"Hall of a Hundred Kings, please descend and join the guild!"
The voice, though cold, possessed an inherent majesty, like a command from heaven, echoing powerfully between heaven and earth, and resounding loudly in Shen Qian's ears.
The Hall of a Hundred Kings?
Please invite me to join the company?
He paused in surprise before sinking in place.
Gu Zifang and the others only heard rumbling thunder as the seemingly real seven-colored dragon swooped down toward the ground, while Shen Qian remained standing still.
"Sink forward!"
Ouyang Fei and the others shouted anxiously, preparing to pull Shen Qian away. However, the dragon was incredibly fast. Before they could react, it crashed into the ground and exploded into countless colorful lights, engulfing Shen Qian, who was standing alone.
The intense light made everyone squint, and when the light faded, Gu Zifang and the others quickly opened their eyes to look.
Shen Qian still stood there blankly, the ground around him was intact, the dragon that had appeared out of nowhere was like an illusion, it seemed... nothing had happened?
When someone looked up, the dark clouds in the sky had long since vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed.
If they hadn't confirmed what had just happened with each other, everyone would have thought it was all a dream.
They discussed it in astonishment for a while, but no one could give a clear answer.
"Maybe it's just someone's prank?"
A well-dressed young man from a wealthy family laughed, "I've seen similar fireworks before, they can even mimic the legendary tribulation clouds and unleash purple lightning, but they're extremely expensive..."
This explanation was quite convincing, and soon no one bothered with the matter anymore, taking it as a prank by someone trying to relieve the pressure of the college entrance examination.
The messenger from the Thousand Star Society had already left, and seeing that there was no more excitement to see, the crowd gradually dispersed.
Ouyang Fei and the others hadn't left yet; they were just surrounding Shen Qian, who looked dazed and lost in thought. They had tried calling out to him several times, but Shen Qian seemed to be possessed and didn't respond at all.
Just as everyone was about to ask their teachers for help, Shen Qian blinked and finally came to his senses.
"Shen Qian?" Seeing that Shen Qian's eyes seemed to finally focus, Gu Zifang tried calling out.
"...I'm fine." Shen Qian took a deep breath, and his consciousness finally returned to reality.
"I was really startled when I saw that dragon bump into you." Ouyang Fei breathed a sigh of relief. "Luckily, it was just a false alarm!"
"I just heard people over there talking about how fireworks that can create celestial phenomena cost at least a million yuan each. I don't know how they can be so bored..." Gu Zifang shook her head.
"fireworks?"
Shen Qian was puzzled, and since no one had asked him about such a commotion, he thought of a possibility and asked, "You...didn't you hear anything just now?"
"sound?"
Everyone looked over curiously.
What was that sound?
Are you referring to the rolling thunder?
Seeing that everyone looked blank, Shen Qian realized that only he could hear the voice.
"Shen Qian, what's wrong?" Gu Zifang asked, noticing that Shen Qian's expression was unusual.
"Hmm, I'm fine."
For a moment, Shen Qian didn't know how to explain, because he hadn't fully grasped the situation either.
"Let's go eat!"
He put the small golden ball he was holding into his pocket and smiled.
...
In an alley not far from the provincial stadium, Sun Ping, looking bewildered, was making a phone call using his wristband.
"...A seven-colored dragon, with golden light in its mouth... Yes, yes, Minister, I guarantee I'm absolutely not mistaken!" Sun Ping said with absolute certainty.
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone before a solemn voice came through.
"If I remember correctly, this is a relatively ancient communication method that only kings and nobles could deploy after the disaster and before the reconstruction of communication base stations. It can travel thousands of miles in an instant. I need to check the previous information to confirm the specifics."
"Minister, do you mean that a prince contacted Shen Qian just now?" Sun Ping exclaimed in surprise. "Could it be that the rumor about Shen Qian being taken as a disciple by the Marquis of Jingcheng is true?"
"Whatever the reason, it shows that we may have misjudged the situation."
The person on the other end of the phone said, puzzled, "Regardless of whether he is a prince or not, according to the information we have, Shen Qian's name is indeed not among the high-scoring candidates in the first two subjects. I even checked it twice. Where did we go wrong?"
"Actually, I think you don't need to be so worried, Minister. We are just following the rules."
Sun Ping thought for a moment and advised, "This practical battle has limited the realm. The information we received on short notice is that Shen Qian may have reached the fifteenth level or higher, but we cannot confirm the specific details. Naturally, we can only go through the assessment mechanism. Your approach is perfectly reasonable."
"Fine, since he refused, let's put this matter aside for now and talk about it later."
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have come to a realization, letting out a long sigh and saying, "Even if we miss out on a genius, it's not a big deal. Does our Thousand Stars Society lack another genius like that?"
“That’s exactly right, Minister is wise!” Sun Ping said with a smile.
...
The results of the college entrance examination will be released in ten days.
For all the test takers, these ten days were undoubtedly the happiest ten days of their lives so far.
There's no need to worry about the future for now. Parents will also be exceptionally open-minded during these few days, and will usually provide a "huge" sum of money for activities... If you're not excited now, when will you be?
When he stood once again beside the lush green wheat field outside the east gate of Ming City, waiting for the military personnel to arrive, even with his current physique, he couldn't help but rub his throbbing temples, feeling that he was still slightly drunk.
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