My Rescue Game Came True

The disaster in Xiaguang City has truly ended, and no more accidents have happened, but for the huge Candela Empire, the disaster has only just begun.

Destroying the source of the disaster and preventing the filth from spreading to the entire province, this... is just a means to treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

In the face of the dark torrent, these methods are useless.

Because, this rampant disaster and the gradually dying world are nothing but the influence of certain existence instincts.

The existence of high positions in the Candela Empire has long been known.

The Emperor Guanghui, the Eight Great Pillars of Heaven, and a number of cutting-edge scientific researchers are doing their best to perfect the impossible... No. 0 plan.

These have nothing to do with the boys and girls in the Sunshine Orphanage.

"Teacher, there is definitely still somewhere, waiting for us!"

According to the arrangement of the City Lord's Mansion, they quickly withdrew from Xiaguang City and moved to a big city hundreds of kilometers away, which was not affected by the disaster.

And here, the Sunshine Welfare Institute was rebuilt.

It even reproduced the original site of the Sunshine Welfare Institute at a ratio of 1:1.

——Before leaving, Chi Yan dismantled all the equipment and buildings in the orphanage that could be dismantled and taken away, and there was a familiar aura on them.

Liu Feng also agrees with this approach.

He thinks it has the power left by the teacher.

However, dismantling and moving the entire orphanage is a huge project, and he still asked the Lord Chen Miao to complete this arduous project.

In the rebuilt Sunshine Welfare Institute, the welfare benefits have increased again, and Chi Yan, Liu Feng and others have also entered the sight of high officials in the empire. But in this orphanage with more than a dozen mythical figures, the position of dean has been vacant.

A few years later, the teenagers and girls in the orphanage ushered in the time for graduation.

This graduation ceremony is unprecedented.

According to historical records, on that day, countless streamers of mythology pierced the sky and landed in front of the gate of the Sunshine Welfare Institute. The guests who came also included other demigods such as City Lord Chen Miao and Dean Ferola. According to gossip, there were even high-ranking figures from the empire, who came to congratulate him in the form of consciousness descending.

It was only at this time that many mythological guests who had heard about the Sunshine Welfare Institute for a long time discovered...

For the teenagers and girls who graduated from the Sunshine Welfare Institute, the number of seven sense myths... is more than imagined!

You call this a welfare home?

A few years have passed, and the once half-grown child has almost no youthfulness.

Liu Feng carried a huge sword box on his back and was dressed in a white robe. He was plump and handsome, with piercing eyes, which made many mythical women look sideways.

An old instructor at the orphanage said: "Many of these children have learned real skills from the dean, but only Liu Feng has inherited the dean's talent and appearance, and his appearance is magnificent."

but,

After these children graduate, what should the Sunshine Orphanage do?

According to the usual practice, when this batch of students graduates and leaves the orphanage to go to the society, they should absorb a batch of fresh blood to continue their cultivation and continue the inheritance.

The same is true for the operating rules of the top orphanages.

The difference is that the top orphanages can obtain the most potential students in the region.

But Sunshine, you can't treat it as a top welfare institution. Even if Dean Fang is gone, there will still be many dignitaries who try their best to send their children here.

"We can't close the orphanage!"

Chi Yan shook his ears and said, not allowing anyone to refute.

It carries the memories of more than 2,000 people in the orphanage, and no one really wants to close it.

With everyone's current strength and status, it is not difficult to maintain an orphanage.

Not only to maintain, but also to continue the teacher's beliefs and inheritance forever.

"Let's create another higher training academy!"

Liu Feng said, "Some brothers and sisters are not strong enough. Instead of letting them step on the battlefield prematurely, it is better to let them practice for a while."

"Moreover, there is a college of higher education that recruits students from welfare institutions around the world, and it is more suitable to carry forward the teacher's inheritance."

"The inheritance of the teacher is the strongest inheritance!"

Chi Yan was quite satisfied with this statement and voted for it absolutely.

The third senior brother Zhou Bao looked at the two of them, "The second senior brother is right, and the elder sister is right."

The others naturally agreed, all gearing up, already dreaming in their minds to develop the academy to the point where Candela is the strongest.

Uh, it seems that they haven't named the academy they're about to create yet?

"It's called Sunshine Practice Academy?" Liu Feng said.

Chi Yan stared at the blue sky, expending the most brain cells in her life, she said incredulously: "No, it's called Xinhuo Academy!"

...

Firewood Academy was established.

In the Candela Empire, more than three Myths who jointly sign are eligible to establish an advanced practice academy, and can obtain a loan and financial support from the empire.

However, that is the past tense.

Today's empire is suffering from disasters everywhere, and resources are already quite short, and many times they have to figure out their own solutions.

Liu Feng thought of a way.

Out of pocket.

They were young, not rich enough, but not poor enough.

"Before the teacher left, in addition to this book of destiny, he also left behind many resources..."

Before Chi Yan glared at him angrily, Liu Feng hurriedly said, "Of course, these resources are reserved for brothers and sisters to practice, and they will never be sold. There are a lot of treasures, if you sell some of them casually, it will be enough to support the start-up funds for the establishment of higher education institutions."

"Yes vote."

Chi Yan raised his hand and said.

Zhou Bao glanced at the two of them, and then raised his hand.

The young Shinhwa folded his palms together, stood under the blue sky, and made a promise.

The establishment of Xinhuo Academy caused quite a stir.

After all, the three myths who co-founded the academy are all top geniuses, peerless geniuses.

Thanks to this, the Xinhuo Academy has gained a lot of students, and the operation of the Academy can be maintained in a benign state.

The one who holds the post of dean is Yujianshi Liufeng.

He is the second dean of Xin Huo Academy, as for the first? There is no need to guess the myth of being born in Xiaguang City, they will never forget that noble, revered, and stalwart figure in white robes.

May there be no disasters in heaven.

...

There are more and more disasters in the real world.

The great Candela Empire is like an old man in his twilight years, with one gray spot after another growing on his body.

Some gray spots, like Xiaguang City, were removed smoothly, but even if they were removed, there were still traces left, and more and more gray spots were growing brutally on the Candela land.

The world outside Candela has long been eroded by darkness, disasters are everywhere, and people are devastated.

Mortals are like ants.

The gods also mourned.

Inheriting the will of the teacher, the purpose of the Fire Academy is to 'continue the inheritance of mankind' and 'fight against evil and disasters'.

The strong men who came out of the academy, without hesitation, threw themselves into the ferocious war against disasters.

In this war, there is no retreat!

In the third year since the founding of the Xinhuo Academy, and the eighth year since the day when the boys and girls in the orphanage practiced, the disaster war became more and more fierce, and the border of the empire had to be retreated thousands of kilometers. , also paralyzed the vast majority.

This is the time of the storm.

The Xinghuo Academy has output more powerful men, a master of the six senses, and a young myth, active in various battlefields of the empire, beheading countless treacherous and evil, and making great military exploits.

However, the battlefield is a place where life is withered, disasters are blind, and dangers are everywhere.

In the autumn of the eighth year, on the second front in the east, three myths from the Xinhuo Academy and dozens of six-sense powerhouses from the Xinhuo Academy died in battle, and their souls returned to their hometowns.

In the summer of the ninth year, during the defense of Tianmen City, the two Xin Huo myths fought to the death and made magnificent sacrifices.

In the winter of the tenth year, the Gorefiend Lord descended on Dongning Port, and dozens of fire heroes and two fire myths died.

eleventh year,

twenty-first year,

One hundred and eleventh year,

One hundred and sixty-seventh year,

A slender figure in a gray robe with long hair tied up stood in front of the black monument, staring up at the names on it.

"Old friend, two more have left."

Liu Feng sighed.

He looked about thirty years old, with a little gray stubble. The years could not leave too many traces on his face, it was still enough to fascinate thousands of young women, but his eyes were full of the vicissitudes of time.

"You have to remember that this monument is the history of Xinhuo Academy."

"Don't forget the history, don't forget... the idea of ​​the fire."

"Pass the torch from generation to generation, and mankind will last forever!"

He turned around and looked at the two teenagers and a girl who were still a little green in their faces.

They are his disciples, the youngest and most potential disciples.

He has high hopes for the three disciples, but in today's era, there is no time.

"When I see you, my teacher reminds me of the past. At that time, my teacher was very similar to you, immature, energetic, and fearless, trying to become the strongest in the world."

He was a little self-deprecating.

But in the eyes of the disciples, Teacher Liu Feng is the strongest.

In just over a hundred years, the Xinhuo Academy has been built as the premier institution of higher learning in the Candela Empire.

"No, your teacher, I have never been the strongest."

"Your senior uncle possesses unmatched fighting talent, and he has always been inferior to him as a teacher. Even your third uncle is actually slightly better than his teacher."

"Being a teacher is too ordinary, so I took over the post of dean."

Speaking of the most familiar partner, Dean Liufeng had smiles in his eyes, nostalgia, and... endless sadness.

"It's normal for you to be unfamiliar."

"Your uncle went to the northern part of the empire thirty years ago and participated in a top-secret project. I haven't seen her for thirty years. And your third uncle..."

"He's an idiot! An idiot!"

"How did the teacher teach back then? Safety first, you must know how to save your life, and you will have a future if you live! But he is an idiot, and he is still fighting to the death against a high-ranking existence! How could I have such a stupid junior! Stupid!"

Cursing and cursing, his eyes sparkled.

The young and still imposing dean raised his head and looked at the blue sky.

"Ham, people like to chatter when they are old, and the wind is a bit noisy."

The tumultuous wind blew across the cheeks, and a myth descended from the wind.

This Shinhwa came from the Ninth Legion, not from the Fire Academy, but facing this young dean who was much younger than him, Shinhwa only had respect on his face.

"General Liufeng." The visitor gave the Candela military salute, "This is a confidential battle report from the front line."

The young dean took over the secret stone, and penetrated with his spiritual sense.

quite a while,

"Let's go," he said.

After thinking about it, he took out an old book from the storage device, which only had a book cover but not even a single page, and gave it to his disciple.

"This book shouldn't be left in my hands, it should be displayed in the academy's pavilion."

He laughed and walked away quickly.

Shinhwa followed suit.

After hesitant to speak for a while, he continued, "General, Monarch Youying may descend outside Ancient Origin Castle at any time. The meaning of the Legion Commander is... I hope you will go to Feiyun Port to sit in command."

"Original Castle needs me more."

"But..." Shinhwa paused, "You have a brighter future."

"Many people have it. My junior has a higher potential than me."

He looks at the sky.

The sky is blue and there seems to be a face.

The memory of more than a hundred years ago floated in his heart, and he felt a little regretful.

"Maybe, I'm a fool too."

He soared into the sky with his sword, broke through the long night, and sprinkled the afterglow that belonged to the fireman.

...

The sun rises and the sun sets, autumn goes and spring comes.

The once immutable world environment is rapidly changing.

The vegetation is withered, the sky is dark, the earth becomes gray and dead, and the sky is also filled with thick gray fog.

The world is crying.

They can only try their best to maintain the last vitality, leaving patches of life in the dead world, fighting against the ubiquitous darkness.

Intelligent beings are also contending.

Humans, illusory spirits, nature spirits, sea creatures.

Newborn, ancient god.

Righteous God, Evil God.

Mountains and rivers turned upside down, and continents collapsed.

The setting sun is gradually sinking to the west, and the shining land, the pillar of mankind, is shrinking.

On a certain day, the setting sun never rose again, replaced by a crimson moon hanging high in the sky. Under the light of the red moon, the earth is full of shadows, and the dark shadows spread their teeth and claws, as if covering the whole world.

From the Kandela Empire all the way to the north, the land is covered with thick frozen soil, and the ice seems to be eternal. On this piece of immortal ice, the setting sun diffuses its afterglow, dragging the whole world into decline and twilight.

Black River, Polar Night, Reincarnation, Despair...

The unspeakable horror gradually revived, and the world seemed to be divided.

until……

The world fell silent again.

Hush——

The waves are surging, and drops of water splash and fall, reflecting countless vast and profound scenes.

At the beginning, he could still see the reconstruction of the Sunshine Welfare Institute and the establishment of the Fire Academy, but soon, the tide of time and space became faster and faster, and these vast scenes flew away like fleeting shadows, pushing his conscious body back to the original origin.

His consciousness gradually froze.

Maybe a moment passed, or maybe, he had been swimming in the long river of time and space for tens of millions of years, what woke him up was the long lingering sound echoing in his mind.

"Ding--!"

"Reminder: The dungeon 'Twilight Ember' is over, the line of time has returned to normal, and it is being settled..."

pat~

Fang You set foot on the ground.

Gradually regaining consciousness from the trance, he opened his eyes with some difficulty.

This glance, ten thousand years.

I lost sleep after writing yesterday, so today is shorter, it should be reasonable... right?