Chapter 5 How old are you?

A black SUV whizzed past on the highway. Jiang Yunqi sat in the passenger seat. He propped up his chin with one hand, looking at the scenery outside the car window, and touched the back of his neck with the other hand.

His glands had disappeared.

Except for the annual susceptible period, he would get injections to suppress them, but he didn't pay much attention to his glands.

Without glands, he didn't know if there would be another susceptible period.

"Why do you always touch your neck?" Gu Bingchen, who was driving the car in the driver's seat, glanced at him sideways, "Is your neck sore?"

"No." Jiang Yunqi adjusted his sitting position, and his dark eyes looked at the interior decoration of the SUV. It was different from the suspension car they had, and the speed was also very different.

Gu Bingchen's eyes became deeper. After he recovered his memory, he looked like a stranger who kept people at a distance.

"Boss Gu! There seems to be someone in front." Yang Yitong in the back seat suddenly spoke up. With his clairvoyance, he saw an old lady lying in the middle of the road a few hundred meters away. It was unclear whether she was dead or alive.

"She's here to scam me." Gu Bingchen looked away, adjusted his sunglasses on his nose, and sneered.

The SUV braked suddenly 50 meters away and stopped in the middle of the road without moving.

The old woman who had been lying on the ground pretending to be dead for a minute opened her eyes impatiently. Why didn't anyone get out of the car to ask her?

"Old lady, are you okay?" Jiang Yunqi helped the old woman up and patted the garbage off her sleeves. "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

The old woman was delighted, but with a stern face, she scolded, "You were the ones who hit me, right? Pay me money, no, pay me supplies!"

Jiang Yunqi said nothing, calmly and naturally tidied up the old woman's clothes, and returned to Gu Bingchen who was watching the show on the side.

"See, I told you, you're a scammer, so you have to come down." Gu Bingchen's eyes hidden behind the lenses flashed with a barely perceptible sarcasm, and his words were very hurtful, "You're not the saintly father in the novel, a lousy guy."

Yang Yitong opened his mouth wide, shrank his body and hid behind Yuan Lu. What's wrong with Boss Gu? It's like he's eaten a firecracker and it's about to explode at the slightest touch.

"I don't care, you have to compensate me!" Seeing that no one paid attention to her, the old woman sat down again and started to scatter and roll around. Her cloudy eyes were full of greed, and her dry, wrinkled fingers like tree bark pointed at Jiang Yunqi. She thought that this young man must be soft-hearted and easy to control. "Young man, grandma, my legs hurt."

Looking at the farce in front of him, Jiang Yunqi had a blank expression on his face, his heart was calm, and his eyes revealed coldness and indifference.

"Tsk, boring." Gu Bingchen lost his patience, turned back to the driver's seat, and waved his hand, "Let's go, it's too sunny today."

Yuan Yu and Yang Yitong jumped into the car without hesitation and closed the back door.

"Jiang Yunqi." Gu Bingchen bent his fingers and tapped the steering wheel, his voice lazy.

"Let's go." Jiang Yunqi fastened his seat belt, looked straight ahead, thought for a while, and explained, "I didn't want to help her."

It was just out of habit for many years that he subconsciously protected those who were relatively weak.

But he was not a bad guy. As the youngest admiral of the empire, he knew who should be saved and who was not worth saving.

Gu Bingchen raised his eyebrows: "Hmm, you just need to know."

The off-road vehicle passed by the old woman who was trying to scam people. This kind of deceiving situation is common in the end times, and you can encounter it every time you leave the base.

If I guessed correctly, there must be someone behind the old woman who was instructing her, and she might be hiding not far away and observing.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit frozen, and the two people were visibly cold to each other. Even Yang Yitong, who was a chatterbox, didn't dare to speak, and silently prayed in his heart to return to the base as soon as possible.

Maybe the prayer worked.

The wall of the Meicheng base gradually appeared in front of them.

Meicheng is an ancient city building with a long history. After the zombie outbreak, it was transformed into the current Meicheng base.

The wall is 20 meters high and has two exits, divided into the front door and the side door. There are a large number of soldiers standing guard with guns at each door, and an electric grid is also arranged a few hundred meters away from the wall.

At this time, there was a long queue at the gate of the base.

Gu Bingchen put the car back into the space and walked straight towards the team with fewer people.

A man who was waiting in line to enter the base whispered, "How can he go in directly? We have to line up here."

Hearing this, Yang Yitong rolled his eyes and said, "This team is for people with special abilities. If you have special abilities, you can also go this way."

The cricket man behind him shut up. You

should have said earlier that this was a team of people with special abilities. What a joke.

Looking at the backs of Gu Bingchen and the others, the man was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to speak again.

"Hello, are you a person with special abilities?" The base staff was bored and looked a little numb. "Sign up."

Gu Bingchen pulled Jiang Yunqi over and the two stood in front of the window.

The staff member filled in the information while asking: "Name." "

Jiang Yunqi."

"Age."

"Fifty."

"5...what? 50?"

The staff member raised his voice, attracting the attention of the people around him. He looked out the window at the handsome man with a high ponytail and extraordinary temperament, and asked again: "How old are you?"

Jiang Yunqi finally realized that the Star Interstellar was different from the Blue Star. In the Star Interstellar two thousand years later, the average age was already two hundred years old, while on the current Blue Star, the longest-lived person was estimated to be only about a hundred years old.

He was 50 this year, already the youngest admiral in the Empire, and the other admirals with the same rank as him were almost all over a hundred years old.

So, he raised his eyes, looked Gu Bingchen up and down, and asked, "How old are you?"

Gu Bingchen: "28."

After getting the answer, he turned to the staff and said, "I'm 30."

Gu Bingchen raised his eyebrows slightly, tilted his head, and stared at Jiang Yunqi with a smile.

Jiang Yunqi ignored this burning gaze and his expression did not change.

The staff was also speechless. After filling in the age, it was time to ask about supernatural powers.

"Let's test the mental strength first." Just as Jiang Yunqi was about to make up one on the spot, Gu Bingchen stopped him.

"Okay, follow me."

Yang Yitong wanted to follow, but was stopped by Yuan Lu. She said to Gu Bingchen, "I'll bring you the things you want this afternoon. We'll go submit the task first."

Gu Bingchen nodded.

"Put on the helmet and clear your mind." The staff took them to a closed room without windows and took out a cold white helmet from the cabinet.

Jiang Yunqi glanced at Gu Bingchen with his remaining eyes, took it and put it on his head.

This is similar to the method of testing mental strength in their world, but the interstellar instruments are more sophisticated.

At the other end of the line connected to the helmet is a computer. On the display is a cylindrical pattern, and the value is slowly increasing.

"Maybe it's a Class B mutant." The staff guessed.

But Gu Bingchen didn't think so. The man in front of him must be no less than A-level.

As if to confirm his idea, the value increased rapidly, and the instrument issued a "beeping" alarm sound. Gu Bingchen immediately stepped forward to take off his helmet and pulled Jiang Yunqi back a step.

The helmet suddenly exploded, and the burning flames illuminated the somewhat dim secret room.

The staff widened their eyes, not knowing for a moment whether they should be surprised at this man's mental power or worried about how to report the broken helmet to their superiors.

"You...you..." The staff was in a trance, pointing at the red value on the display, dumbfounded, "Your mental power is higher than the A-level we know!"

Jiang Yunqi retracted his previous thoughts. The Star Interstellar instruments were not so rubbish that any S-level would explode. You know, his real level should be 3S-level.

Compared to the stunned staff, Gu Bingchen simply did not react at all. He looked directly into the staff's eyes, his tone was tough, revealing an unquestionable majesty: "You can't tell anyone about what happened today."

"This... I..." How could he not tell anyone? Just because his helmet was damaged, he had to report it to his superiors. The staff looked embarrassed.

"Ten crystal cores."

"I..."

"Twenty."

"No..."

"Thirty, no more. You should know that in the end times, it is very easy for a person to die quietly." At the end, Gu Bingchen had already started to threaten.

There was no way. If he didn't keep it secret, he was sure that Jiang Yunqi would encounter a lot of unnecessary troubles.

The staff hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Forget it, just find a random reason to fool around.

He held the bag filled with thirty crystal cores and asked carefully, "How do I fill in the grade?"

"Grade A."

"Okay."

After leaving the secret room, the staff handed Jiang Yunqi a purple badge with his ability and name written on it.

"Purple?" Jiang Yunqi frowned.

Gu Bingchen took him to the isolation room. Neither of them was willing to take off their clothes for inspection. They would rather choose to be isolated for 24 hours.

"Well, the A-grade badge is purple. There are five grades in total, in alphabetical order. The lowest is Grade E, which is a white badge." He put his hands in his pockets and put on the gold-rimmed glasses again. "Grade B is blue, Grade C is cyan, and Grade D is yellow."

"We stay here for one night and can go out tomorrow." Gu Bingchen pushed open the door of the isolation room, and it was full of people.

Jiang Yunqi nodded and found a relatively clean and less crowded place to sit down.

Gu Bingchen followed closely behind, pursed his lips slightly, and exuded an aura of someone who was not easy to mess with. Does

n't the person in charge of the base understand what people say? The suggestions given last time were not adopted at all.

If there was one person infected in the isolation room, all other ordinary survivors would suffer. Instead of dying outside the base, they died in the isolation room inside the base. How ironic.

Noticing that Gu Bingchen was in a low mood, Jiang Yunqi lowered his head and thought for a while, then stuffed him a candy.

This was the last candy.

There were rustles on the warm fingers. It was not as smooth as imagined, but a little rough, as if he often did heavy work.

Gu Bingchen lowered his eyes, thinking back to the brief touch of their fingers just now, and squeezed the candy, a smile overflowing from his eyes.