Chapter 249 Old Tang: I don’t have any great ideals

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the waves are lapping against the shore.

Although it was late at night, the edge of this inland miracle project was brightly lit, without any of the silence that belonged to the late night.

A bonfire was lit at the edge of the river. Zhou Lei sat by the fire and fiddled with his tea, while Old Tang stood on a high place, looking at the shiny coastline.

He felt somewhat uneasy.

I am special.

The lightning in the sky flashed and disappeared, and Old Tang closed his eyes slightly, facing the wind on the river.

From the time he traveled half the world starting from Lop Nur, until he was picked up by Lu Mingfei from the United States, from an unemployed mercenary to a backbone of the official executive department, and from his understanding of dragons gradually deepening with the growth of knowledge, he realized that he was special.

In the past, no other mercenary had been able to escape unscathed from the ruins filled with living spirits like himself. He had always attributed it to luck, until now he realized that those living spirits scattered throughout the ruins, which he called ghosts, had the ability to identify superiors.

No one has such an outrageous talent for alchemy as him. It seems as if he was born to carry out this technology. He surpassed Chen Motong who had been studying hard just by getting started.

There is also the special attitude of Lao Lu and Xia Mi towards him. Lao Lu looks like he hopes he can live a good life, while Xia Mi, whom he has never met, keeps thinking about how to punish him, even though he has never offended her.
"Old Tang, what are you thinking about?"

At this time, Lao Zhao handed over a lunch box with a warm lid, obviously just out of the pot.

"I was thinking about the archaeological excavation. I heard that the orthodoxy is in a serious mess right now. I don't know if it will have any impact on us."

Old Tang held the rice and took a few bites.

The food in the executive department is really good. There are at least three chef-level people in each group. It is much more comfortable than when I was hiding in a cold mountain valley, eating expired compressed biscuits and not being able to find purified water.

"Things that were not sorted out a hundred years ago must finally be sorted out now."

Zhou Lei sighed, picked up the thermos and took a sip of tea.

He decisively sent back the message and ran away. Now the orthodox party is in chaos. The thunder that has been accumulated for thousands of years has exploded at this moment. Some people are willing to wait, some are not willing to wait, some want to enjoy this resource alone, and some are more extreme. Since they can't get the quota, they will reduce the number of people occupying the quota.

In short, the old men are busy trying to unify their thoughts.

In order to find some peace and quiet, he decisively left the Dragon-Breaking Platform to the old man at home and ran to Norton.

Old Zhao didn't understand politics, he scratched his head.

"Why are you thinking about these things? Even if they beat us up, we won't get a cent. You might as well think about how to spend the holidays. Old Tang, my daughter is in college now. She's a nice person and pretty. Don't you really want to consider it?"

"No, again?"
Old Tang looked bitter.

There's nothing he can do about it, since he's the only young face in the executive department which is mostly made up of older employees except for the leaders.

Although Lu Mingfei had assisted the executive department in talent training before he came, not everyone is like Old Tang who became an alchemy master after being chased by an armored vehicle for less than a day. Moreover, apart from alchemy, his words are also very powerful. He has been the backbone of the executive department since he was abducted back more than a year ago.

The Official Executive Department has never been an organization for retirement; they are destined to bring changes to the mixed-race environment in the country. In their professional careers, blood and war are never lacking, and their intensity is even far greater than the attacks between mixed-race families.

Because one party is simply abiding by the rules that have been passed down for thousands of years, while the other party wants to change all of this which belongs to the vested interest groups.

Moreover, most of the mixed-bloods prefer to enjoy themselves, as can be seen from the luxurious environment created by the secret party and Cassel. They claim to be the elite of mankind and naturally pay more attention to style and luxury. The official executive department has obvious restrictions on the privileges of mixed-bloods, which is unbearable for them. A million troops are there to make them cautious, and it is a bit too much to expect them to be willing to help.

In the past, it was normal for the official executive department to be unable to recruit talent. Now, the leaders of the executive department, such as Li Ying and Zhou Tian, ​​are obviously orthodox, but those who have been infected by the executive department’s ideas are precious species among rare species.

In short, mixed-bloods generally have an easier life, and the resources that the official executive department initially had were not very attractive compared to those of mixed-blood families, so it was naturally difficult to attract young blood.

Of course, when they first started to engage in this business, they were all a group of passionate young people, but before they knew it, these young people began to grow old.

And their persistence paid off.

Looking at those energetic young people in the talent training center, Lao Zhao and others felt more energetic even when digging the soil.

Even if many people come here just for more knowledge and better education, they are happy. How can we just shout slogans of ideals and let others pay for it? Shouldn't the so-called change be for the better? Now that we have this competitiveness, we can get more people to participate in it, which is enough.

Real gold needs to be carefully screened, but smelted steel is also useful enough.

They won’t ask these youngsters to get nothing but to give everything they have just like them.

But this also shows the precious spirit possessed by Lao Zhao and others.

Old Tang doesn't have any great ideals.

"No, no, I don't want to step into the grave of marriage yet."

Old Tang just wants to stay at home and play games during the holidays.

He simply felt that his life was pretty good now, with food and drink, and the intensity of the fights was not as intense as before when he had to carry a gun and shoot at hostile forces in the ruins deep in the mountains. After all, he was no longer the same person he was before.

So he just wants to maintain the status quo. He is not greedy. He has never had such a good life.

I always feel like there's someone missing by my side.

While lowering his head to eat, Old Tang was also sighing quietly.

This weird feeling came again.

What exactly is he? Is he a Dragon King like Xia Mi and Lao Lu? This has always been a question lingering in Old Tang's mind.

At least until now, all the studies on his body have shown that he is an ordinary person, but Old Tang did not take it to heart. He knew that if he took Old Lu for a blood test, he might only show that he was an ordinary person who had not awakened, but no one would say that he was not the Dragon King.

The characteristics of the Dragon King are more reflected in the spiritual aspect.

Stronger learning ability, multiple words, and special authority in certain areas.

And I meet all of them.

This made Old Tang panic a little.

Once the Dragon King's memory awakens, can his memory of the past ten years still maintain itself in the face of Norton's memory that spans thousands of years?
Can he still remember these friends of his?
As soon as the thought came to his mind, a strong light suddenly emerged from the surface of the river and illuminated Lao Tang's face.

(End of this chapter)