Too Many Reincarnators? I Bring the National Team to the Field - Chapter 106

Chapter 106

At the same time.

Sheng An, Qi Lingwu, and Song Linwei arrived at the hospital.

Qin Xuan had just woken up. He opened his eyes and pouted his little mouth, looking incredibly aggrieved.

Before he could start crying, Old Man Qin leaned in close. “Are you hungry? The cafeteria here has lots of delicious food. You’re a Superpower User now, so the country will take care of you. You can have whatever you want, hehe.”

Qin Xuan stopped crying immediately.

He grinned, revealing his tiny teeth. “Hehe.”

Old Man Qin: “Hehehe.”

Qin Xuan: “Hehehe.”

The others: “…”

Looking at the two of them with their identical smiles…

Song Linwei wore a look of utter disdain. “Old Man Qin, don’t you go leading your grandson astray.”

Old Man Qin rubbed his nose and fell silent.

Business came first, so Song Linwei ignored him and leaned down to ask Qin Xuan about the Prophecy regarding Sheng An.

His tone was very gentle, and he wore a warm, kind smile.

However, Qin Xuan shook his head. “I don’t know.”

Song Linwei’s gentleness vanished in a second, replaced by anxiety. “How can you not know? What exactly is the situation with Sister Sheng? What did she say was wrong? What could make someone as calm as Sister Sheng say she was wrong?”

Qin Xuan continued to shake his head, his voice childish. “I don’t know.”

Song Linwei clutched his head, having a breakdown. “How can you not know anything? A Prophecy with no beginning or end… Sigh, doesn’t this just make things more confusing?!”

Old Man Qin interjected weakly, “Are you really counting on a three-year-old?”

Song Linwei: “…”

-That made a lot of damn sense.

He was actually pinning his hopes on a three-year-old…

Sheng An gazed at Qin Xuan lying on the bed.

She wasn’t particularly curious about this Prophecy that seemed to bode ill, but if Qin Xuan’s Prophecy was real… it might provide a lot of valuable information.

Sheng An turned and gave an order. “Find some professionals. Based on Qin Xuan’s description, have them draw the scenes from his Prophecy. Do it as quickly as possible.”

She had a gut feeling that they would discover something.

Song Linwei’s expression turned solemn. “Understood.”

Sheng An then looked at Old Man Qin. “Since you’ve joined the Apocalypse Special Affairs Department, behave yourself. Later, you’ll help Qin Xuan cooperate with the professionals for the drawing. Remember, it must be precise.”

Old Man Qin said weakly, “Is it mandatory? That sounds pretty difficult. He’s only three, after all.”

Sheng An smiled slightly. “Yes, he’s only three. He still needs professional care. I’ll have logistics send over a nanny. As for you-”

Old Man Qin’s expression immediately became serious and noble.

“No problem at all! Don’t worry, Team Leader. As a member of the Apocalypse Special Affairs Department, I may be old, but I have the most experience with Xiao Xuan. I’ll make sure he cooperates and guarantee that the drawing is precise!”

Sheng An nodded in satisfaction.

Song Linwei: “…”

-This old man’s ability to change his tune was truly impressive.

***

At the same time.

Li Wanyun rushed to Building No. 1. When she arrived, Xiang Hanshuang, Lou Mingwei, and Ruan Zifeng from Group A were already there.

A staff member was introducing the two newly joined Sparks. The PPT displayed their photos and basic information, clear and concise.

Jiang Ling, hair mutant, programmer, 26 years old. Her combat strength was extremely high.

Zhuang Fan, Verbal Spell Ability User, web novelist, 25 years old. Combat strength to be explored; lethality was immense.

Li Wanyun fell into thought.

The trend for “Sparks” seemed to lean very young… including that one who was as young as three.

Long Tianyu’s focus shifted. “Jiang Ling doesn’t look like she has much hair. How is she a hair mutant?”

In the photo, Jiang Ling didn’t just have little hair; she possessed the typical traits of a programmer-a receding hairline and thinning hair…

The staff member choked for a moment before saying, “Her hair mutated. She has a lot of hair now.”

After a pause, he continued, “Both Sparks this time are excellent. The higher-ups are letting Group A and Group B distribute them amongst yourselves. We hope you’ll communicate amicably and avoid conflict.”
Long Tianyu lowered his voice as he spoke to Li Wanyun. “Are we going to ask for this Verbal Spell Ability User directly?”

Li Wanyun replied in an equally low voice, “No rush. Let’s see their abilities first.”

Li Xin had already suffered the consequences of being reckless by trying to snatch someone before scouting their capabilities. They couldn’t afford to make the same mistake.

Lou Mingwei was already losing his patience. “Where are they? Bring them out so we can see what they’re made of. They have to show at least a bit of skill, right?”

As soon as he finished speaking, something flew into the room, grazing Lou Mingwei’s face as it zoomed past.

If he hadn’t developed incredibly high reflexes through his recent training, that thing probably would have sliced him.

It was so sharp!

Everyone turned to look at the object.

Hair?!

After the black hair rushed in, it wrapped around the second-floor railing. A moment later, a woman swinging from the hair glided in and landed gracefully.

*Swish, swish, swish.* The hair retracted completely.

She stood in front of Lou Mingwei and let out a cold snort. “Did you see my skill?”

Lou Mingwei’s eyes narrowed. “!”

He wasn’t the type to take things lying down. His expression darkened, and electricity crackled between his fingers.

However, Ruan Zifeng held him back.

Jiang Ling remained perfectly calm, playing with her long, thick hair. A confident smile played on her lips, her demeanor entirely composed.

Long Tianyu looked at the photo on the screen, then back at Jiang Ling, stunned. “Does the amount of hair someone has really make that much of a difference to their looks?!”

In the photo, she was a bald girl.

In front of them stood a great beauty with long, straight black hair.

Li Wanyun: “…”

Almost instinctively, she touched her own hair.

Jiang Ling’s hand froze as she stroked her locks.

At the same time, footsteps echoed. A tall young man walked in at a steady, unhurried pace.

The man was handsome with an extraordinary aura, but his expression was even colder than Jiang Ling’s. He didn’t say a word after entering, merely giving everyone a calm nod.

Arrogant!

This kind of pride was different from Lou Mingwei’s. It felt very similar to the vibe Long Tianyu used to have when he was pretending to be a stoic, emotionless type. No, this man’s aura was even more natural than Long Tianyu’s.

Li Wanyun subconsciously looked at Long Tianyu and frowned. “Is this guy your long-lost brother?”

They were both just as… punchable.

Long Tianyu snorted coldly.

He glared at the silent Zhuang Fan and said coldly, “Verbal Spell Ability? Words Become Reality? It’s an ability I’ve never seen before. Can you just make whoever you want die? How do you even use that Supernatural Ability to fight?”

He found Zhuang Fan annoying and decided to test him directly.

The others remained silent, content to watch the show.

Zhuang Fan looked at him expressionlessly. Under everyone’s watchful eyes, he remained calm and slowly uttered a single word: “Fall.”

*Thud!*

Long Tianyu looked as if he had been tripped. He face-planted onto the flat ground.

Everyone: “…”

-Holy crap, this ability!

“Damn it!” Long Tianyu gritted his teeth and leaped up from the ground, wanting to regain his dignity.

Li Wanyun grabbed him and hissed, “Don’t forget our mission. Do you really want Group A to end up stronger than us?”

Long Tianyu muttered, “I just don’t like the look of him.”

In fact, no one present liked the look of Zhuang Fan.

This guy was exactly like the protagonist of an early webnovel: stone-faced, average-looking but with an extraordinary aura, and a man of few words. Just standing there… he made people want to hit him.

Li Wanyun looked at Jiang Ling, then back at Zhuang Fan.

Both were undoubtedly experts. Jiang Ling had clashed with Lou Mingwei the moment she arrived, and Long Tianyu clearly disliked Zhuang Fan.

In that case, when it came to choosing…

Li Wanyun’s voice was firm. “Zhuang Fan belongs to Group B!”

No kidding!

If you’re picking someone, you obviously pick the most impressive one.

No matter what happened today, even if she had to snatch him away, she was going to get Zhuang Fan into Group B.