Ask God to save the world. This answer is expected and reasonable. However, after hearing this answer, a bitter smile appeared on Jiang Bai's face. If the director really got useful answers and found a way to save the world, the Ninth Research Institute would not be so poor that he could not even pay the electricity bill. Even so, Jiang Bai still wanted to ask, "What's the answer?" "I got the coordinates of a human secret tomb." The director said, "With the help of two divine generals, I cracked this secret tomb, where you were dug out. Waking you up is an extremely time-consuming and labor-intensive task... Especially in these last days, it is already difficult enough to survive on your own, let alone persevere..." Speaking of the latter part, the director's voice obviously became much lower.
Obviously, not everyone supports this. Put your time, money, and energy into a bottomless pit, and you don't know whether you will succeed in the end... Many people thought he was crazy. It wasn't until the day Jiang Bai woke up that the director saw a glimmer of light. Feeling the long-awaited gaze of the director, an invisible pressure fell on Jiang Bai. Jiang Bai understood, "You...do you think of me as your savior?" The director scratched his head, not knowing how to answer. Shan Hongyi rushed to answer, "Yes!" The savior... Thinking of these three words, Jiang Bai himself couldn't help laughing. He suddenly asked, "Is there any cigarette?" The director replied, “Electronic or traditional?” "Are there any traditional electronic ones?" Director: ..... Jiang Bai's main theme is rebellion. Jiang Bai smiled and said, "The traditional one will do." The director took out a pack of cigarettes from his white coat and handed it to Jiang Bai. Jiang Bai slid his fingertips on the table, and a wisp of flame appeared on his fingertips, lighting the cigarette easily. Shan Hongyi's eyes lit up, showing a rare and strange expression.
The director wanted to explain that this is a simple application of Qi, which can quickly increase the temperature in a very small area to achieve the combustion effect. If a person with normal powers does this, they will burn their nails and fingers. Jiang Bai seemed fine because he sprayed alcohol on his fingertips in advance, and the director could smell the alcohol across the table. However, when the director felt that it was so important, it was a bit inappropriate to say these words. The director didn't even understand why Jiang Bai still had the time to do such a thing under such pressure. Or, Jiang Bai didn't take this matter seriously at all, so there was naturally no pressure. Or, Jiang Bai is an extremely optimistic person by nature, with a naturally big heart. Based on the director's understanding of Jiang Bai, it should be the latter. After lighting the cigarette, Jiang Bai did not smoke it, but placed the cigarette on the table and let it burn slowly, like a witness. Through the smoke, Jiang Bai looked at Shan Hongyi, "There is no need to record what I say next." Shan Hongyi quickly put down the pen in her hand, spread her hands flat on the table, and listened with concentration, not wanting to miss a word. "Director, you may be disappointed." Jiang Bai said slowly, “In our time, there was a saying that there was never a savior. Putting all the hope of saving the world on one person is a heroic view of history, an idealist view of history, which is narrow and one-sided. Overcoming the disaster of the mysterious tide does not depend on one person, three or five people, or a group of people...it depends on the unity of the entire nation, the concerted efforts of the entire civilization, and the continuous efforts of countless people. Yes, the mysterious tide is a disaster that we still cannot understand, but that does not mean that we cannot defeat it. In ancient times, people did not understand floods, earthquakes, lunar eclipses, and plagues... But this did not hinder the growth of civilization on this land. We spanned five thousand years and finally built our civilization. Now, a brand new disaster is coming. Even if I face darkness and turmoil for a short time, even if the fire of hope is almost extinguished, I still have hope, because... a civilization without hope will choose to self-destruct in the darkness, and those with hope will Civilization will persist in seeing the light of dawn. There has never been a savior. If there is a savior, then the savior is you, me, everyone who is moving forward on this road, and everyone who is struggling, fighting, and moving forward for the hope of tomorrow! Everyone can be his own hero, and everyone can be the savior of this era! " These words were spoken loudly and powerfully! How to describe the shock this passage brought to the two of them? This sentence is simply not something someone like Jiang Bai can say! Seeing what they were thinking, Jiang Bai said embarrassedly, "That's what our instructor told me back then." Director, Shan Hongyi:...... It was really copied...
Jiang Bai changed the topic. "My instructor also heard his father tell him this, and he is not original." The instructor also copied it! After hearing this, the director's expression changed somewhat. People can be killed, but the spirit can be passed on. The same sentence, the instructor's father said it to the instructor, the instructor said it to Jiang Bai, and Jiang Bai said it to them... No matter how the times change, the inheritance of this spirit remains unchanged. If the director has some enlightenment, he will be greatly inspired. As long as the legacy continues, there is still hope. Shan Hongyi looked at Jiang Bai with suspicious eyes, thinking in his heart, "Is he taking advantage of us?" Jiang Bai stood up, straightened his clothes, and looked at the director with a serious expression, "On behalf of everyone who was engaged in this business 1,200 years ago, I express my sincere gratitude to you, director. Damn, what is your name, director?" Jiang Bai was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he had been awake for almost half a month, and the director had never mentioned his name once. How could he ignore this detail? Jiang Bai frowned and found that things were not simple. "I, I..." The director scratched his head and said helplessly, "The side effect of using [Heavenly Questions] that time completely took away my name. No one in this world remembers what my name is, and any traces related to my name have been erased." The first law of the mysterious tide: all things are exchanged at equal value. The director used a power that did not belong to him, asked that question, and got a clue. At the same time, he also lost a lot. The identity, strength, status, wealth...even his own name! An unknown person gropes forward on this road full of endless darkness... He deserves this gratitude and respect. Jiang Bai said solemnly, "Under the witness of the instructor, I, Jiang Bai, formally invite you to join Mission 002 and help me complete this mission together!" Across the table, Jiang Bai extended his right hand to the director. Do you accept this invitation?
There is nothing to hesitate. The somewhat embarrassed director subconsciously began to scratch his head, and felt that this was not good. His hand was suspended in the air, neither up nor down. He wanted to reach out his hand, but he didn't know which hand to reach out. For a while, he was in a panic and was particularly embarrassed... Finally, he reached out his hand frankly. Two hands from different eras, at this moment, officially shook hands. Jiang Bai's low voice echoed in the hut, containing a power that was difficult to understand in this era, sacred and noble, "Now, we are comrades."