"Long time no see, Yang Yuefan." Guo Linan looked at this old friend who was close to him and stretched out his hand: "The last time I saw you in the real world was three years ago, and it felt like I had been living so long in my life."

Yang Yuefan smiled silently, just as Guo Linan said, three years ago, it was like a hundred years passed.

When the Sixth Colonial Fleet left the port two years ago, Guo Liman had already supervised the fleet on the lunar base. Since Yang Yuefan proposed the plan for the Sixth Colonial Fleet, Guo Liman refused to communicate with him in any way.

The three giants of the relevant departments, Yang Yuefan, Guo Linan and Liu Kunpeng, just ran to the Moon House to play big construction, one went to the depths of the void to do experiments, and the other stayed on the earth to control relevant departments.

Now, Liu Kunpeng has lost his life in the rebellion of the relevant departments, and Yang Yuefan has also changed from the boss behind the relevant departments to the current psychic Yang Yuefan, and things change.

Guo Linan looked at Xu Yichen deeply. Although he could not see the psychic spear in the other party's hand, as an excellent agent, he could judge from the other party's body posture and palm shape that this warrior who was beyond the human range was holding an invisible weapon in his hand, directly threatening Yang Yuefan.

As the current controller of the relevant departments, Guo Linan first ruled out that the two people on the other side were performing prop-free performances, and agreed to the fact that the other party had invisible weapons. After all, with the continuous emergence of psychics, it is an indisputable fact that the world becomes more and more magical.

"I have heard of Daming for a long time. I am Guo Linan, the head of the relevant department." Guo Linan saluted Xu Yichen: "I have read your file, and I am very glad that the variable is you, not someone else."

This is not a compliment to Xu Yichen. Although Guo Linan has always opposed placing hope on a certain individual, just thinking about the possibility that the variable is Huang Laoxie, Guo Linan will not be able to sleep for several nights.

From the perspective of the Loess Zone, Xu Yichen is no different from a perfect soldier. If it weren't for his excessive evil spirit, he would have been famous in many countries. The military even considered to promote Xu Yichen as the protagonist of the conscription documentary.

After all, he was Huang Laoxie's closed disciple, and no one would expect Xu Yichen to be like Zhao Zilong on the battlefield.

Soon, under the surveillance of several special service teams, a group of three walked towards the depths of the base.

"Based on the valuable information left by Huang Shiren, the Academy of Sciences speculates that you are most likely the prototype of the Lord of Morning Light. To be honest, I didn't expect you to have the potential to become a god." Guo Linan rarely met his "old friend". He seized the time and said a few words: "I said that the Morning Light Church in the game world is so fucked, and this is called a timid group."

"That's because the Lord of Dawn is unwilling to manage those religious madmen. If it were really me who was managing it, do you believe it should be the rockets on the old continent now?" Yang Yuefan replied unwillingly: "I didn't expect you to have time to play games. I really can't see when will the work of the relevant departments be so idle?"

"Don't measure me with Liu Kunpeng's level. I have to deal with various things every day and have time to drink a cup. It's not like that medicine jar, soaking myself in the potion." Guo Linan mercilessly consumed the deceased: "The bastards of Torchwood are now investigating the identity of Wojin's goddess prototype. With your intuition, who is there?"

"If Ms. Wokin is really a woman, then Catherine Feng Yinorman himself is a suspect." Yang Yuefan analyzed seriously: "If the information left by Huang Shiren is real, then there are many ways to become a god, but all of them need to use a whole civilization as the main body and leap upward. Not everyone has the qualification to touch it."

"So special jobs like us are more likely to come into contact with this path?" Guo Linan frowned and looked at Yang Yuefan: "Maybe the other party is a psychic like you? The cost of becoming a god is extremely low."

"Impossible, you are not a psychic, and you may not be able to understand it, but my existence is as dazzling as the sun in the sky for those psychics on earth, and cannot be hidden at all." Yang Yuefan pointed to Xu Yichen: "In this world, the only psychic who can be compared with me may be him."

"That's all about the previous timelines, who can say it correctly?" Guo Linan had no intention of continuing: "Maybe we were just one of the many people on the previous timeline, and we can accompany our family to experience the end of the world."

Yang Yuefan also lost the interest in talking. The steel seal hall specially prepared for him had arrived. Dozens of science officials stood at the door, like a group of butchers who sharpened their knives and rushed towards pigs and sheep.

"I have imagined many ways to die for myself, and I almost realized it several times, but I ended up with it all, but I absolutely didn't expect that I would have such an ending." Yang Yuefan whispered to Xu Yichen: "I feel like a madman who was sent to the operating table to prepare for a frontal lobectomy."

"The good news is that the nature is indeed the same." Xu Yichen comforted Yang Yuefan in a complicated mood. He heard a hint of heroic twilight in the other party's tone, but this is the best ending. Both Yang Yuefan himself and Xu Yichen knew it.

Psychics, especially those born with psychic sensitive people like Yang Yuefan, the longer they travel in the sea of ​​psychics, the more dangerous they are. No matter how powerful they are, they have their limits, but the evil gods do not.

As Xu Yichen's understanding of order psychic energy deepened, he was no longer the novice of the psychic energy, but his talent in psychic energy, just like his talent in magic seal skills, was ordinary.

But Yang Yuefan is different. His talent is so terrible that when Chaos first penetrated the world, he sensed the existence of psychic energy, and even applied it to some extent.

It can be said that Yang Yuefan's spiritual power has been leading the infiltration of Chaos into this world, but as the connection between the two worlds continues to deepen, the threat he faces is getting bigger and bigger. Unless Yang Yuefan's power can grow to the level of the existence called the emperor in the memory of the Gray Knight, he will eventually be preyed by Chaos.

"Okay, the farewell time is over." Yang Yuefan finally sighed like an appointment, took off all his clothes freely and lay on the laboratory bench: "I have no one to say goodbye except you, so let's do it."

"Everything is for humanity. If everything goes well, you will be immortal. I will tell my grandson your story." Guo Linan said to Yang Yuefan: "If everything goes well, we will fight them in the next timeline!"
Chapter completed!