Chapter 81 Award Ceremony/Energy Affinity
At the closing ceremony of every Battle of Zhuolu, the most attention has always been paid to the much-anticipated championship position.
The prizes for the top winners vary from year to year, but there is no doubt that each one is a rare good thing.
But this time, it is particularly precious, and the provider has attracted a lot of attention from the very beginning, making everyone look forward to it until now, and the winning team has just been confirmed.
A shocking opening, a thrilling process, and a triumphant ending. The Battle of Zhuolu was so unforgettable that it was beyond belief.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the provider of the first prize stood up and walked to the protective cover where the supernatural props were placed.
The audience was suddenly quiet.
Following the camera, the display screen projects the corresponding scene in real time. Through the crystal protective cover, the luxurious and exquisite dagger was embedded in the soft cloth. The blade was smooth and sharp, with intricate and strange patterns engraved on both sides. Whether in appearance or function, it is absolutely perfect.
As everyone held their breath, Bai Ri's fingertips slowly moved and landed above the protective shield.
Just like ripples on a smooth surface of water, the shell suddenly vibrated. The ripples grew stronger and stronger until the whole thing was in turmoil.
After a few breaths, it disintegrated like fragments and melted into the air.
The supernatural props that had been sealed for seven days finally appeared before people's eyes, although on the screen.
But even so, a unique aura surrounded the dagger, invisibly attracting everyone's attention. Perhaps this is the aura of the highest-level props, which makes people know at a glance: this thing is definitely not an ordinary product.
That makes sense. Everyone accepted this statement and looked at the team that would soon own this thing with envy and admiration.
The dagger was held in Bai Ri's hand.
The young man stood on the high platform and looked down. Right below him were the three protagonists, all looking up at him.
At first glance, they look like three toy soldiers, standing very upright.
With a sudden smile, Bai Zhou stopped the movement of turning around, and with his backhand, a familiar talisman burned out. He ignored the stairs below and the people who were waiting eagerly, and teleported directly to the stage.
In the blink of an eye, the protagonists saw that the person on the stage had disappeared. Before his brain could work, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye, staring at his neck.
I broke out in a cold sweat in broad daylight.
Protagonists:!
Audience:!
Senior management:.
The screams spread like a tide, and even the camera was frantically looking for it. Selectively ignoring everything, Bai Zhou smiled and tilted his head, finally officially meeting the protagonists.
On a sunny day, within close proximity, I, as a superior, gave the leader the honor he deserved.
The dagger, which symbolized honor and was unique in the apocalypse, dangled at the fingertips of the young man, held loosely in his mouth, and was displayed in front of the three people in a manner that was inconsistent with his identity.
"Hiss..." Si Yu'an couldn't help but take a breath and almost reached out to take it, for fear of bumping into the treasure.
Lin Muyu and Ye Yunhe were only shocked for a moment, but soon relaxed. The young man's strength is as unpredictable as his personality, and his every move is unexpected. Instead of worrying about the dagger falling, it is better to think about whether the other party did it on purpose.
As expected, the senior officials on the platform looked numb and waited and watched Bai Zhou's unconventional behavior. Even though the dagger was about to fall, their pupils only twitched slightly before they regained their composure.
The only place that was not peaceful was the audience.
The poor camera finally found the target person and projected the scene truthfully on the screen, so there were three exclamations, and after the dagger was thrown into the air, it was upgraded to a sharp explosion.
Fortunately, the dagger fell steadily into Bai Zhou's palm, and he held it in front of the three people, waiting quietly for them to take it.
This is quite different from previous years.
Lin Muyu, the team leader, stood in the middle and met the young man's eyes. The other person blinked his eyelashes lightly, with a smile in his eyes. He only looked at him for a moment and then looked away, indicating that he should take the dagger.
Unlike what he had expected, he did not have the arrogance of a superior, nor the pride of a powerful psychic. Instead, he was more like a friendly peer, who winked at him gently and offered him a friendly greeting.
It was a completely different feeling from the one I had at the opening ceremony.
He thought of the descriptions of daylight he had heard from his employees: moody, a smiling tiger, a supernatural being of unknown strength, a partner who appears and disappears at will... These words overlapped and separated from the daylight he had personally experienced, turning into masks, as blurry and unclear as flowers in the fog.
But... it was not an illusion, this psychic did have good intentions towards them. This is not a rare thing, but when it happens to the other party, people inexplicably care about it. Even the always unreliable superior said: Bai Zhou seems to have a favor for the three of them.
From the initial circus copy, to the life-threatening mountain god copy, to the current cult attack. When talking about Bai Ri with teammates not long ago, the three of them were shocked to realize that they had so many connections with this psychic who was rarely seen in the legend.
Come to think of it, the three of them had complicated feelings about daylight. A powerful psychic whose background is unknown. All his contacts so far have been just to provide help to the weak. Not to mention talking, even their status has never been equal.
But when they actually met, the young man's familiar tone and calm and gentle eyes invisibly brought them to the same level. Not a so-called superior, nor a savior, but an equal.
The gratitude that should have been expressed was delayed due to inappropriate timing, and I have not been able to express it until today.
Lin Muyu recalled the night when the mid-level group battle ended. They stayed in Qi Heng's dormitory and talked about everything. The topic extended to many different places and finally talked about Bai Zhou.
"After all, Bai Zhou is actually about the same age as us, right? He has helped us so many times, maybe we can sit down and have tea together one day?"
"I think he's very friendly to us. Last time I ran into him in the corridor, he smiled and nodded at me, even though the colleague next to him looked as if he had seen a ghost."
I still remember the moment of silence at that time, Ye Yunhe said vaguely while holding a cup of milk tea.
Si Yuan stroked his chin in thought, and nodded in agreement. There is always an unknown reason for what intuitive creatures say:
"Well, maybe we are the first team he met? Hey, maybe it's because we are excellent, so he is more gentle towards us! And I always feel that if we really invite him, he will probably agree."
"Then let's go and thank him together when we have a chance." Lin Muyu shook the clear tea in the cup and turned to look at the dazed boy: "Xiao Heng, you want to come too?"
“This…”
Qi Heng looked reluctant, as if he was forced to visit relatives during the New Year.
As the relationship deepens, teenagers often develop a cunningness that is consistent with their age. In Ye Yunhe's words, it was a precocious childish boy who finally revealed his true nature, and it was 90% deliberate.
Si Yu'an put down the iced milk tea and poked Qi Heng's face with his cold fingertips. The young man hissed, dodged, rubbed his cheek and sighed.
"Okay, I'll go too."
"Si and An's intuitive skills were copied by me. I don't think there's a chance at the moment."
"Hey, how can you call you and An Ge by your full names?" Si and An shouted in dissatisfaction, "Forget about you and An Ge, but don't call me by my full name in front of others!"
…
At that time, their perception of daylight was relatively superficial. All I know is that the other party's strength is immeasurable, that he is an indispensable psychic for the next event, and that he is also the savior who I have not yet thanked.
But as a series of events unfolded, the ingenious and complete plan came to light, and the record of no casualties demonstrated their ability. When his teammates were lost in the dark fog, the opponent's arrival was like a blessing, and in the end, it was successful as he said.
Admiration, respect, and trust have replaced the previous labels and created an insurmountable gap between these four people of similar age with special abilities.
Therefore, the "invitation" that was made also disappeared with the passage of time.
Lin Muyu exchanged a glance with his two teammates, then extended his hand in tacit understanding. The three hands seem to be some kind of carrier, spliced into one, and suspended steadily in the air, which is a different development from the links.
But Bai Ri didn't seem surprised.
The young man smiled and lowered his eyes, looking at the hands tightly packed in front of him. Without exception, all three hands had scars, new or old, and thin calluses from holding the knife for a long time. Rough hands, very common in the end times.
The dagger that was not respected in his hand was placed steadily in the hands of three people in the next second, containing a special aura, and moved away from its original owner.
The blade is icy cold, and it makes people tremble the moment it touches the skin.
"Congratulations."
The elegant voice was transmitted to everyone's ears through special facilities. Bai Zhou lowered his eyelashes slightly and did not look at the three people. Instead, he fixed his gaze on the dagger that had changed its owner, as if the pattern on the blade was more attractive than ever.
Not only did the trio's attitude towards the young man change, but at some point, the familiarity hidden in their words also seemed to disappear like an illusion with the collapse.
It solidified along with the dagger's icy temperature.
Si and An seemed to sense something and looked around in a daze. They met the gaze of Ye Yunhe who was doing the same thing beside them and they looked at each other in confusion.
This inexplicable stare-in soon ended.
Bai Zhou seemed to come back to his senses, raised his eyes with a smile, and began to give a congratulatory speech after the award ceremony according to the proper procedure.
The young man was very honest and said frankly that he did not memorize the script sent by him, so his subsequent speech was all improvisation. He hoped that the people present would not mind. The indifferent senior executives felt chilled as they listened to the audience laughing and shouting “I don’t care”.
"Really? That's good." Bai Zhou smiled, and his lively eyes and eyebrows were extremely clear on the screen. With so many identities and a sense of mystery, I’m sure that videos of the closing ceremony will be circulating on the headlines and on the Internet soon.
He turned around and saw the trio still holding the daggers obediently, with their three hands hanging straight in the air, like sealed toy soldiers.
"What is this? Put it away quickly."
The young man sighed and tapped the blade casually: "Although the tool is expensive, it is not as precious as life. The moment it was born, it was destined to collapse after completing its mission."
He stood on the steps with his head bowed, his brows and eyes calm, and he just stared at the three people quietly: "I am very happy that you were able to find a way to survive in the dangers in the past, and survived until now, until you stand here and become the leader, and take the dagger in my hand."
"This tells me that all my efforts are not in vain. So please keep going, even if the road ahead is full of thorns and blood."
"In this way, the next Battle of Zhuolu will be the smoothest one."
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The announcement of the winner has come to an end.
Logically, Bai Ri should stand there and present prizes to the next team.
But the current process is already chaotic enough, who will keep an eye on this? So when the camera turned around magnificently, and when it turned back, the four people on the stage had disappeared.
The lady in the suit walked onto the stage calmly and motioned for the second person to come on stage with a smile.
The applause continued and was left far behind. Bai Zhou and the trio were walking back and forth. The former did not intend to continue watching the closing ceremony, while the latter were preparing to go to the ward to visit their teammates.
"Mr. Daylight."
When they were about to reach the turning point, Ye Yunhe suddenly called out.
Before the last word fell, the footsteps in front stopped. The young man stood still, and after a few breaths he leaned aside with a look of confusion, the corner of his lips still raised as usual.
He did not ask, but just waited, looking at Ye Yunhe's calm and quiet eyes.
"It may be a bit presumptuous, but I want to ask a question about my teammates." Ye Yunhe spoke very quickly and clearly, "The medical staff said that there has never been such a case before, so they can't predict when Qi Heng will wake up."
"But I think that you are the psychic who brought Qi Heng here, and you are also the one who knows the most about the black fog here, so I would like to ask you if you have any relevant opinions on this."
"…Just call me by my name. No need to use honorifics."
The hem of his windbreaker brushed his calves. Bai Zhou turned around and faced the three people. He sighed and spread his hands, "It's tiring to always be addressed as Sir, Sir, and You come, You go."
Having said that, the young man had no plan to reply to the three people, but directly responded to Ye Yunhe's question.
"That boy has been in the black fog for too long. He is also one of the people closest to it. It is normal for him to be unconscious longer than others. There is no need to worry at the moment."
"By the way, do you know about energy affinity?"
"I know." Lin Muyu was startled, then nodded and replied, "Xie Ning from Lingyun Guild seems to have this physique, so he can master his abilities quickly and exert even more powerful energy."
"Yes, that's right."
"Wait?!" Si Yu'an took a deep breath and looked at Bai Zhou in disbelief. A guess emerged in his mind, "So, Xiao Heng is also..."
"Yes, that's right."
Bai Zhou chuckled, his tone still calm.
Without looking at the shocked expressions of the three people, he looked towards the quiet lake not far away. The sunlight poured through the branches and leaves, and several beams of light fell on the sparkling surface of the lake. With the vision of a psychic, one can easily see the tiny dust particles flying in the light.
"The same is true for black fog, which is condensed from pure to extreme energy. It has the same origin as the alien energy, but is a completely different ability."
"Having a body that is energy-friendly and enjoying the corresponding talents will naturally lead to corresponding drawbacks. After being swallowed by the black mist, the energy in the body repels it, and the magnetic field becomes even more chaotic, so it is naturally difficult to locate."
"Once the energy in your body calms down, you will naturally wake up. So, there is no need to worry, just wait."
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