The fake daughter-in-law holds the script of Long Aotian

"The Joint Military Academy Competition selected the Royal Academy of Sciences as the venue for the mock corps competition, which was something we did not expect."

The host on the stage showed a wry smile.

"In the preparation stage of each joint competition, the Academy of Sciences does have the obligation to cooperate with the organizing committee and submit alternative venues."

"However, you should also understand that the nature of the Academy of Sciences is special. In order to ensure a stable experimental environment, all parameters related to superpowers must be strictly controlled. It is unthinkable for tens of thousands of superpowers to start a war here."

This is not a serious official meeting, it is just a briefing for each military academy team before the competition content is officially announced.

Therefore, the host's speech was not very formal, and there was no discipline at all.

"It stands to reason that the probability of being selected by the Academy of Sciences is infinitely close to zero, but reality is not a probability, there will always be some bizarre surprises."

Chang Juntai's command team in the audience gathered together and complained softly.

"Unexpected!"

Grace felt sad: "There will be variables in every game. If this continues, stability will become rare."

"I don't know what the goal is this time, I hope it's not too outrageous," Xia Qingzhang happily continued,

"I heard that there was an event where contestants were asked to capture supernatural beasts, and they had to ensure their health and survival. Many people developed feelings. After the statistics, they were stewed into medicinal dishes to reward the contestants. Because it was so dramatic, it was said to be the highest-rated One term.”

"Whatever fancy work the Academy of Sciences can do according to local conditions cannot be done by asking us to research topics and write papers."

Chen Shu wailed.

"Can you give us some clues about the cultural level of us students with special abilities, aka military expenditure worms?"

"#180Speciality Student? You have settled down again, sister/#Meet at the top?"

The command teams from different military academies in the audience were also discussing in low voices.

The host continued:

"Fortunately, the research institute to which the Near Sky Tower belongs has been abandoned for nearly ten years, otherwise we really wouldn't be able to find a suitable venue for the competition."

Many people just regarded this sentence as a dispensable background sound, but the sleepy Shen Mian raised his head and glanced at the host.

The black-haired boy's eyes were cold and sharp, giving people a very existential threat and intimidation.

But it was only for a moment, and before anyone noticed, she lowered her head again, thoughtfully.

Ten years was the time when Shen Mianmian left Emperor Star and the files were sealed.

"Although there is free space for competitions, the Tower of Near Sky, as a large-scale supernatural device, has a special nature."

"Although most of the experimental equipment has been abandoned and dismantled, the remaining parts still retain the function of amplifying the superpower signal. If the superpower fluctuates greatly, it will have an unpredictable impact on research on nearby stars."

"In other words, we still cannot allow the players to let go and engage in supernatural battles."

The host said with a slightly apologetic tone: "In this round of competition, we will reduce the confrontational nature of the mission objectives, and will also impose certain restrictions on the intensity and scale of combat abilities. Please commanders make appropriate tactics according to the rules. Adjustment······"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were vaguely swept towards Shen Mian.

Many of the male contestants were already clearly gloating about their misfortune.

After the first round of individual rotation competitions, all the military academy teams basically came to an unspoken consensus, that is——

Altair's combat power is unparalleled and can be crushed by multiples, which is absolutely beyond the standard. This despair will always be with them throughout the league.

For ordinary people with superpowers, it is true that these SSSs are geniuses. However, the fact is: above geniuses, there are still geniuses!

Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away. The world of superpowers is so bloody and cruel.

As we all know, whenever a powerful supermodel character appears in a game, the game planner often takes a series of measures to retain the player in order to save his biological father.

Or try your best to produce powerful characters and enter the era of explosive numerical expansion.

Either the new version deliberately limits the character's performance, making her useless no matter how strong she is.

There is no doubt that in everyone's mind, the rules of this round of competition are specifically designed to restrict Shen Mian.

Qi Ze, the commander of Jiarong, shook his head. Ever since Shen Mian rejected his "I will marry you" "courtship", he pretended to be calm and calm on the surface and nothing happened, but in fact he deeply hated Shen Mian.

However, a grandson like Kevin is always swayed by her at every turn, not to mention that his position as duke heir has not yet been secured, and he has to secretly stumble and apply eye drops to Flora from time to time.

However, he thought maliciously that a woman who was so flamboyant and shallow, didn't know how to restrain herself, made enemies everywhere, and deserved to be targeted.

Moreover, this can be seen as a signal.

You know, the organizing committee can use "venue reasons" to control Altair this time, and then they can find more reasons to tailor her performance and set limits for her again and again.

Many people's thoughts became alive.

The host seemed unaware of the changes in the audience and said with a smile:

"According to the schedule, the details of this round of competition will be announced live on all platforms in three hours, and there will be a public draw to allocate resources. We have arranged a tea break with special tea drinks, snacks and fruits for everyone to enjoy. Take.”

"Of course, if you want to go out and relax, we have also set up a tour of the Academy of Sciences headquarters, with researcher-assisted tour guides..."

offstage.

Chen Shu lowered his voice: "Do you want to go out? According to the game settings, this option often leads to side plots."

Xia Qingzhang rolled his eyes vividly: "Come on, do you think anyone from the other teams wants to visit? Aren't they all secretly discussing an alliance?"

Indeed, even though the host gave tour suggestions, only a few people walked towards the door. Most people were still sending messages on their mobile terminals at their seats, exchanging tacit glances from time to time.

Even after arranging one-to-one tour guides, there are still many researchers who were recruited to act as tour guides.

Jiang Dixi added like gold: "Supplement: form an alliance to deal with Chang Juntai."

"Being targeted is the fate of the strong," Shen Mian sighed casually and stood up, "I'll go to the dock to get some ice cream..."

However, there was a rush of running sounds at the door.

"Sorry, supervisor, I'm late!"

The woman who broke in was wearing the uniform of a low-level researcher and thick black-rimmed glasses. She looked nervously around the contestants' seats, like a reckless college student who had no experience in the world.

The host glanced at her and joked: "You are busy dating, and you even forgot about being a tour guide? Okay, this is nothing. You can go back to the dormitory and rest."

"and many more!"

Shen Mian suddenly spoke up, attracting the attention of everyone present.

She didn't hear anything and stared at the seemingly ordinary researcher with a blank expression: "I also want to visit the Academy of Sciences. Could you please trouble this tour guide to show me the way?"

This researcher, Shen Mian, had seen her projection not long ago.

Her identity and resume are unremarkable, but her experience is full of strange drama. She is the last protagonist of the Ran Dong·Monarch version and Xiao Jue's rumored crush - Fang Zhi.

When she appeared in person, Shen Mian was shocked to realize that the feelings given to her in reality and in the projection were completely different.

Only then did he realize that the look he looked at her just now was filled with a kind of calm and light nostalgia and sadness.

Like some kind of premonition of the future, or some kind of memory from the past - Shen Mian almost instantly concluded that this person was related to her, and further deduced that this person appeared in front of her on purpose.

Fang Zhi still maintained his disguise and said in a nervous tone: "Okay..."

"and many more!"

Another person stood up.

It was Ji Tang, the commander-in-chief of the teaching office who had just been stripped naked by Shen Mian yesterday and thrown on the deck. Perhaps it was the man in the Temple of Light who had the madness buff. He completely forgot about the fear of being dominated by Shen Mian and started to jump out again. seek death.

"I also want to visit the Academy of Sciences, and I need this tour guide to lead the way."

His eyes were fixed on Shen Mian with a kind of neurotic paranoia.

Under this strange situation, the eyes of the people present began to wander between the two of them.

Hold it back, you can't destroy the body in public!

Shen Mian was just about to take a deep breath...

"Me! And me, I also want this tour guide to take me to visit."

What is refreshing this time is that Flora Adrian appeared proudly with the buff of the first wife, but was brutally bullied at school and Shen Mian's heart-wrenching words.

She ignored the looks of everyone in Jiarong and stared at Shen Mian.

"How did things become like this?" Xia Qingzhang murmured dumbfoundedly, "Is Altair too sinful, or is it because the Academy of Science has its own Winter-burning buff... Wait, Grace, what are you doing?"

The blond boy looked gloomy and lowered his voice: "What if they use this to cause trouble and secretly join forces to murder Altair? I'm not worried."

Grace also stood up, her smile not reaching her eyes, but she said sternly: "Add me one more."

Chen Shu covered his eyes in misery.

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The five people walked in a long corridor, with nothing to say, only the sound of tiny footsteps, but it seemed particularly quiet and empty.

Shen Mian stared at Fang Zhi's back. She was keenly aware that since he walked out of the conference room door, Fang Zhi was slowly taking off his disguise as a "reckless low-level researcher" and his temperament became more and more serious.

She was not familiar with the structure of the Academy of Sciences, and she didn't think she could safely reveal anything important to her with three inexplicable outsiders.

Looking at the unchanged silver-white metal walls around her, boredom and regret about why I came out to find trouble quickly flooded into Shen Mian's heart.

However, the next second, Fang Zhi's steps stopped.

Unknowingly, they came to a heavy but exquisitely complicated door.

Facing Shen Mian's gaze, Fang Zhi smiled and said: "As an institution directly under the royal family, the Academy of Sciences has also set up an exhibition room for drawing portraits of His Majesty in the past. This is also the place we want to visit next."

"The portraits of His Majesty in the past are highly confidential, and there are not many opportunities for ordinary people to come into contact with them..."

She introduced softly, but the other four people were not interested. For them, the emperor's portrait rights were not that precious.

"However," she changed the topic, "I heard that there is no portrait of Emperor Aslan preserved anywhere, not even in the Lushui Palace where His Majesty currently lives. Is this true?"

Perhaps fed up with the dreary atmosphere, Flora took the initiative to chat: "I dare not speak ill of Lu Shui Palace, but I have never seen the face of Emperor Aslan, and the same is true for my...father."

"The common saying is that Emperor Aslan's supernatural power has reached its extreme level. Even if he sees the portrait, he will be affected by the supernatural power."

Fang Zhi continued smoothly and freely:

"Some people say that the emperor felt that future generations were not worthy of seeing Aslan's glory, so he destroyed all the audio and video images that survived at that time."

After saying that, she put her hand on the doorknob.

The inorganic mechanical sound sounded:

"The biometric information verification has passed. Welcome, the researcher will know."

The door opened in response.

Everyone walked inside.

Fang Zhi's brisk voice sounded:

"Therefore, wherever the portrait of Emperor Aslan needs to be displayed, it will be replaced by a pure black frame."

Shen Mian looked inside, and sure enough, there was a huge photo frame in the most conspicuous place.

Behind the glass of the picture frame is a large expanse of silent and pure black.

"Among all the imperial rulers in the past, this pioneer of the empire is the most magical. The life of Emperor Aslan is more like a fantasy adventure story than a serious biography, and has been processed countless times. , showing a completely different look.”

"In male novels, Emperor Aslan is a harem with countless strong men descended from heaven, but the so-called main palace is often a beautiful woman who takes the form of a black dragon."

"In the light brain idol drama, Emperor Aslan is also a sadomasochistic love saint who loves the country more than beauty..."

Fang Zhi seemed to have been led out of the topic and was just chatting casually.

Shen Mian was still struggling with what she was doing.

However, after a brief tactical pause, Fang Zhi was heard summarizing in a brisk and casual tone:

"Emperor Aslan is really a mysterious woman."

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly condensed.

For a moment, Ji Tang became displeased and accused: "As a citizen of the empire, how can you disrespect the founder of the empire so much?"