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Zhang Jue knew about ‘it’, and the prophet was not surprised.

However, this question still caused the Prophet to fall into silence for a long time.

"Have you never seen it?" Zhang Jue asked.

The Prophet shook his head again: "No, as long as anyone who has awakened the ability has seen it, including Mr. Feng, you are the same."

"I've seen it too?" Zhang Jue looked dumbfounded.

"Yes, but according to our survey and statistics, everyone sees it differently. Mr. Feng, you can think about whether you have seen something unusual."

Something unusual?

Zhang Jue has seen a lot of this kind of thing in the administration world, but in this world, except for those resentful souls and seven red moons, it seems that there is no-wrong!

Zhang Jue finally remembered that when he returned from the second or third time, he had seen a huge shadow in the air.

He remembered clearly that those who lost consciousness at that time worshipped the huge shadow.

Is it that thing?

Seeing that Zhang Jue seemed to have gained, the prophet continued: "We don’t know what its body is. The only thing we can be sure of is that it looks different in everyone’s eyes. Some people see it as a monster. What people see is another self."

Zhang Jue curiously said: "Then what did you see."

"It's a child," said the Prophet, "it's a baby, to be precise."

Zhang Jue nodded thoughtfully, Zhang Mingliang was right, no matter what, the old man did let him know a lot of things.

He was about to say goodbye and went back to digest the information he had so far, but before he could speak, he suddenly thought of other things.

"You just said that I am also a capable person?"

The prophet nodded: "It's obvious."

Zhang Jue looked at himself up and down: "But I didn't feel I had any abilities."

Of course, in addition to being able to travel back and forth between the two worlds.

The prophet nodded: "Maybe this is the difference between you, Mr. Feng."

"It makes sense." Zhang Jue snorted, accepting his explanation, and said: "I heard that you have assigned a level to the capable person, paper and fierce."

The prophet slowly said: "Paper, union, strong, fierce, mad, god."

"Yes, yes, these are the few. Do you have any particular attention to these things?"

"Mr. Feng, this is not my discharge, but what I predicted."

"Predicted?"

"Yes," said the prophet, "Mr. Feng, don't forget my name."

"Oh, the prophet, I always know a little bit more than others, understand." Zhang Jue laughed, "Then, what level of ability do you think I am?"

"Mr. Feng's ability does not apply to these measures, because your ability level is dynamic."

The prophet's statement aroused Zhang Jue's curiosity, and he asked: "How to say?"

"When I dreamed of you yesterday, your ability was only paper-level, but today when you were fighting with Cao Aqiang outside the city, your ability was parallel-level. You just came back with Ye Zhe and you were promoted to crazy-level."

Zhang Jue understood what the Prophet said.

At this time, he looked up at the Prophet ill-intentionally: "Then old man, can I ask, what level am I in front of you?"

The prophet didn't know his thoughts yet, smiled, and said, "Paper grade."

? ? ?

Zhang Jue's eyes widened, looking at the Prophet, with a few big words written on his face—Are you kidding me?

The Prophet sighed: "Although my ability is special, but the intensity is not high, I am sorry, I let you down, Mr. Feng."

Cut, this old man must be on purpose.

Zhang Jue waved his hand and walked out of the office.

…

Zhang Jue and Zhang Mingliang and the others settled in the camp of Dongfang Awakening.

They were brought to the prophet by Ye Zhe himself, so no one dared to bully them on the basis of seniority.

However, apart from a few core personnel, no one knew that Zhang Jue was the one the prophet was looking for.

So everyone thought that Eastern Awakening had recruited a strong foreign aid, and that was all.

However, there were not many people in Dongfang Awakening, and the affairs of Zhang Jue and Cao Aqiang quickly spread within a small area.

In the evening, Zhang Jue, Zhang Mingliang and others went to the government cafeteria for dinner under the arrangement of Ye Zhe.

After all, they have not formally joined, the position and the people of Eastern Awakening are separate, which is equivalent to VIP.

Looking at the white food in front of them, Zhang Mingliang, Chen Sanhua and other brothers had their eyes straight.

After several months of consumption, almost all the supplies in Jianghai City have been looted. They have visited almost every community, slipping through the door and picking the lock, just to see if there is anything left in it.

But in the end, most of the time I can only live by eating compressed biscuits and fast food. I have forgotten what white rice and stir-fry are like.

A few people are like a hillbilly entering the city. Everyone has eaten several bowls of rice and almost swallows their tongues.

Those people in Dongfang Awakening looked at this scene and couldn't help showing contempt. They seemed to have forgotten that it was the same situation when they first came here.

Zhang Mingliang hiccuped after eating the sixth bowl of rice, only then did he notice the eyes of the people around him looking at them.

But he didn't care either.

I've been with Feng Zi for a long time. I haven't seen any scenes. In high school, a dozen girls gave him a middle finger. Was he afraid of it?

Zhang Mingliang wiped his mouth: "Hey, Feng Zi, why don't you eat it?"

"I have eaten."

"Two bowls are also called meals."

"..." Zhang Jue's face was full of black lines, "I'm losing weight recently."

Zhang Mingliang immediately gave a thumbs up: "I am still losing weight at this time, you deserve it."

He looked around and saw that the people of Eastern Awakening were some distance from here, and asked in a low voice, "What did you say when you were in the prophet's room for so long in the afternoon?"

"Oh, it's a long story."

In this world, apart from his father, Zhang Jue's most trusted person is Zhang Mingliang. He did not intend to conceal what the Prophet said, but this place is not a place to speak.

He winked, and Zhang Mingliang nodded with comprehension.

"Have you finished eating? We will withdraw after eating."

Zhang Mingliang greeted his brothers and was about to leave the canteen, but Cao Aqiang and his younger brothers walked in through the canteen door.

Although Cao Aqiang was demoted, he had been awakened for a long time in the East, and used his position to collect a lot of dogs who were willing to work for him, all of whom were cruel characters with similar personalities.

Things are gathered by kind, and people are divided by groups. This is probably the case.

Cao Aqiang hit a splint on his right arm.

The so-called injury to the muscles and bones for 100 days, this kind of injury, ordinary people may take two or three months to recover, but Cao Aqiang is a capable person, and his body has been strengthened.

In the afternoon, he was already able to use his strength, and he estimated that he would be able to recover in less than ten and a half days.

He knew that he was not Zhang Jue's opponent, so he just squinted his eyes to look here, and didn't walk through to take the humiliation.

But the strong man beside him chuckled.

"Boss, this person hurt you?"

The strong man's name is Fan Zhong, he is also a capable man, and he is in a tie.

Among the younger brothers accepted by Cao Aqiang, he is the strongest, and he is also the "second master" of Cao Aqiang's gang.

Cao Aqiang knew that Zhang Jue was the person the prophet was looking for, but instead of telling Fan Zhong, he nodded: "It's him."

"Oh, you are really courageous."

Fan Zhong said, breaking his wrists, making a clicking sound, and walking towards the table where Zhang Jue was with the younger brothers around him.

Zhang Mingliang and Chen Sanhua stood up immediately: "What are you doing?"

The younger brothers took out the daggers they carried and pointed them at them: "Don't be nosy if you don't want to die!"

Fan Zhong is more than 1.9 meters tall and weighs nearly 300 kilograms. Even if he is not a capable person, he feels very oppressive.

Zhang Jue waved to Zhang Mingliang and Chen Sanhua.

"sit!"

The two looked at each other, and they all sat back in their seats.

Fan Zhong nodded in satisfaction.

"Boy, if you have eyesight, if you don't want to hurt other people, just get out and apologize to my strong brother, then break my arm, and I will go around you."

Zhang Jue leaned back in the chair and asked with a smile: "What if I don't?"

Fan Zhong tilted his neck left and right: "Then don't blame me!"

Zhang Jue still didn't move, holding his shoulders with Erlang's legs upright, so he could take care of himself.

When Fan Zhong saw that he really didn't give face, he didn't say anything at all. Didn't he have never seen an arrogant person, so he would just have to fight.

He strode forward and reached Zhang Jue's table in three steps and two steps, and lifted the table up when he raised his hand.

Zhang Mingliang wanted to stop the incident suddenly, but it was too late.

The sky full of leftovers hit Zhang Jue's face.

Zhang Jue remained sitting without moving.

Just when the soup was only zero and one centimeter away from him, it suddenly stopped.

It's like magic in a certain movie.

Drop by drop, the liquid remained mellow, suspended in the air, motionless.

After a while, the table returned to its original position, and the direction of the soup was all reversed, and it splashed on Fan Zhong and the younger brother behind him, making their faces full of embarrassment.

"Who? Who is it?"

Zhang Jue didn't move, and Fan Zhong naturally knew that someone was doing something wrong.

"it's me!"

A female's cold voice sounded.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw a young woman in a big red suit slowly approaching from the canteen door.

Her high heels stepped on the ground, making clicks and clicks, attracting everyone's eyes.

Cao Aqiang swallowed, and the little brother under his men even dare not take a breath.

She passed through the crowd, and everyone subconsciously made way for her.

She walked up to Fan Zhong and smiled softly.

"I did it, what do you want?"

Fan Zhong's body was shaking uncontrollably, and his legs were already soft, but he didn't urinate when he held it up.

The woman kept that charming smile and whispered softly: "Don't you get out of here?"

Hearing her order, Fan Zhong and his younger brothers immediately left the place where Zhang Jue was and returned to Cao Aqiang's side.

Although Cao Aqiang knew that he was not the opponent's opponent, it would be too shameful to leave like this. In order to support the younger brothers, he said forcefully: "Zi Yuan, you have only joined the Eastern Awakening for only two months. What qualifications do you have to be here? Rampant, be careful I go to the prophet to sue you!"

"You can go." The woman smiled, "If you can live to his old man."

The so-called one thing drops one thing, the wicked have their own grind.

Cao Aqiang was not afraid of fear, only the woman named Ziyuan.

He would never doubt that if he did something unfavorable to her, Zi Yuan would definitely kill him without hesitation.

Although Zi Yuan is a woman, she has strong strength. Like Ye Zhe, she is a fierce-level capable person, and is also one of the three strongest combat powers in Dongfang Awakening.

She has a moody personality and likes to tease Cao Aqiang and his men the most.

They suffered a lot of misery under her.

But the strength gap between the two sides was too great, and Cao Aqiang had to silently endure it.

Madness is okay, but madness without a brain is mentally retarded.

Cao Aqiang gave her a vicious look. He didn't know how many times he had trampled her, then he snorted and took his little brother out of the canteen.

After Cao Aqiang left, Zi Yuan sat opposite Zhang Jue and looked at him with a smile.

"What do you call this handsome guy?"

"The labor of labor, the palace of the court."

"Lao Gong?"

"Eh-"

Zhang Jue chuckled.

Zi Yuan also chuckled, not seeming to be angry because Zhang Jue took advantage of her, but what he said was chilly.

"Why, aren't you afraid of death?"

This sentence was both a joke and a threat, but Zhang Jue didn't take it seriously.

He learned Ziyuan’s tone and became more vigorous: "Why, this old aunt, you don’t care what other people name you, then I don’t think your purple bird sounds nice, so let’s just follow my surname, just call it. How's the mother-in-law."

Zi Yuan smiled and said: "The person the prophet is looking for is really extraordinary. If nothing else, this is not afraid of death. That Cao Aqiang can't beat the horse, but if you are not afraid of death, you are not afraid of death. Don't die. He's ahead, otherwise I'm not going to be a widow, giggle giggle—"

Ziyuan covered her lips and smiled, with a charming appearance, like a rose with thorns, a bit like the Black Queen.

Before she left the canteen, she blew Zhang Jue a kiss, making Zhang Mingliang and his little brothers look dumbfounded.

Chen Sanhua secretly thought that the eldest brother the second brother had found for them was truly extraordinary. It was less than a day before the awakening of the East, that such a strong and beautiful beauty would come and hug him. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Zhang Mingliang also looked at Zhang Jue: "Fengzi, what should we do now?"

What else can I do if I am molested?

Zhang Jue also had a headache when he met such a woman. He didn't get any benefits when he was with Alison.

After they finished their meal, they returned to the accommodation that Eastern Awakening arranged for them. This was originally a hotel but has now been transformed into a temporary camp for Eastern Awakening. Soldiers guarded every entrance and exit.

Back in the room, Zhang Mingliang couldn't wait to find Zhang Jue.

"You went to see the prophet in the afternoon, did you gain anything?"

"Yeah." Zhang Jue nodded, and told him a part of what Zhang Mingliang could understand.

Zhang Mingliang had absolute trust in Zhang Jue. Since he couldn't see any flaws, it showed that the prophet was really a powerful person.

He asked: "Then what do we do, do we want to join Eastern Awakening?"

Zhang Jue shook his head: "It's not the time yet."

"Okay." Zhang Mingliang nodded, "Everything is up to you."

The two were discussing the next countermeasures, and an alarm sounded outside.

Immediately afterwards, someone yelled: "Alert! Alert! There is an enemy attack!!"

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