Generally speaking, whether or not you're afraid of ghosts depends mainly on how much you believe in superstition.
The more someone believes in superstitions, the more afraid they are of ghosts.
If you don't believe it, then naturally you have nothing to fear.
To be honest, it wouldn't be wrong to call Wang Ji's situation strange, because you simply can't understand how he managed to do all of this.
Because of some reasons back then, Du Qiangwei could be said to know the most about this game related to Wang Ji, but even so, she never thought that Wang Ji's abilities would be so close to those game settings.
If struck by lightning, it will surely collapse.
Even falling from a height will cause you to collapse.
If you fall, your teammates can help you up...
Vehicle explosion kills instantly!
She hadn't believed it before. Even if Wang Ji's abilities were similar, everyone would think it was a simulation or just someone playing around. Even if Du Qiangwei felt she needed to believe, it was hard to call it superstition.
Who would believe that a super soldier could be killed by a car explosion?
So even though they had ridden in planes and cars with Wang Ji so many times before, neither of them was afraid; they just laughed at Wang Ji for being a bit immature.
But now... Du Qiangwei is scared!
Seeing so many of Sun Wukong's clones that were blown up today, along with the chicks, two magical guns, and a very powerful frying pan... she, being the most superstitious of all, was the first to react!
No matter how strictly Wang Ji followed the rules in the past, she was not afraid.
Even though Wang Ji just explained that he would no longer hurt himself, she was still afraid...
She reached out and stopped Wang Ji, who was halfway onto the bus, her voice weak, hesitant, fearful, yet resolute.
And it wasn't just Du Qiangwei who was afraid...
"Holy crap! Something's not right! No, no, no, no! Don't come any closer!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xin in the car behind also realized what was happening and hurriedly refused, saying, "I'm not done living yet! Old Wang, you go back! Don't come this way!"
His shout startled everyone except Sun Wukong, who was still a little slow to react. Everyone else, including Cheng Yaowen and the others, immediately used their hands and feet to beg their older brother not to get in their car...
Du Qiangwei was pushing along, Qi Lin watched with amusement, Ge Xiaolun joined in the commotion, and on the other side they all shouted, "Don't come any closer!"
Wang Ji stood in the middle, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. No matter how he explained that nothing was wrong, no one believed him.
This situation left the soldiers completely bewildered...
Is this handsome guy really that unpopular?
at last……
"Damn, what's the big deal!"
Zizai couldn't stand the adults' antics, so he jumped out of Qilin's arms, flapped his wings, and a military vehicle slowly drove out of the wormhole.
Dark green paint, with a square and rugged feel.
"Giggle!"
Sitting in the passenger seat, gripping the steering wheel, he snapped his tongue at Wang Ji through the window: "Dad, get in!"
...
"I will report to Holy Keisha..."
On the rooftop of the Super God Academy, the morning glow was intense and the sun shone brightly.
The sunlight shone on the beautiful faces of the blazing sun god and the angel on the left, making this morning at the Super God Academy even more beautiful.
Angel Yan strolled leisurely to Lena's side on the edge of the rooftop, speaking in a languid voice.
The snow-white wings appeared even more sacred in the morning light, nestled behind Angel Yan, quiet and peaceful.
Two of Angel Yan's guards stood on either side of her behind her, just as they had done that night.
"Thanks."
Lena, clad in dark alloy armor, was less radiant than Angel Yan in her red dress and silver armor, but her brownish-yellow hair and yellow eyes exuded a warmth.
She thanked Angel Yan, for it was the proper way to repay someone who genuinely wanted to help, regardless of whether they agreed or not.
Young gods always need to personally experience new things, and then make their own judgments and grow, just like she is now.
Lena's perspective was that she came into contact with angels, but instead of feeling disgusted as she had imagined, she began to confront them directly.
"I feel sorry for you..." Angel Yan smiled slightly as she looked at Lena. Under the morning light, the angel was indeed beautiful and holy.
"To be honest, me too." Lena lowered her eyes, her fair hands idly fiddling with the paint on the edge of the balcony.
She didn't fall for him out of self-interest, but she was genuinely increasingly pleasantly surprised by his excellence. However, at this moment, she felt things were slipping out of her control, and she was no longer so confident.
The combat genes within Wang Ji's body are already quite powerful.
It possesses powerful spacetime genes, considerable flight capabilities, rare burrowing abilities, super speed genes, super strength genes, and advanced basic configurations that allow it to perceive the data of ordinary super soldiers.
This is absolutely enough genetic resource to create several war gods, perhaps even comparable to the super genes of the Victorious Fighting Buddha.
There are also weapons more magical than genes, bizarre and powerful, chicken monsters of unknown origin, and some pre-nuclear era technological products that are currently unknown—jet aircraft worn by chickens, and a group of drones flying in the sky.
In some ways, it is just as precious as genes—
A powerful, even excessive, learning ability; a resilient and upright character; a clear mind; sufficient composure; and relentless effort.
Lena clearly remembered the silent light that often emanated from his room when she passed by late at night.
She would always walk by as if by chance, pause, and sometimes quietly watch him from the window, reluctant to leave; other times, she would glance at him as she passed by, afraid of disturbing him.
Later, she would secretly pass by every night.
Later... later he blocked the small window.
She asked.
He said she was like a ghost.
And now, besides restraining herself from taking the initiative and enduring the strange looks from others, she doesn't know what else she can do.
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