Foundling [Reborn Future]

In 2247, Zhongbai City.The pouring rain has not stopped for three days in a row, and the chill in late autumn is getting heavier.

Most of the downtown of Zhongbai City are not too tall but extremely sturdy apartment buildings, and all kinds of strange courtyards and courtyards are common in the fringes.A signboard of "Wang Kun Employment Team" was hung outside the gate of a courtyard in the eastern part of the city. Inside the courtyard, the door of the main room in the north was ajar. Subpersonal.

The rest of the houses were closed.The sound insulation equipment in the courtyard is very good. Once the doors and windows are closed, the hustle and bustle outside cannot enter.

"Phew... I finally feel better..."

Qiu Yuning practiced boxing for more than an hour in his hut, his thin but straight and stable body was already dripping with sweat, soaking his white cotton shirt.He slowly exhaled and collected his energy, panting and walked to the head of the bed, cautious and natural, turned over the password backpack next to the pillow, and silently urged the first right side of the antique bamboo slip in his mind.

Immediately, out of thin air, a purple-brown pill the size of a peanut appeared in his hand that reached into the password backpack.

He quickly swallowed the pills into his stomach, and instead of drinking water, he moistened his stomach with the tongue and tongue fluid stimulated by the pills.

He stood by the bed and closed his eyes to feel it for more than ten seconds. He felt hot and comfortable in his stomach. Waves of warm currents spread to his limbs and bones, as if quickly suppressing and dispelling the cold that had lingered in his body for six years. He couldn't help but feel comfortable. He raised his eyebrows, and his face was a little more bloody.

Then he turned around, walked back to the open space in the house, and continued to practice boxing seriously.

In fact, he has excellent genes and excellent physique in his life. His 13-year-old body looks thin, but in fact, he can go over mountains and rivers without any difficulty.

However, he came out of his mother's womb with some disease roots, and when he was seven years old, he suffered an inexplicable disaster, and was abandoned by that father whom he didn't know who he was and who he had never met until now.From then on, his shyness and timidity, which was not really exposed, officially flared up. For six consecutive years, until now, he has been staring at him so that he can't live in peace, and his body is cold all day long.

However, he was lucky to be able to regain his new life, and with the familiar volume of antique bamboo slips in his mind as his confidence, he was content.

Originally, his cold syndrome was considered normal, and he also had a special pill for self-defense, so that he would not delay his business.

But a few days ago, Wang Kun received reliable news that several people in power in Zhongbai City wanted to rectify their small mercenary teams.If that's the case, these little people are completely under the control of others, but they can't easily be free.After the discussion in the team, Wang Kun made a final decision, and the team moved to Dongxun City in the north.

It is said that Dongxun City is surrounded by big figures from "Zhaohai City". Before the end of the Yuan Dynasty, those strong men in Dongxun City even teamed up to kill two zombies who were about to become Yashas. The legend must be exaggerated However, there are indeed similar deeds. As for the specific situation, except for the parties involved, who knows.

Since then, not only ordinary people, but also various large and small mercenary teams have defected there.Over the past few decades, Dongxun City has become more and more prosperous. There are no less than ten well-known gangs and mercenary teams, catching up with those big cities with super powerful people.

As the city prospers, it naturally hides more darkness and struggles. In such a world environment, there must be chaos and murder.

Qiu Yuning hated those dark conspiracies, but at that time he pondered for a long time and didn't make a statement, acquiescing that he would follow the team to Dongxun City.

First, Wang Kun regarded him as his own younger brother. Although he didn't live long in his two lives, he knew it in his heart, and he naturally wanted to repay his kindness; Idiots talk about dreams, if you want to live well, if you don't want to shrink back like ordinary people with humble status, you must work hard all the time.

Just look at their team, no matter whether they have supernatural powers or not, who is not training hard?Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

What's more, he, Qiu Yuning, suffers from cold and needs to earn money to buy all kinds of uncommon medicinal materials, or collect them himself when he goes on missions with the team, or he is lucky enough to meet a good doctor who can subdue his troublesome illness.Thinking about it this way, the bustling Dongxun City seemed to him a must.

Determined that he must go to Dongxun City, Qiu Yuning stopped thinking about what was there and what was not.After thinking about it, he decided to try cautiously before setting off to see if he could activate the third bamboo slip.

The antique bamboo slips in his mind are nine bamboo slips compiled into a volume.

The first root on the right side of the brochure was activated when he was just born. It is a storage treasure similar to the legendary mustard seed. Living things cannot be stored in it, and the size of the space is also determined by his mental strength.

So far, the inner space of this storage bamboo slip is only about three cubic meters, and he has neatly and orderly placed compressed food, purified water, medicine, weapons, gas masks, ropes, gauze, needles and threads, fire sources, and money. , a change of clothes, and other necessities that don’t take up much space.In this way, there is still half of the space left for him to reserve.

He started to study the second bamboo slip on the right side of the booklet since he was born, and he didn't activate it until he was almost six years old.

This time it is not a storage space, but an inheritance classic containing countless ancient words.However, those ancient characters can only be sensed and comprehended with spiritual power, and cannot be identified and recorded through the shape of the characters.His mental strength is not strong, and his head is dizzy after reading. So far, he has only figured out a basic formula for self-cultivation and spiritual strength, and he has also researched a few prescriptions for healing diseases and injuries.

It is precisely because he has been practicing the basic formulas in the past few years that his mental power has been continuously strengthened. Otherwise, the storage space for bamboo slips determined by the strength of his mental power will not be much larger than the original two feet. What can I put in that way?

As for the third bamboo slip, he studied it from the age of six until now, and it has been dust-sealed and motionless.

He has also thought about it over the years, the bamboo slips in his mind are mostly the treasures of the sect inheritance of those ascetic monks in ancient times.He got it by chance in his previous life, and because he loved it, he often played with it and caressed it, so after his death, his soul could be protected by the bamboo slips.He was looking forward to, maybe after the third bamboo slip was activated, he could receive a powerful magic weapon?At least let him defend himself.

In the end, no miracle happened. Not only did he fail to activate the third bamboo slip, he also nearly fell ill due to the outbreak of cold syndrome due to excessive consumption.But he also put down his words seriously. He has strong bones and is used to cold symptoms, so there is no need to deliberately delay the departure time of the team for him.

But before he could finish his sentence, he heard the "crack" of thunder in the sky, a gust of wind was blowing outside, and the torrential rain was pouring down.

Then the rain couldn't stop anymore.Such a coincidence, everyone in the team was a little dumbfounded.

Qi Liangwen, the "butler and housewife" in the team laughed at him even more: "Yu Ning, I said you were raised by nature, God's illegitimate child."

Fortunately, the continuous torrential rain seems to have delayed the rectification plan of Zhongbai City. After Wang Kun found out the news, the team was at ease and relaxed. These people are very busy on weekdays, but they don’t have so much time Get together laughing and laughing.

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More and more rainwater accumulated in the courtyard.

"Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang! Is the drain blocked? It's flooded to the aisle, so hurry up and take a look."

Xia Yi frowned and yelled, smoothed his long black hair, and stood at the gatehouse aisle of the courtyard waiting for someone.

"Hey." Uncle Yang hurried out of the porter's room, looked at the water in the yard, then at her, understood, and said with a smile, "I saw it just now, and I also cleaned the drain. After a while, it will be better if the rain will be lighter later, and it won't be flooded..."

Xia Yi lowered her head unhappily, looked at her delicate boots, which were just put on before breakfast, and were already wet when she walked over, then looked at the yard flooded by rain, and said slightly angrily: "Then you Go see if there is anything blocking the drain outside the courtyard."

Uncle Yang smiled and stood still: "I've seen it too, there's nothing blocking it."

Xia Yi frowned again, turned his head and ignored him.After waiting for a while, seeing Uncle Yang returned to the gatehouse, she poked her head outside the courtyard and saw Wang Kun's tall figure from a distance. Her eyes lit up, and she waved and smiled: "Brother Kun, you are back, Got a ticket? Is it tonight?"

It was raining heavily, like the Milky Way pouring down.Wang Kun didn't use rain gear, and his blue-black leather jacket was open, and a circle of faint golden light came out from under his shirt and jacket, shielding all the rain around his body.

He had long legs and big strides, smoking a cigarette while walking and thinking about something, when he walked over, he threw the cigarette butt away, nodded and said: "I bought it. Waiting for Yongxi? He has to wait a while."

Wang Yongxi and Xia Yi are cousins, and both of them were recruited by him half a year ago.

Xia Yi stuck out her tongue lightly: "I didn't wait for him. It was raining too much and I couldn't go back. Brother Kun just happened to cover me with your supernatural power."

She moved shyly to Wang Kun's side.

Wang Kun glanced at her, but said nothing, the golden light moved with his thoughts, spread out, and covered her too.

Xia Yi hugged Wang Kun's arm naturally, followed him into the yard, the rain under her feet was completely pushed away by the golden light, she stepped on the clean stone slab in the yard, and hugged Wang Kun's arm tightly like a sigh of relief , smiled and said: "Fortunately, it's not wet, and if it gets wet, there will be no shoes to wear."

Wang Kun smiled lightly and let her lean on her.

Walking through the courtyard and reaching the entrance of the main room, Xia Yi reluctantly let go of Wang Kun's arm, and thanked again with a red face and watery eyes.

Wang Kun looked at her calmly, walked into the main room, gave the ticket to the team steward Qi Liangwen, and told the teammates in the room: "Don't play crazy, it's time to train! It's time to study!" If you have nothing to do, go to the task to make money."

Everyone in the room responded in unison: "Follow the boss." After saying that, no one stopped.They all knew Wang Kun's temper. Since there was no strong order, they should continue playing as they should.

Wang Kun casually patted his head: "A bunch of brats." He turned around and walked towards Qiu Yuning's room.

Xia Yi's eyes followed his figure, and when he saw him knocking on Qiu Yuning's door, his face darkened immediately, and he looked at the door again, gritted his teeth secretly: "Why hasn't my cousin come back to help me..."

"Yu Ning, are you better?" Wang Kun knocked on the door a few times, pushed the door straight in, saw Qiu Yuning, his eyes softened a lot, he closed the door casually, and said with a smile, "The forecast says the rain will stop soon, You get ready, we try to start in the afternoon. Here is your ticket."

Qiu Yuning stopped practicing boxing when he knocked on the door, took the towel and gently wiped the sweat, took the ticket and put it on the wooden table beside the bed, breathlessly said: "It's much better, I'll go get ready right away, I'm still waiting for you." I have to go out and do some shopping." Picking up the water glass, he drank water.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry, it's raining too much outside, I'll accompany you out later." Wang Kun put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaned against the wall with a smile and looked at him, seeing his shirt sticking wetly to his body, He couldn't help frowning, "How long have you practiced punching? Go take a shower and change into clean clothes."

Qiu Yuning put down the water glass, raised his arm to wipe his mouth, smiled at him, grabbed the change of clothes he had prepared in advance, and walked towards the small bathroom in the cubicle.

Wang Kun rubbed his hard short hair vigorously when he walked by, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Turn on the heater! Don't worry about everyone!" Seeing Qiu Yuning raising his eyebrows and avoiding his hand, he smiled After turning on the heater and walking into the bathroom, he shook his head and lay down on Qiu Yuning's bed to rest for a while.Hearing the sound of splashing bath water coming from nearby, his breathing eased a lot.

Then he got up suddenly, opened the door and walked out of the room, paused, and then gently closed the door tightly.