He lowered his head and glanced at the girl next to him. He coughed and said, "You were also... called here?"
The girl next to him listened to his words, raised her head and glanced in his direction.
This glance is somewhat unfamiliar.
This made Wang Guangyao feel a little embarrassed.
This was not the first time he had met this girl. Not to mention that he had seen her at his relative's house before, but since Qi Guang was Wang Weizhen's friend, they had met each other once or twice.
But even now, his relationship with this girl is still the same as when they first met, and the other party can't remember him at all.
Scratching his head, Wang Guangyao sighed.
They are now standing outside the Prophet's door.
Originally the prophet called them, as if he wanted to tell them something, but then, a beautiful black-haired girl walked into the room before them, so they had to stop outside.
The noise in the room was not small, but due to the sound insulation problem, Wang Guangyao could only hear a few words. It seemed to be something like "Zou Ye" and "Hundred Ghosts".
It probably refers to an important person or organization.
Wang Guangyao thought so in his heart and was extremely sure about this.
Ever since Wang Weizheng pulled him closer to the bizarre world hidden beneath reality, he seemed somewhat decadent.
If you know nothing, you can still be a carefree, happy and blissful person. But once you look up and see the dark clouds covering the sky, you will feel a headache.
Wang Guangyao now feels a terrible headache.
Perhaps it was because of his previous experience in the abandoned hospital, or perhaps it was because of his own personality problems, but after learning that the future might be worse than the present, Wang Guangyao suddenly didn't want to work hard anymore.
It's not that he feels that hard work is useless, it's just a feeling that instead of participating in daily study and life, he should learn some methods to preserve himself in the future.
How can learning math, physics and chemistry well guarantee that I won't be torn apart by monsters in the future? Can memorizing the multiplication table make those aliens so amazed that they treat me as a guest of honor?
So Wang Guangyao is not a completely useless person as Wang Weizheng thinks. He just feels that what he is learning now will hardly be useful in the future, so he is thinking about how to learn some skills that will be useful to him in the future.
This cannot be blamed on Wang Weizheng.
Director Wang has been very busy recently and has little time to take care of Wang Guangyao. Wang Guangyao himself has parents, and although they don’t see each other very often on weekdays, they occasionally talk on the phone.
This conversation gave Wang Guangyao's parents a big shock.
They suddenly discovered that their son didn't seem to like going to school very much recently, and he often missed classes. In addition, he seemed to often hang out in various special areas, and sometimes he was reported to the police as a suspicious guy.
In addition, his expenses gradually increased. According to Wang Guangyao's parents' observation, their child often bought protein powder, testosterone and other things in some stores, and it seemed that he was planning some strange plan.
Moreover, when Wang Guangyao was talking to them on the phone, he seemed to be quite absent-minded. He would often become distracted while talking, as if he was thinking about things far in the future. His words were filled with vicissitudes and confusion that left his parents puzzled, just as hesitant as he was when he was choosing his college entrance examination major.
All these things made Wang Guangyao's parents feel that their child might have encountered something serious. Either he had a campus loan, or someone had cheated him out of something important.
So they turned to Wang Weizheng.
Wang Wei was thinking about it and felt that the only thing that had been giving Wang Guangyao a headache recently was the dinner party not long ago.
So he thought about it for a while and felt that Wang Guangyao must have started the bad mode, thinking that the world was about to end, so he didn't need to work hard anymore.
Faced with such a situation, Wang Weizheng really had no choice.
On the one hand, he was a very serious person and didn't know how to pull Wang Guangyao back to what he thought was the right path; on the other hand, he was really too busy.
The end result was that he felt Bering should have a solution.
It’s not because of the identity of a “prophet”, or rather, it’s not just because of Bering’s identity.
Wang Wei was thinking this way because he took a quick look and found that the people under Bai Ling were all somewhat young and naive.
Bringing so many people together for education, Bai Ling must be quite good at guiding innocent young people. At least among Ming Zhou, there are many people that Wang Weizheng thinks are quite talented, such as Ding Yan, Ji Qianqin, etc., not to mention Song Qingci who was abducted later.
From this point of view, Bai Ling probably has his own unique insights on planning his life, so Wang Weizheng can rest assured by leaving Wang Guangyao to him.
At least it’s better than Wang Weizheng coming alone.
Wang Weizheng thought about it and felt that if he were to plan a path for Wang Guangyao, he would most likely keep him with him, throw a knife to him, and assign him a few alien species. He would then lock them in a cage and train him harshly while ensuring that the alien species would not kill Wang Guangyao.
He was very familiar with this set of skills - because Wang Weizheng himself was trained in this way by Qingguang.
It's okay for Wang Weizheng to be considerate to his subordinates, but it would be too difficult for him to guide a novice who is starting from scratch.
Not to mention Wang Weizheng, Qingguang himself was not very good at taking care of children. Otherwise, An Jianxiu and Wang Weizheng, who he met, would not have looked a little bit weird.
From this point of view, it has to be Bering!
As the person involved, Wang Guangyao certainly had no idea what his uncle was thinking.
He just felt more and more embarrassed now.
After coughing for a long time, he still couldn't think of any topic to bring the two people closer together.
I always feel that no matter what I say, the girl opposite named "Han Qianqiu" will stare at me with eyes as pure as lake water, without saying a word, just watching.
Such people would probably be at a loss even if they were confronted by those with social phobia.
Wang Guangyao thought that his social skills were not too bad, but in the end he was defeated by Han Qianqiu.
Fortunately, in the end, the sound of the door opening interrupted Wang Guangyao's embarrassing situation.
With a creaky sound, the bronze wooden door opened and closed from the middle, revealing the simple furnishings inside.
Bright light shone through the door, accompanied by regular footsteps, and fell on the floor in front of Wang Guangyao.
He looked up and saw a girl with long flowing hair and unusually bright appearance walking out of the door slowly with gentle steps.
Noticing Wang Guangyao's gaze, the girl turned her head and smiled at him.
"Hello," she said in her not-so-fluent Mandarin, "It's your turn."
Not a Chinese? Wang Guangyao had a rough guess in his mind: "Is she from the island country? She looks pretty."
While thinking this in his heart, he nodded quickly: "Thank you, thank you."
As a newbie who has just entered the industry, Wang Guangyao knows too well what kind of big shots these seemingly glamorous and non-intimidating guys are behind the scenes.
Putting aside other things, just the pale-faced man in the room who looks almost powerless, isn't he an absolute boss trusted by his uncle?
So although Wang Guangyao didn’t understand other things, at least he had now fully understood the idea that “one must lower one’s posture.”
The girl was obviously startled by what he did.
She glanced at Wang Guangyao, nodded at him with a smile, and then left the corridor.
Only Wang Guangyao and Han Qianqiu were left standing together, staring at each other.
After a while, Wang Guangyao was the first to muster up the courage.
He knocked on the wooden door, then said boldly: "Hello... Hello, I am Wang Guangyao..."
Not long after, a gentle voice came from inside the door: "Please come in."
Wang Guangyao breathed a sigh of relief after getting permission.
He secretly glanced at Han Qianqiu next to him, and found that the little girl still had that expressionless face. He could only grit his teeth and push open the wooden door.
As soon as he opened the wooden door, he saw a familiar figure sitting behind the large wooden table.
Bai Ling leaned back in his chair and pointed to the chair in front of him, motioning for the two to sit down.
Wang Guangyao and Han Qianqiu took two steps forward at the same time, each found a chair to sit down. With one tall and one short, they looked like dominoes.
Bai Ling straightened up, pushed away the teacup in front of him, and asked casually, "Da Hong Pao and pearl milk tea, according to the instructions, are probably not expired. If necessary, you can pick them up and drink them at will."
He smiled and said, "I'm just chatting with you guys. I'm not interrogating you or accusing you. Just think of it as a conversation between friends about life and ideals."
Listen to his voice.
王光耀低头看了一眼自己面前的茶杯。
果不其然，他面前茶杯里面正漾着浅浅的波纹，大概是才泡上不久、温度和口感应该非常完美。
……如果不是里面是珍珠奶茶的话，王光耀大概会感觉很舒心。
他扭头看了一眼身边的韩千秋，才发现那个女孩已经捧着茶杯小口小口地抿起来，注意到王光耀的视线之后、她过脑袋，不解地看着她。
看着韩千秋这副模样，王光耀实在是没有办法把交换饮料这件事情说出来。
按照正常情况，不应该是他喝红茶、而韩千秋这样的女孩喝珍珠奶茶吗？ ……虽然他确实很喜欢喝甜的东西。
抬头看了一眼白令，察觉到这个先知眼中的笑意，王光耀知道、自己的想法恐怕已经被看穿了。
他只能尴尬地捧起珍珠奶茶，放在自己的嘴边、然后用牙齿咬着奶茶的杯壁。
……真好喝。
王光耀为自己这么干脆利落地放弃而感到羞愧。
白令则是笑着看向王光耀。
他还记得自己前不久第一次看到这个男孩的时候。
总感觉已经过去很长一段时间了，别的不说，魔女自己都打了一次、而且这中间还发生了这么多事情，确实让人觉得过了很久。
“王伟正说，你是对未来的生活看不到什么希望，”白令说道，手中的笔点在本子上，“因为缺失了能够努力的支点，以至于连日常生活都变得混乱起来。”
听到白令的声音之后，王光耀放下茶杯、表情有些急。
他刚想要开口说什么，但是却被白令打断：“当然，这只是王伟正本人的想法。”
“他是一个看人很准的家伙，但是因为性格比较严肃刚正，而且保守古板、所以对于很多新的东西看法偏向于中立，这很正常。”
白令放下手中的笔：“我知道你本人的想法肯定不是如此。虽然我们见的次数还不算多，但是我相信你并不是一个容易放弃的人。不然的话，在废弃医院的时候、你早就抛下自己的同学逃命了。”
“让我猜猜，你之所以搞乱自己的生活、是因为你觉得现在投入的东西在未来不能够收获既定的结果？”
白令平静地说道：“你想要学的东西，并不是眼下你正在研习的，而是某些……更加实际的技能。”
“比如说，跟你的叔叔一样，将使用刀剑成为几近本能的呼吸，又或者是祁光那样、在针对异常事务总能够冷静应对，毫无破绽……”
看着王光耀，白令的笑容有些意味深长：“又或是像我一样，永远快人一步、将命运的涟漪尽收眼底？”
闻言。
王光耀的眼神猛然一亮。
他几乎是控制不住自己的激动，身体猛然前倾：“可以吗？！”
如果说王伟正、祁光仅仅只能称得上向往，那么“预知未来”……这几乎是不加掩饰的诱惑了！ 眼中的笑意越发浓郁，白令身体微微后仰：“当然不行。”
“每个人的能力都是自己挖掘出来的，就如同很少有人一出生就知道自己长什么样一般，从没有人从一开始就知道自己的长处，“白令说道，“你以为你的叔叔是花了多长时间才找到自己的专精，你又觉得祁光是犹豫了多久才推敲出无数个可堪一用的方案？”
点了点自己的脑袋，白令的声音逐渐平静：“所以你现在的问题并不是你以为的那样、在应对目标的时候使不上劲。恰恰相反，你现在真正需要面对的问题是——你太好高骛远了。”
“这段时间你的精力太过分散，虽然尝试了很多，但是始终找不到真正适合你的东西。可惜时间的紧迫又让你不得不急切行动，并且构成了一个死循环。”
“这个过程大概会持续到你找到真正擅长的东西之前，可能是一个月、可能是一年，甚至可能是……一辈子。”
听着白令的声音，王光耀张了张嘴。
但是最后却什么话都没有说。
他自己也隐隐察觉到了这一点。
他现在太过急躁了，拼命想要找到真正能够傍身的技巧，却忘记了这些技巧可能需要的是持之以恒的锻炼。不然，它们很难成为王光耀真正的助力。甚至于，它们可能根本不会出现。
瞥了一眼纠结的王光耀，白令微笑着说道：“当然，急躁也并非是单纯的坏事。有的时候，让自己的心态保持一点压力，对你也有好处。”
他将笔随手扔了出去，并且准确命中了王光耀身后的垃圾桶：“事实上，普通人也并非不能够成为对付异种的猎人。我认识一个人，虽然年龄还小、甚至高中都还没有毕业，但是她却在枪械上具有惊人的天赋。在前不久发生的一场阴谋之中，她就凭借自己枪械的天赋、保护了自己的同伴，并且撑到了援军的到来。”
枪械……
看着白令，王光耀的眼神又闪烁起光芒：“难道说，您的意思是我有枪械……”
“不，”还没等他说完，白令就打断了他，“就像是我之前说的那样，每个人的天赋都是不同的，没必要生搬硬套。”
“我说这句话的意思就是，她作为一个此前从来没有碰过枪的人、在经历一些特殊情况之后，竟然能够将枪械使用的如此完美……”
白令平静地说道：“同样的，你也能够做到。”
“每个人的命运轨迹是完全不同的，有些人可能一辈子都无法体悟到的深刻道理、在细微的催化之下就会盛开出漂亮的鲜花。你也是如此——你想象不到的天赋，只需要经过一点小小的引导，就能够长成壮观的参天大树。”
身体微微前倾，白令微笑着说道：“而我就有这样的能力。”
“你大概没有忘记我的名字是什么，对吧？”
闻言，王光耀愣愣地看着白令。
好一会儿，他才明白过来：“难道说……您……！”
看着莫名激动起来的王光耀，白令微微颔首。
虽然他其实现在什么都不懂，但是不妨碍他拿套话给王光耀画大饼。
他又不是能够看到几十年后的未来，鬼知道未来的王光耀适合什么。
而且王光耀也不是日记本上记载的强者，对于他的培养方案、其实白令也没想好。
不过有一句话倒是真的。
有他在，王光耀还真能少走很多弯路。
至少现在先把他带在身边吧，别的不说，起码他的脑子挺好。最近王伟正又不忙，估计也顾不上王光耀。真要让王光耀就这么蹉跎下去，恐怕他真的就一事无成了。
虽然说麻烦是麻烦了一点，但是反正王伟正都做过承诺了，白令也不介意为了这个国内最强战力稍微多费点功夫。
因此他端起自己面前的茶杯，轻轻抿了一口，才开口说道：“待会儿，我给你发一部手机，那里面有明昼的人工智能。”
“通过这个人工智能，你去找一个叫‘葬仪师’的人，”白令说道，“她会告诉你，你接下来应该锻炼什么。”
作为人类力量的天花板，林柩当然是会锻炼的。
而且她的锻炼方法，连王伟正都找不出什么毛病来。
有她帮忙看着，恐怕王光耀会累到沾枕头就睡的地步。
尽管锻炼身体可能没啥大用，但是好的体魄还是能够让他在未来遇到麻烦事都轻松一些。
而且还能省掉去健身房找教练的钱。
自己还真是贴心，帮王伟正又省了一笔。
等以后得找个时间去跟他算算帐，看看能不能从那个工会里面多榨一些资源出来。
这么想着，白令再次抿了一口茶水、然后吐掉嘴巴里的茶叶。
之后呢，就把王光耀带到新海，让他去见见世面。
嗯，完美的安排。
这么想着，白令就朝着王光耀摆了摆手：“行了，下去吧。”
看着白令这样的动作。
哪怕心中的激动难以抑制，王光耀还是强行压制了自己躁动的心绪，朝着白令弯腰说道：“是！”
说完这句话之后，他就屁颠屁颠地离开了白令的房间，去找大厅的织网者要手机了。
而白令则是看了一眼王光耀的背影之后，就把视线重新转到韩千秋的身上。
这一次，他的脸色就没有之前那样温和了。
他放下手中的茶杯，缓缓开口说道：“我在考虑，应该怎么称呼你。”
“到底是叫你韩千秋，还是叫你……苍白女士？”
听到白令的这句话之后。
韩千秋终于抬起头，默默地看着白令。
过了好一会儿，她才开口说道：“苍白女士……我不知道。”
“不过，我感觉很熟悉，”她的眉毛微蹙，如果不仔细看根本发现不了，“我……是她吗？”
看着面前的少女，白令的脸上毫无讶色。
He said calmly: "You can understand it that way, but it's not absolute."
Bai Ling then changed the subject: "I remember the first time I met you, I felt a deathly aura from you that was somewhat similar to mine. Previously, I thought it might be because of your past experiences."
"But later, I also felt the opposite aura from someone else. However, she had a dead-like appearance, but with brilliant vitality."
"And you have a beautiful face, but the aura of death on your body is irresistible," he said, "So I think you two really complemented each other before."
"But it is beyond my expectation that the other half that the Pale Lady separated from herself would become a human being. It seems that not only 'life' and 'death', but also 'alien' and 'human' are part of her opposition?"
Thinking of this, Bai Ling chuckled and said, "Interesting, no wonder she was able to become one of the people who stepped onto the throne."
Hearing his voice, Han Qianqiu's expression remained unchanged except for the confusion at the beginning.
She looked at Bai Ling quietly, her eyes like a calm lake, beautiful but lifeless.
"Can you... tell me a little bit?" Han Qianqiu whispered, "Ms. Cangbai's... story."
Hearing this, Bai Ling said calmly: "Of course."
He spread out his notebook, flipped it 180 degrees, and presented it in front of Han Qianqiu.
After Han Qianqiu took a look, his almond-shaped pupils shrank slightly.