When he thought about repairing and washing cars for other people day after day, he felt an indescribable panic. But what else could he do if he didn't do this?

Is it difficult for him to get into university? Even if he does, it will probably be a not-so-good school. So will it be better for him to graduate than to study technology?

It doesn't seem likely.

"We've seen some of your information."

He didn't speak for a long time. Mr. Li spoke slowly. He raised his head, a little puzzled.

"Well, you seem...very ambitious about the future."

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He suddenly remembered and his face turned red. In fact, he had already thought about what he had written and hidden, things that most people would not notice, and they must have been seen by these people. But when it was mentioned at this time, he still felt an indescribable shame.

"I, that... well, it's just random thoughts."

"Ah, we all have fantasies," Mr. Li said slowly, his tone relaxed and a bit smiling. "I used to want to save the world."

He raised his head and Li Yinuo shrugged: "It's more unreliable than you think."

He shook his head.

"Why, do you still think it's reliable?"

"...You are the Grandmaster." He said slowly.

Grandmasters, to him, were legendary figures. His understanding of them was limited to those of innate… or indeed, acquired martial artists. To him, they seemed like beings from another world. Grandmasters, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them gods from heaven. Among his fantasies was the thought of a Grandmaster willing to accept him as a disciple. However, he knew that if that ever happened, it would be nothing more than a fairy tale.

“Same.”

That’s what Mr. Li said at the time. He listened, but didn’t quite understand, but was more confused… Is there no difference even among the Grandmasters?

Even Mr. Li seems unable to see the future, so what can he see?

But now that Yang Zheng asked this... he couldn't help but think about it.

He didn't answer for a long time. Yang Zheng sighed in his heart - a common problem among young people!

When I was young, I always thought I had an unlimited future, and that’s right!

But if you set your resolutions early, set your goals early and work hard for them, your future will be brighter.

"Think about it carefully. It's best to think about what you are good at."

Ding Sheng was stunned. Yang Zheng enlightened him, saying, "Look, why was the last emperor able to study history? He learned it since he was a child. Although he didn't have a formal degree, his education was no worse than that of an average history major. We may not have his qualifications, but we have our own strengths. Think about it, think carefully!"

Yang Zheng looked encouraging, but Ding Sheng was completely confused.

The last emperor, he knew, was most famous for writing an autobiography. Yang Zheng's idea was that he could also write an autobiography.

No! No, he can't be thought of like that.

There's nothing wrong with the last emperor writing an autobiography. Even if it's heretical and public, there are still some problems with it.

His specialty... is being sensitive to heresy. He's already very cooperative, but he needs to be even more cooperative.

No, no, how could he think about this? Isn't what we are talking about now about saving the world? It should be this thing. Yang Zheng wants him to think about his own strengths and then contribute to the world. Then, even if he becomes an ordinary person in the future, he will have a good future.

That's how it should be!

Even Mr. Li said it was wishful thinking, but he shouldn't just be thinking about what to do after retirement!

Ding Sheng secretly clenched his fists.

Then how come he took the initiative to contact those things?

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Ding Sheng went back dazed and told the story in a daze. Then, almost everyone was really stunned!

Proactive contact

Actively contact heretics

Heretics can also take the initiative to contact

But...it seems that it is possible

I don't know if it will work, but I can definitely try!

Everyone was shocked and wondered why they hadn't thought of it earlier. It wasn't that they had all become stupider, but mainly because they had never had this experience before - before Ding Sheng, no one in the world could sense heresy.

And after that, they can't say that they haven't tried this before, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to predict it earlier, but in the past they only had feelings, not connections.

After figuring this out, the Public Security Bureau of the entire Biandong...or the entire Central Plains Province, became busy again.

——For various reasons, although the headquarters of the Provincial Public Security Bureau is still in the provincial capital, most of the personnel and equipment have been transferred to Bianliang.

This matter was also reported to the imperial capital.

There is naturally some controversy about this matter, but everyone thinks it is worth a try.

Of course, you must be well prepared before trying.

Not to mention the efforts and chaos of all parties behind the scenes, Yang Zheng still had to do what she had to do. Then, she finally asked for her textbooks and study materials to be sent over. Although she didn't understand any of the science subjects because there was no one to tutor her, she still had to try her best.

Her action also made the people in the police station wonder if she was too bored.

In fact, in order to prevent her from feeling this way, they had prepared various things to pass the time.

For those who are more positive, there are exercise rooms, and for those who are less active, there are game halls. There are a wide variety of games inside, from claw machines to motion sensing games, but Yang Zheng has never played any of them.

It is a common consensus that Yang Zheng doesn't like games, but now it is a bit difficult to deal with.

So Wei Yijian was sent over.

Yes, Wei Yijian.

It is easier for women of similar age to deal with Yang Zheng. For this reason, Wang Fengyang's niece Wang Ying was specially called over earlier, but she returned empty-handed after just a few words.

Wang Ying can be considered a favored daughter of heaven. Although her family background does not give her any advantages in the Fushan Sect, she has a cheerful and lively personality, is good-looking, and most importantly, has good talent. In such a large sect, she is like a fish in water - otherwise Wei Yijian would not have brought her with him when he went out to travel last time. Although this is because Wang Ying and he have the same teacher, he really does not hate Wang Ying.

Wang Ying was extremely nervous about the task of dealing with Yang Zheng. She thought that even if he scolded her, belittled her, or despised her, she would greet him with a smile. Even if they couldn't become friends, she would definitely try to establish a relationship. However, Yang Zheng, upon seeing her, responded with a compassionate look: "Why are you... doing this?"

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"Um, do you know me?" Wang Ying said carefully, "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Wang Ying, and I'm also from the Fushan School. Wei Yijian is my senior brother."

Yang Zheng sighed.

"I'm also from Biandong."

Yang Zheng sighed again.

"I like eating our Biandong ramen the most, what about you?"

Yang Zheng didn't say anything.

"Have you ever tried the ramen at Nishiji Bridge?"

“…Let’s go back.”

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Wang Ying was stunned, she didn't know what to do. She had made sufficient preparations, but, but... what was this?

Yang Zheng could look down on her, despise her, be nice to her on the surface, but actually be very disgusted with her in his heart, but was he really going to drive her away like this?

"Um, Yang Zheng..."

"Really, listen to me and go back."

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