Volume 1: The Beginning of the Flame Chapter 31: Torch!

"Teacher, um... I still don't know what our organization is called?"

An Jianyou, who was lying on the chair and gasping for breath, was afraid that his teacher would leave again, so he asked hurriedly in his mind.

Our organization is so powerful, it must have a well-known name.

What will the name be?

Wait, why is the instructor silent? Did I say something wrong?

The floor heating in the bedroom was on, making the girl's pretty face blush. She was conflicted, wanting to ask but not daring to.

Maybe something big happened to the tutor suddenly.

Nothing will happen.

Woo woo woo——

The girl opened her cell phone and scrolled through her friends circle, but she was distracted and confused.

…

At this time, in the bedroom of Taiping Community, Fang You fell into deep thought.

What is our organization called? Of course it is called the Salvation Organization (crossed out)! No serious organization would be called the Salvation Organization directly. If it is called that, it is definitely a cult.

His organization truly has saving the world as its core purpose and spreading the light of righteousness.

Of course, there must also be a name for the light that is in line with the right path.

But what should we call it? Naming is always difficult, and we can’t just crowdfund it online to come up with one.

Fang You thought.

This kind of thing is just like writing a novel. If there is no inspiration, there is no inspiration. Why doesn't this salvation game also have a name for the organization?

Bad review.

Fang You also wanted to know An Jianyou's question, whether he would choose to drag it out or not.

Fang You flipped through the game of saving the world, and poked the character model of the apostle - well, this is just poking for fun, and there will be no real interaction with the apostle.

Otherwise he wouldn't be able to poke An Jianyou when he has nothing better to do.

He tapped it, and the girl's voice pack was updated, "An Jianyou, go for it~!"

He patted the Black Knife man again, and the man was still as aloof as ever, "The torch will be passed on, and mankind will live forever."

This guy repeats this sentence most of the time, like a parrot.

Hey wait!

Fang You thought of the opening CG of the game.

Dark clouds covered the sky, huge shadows emerged from under the sea, and the dilapidated buildings shrouded in gray fog looked like they had been dried by the wind for a thousand years.

Dark! Ruined!

But suddenly a flash of fire burst out.

The fire is burning! When the flame is passed on, mankind will never die!

"Our organization has had many names, but it can also be simply called... The Flame!"

〔bite!〕

[Hint: You have named it, the salvation organization - Xinhuo is officially established, fate points +2.]

Fang You: “???”

…

Torch!

These two simple words echoed in An Jianyou's mind for a long time, and created ripples in her heart.

These two words must represent a lot of meanings.

An Jianyou seemed to see that, from ancient times to the present, under the reality that people cannot see, countless guardians have come forward one after another to ignite the flame of human heritage.

This is why human society is prosperous today.

Perhaps this is one of the meanings of the flame, and there is more... An Jianyou feels that he is not qualified to understand it now.

But it doesn't matter.

Her current small goal is to learn the skill of "Strange Control" so that she can be able to complete the tasks assigned by her instructor.

Work hard, An Jianyou!

Today, she learned the skill of Trick Control for the second time, and her control over her eyes reached a new level.

She rested for a while, and when her strength was almost recovered, she walked to the window sill and looked at the road outside.

The night was very quiet, with few people on the road and only the occasional patrolling security guard.

An Jianyou's eyes were watery. She tried hard to open them wider, but her eyes became a little sore when she opened them wider.

suddenly,

The silent road was filled with gray fog. The soft light from the street lamps became dimmer. Ugly and hideous figures appeared, staggering along the road .

Roaring.

They look like zombies, but they are not real zombies.

Or the neck may be twisted 3,600 degrees like a screw, or the arms may be stretched out like two tentacles, which is both weird and scary.

But now An Jianyou dared to stare, she already understood the use of her eyes.

It exists only when you see it; it does not exist if you cannot see it.

Just turn off the switch before going to bed later. Now... just treat it as adapting in advance. An Jianyou, you are the one who has to face the evil and eliminate it. You must keep your eyes open and don't tremble.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The earth trembled, and An Jianyou's heart also began to thump.

Before her eyes, a giant-like evil creature appeared, more than ten meters tall. It looked as if its skin had been peeled off, leaving only flesh and blood, and a forked tongue that stretched out more than ten meters...

All of them were impacting her fragile heart.

Suddenly,

The giant turned its head evilly, and stared straight at her villa with its scarlet eyes.

An Jianyou's lips twitched, without much expression on her face, like a girl enjoying the night breeze... She had almost mastered this skill like an instinct by now.

I'm used to it.

I'm not afraid anymore.

No, it’s still super super super scary!

The hideous giant face slowly approached. An Jianyou's teeth were chattering, his heart almost stopped, and his eyelids were twitching continuously.

Jumped to the limit.

Buzz——

The scene before my eyes disappeared; the misty gray fog, the staggering figures, and the terrifying giant evil spirits all disappeared; outside the window it was a quiet night again, with only the lights emitting a soft glow.

It seems like it was just a dream, and when I wake up I won’t feel any pain.

An Jianyou was still standing in front of the windowsill, as if petrified, for more than ten seconds before he blinked his eyelashes and sat down on the ground.

Biting her lips, tears welled up in her eyes.

"This world is still too dangerous!"

…

Taiping Community was as peaceful as ever, with only the loud voice of the doorman, Uncle Qin, occasionally heard.

On the sixth floor of one of the buildings, Fang You walked out of the steamy bathroom and flexed his muscles in front of a large mirror.

He is handsome and has a great body, but how can he go out? If a group of young ladies surround him, how can he refuse them elegantly and politely?

This might be the kind of worry that all handsome and talented people like him have.

Everyone understands.

Fang You naturally lay down on the bed, put away his mobile phone, casually glanced at the diary on the salvation game, and suddenly froze.

〔bite!〕

[Hint: Enter the strange and evil "evil corpse" in the illustration.]

[Hint: Enter the strange and evil "Long Tongue Corpse" in the illustration.]