Sequence Wars: The Mythical Age is Created by Me

He also noticed something that had been overlooked before: the Ninth Bureau, or rather the human authorities, were inaccurate in their assessment of the relics.

But game consoles offer a God's-eye view, so once you have a relic, you can't miss it.

However, when relics are not restored, they are almost indistinguishable from normal objects. The "Fragment of the Holy Lance" is obviously like that. If it is dealt with in time, it will not affect the stability of the city.

"Who wants to be the first one up?"

Just as Jiang Fan was pondering, the awakening of the Sixth Array was also coming to an end.

"Me, Angkor, I'll go first."

Hu Minghao excitedly raised his hand.

"Okay, go ahead, hang in there a little longer."

Wu Xingchuan's expression was serious.

Jiang Fan was about to look over when he found Han Yi standing beside him, staring at him with her big eyes.

"You have quite a few secrets too, senior."

The ivory-like girl leaned her head against his chest and sniffed his scent.

Jiang Fan's heart tightened. He didn't know what kind of impact taking the treasure chest from the Sequencer would have on him. If he was discovered, could he beat this enchanting girl? Or should he surrender and beg for her forgiveness?

"Remember not to stare at people with those eyes for too long next time; it's easy to be noticed."

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Han Yi blinked her brown eyes hard and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Jiang Fan then came to his senses. He had not yet fully adapted to the world of the Sequencers and was still using [Insight into All Things]. In the eyes of other Sequencers, he was probably just a beacon in the darkness.

"Are you... really Han Yi?"

His pupils reflected the girl's figure like a mirror. Jiang Fan recalled the frail girl a year ago, holding books and wearing glasses. Back then, she didn't know how to dress up, but you could tell at a glance that she was a beauty in the making, like a piece of fine jade.

Now, however, she is such a bright and cheerful girl, whose smile seems to light up the world. She dominates your attention the moment she appears, as if the whole world belongs to her.

The changes are so drastic, it's like they're two completely different people.

"It's absolutely genuine."

Han Yi tilted her head playfully, her eyes narrowing into beautiful crescent moons, still carrying that harmless, refreshing fragrance.

Before Jiang Fan could ask anything else, Hu Minghao had already returned, pounding his chest and stamping his feet in frustration.

After asking around, it turned out that he almost made it out of the desert battlefield, but because of his girlfriend's hallucination, he accidentally turned around, attracting the attention of the "swordsman," who remained silent for a moment before leaving without leaving anything behind.

Jiang Fan could only comfort his good friend and tell him not to take it to heart, as he was already much better than others.

Instead of worrying about others, you should care more about yourself.

Just as Jiang Fan was patting Hu Minghao on the back, a familiar voice drifted over from nearby.

Upon seeing that unforgettable, refreshing green head, Jiang Fan suppressed the smile on his lips, only then realizing that Zhang Wen was talking to him.

Are you talking about me?

"hehe."

Zhang Wen sneered and walked out of the formation, deliberately glancing at Han Yi as he passed by.

This guy must be out of his mind.

Jiang Fan was shocked by the other party's amazing behavior. It really is springtime. No matter what kind of supernatural organization the uncle is or the green-haired college student, they all start to go into heat.

The desire to display its feathers is no less than that of ten peacocks.

Zhang Wen approached the executioner's blade, held his breath, and immediately a powerful aura of malevolence emanated from the blade.

A minute later, the instructor's eyes showed a strange look.

"It's actually the rarest [Butcher]. It's quite difficult to attract the proper sequence of the decapitation blade. He left a mark on your neck. Go back and think about it more."

The instructor's words made Zhang Wen immediately stand up.

"Don't worry, instructor, I'll definitely get the sequence seed in three days."

Although very few people awakened on the spot, their progress was clearly different.

Receiving "guidance" from the pan-sequence is considered a significant achievement, while those who merely sensed the unusual phenomena of the relics clearly haven't yet met the requirements of the pan-sequence.

This is a process that requires patience and perseverance.

When Zhang Wen returned to the group, he was noticeably more assertive, and he rarely answered questions from those around him.

Now, only Han Yi, Jiang Fan, and that elegant bespectacled woman in the team haven't tried awakening yet.

Jiang Fan suddenly felt a little nervous, but it was for Han Yi.

Sister, if you get arrested, please don't betray me!

However, the latter was clearly not burdened at all. He walked briskly to the gong and touched it with his little hand as if it were an ordinary musical instrument.

A gong sounded, then the drumbeats ceased immediately, and no unusual phenomena occurred.

The girl stood quietly in front of the gong for half a minute, with everyone's eyes fixed on her.

The instructor was also puzzled. He thought that he had used too much tonight, and the historical factors in the relics were too depleted to support the anomaly, so he wanted to reactivate it.

"Instructor, after I went in, I was in a black box. I couldn't see anything, but I could hear people talking."

Han Yi rubbed her eyes and said in a slightly tearful voice.

"Is this considered an awakening? But I don't want to go blind."

Wu Xingchuan, who was bored out of his mind, was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes flashed with intense surprise.

"His body resembles the night sky, he closes his eyes to listen to the night; he is the 'night watchman' in local legends!"

The instructor holding the gong nodded approvingly.

"Don't be afraid, it's a [Night Watchman] like me. It's currently a very good generic sequence. Others can't see the [Night Watchman]'s sequence seed. You just need to add it to your mind track at night."

"My name is Li Chengfeng, and I am a member of the Eleventh Bureau's Third Containment Team. If you have any questions about cultivation, you can come and ask me."

"Wow, that's good, thank you, instructor."

Han Yi patted his chest and happily walked back to the group.

Then came a flood of praise; everyone wanted to build a good relationship with Han Yi, especially since she was very beautiful.

Zhang Wen also ran over, looking smug as if he thought we were the only ones who could talk to each other.

Hearing the exclamations and praises from her classmates, Han Yi seemed startled, waving her two little hands that were peeking out from her lantern sleeves.

"Really, no. I've been afraid of the dark since I was little. Maybe the Night Watchmen just like people who are timid and like to close their eyes."

The girl's eyes were full of innocence and confusion, and her fair and delicate face was extremely deceptive, melting the hearts of several boys.

Jiang Fan, who had been protecting everyone in front of him, stroked his chin again. He saw the ghostly aura that had just risen from the gong melt into the shadow beneath Han Yi's feet before it even left the gong.

It feels like the Night Watch sequence got beaten up and then surrendered.

"Alright, Jiang Fan, Lu Xia, you two come forward and register your information. Since you've already awakened, don't waste our chances with the relics."

Li Chengfeng's shout into the microphone silenced the entire room for a moment, after which everyone looked around to see which two were so amazing that they had awakened their sequences ahead of time.