166: Ten thousand years is too long, I only fight for the day

New office.

Yang Dian looked at Uncle Xiao, who was helping him Move things, and couldn't help but chuckle, reaching out to put his arm around his shoulder:

"Uncle Xiao, it's not me ordering you around. It was you who said yesterday that I should order around my own subordinates when I have something to do."

As he spoke, he puffed out his chest again:

"And just like that, the Bureau just assigned you to me. After remembering your words from yesterday, I couldn't help but think of you."

Uncle Xiao ungraciously pushed Yang Dian's hand away, wanting to curse.

But seeing the epaulet on Yang Dian's shoulder, he sighed again:

"How did you, kid, jump to Deputy Director?"

Yang Dian shrugged:

"As long as you can defeat an Eight-Armed Lizardman, capture Charles and his group of drug traffickers, and bring back heaven and earth treasures and rare treasures from the Alien Planet, you can too."

Uncle Xiao's eyes widened:

"If I had that ability, would I still be here playing captain?"

As he spoke, he sighed again:

"Your speed of strength improvement, kid, is truly exaggerated."

"Thinking back to when I first met you..."

He choked up again at this point:

"It seems I couldn't beat you even then."

"Tsk, is practicing Martial Arts really that strong? Why can't I figure out the Dao?"

Thinking of the Physique improvement during the dimensional space folding and erosion, Yang Dian said thoughtfully:

"Uncle Xiao, why don't you pick up Martial Arts again?"

"This time, perhaps there will be a different result."

Uncle Xiao raised his eyebrows:

"What do you mean?"

"During Earth's absorption of other dimensional planets, the absorbed energy fed back and enhanced the essence of all life on Earth."

"Before, they were trash. After one dimensional folding and erosion, they probably became mediocre.

"After a few more dimensional foldings, perhaps even trash can become a Prodigy."

"Really?" Uncle Xiao walked around a couple of times, then suddenly thought of something:

"What about Prodigies like you, who already have excellent natural talent?"

Yang Dian tapped his temple, saying thoughtfully:

"Perhaps by the time you can sense Qi Blood, I'll already be able to fly in the sky?"

Uncle Xiao:???

"Are you bluffing me?"

"Don't Martial Artists only fly when they reach the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm?"

"There are only a few Martial Arts Grandmasters in the whole country?"

"Although there's only one Realm between Qi and Blood Wolf Smoke Realm and Qi Blood Dragon, isn't that a distance of heaven and earth for a Martial Artist?"

"You said you're going to fly?"

Just then, Yang Dian's phone dinged.

Looking at the message from Professor Shen Fei on his phone, "Come to the Research Institute," Yang Dian smiled and stood up:

"There, my Grandmaster Opportunity has arrived."

With that, Yang Dian walked towards the door:

"Oh, and Uncle Xiao, Squad Five and Squad Seven are my direct teams."

"My captain is on an overseas mission, and I don't know when he'll be back."

"Brother Shi was seriously injured and probably needs another half a month to recover."

"Squad Seven has recruited a few new people, and it's not good for them to be without guidance."

"You old man, take the trouble to guide them."

Uncle Xiao waved his hand ungraciously:

"Got it, got it."

"You, kid, only know how to make me do things."

"Then I'm leaving. See you later."

Watching Yang Dian jog away from the Special Administration Bureau building, turning into an afterimage and disappearing from sight, Uncle Xiao remembered Yang Dian's way of addressing him, Lin Mo, and Shi Sheng, and couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.

"This kid."

"Lao Mo's judgment is as good as ever; he didn't misjudge the person..."

...On the other side, Yang Dian, after leaving the Special Administration Bureau, walked through streets and alleys, taking less than 10 minutes to run from the Special Administration Bureau to outside the Research Institute.

After a light sigh, Yang Dian suddenly remembered something and turned to look at the teaching building.

"Speaking of which, today seems to be the official start of school..."

"Forget it, it's not important..."

After muttering a few words, Yang Dian once again swiped his face to enter the Research Institute, arriving outside Professor Shen Fei's office on the third floor.

After three knocks, he pushed open the office door upon hearing a "Please come in."

Professor Shen Fei, who was writing and drawing on a draft paper, looked at Yang Dian entering and then at the time on his phone, smiling:

"You, kid, really came quickly."

Yang Dian chuckled honestly:

"Isn't it because I've been thinking about what you said yesterday, that there's a clue?"

"There is indeed a clue." Professor Shen Fei didn't keep him in suspense, holding up three fingers:

"The higher-ups approved 300 million merit points. As long as you agree, the 300 million merit points will be immediately transferred to your account, and you will be granted special access to purchase all resources from the organization."

Yang Dian's eyes lit up.

What did 300 million merit points represent?

Even if he bought only earth core milk, he could buy 500 drops of earth core milk.

Consuming all of it would yield 75,000 energy.

Plus the Physique enhancement from the earth core milk itself.

Yang Dian felt as if the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm was beckoning to him!

On the other side, Professor Shen Fei also stood up, walked over to Yang Dian, and patted his shoulder:

"But I also have to tell you, these 300 million merit points are not that easy to get."

"You know about the future prophecies."

"Western Sichuan in mid-December, a small-scale war at the end of December, a beast tide in January next year..."

Before Professor Shen Fei could finish, Yang Dian had already spread his hands, interrupting him:

"Professor, what are you saying?"

"Do you think I would just sit by and do nothing about these disasters if I didn't have these merit points?"

"Each generation has its own responsibilities."

"Since I have the ability, then in this generation, who else but me?"

No sooner had Yang Dian finished speaking than his confidential phone suddenly buzzed.

He took it out and saw that it was Yue Shan from the Wuan General Bureau calling him.

Professor Shen Fei, who also saw the incoming call notification, frowned:

"Why would Yue Shan call you?"

After muttering to himself, he shook his head again:

"Never mind, you answer the phone first."

Yang Dian reached out and pressed the answer button. Yue Shan's usually unvarying steady voice was now slightly altered:

"Was that Move developed by you? How did you develop it?"

Undoubtedly, the Move Yue Shan was referring to was the one Yang Dian created by simplifying the Gluttonous Eating Qi.

"Uncle Yue, is creating such a Move very difficult?"

Yue Shan was left speechless by Yang Dian's question, "Is it very difficult?"

Is it very difficult?

Is it not difficult?

Something that several Martial Arts Grandmasters, along with more than a dozen Martial Arts veterans of the Qi and Blood Wolf Smoke Realm, had researched for several years without success, was developed by a junior who had been practicing Martial Arts for less than two months.

Isn't that exaggerated?

"You, kid, are you really cheating?"

Yang Dian raised his head:

"If talent is cheating, then you saying I'm cheating is not wrong."

Yue Shan on the other end shook his head, sighing deeply:

"I really don't know whether to praise you or to temper your personality and admonish you a few words."

After a long sigh, he continued:

"This Move you created is useless for those just starting Martial Arts, but it's very useful for Martial Artists who can sense Qi Blood."

"We discussed it and felt that a one-time merit point reward might not be suitable for your contribution this time."

"We decided to popularize it among all future Qi Sensing Realm Martial Artists. For every Martial Artist who learns your Move, you will be awarded 30 merit points."

"The initial merit point rewards might not be much, but later, when the total number of our Huaxia Martial Artists increases, we expect it to provide you with hundreds of millions, even billions, or tens of billions of merit points."

Yang Dian was silent for a moment.

"Uncle Yue, I don't want the future."

"While the future pie is wonderful, I want to improve my strength as quickly as possible to face the coming disasters."

"Ten thousand years is too long; I only seize the day..."

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