Chinese Superman

The next morning.

At the base's hidden exit, a biting mountain wind whipped up the remaining snow from the ground.

Xia Xinghan arrived on time and immediately spotted the "selection" that Qian Lao had mentioned.

She was a young woman, probably in her early twenties, tall and slender, wearing a crisp white undershirt, a dark green windproof jacket, khaki cargo pants, and black military boots.

She had a neat, short bob, and her features were delicate and beautiful, yet she did not appear weak at all. Her brows revealed a coldness and competence, like a sharp sword sheathed, silent but unable to conceal its sharpness.

Most strikingly, there was a short sword hanging on each side of her waist.

The hilt on the left is made of pure gold and decorated with intricate and exquisite coiled dragon, taotie, and animal face patterns. It is inlaid with lustrous turquoise and colorful beads, exuding a noble and antique charm and shining brightly.

The right hilt is carved from warm and smooth Hetian jade, with simple and smooth lines that contrast sharply with the metal guard and scabbard decorations, showcasing extraordinary qualities in a low-key manner.

These are the iron swords with gold hilts from the Spring and Autumn Period and the iron swords with jade hilts from the Western Zhou Dynasty.

He carries two swords, both of which are renowned ancient sword relics!

Xia Xinghan was secretly alarmed.

Being able to wield two relics simultaneously, this young woman is likely a rare dual-wielder, and has even reached the level of a legendary artifact!

Their strength and potential should not be underestimated.

"It really is a legendary weapon, not a weapon of the highest order," Xia Xinghan thought.

"Zha'er, come here."

Mr. Qian waved and introduced the two parties.

"This is Gu Zhi Qiu. She will be accompanying and assisting you on your training trips for the next period of time. Zhi Qiu, this is Wang Nezha."

Gu Zhi Qiu's gaze fell on Xia Xing Han, a faint hint of surprise flashing across her cool eyes. She seemed surprised that the "important person" she was protecting was such a delicate and beautiful child.

But she quickly regained her composure, simply nodding slightly, her voice as concise and cool as she was: "Hello."

"Hello, Sister Gu."

Xia Xinghan responded politely, behaving like a well-behaved, ordinary child.

Mr. Qian then took out a specially made communication bracelet and personally put it on Xia Xinghan's wrist.

The bracelet has a simple design, a matte black finish, and a smooth, warm feel.

"This is the base's latest model, called the HarmonyOS Bracelet. It has the highest level of encryption and features multiple functions such as satellite communication, emergency positioning, vital sign monitoring, and spiritual wave detection. The official device holder platform is already installed inside, allowing you to accept missions and earn credits and contribution points."

"Of course, your identity information has also been entered. In the official records, you are still classified as 'Wang Nezha,' a Class B weapon wielder."

During the conversation, Lin Tingwan also arrived.

Her eyes were slightly red as she carefully wrapped a red scarf she had knitted herself around Xia Xinghan's neck, repeatedly reminding him to keep warm while he was out, to eat on time, and to run away immediately if he encountered any danger.

Finally, Old Qian patted Xia Xinghan on the shoulder: "Contact me anytime if anything happens. Do you need a helicopter to take you out of the mountains? It's not easy to get out of these deep forests."

Xia Xinghan adjusted the communication bracelet on his wrist, finding it quite comfortable and convenient. Hearing this, he shook his head: "No need, Grandpa Qian. We... can walk."

Commissioner Chen quickly asked, "The world is so vast, where do you plan to go? Have you decided yet?"

"Well, let's wander around for a bit first, then go back to our hometown."

After saying that, he took one last look at Mr. Qian, Commissioner Chen, and Lin Tingwan, waved, and said, "I'm leaving!"

The next moment, to everyone's surprise, Xia Xinghan's small body leaped lightly, and like a nimble ferret, he darted straight into the snow-covered, dense primeval forest outside the base.

With a few leaps and bounds, his figure disappeared into the vast white expanse.

Leave on foot?

The vast, snow-covered mountains are an insurmountable barrier for ordinary people.

A hint of interest flashed in Gu Zhi Qiu's eyes, and the corners of his cool lips seemed to curve slightly upward.

"interesting."

With a whisper, she suddenly moved, dashing out with agility and speed, chasing after the direction where Xia Xinghan had disappeared.

The mountain wind howled, whipping up snowflakes, leaving only a few people standing at the base entrance gazing into the distance.

Old Qian said in a low voice, "When a dragon emerges from its hiding place, the outside world will surely be shaken to its core."

……

Gu Zhiqi quickly caught up with Xia Xinghan in the woods.

She saw a small figure in the distance, standing on a slightly higher snow slope, a red scarf fluttering, arms outstretched, looking up at the gray sky, letting out a clear, long whistle.

"ah---"

The whistling sound was not harsh, but it carried an indescribable penetrating power and vigorous vitality, spreading far and wide through the silent valley. It shook the thick snow piled up on the branches of the pine forests near and far, causing it to fall in a rustling sound, forming small "avalanches" and raising a misty snow fog.

Immediately following was a burst of unrestrained, uninhibited laughter from children.

Hahahaha!

Laughter echoed through the mountains and forests, mingling with the still-sounding snow and waves, creating a pure and joyful atmosphere.

Gu Zhi Qiu stopped on a horizontal branch of an old pine tree, witnessed this scene, and shook his head slightly.

"He's still just a child. He can't help but run around as soon as he's out of the adults' sight."

Little did she know that this was no ordinary play, but rather Xia Xinghan's exhilarating triumph after three years of slumber in a shallow pool, culminating in a meteoric rise to the heavens.

She didn't disturb them, but followed behind at a leisurely pace, maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

A pair of cool, clear eyes silently observed the figure running and leaping ahead.

"King Nezha of Yizhi..."

Gu Zhi Qiu pondered to himself.

"We need to send a master protector; his true identity is probably not as simple as it appears in the records."

Is he a descendant of a high-ranking official?

Or are they secret agents with a special mission?

Could he be Qian Lao's grandson?

The seed of curiosity was quietly planted, but Gu Zhi Qiu restrained her desire to explore very well.

This is a habit she developed during her long career: observe more, think more, ask less, and speak less.

She will know what she is meant to know.

What you shouldn't know, you shouldn't know.

Curiosity killed the cat.

Suddenly, Xia Xinghan, who was running ahead, stopped.

He stood in a relatively open clearing in the woods, turning his little head from side to side, his bright blue eyes scanning the surroundings, and his nose twitching slightly, as if searching for something.

Gu Zhi Qiu hid behind a giant tree, a hint of doubt rising in his heart.

What is he going to do?

The next second, Xia Xinghan moved.

Gu Zhi Qiu felt a blur before his eyes, and the inconspicuous figure seemed to vanish from the spot in an instant, leaving only an extremely blurry afterimage on the snow, almost covered by the swirling snowflakes!

"Um?!"

Gu Zhi Qiu's pupils contracted slightly, and she subconsciously rubbed her eyes.

The speed just now... she couldn't even fully capture the trajectory?

When she looked again, Xia Xinghan had already returned to the original spot, holding a brightly colored pheasant that was still flapping its wings.

He skillfully pinched the pheasant's neck with his small hands, lifted it high, and the pheasant struggled a few times before stopping.

Gu Zhi Qiu: "..."

Then, she watched as Xia Xinghan, carrying the pheasant, found a small, not-yet-completely-frozen, babbling brook as if he knew the way well, squatted down, and began to deftly pluck the feathers and clean the pheasant.

Then they collected some dry branches and firewood from the surrounding area and piled them into a simple campfire.

"Is he... going on a picnic?"

Gu Zhi Qiu's eyes widened slightly.