Devouring the starry sky starts with a sword

Chapter 37 What kind of future

Entering the room, the room is plain gray, with no extra decorations or furnishings, only a long table and two plain futons facing each other.

A person, sitting cross-legged opposite.

Even if he was sitting cross-legged, he could still be seen to be tall, wearing a black exercise uniform, with short hair and no wrinkles or signs of age on his face, as if he was in his twenties.

But just sitting cross-legged, his back is still as straight as a sharp gun, and his invisible energy makes people faintly palpitate.

He closed his eyes and said nothing.

Zhou Ning was silent for a moment. Seeing that Hong was still not moving, he subconsciously said, "The head of the museum——"

Hong suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, Zhou Ning only saw Hong open his eyes, and the whole world seemed to have only this pair of eyes left.

What kind of eyes are these.
All firmness, sharpness, calmness, and fearlessness seem to be insufficient to describe it, and all difficulties, crises, bad luck, and fears seem to be insufficient to hinder it.

Even fate can't shake these godlike eyes.

Zhou Ning was shocked!

With his warrior's heart and sincere heart, even life and death can't shake him, but he still feels a small and humble in front of these eyes, as if facing the oppression of a god.

For the first time, Zhou Ning felt how terrifying and stalwart a person who shouldered tens of thousands of years of earth civilization and the fate of 70 billion human beings must have!

This is Hong!

The world's first powerhouse!
Earth humans are also the number one powerhouse of Earth civilization!
".The chief curator."

Zhou Ning looked directly at Hong. The terrifying deterrent force made his forehead sweat, and his muscles tensed subconsciously, but he still looked directly.

Without even thinking about it, he knew why Hong was oppressing him like this with his aura.

Warriors, seeing the heart is like seeing the knife.

洪.
Have you ever seen a trace of fear in my heart!

"Hahahahahaha."

Suddenly, Hong raised his head and laughed freely, breaking the suffocating oppression.

The laughter echoed in the room, frank and dripping, as if he had encountered the most worthy of his joy.

"Yeah"

"Zhou Ning, you should have been born in our era, when the word 'Warrior' was first born."

"sit!"

Hong looked at Zhou Ning, although his eyes were still cold and sharp, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There were still beads of sweat on Zhou Ning's forehead, but his expression returned to calm, and he sat down on the futon, facing Hong.

"Meet the chief curator."

Hong reached out to take the teapot and cups on the long table and poured two cups of tea. If inspector Liu saw this scene, he might be terrified.

Hong, actually pour tea for someone?

"I summoned you, two things."

Hong pushed a cup of tea to Zhou Ning, and picked up the cup himself: "The identity of the Golden Eagle has been found out, and someone will give you the specific information later."

Zhou Ning nodded: "Thank you, General Manager."

"Second thing."

Hong took a sip of tea and put down the teacup: "Your current strength is considered top among the gods of war, and I think your physical strength is only at the level of the god of war at the beginning. "

"What are your plans for the future?"

How do you plan?

Zhou Ning was taken aback by the question, and Hong asked him what he meant by that, trying to win him over?

Thoughts floated in his mind, and he tentatively asked: "Chief owner, can you give me some advice?"

"Suggestions are out of the question."

Hong Ping said: "I have read your profile, Zhou Ning."

"You have a simple background, you have been obsessed with martial arts since childhood, your talent is extraordinary, and your temperament is even rarer!"

"You are a natural martial arts seed. You have grown all the way to this day, and you have not been tainted with fame and fortune. This is very good. But, do you understand your current status?"

Hong's eyes were cold: "You are only 17 years old, the top God of War in the world."

"You know, the five major countries in the world, the 52 base cities, and the top figures of the high-level God of War are among the best in any base city, and their power is overwhelming!"

"Even, your status is higher than the highest official in the base city and the patriarch of the largest family, because their power is given by the country and the family consortium, and your status comes from your own strength!"

"You can enjoy the power now and become the emperor of a base city and a small country!"

"If you become an existence beyond the God of War in the future and become a member of parliament, you must know that there are more than 50 members of parliament around the world, many of which belong to the two major martial arts schools and the HR alliance. Very few have set up mercenary bases by themselves, and only some of them have been recruited by the five major countries."

"Each big country can have an average of two or three parliamentarians. By then, your status will be beyond the secular world."

"If you go one step further, and your future strength can match that of the Ice and Snow Emperor 'Mohanderson' and other three speakers, then you alone can govern a big country!"

"Apex of the High God of War, Member of Parliament, Speaker."

"Zhou Ning, what kind of future do you hope for yourself?"

Hong's words were cold and clear.

Zhou Jing listened quietly.

The top god of war can become the emperor of the base city.

The power of parliamentarians is beyond the mundane.

The speaker is even more capable of sitting in a big country.

What kind of future do you want?
"Headmaster, what about you and Thor?" Zhou Ning didn't seem to know how bold his words were.

"Hahaha!"

Hong Que seemed very happy, and waved the teacup and teapot away: "Us?"

"We, sit in charge of the destiny of the earth."

His tone was calm, but this short sentence made Zhou Ning suddenly hold his breath.

"You're tempted."

A smile was drawn on the corner of Hong's mouth: "Zhou Ning, you are tempted."

Hong's heart is also happy!

Why does he have to talk about the power of the top god of war, the power of the congressman, and the power of the speaker, but he does not mention himself and Thor.

Some things, needless to say, have the greatest attraction.

From the moment he entered the door, Zhou Ning had made Hong look forward to it without retreating from his gaze.

In terms of talent, at the age of 17, his combat power reached the top of the high-level God of War. Since the Great Nirvana, Zhou Ning has been the only one!
In terms of xinxing, even Hong, who is the most powerful man in the world, is not afraid, which is rare in the world!

Hong's expectations for Zhou Ning are not just at the level of councilors or even the speaker.

"Your body is still weak."

"I'll give you a dragon's blood and a black god suit."

"One year from now, I hope you can surprise me even more."

Hong closed his eyes: "Go, Zhou Ning."

From the beginning to the end, Hong didn't mention that Zhou Ning would join Xtreme Martial Arts, nor did he say what the surprise he hoped for.

But Zhou Ning already understood in his heart: "Thank you, Director General."

Zhou Ning turned and left, and the door closed automatically.

In the quiet and simple room, Hong Jingjing sat cross-legged and closed her eyes.

"Bald. The earth is only at the helm of the two of us. After a long time, we will get tired."

Rising from the Great Nirvana period, Hong and Thor are the only real top powerhouses on earth.

Steering the fate of the earth for decades, Hong sometimes felt a little lonely, the loneliness of not having new companions.

"Zhou Ning, I hope that one day in the future, you can really stand with us."

(End of this chapter)