Under One Person: Since I am alone, I can dominate the world

A man wearing glasses suddenly sat up, his eyes filled with confusion and horror, and it took him a while to recover.

His name is Zhao Nian, and he only remembers himself. It seems like he has had a very long and vivid dream. In the dream, he has transformed into an omnipotent being. Not only is he invincible in heaven and earth, he is also handsome, and surrounded by many beautiful women... He is definitely the male protagonist of a cool novel!

But all this was just a dream after all. When he thought of this, he felt a little lost and looked at the figure lying on the other side of the machine. It was a young man with blue hair and squinty eyes. It was the other person who mercilessly woke him up from the inner scene.

"Zhao Nian, ah Zhao Nian, you are really amazing. Now you have finally woken up, right? You don't think of yourself as the Immortal King anymore?" Zhuge Qing complained.

Zhao Nian coughed awkwardly twice, thinking back to everything that happened before, and said with lingering fear: "In the inner scene, everything is nothingness."

"Thank you for rescuing me, otherwise I would have been trapped in it and wasted my life."

Zhuge Qing laughed: "The art of Qimen is all about fate, it is hard to force it, and the inner scenery is even more dangerous, it is easy to fall into it."

"Don't force something that is not destined for you."

After Zhao Nian finished ordering, he nodded seriously again and again, then walked out of the strange machine, thanked Zhuge Qing again, and said goodbye and left.

The only people left in the room were Zhuge Qing and a little old man in a suit standing nearby.

The old man's name is Bi Yuan. He is from Biyou Village and is one of the so-called twelve superior talents. Superior talent is a name for people with outstanding talents, as opposed to machines. It is a name given by Ma Xianhong himself.

And one of the very important reasons for the existence of this superior root is to be used in conjunction with the huge machine in front of us - the self-cultivation furnace!

This magical weapon, which was refined by the divine machine hundreds of times, can be said to be a heaven-defying artifact. As it did just now, it can interfere with the inner world of others, but it is only a simple one of its many functions.

The real power of this self-cultivation furnace is that it breaks down the natural gap between extraordinary people and ordinary people, allowing ordinary people to become extraordinary beings. This method that goes against the laws of nature can be said to be unprecedented!

"Brother Zhuge's attainments in Wu Hou Qi Men are truly profound. Not only can he keep himself pure, he also has the energy to pull others out of their illusions." Bi Yuan praised.

Zhuge Qing smiled and shook his head: "I have been practicing the art of Qimen since I was a child, but I have only achieved something now."

"But this self-cultivation furnace is just a machine, but it can control the strange door and intervene in the inner scene. Compared with it...what I have gained is more like a joke."

As he said this, he shook his head somewhat dejectedly, and moved closer to the machine. He paced slowly and looked at it, while reaching out his hand to touch the huge magical instrument with a complicated expression.

Bi Yuan took all of this in, but didn't say much. He just turned around and left quietly.

Today's Zhuge Qing has been personally recognized by the Sect Leader and has become one of the twelve most talented people. There is nothing for him to be on guard against.

……

Inside the huge house.

Apart from the big machine, only Zhuge Qing was left.

He walked around the machine in a daze, taking in every incredibly delicate detail. Suddenly he stopped and let out a long sigh.

"Qi Men is difficult to cultivate. Only those who are predestined can learn it. The inner scenery is dangerous and even more difficult to obtain."

"But I, Zhuge Qing, have all these predestined relationships. I also consider myself to be the best in the family in the past few decades in terms of talent in Qimen magic. I started learning at the age of seven and practiced hard for eighteen years. But what does that mean?"

"I can't compare to Wang Ye in mathematics, and now I can't even compare to a machine, haha."

Zhuge Qing laughed miserably, and his eyes, which used to be squinting, were now red. Only at times like this did he dare to face his true emotions and vent them out.

But fortunately, everything has taken a turn for the better.

"Since it is a more mysterious and powerful method than the Wuhou Qimen of my Zhuge family, why shouldn't I learn it?"

"The divine machine has been refined a hundred times, the divine machine has been refined a hundred times..."

Zhuge Qing muttered to himself, a strange gleam in his eyes, and the whole person seemed a little crazy. He suddenly remembered the fierce reaction made by Wang Ye when he learned that he was going to join Biyou Village not long ago. The former was extremely decisive in every word, telling him that no matter what, he must not enter this Biyou Village and join the new Jiejiao to bring disaster upon himself.

“Hmph…Hmph.”

Zhuge Qing suddenly laughed indistinctly again, his voice suppressed.

"Wang Ye, you have already mastered Fenghou Qimen, so you can naturally reject other temptations openly."

"But as for me, if I want to surpass you, I can only... pursue greater strength. What's wrong with that?"

As Zhuge Qing spoke, a gleam of red light gradually appeared in his eyes, but he didn't realize it.

……

the other side.

In the barren mountains outside Biyou Village, a young Taoist priest was walking along the way, sighing: "Zhuge Qing, you are a big idiot."

"Hey, Clarinet, you knew the company's plan a long time ago, why did you just tell it now?" Zhang Chulan walked in the dense jungle, waving a tree branch in one hand.

Black Pipeline: "This is just a last-minute announcement. I haven't had time to tell you yet."

"From now on, our target has officially shifted to Biyou Village."

Zhang Chulan: "Let's go and wipe out a village? That New Jiejiao?"

The clarinet nodded, "Yes."

Zhang Chulan continued: "Then what crime did they commit to shield Chen Duo?"

The clarinet paused for a moment, then slowly said, "It's a bit troublesome to explain, let me put it this way."

"If we write this siege of Biyou Village into a story, we will play the villain role in it."

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath when they heard this. They all looked a little surprised. Zhang Chulan turned his head and looked at the black pipe: "Villain?"

Black Tube nodded and continued to explain: "Do you know the red line of the alien population?"

"The so-called population red line is the best ratio found by various countries in the world in recent years based on their research on the mutant population, which is one in fifty thousand."

"There is one mutant for every 50,000 people. This is the maximum density of mutants that our country can tolerate."

"If this limit is exceeded, the risk of ordinary people discovering the alien will increase significantly, which is likely to cause conflicts between ordinary people and aliens."

Zhang Chulan couldn't help but interrupt, "Contradiction? Can't aliens coexist peacefully with ordinary people?"

Black Pipe: "That's true. Extraordinary people can cultivate their Qi and forge their bodies, and have strong individual strength, but they are rare. On the other hand, a large number of ordinary people do not have outstanding individual abilities, so they rely more on systems and rules."

"Because of this difference, ordinary people are more suitable for managing and building large human organizations than extraordinary people."

"And the more powerful individual Inhumans are destined to find it difficult to bow to ordinary people. If their numbers are large enough and exceed the population red line, then the possibility of forming racial consciousness and clashing with ordinary people will greatly increase."

“This is a natural difference that cannot be erased.”

"To avoid this kind of dispute, what we can do now is to consciously restrict the alien group. One of the means is to control the alien population density within a safe range, which is the population red line."

Zhang Chulan responded: "But judging from the methods displayed by the new Jiejiao in Biyou Village and the intelligence obtained by the company, there is still some mysterious power in Biyou Village that can transform ordinary people into extraordinary people."

"But this situation is something the company absolutely cannot tolerate, so we must resolve the issue of Biyou Village. However, the company is not in the right in this matter, and if we handle it in a high-profile manner, it may cause more unnecessary trouble."

“So we let the temporary workers who are not willing to see the light take action.”

Clarinet sighed and said, "Indeed."

……

at the same time.

A village several hills away, in a hidden cave on the cliff.

Ma Xianhong walked out slowly with a faint smile on his face. After finding the right direction, he left at a leisurely pace.

There were bright lights in the cave, and it looked like a small base.

On a stone platform in the center, there was an unconscious old woman lying, and next to her was a woman with short pink hair.

Qu Tong silently looked at Mei Jinfeng with her eyes closed, with an inexplicable look in her eyes, as if she was looking at an old friend she hadn't seen for many years. She was immersed in some memories and didn't come back to her senses until a long time later.

Then, she moved, slowly stretched out a hand, and placed it on Mei Jinfeng's forehead. Then, a blue light emerged.

The blue light on the palm looked dreamy, with inexplicable fluctuations, and slowly emerged from between the old woman's eyebrows, a ball of light.

Mei Jinfeng's body trembled unconsciously and her face showed some pain, but she did not wake up. She still kept her eyes closed until the ball of light was completely drawn out and captured by Qu Tong.

"call……"

Qu Tong closed her eyes slightly, taking in everything she sensed.

……

Silent all night.

Just before the dawn rising.

In a mountain stream surrounded by green plants somewhere outside Biyou Village, Ma Xianhong sat cross-legged on a huge rock, breathing slowly. Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from behind him.

"Master Wang Ye, if you don't want to join my Biyou Village, why do you come here to test us so many times?"

"Why, could it be that you have changed your mind today and come to terms with it?"

Ma Xianhong didn't look back, but just spoke to himself.

Wang Ye, who looked a little tired, rubbed the back of his head and yawned lazily, "Ah, how does that line go? It's all my fault for being too soft-hearted."

"I still want to remind you that your fate is humble, and what you are planning is too humble, you can't bear it."

Ma Xianhong raised his lips and smiled, "Where there is a will, there is a way. I just think I can do it."

"I never believe in fortune-telling or anything like that."

Wang Ye shrugged, "Okay, if you don't want to listen, forget it."

"But since Zhuge Qing is involved in this matter, I will have to intervene again."

Ma Xianhong turned his back to Wang Ye and laughed: "Does Taoist Wang like to make decisions for others so much?"

Wang Ye raised his eyebrows, "I could have kept to myself, but I have a habit of meddling in other people's affairs, and I can't change it."

Ma Xianhong said calmly: "Then how do you plan to manage it?"

As he spoke, the energy in his body changed and gradually became turbulent.

The king did not answer, but the hem of his Taoist robe moved without wind, and a faint blue light flashed in his eyes.

"I've heard of the great name of Fenghou Qimen a long time ago. Let me try it with you today." Ma Xianhong snorted coldly and was about to take action the next moment.

But suddenly at this moment, something strange happened.

In the dense forest, there were suddenly sounds of conversation coming from far away.

"I'm wondering if this satellite navigation is correct? Is Biyou Village really here? We've been walking all night."

"It seems that what Er Zhuang said is not wrong."

"Then just believe him. Alas, the signal here is so bad that I can't even find my phone."

"..."

The sound of conversation was accompanied by footsteps, and soon, a group of figures walked out of the dense jungle. When both parties met, their eyes involuntarily sank.

After receiving the news of the change of plan last night, Er Zhuang, a temporary worker in the Northeast region, sent them a lot of information, including information about the mysterious Biyou Village Chief.

Zhang Chulan's gaze then turned to Wang Ye on the side, his eyes shining as he said, "Master Wang, what a fate, I see you here again."

Chapter 187: Ma Xianhong, the real man's fan

Seeing an old friend, Zhang Chulan immediately waved and greeted him.

The two men, who were on the verge of a fight, both paused and suppressed their surging Qi when they saw the people from the company arriving.

Wang Ye raised his eyebrows and said to Zhang Chulan: "I say, why are all the people from the company here?"

Zhang Chulan glanced at Ma Xianhong beside him, coughed and said, "This is a team-building activity organized by our company, a one-day trip to the Biyou Village Farmhouse."

"I wonder why Daoist Master Wang is here?"

Wang Ye smiled and said, "The air here is nice with green mountains and clear waters. I'm here to take a walk and find my lost friend."

Ma Xianhong said sarcastically, "My village has a unique scenery. Your friend voluntarily stayed here. What do you mean he got lost? Don't talk nonsense and tear down my sign."

Wang Ye's expression remained unchanged. He just stretched and said nothing more.

On the contrary, Zhang Chulan laughed and said, "The scenery in the village is beautiful. Maybe it won't hurt to stay for a few more days."

As he spoke, he winked at Ma Xianhong on the side and said, "I guess this person must be the famous Biyou Village Chief in the rumors."

"How about this? I, your little brother, would like to bring a group of people to our village to experience the good life. Do you welcome me?"

Ma Xianhong stretched out his hand to push away the hair in front of his eyes. He didn't even glance at the rest of the company. He just looked carefully at Zhang Chulan in front of him, nodded, and smiled slightly: "Are you Zhang Chulan? Speaking of which, the fate between us is quite deep."

Zhang Chulan asked, "Deep destiny? Where do I start?"

Ma Xianhong recalled: "Your grandfather Zhang Huaiyi realized the origin of the Qi body and was one of the thirty-six righteous men during the Jiashen Rebellion."

"My grandfather, Ma Benzai, is also one of the Thirty-Six Brothers. He is your grandfather's brother. So far, we two younger generations can be considered brothers with different surnames. Isn't this a deep bond?"