I Didn't Get Into The Warrior High School And Had No Choice But To Draw My Sword.

"Hand it over to the state?"

"What's the use of turning it in?"

"Are you still short of the 500 yuan in cash and a banner?"

Meng Luoxi had a complicated expression. She thought Wu Fan was going to use the technology and legacy left by the previous generations of saints to develop his own power. What she didn't expect was that Wu Fan actually wanted to send the third phase of data.

"Do you think I dug out the data in this USB flash drive with a Luoyang shovel? Do you want 500 yuan and a banner?"

Wu Fan shook his head, feeling that Meng Luoxi had watched too many TV series about tomb robbing, but he didn't blame her. After all, she had the mindset of a cult warrior and would never consider doing things for the government.

"well..."

Wu Fan looked at Meng Luoxi, sighed first, and then said in a meaningful tone:

"It's too small..."

"You are too small."

...

A few days later, Tianfu City, the first ward on the top floor of West China Warrior Hospital.

The newly promoted Ninth Judge Han Tianmu woke up from a coma. He soaked in a medical tank and listened to the two gold-clad judges Xia Yu and Chang Hao reporting the situation to him.

"The third branch of the cult in Daxue Mountain, Taiziling, Maozhou, has been completely destroyed by us. We have captured 1 golden-faced apostle, 6 purple-faced disciples, 42 blue-faced believers, 127 white-faced deacons, and the remaining cult warriors totaling 583 name..."

"A total of top quality spiritual stones were seized..."

"The raised monster..."

"The list of traitors lurking within China..."

Although this operation left Han Tianmu injured and on the verge of death, the entire Sichuan Province Ninth Judgment Office made a great contribution. It not only destroyed the cult branch hidden in Sichuan Province, but also seized a large amount of resources, which can be said to be a fruitful harvest. .

"It's a pity that Saint Qian Yu Ling ran away..."

Han Tianmu clenched his fists and said with regret.

At this time, compared with when he was first delivered, except for the fact that the muscles and blood vessels in his body are still being repaired, his body has basically returned to human appearance.

And his situation at that time was:

His natural martial arts were shattered by the critical big demon with golden beast eyes and the roar of the monster, and he couldn't even sustain his martial arts for half a second.

The ultimate terrifying power sublimated him into gas on the spot. Although it was not as good as the one-mouthed Star Master in "The Variety Star King", it was almost the same.

However, he was lucky. The critical demon didn't pay attention to him. After spraying him, for some unknown reason, it teleported away as if it sensed something. Only then did Han Tianmu save his life.

Seeing that Han Tianmu was unhappy because Qian Yu Ling had escaped, Jinyi Judgment Chang Hao said quickly:

"Your Majesty, our operation this time is the largest crackdown on a cult in the country in the past five years. It has been featured in all official media in the country, such as [China News], [Xinhua News Agency], [China Central Television], etc., There are also several well-known local media, such as [Southern China Metropolis Daily] and [New Yanjing News]."

"It has been on the hot search for several days in a row. At the same time, other provincial and district headquarters such as the First, Second, and Third Judgment also presented awards and praises in their internal newspapers."

"besides..."

Just when Chang Hao was about to continue speaking, Xia Yu, the judge in gold clothes on the side, interrupted Chang Hao, and then congratulated Han Tianmu with a smile on his face:

"I heard that you have been selected as one of this year's top ten outstanding warriors, one of the top ten warriors who moved China, Man of the Year in China, nominated for the Chinese Medal, and the best red-coated judge of the year..."

"Is it?"

After hearing the words of his two subordinates, Han Tianmu instantly felt that his thoughts were clear and his eyes were brightened. Even the feeling of dejection at being defeated by a critical demon suddenly dissipated, and the cloudy sky in Tianfu all year round became sunny. It's brighter.

"Then I'll hurry up and recover quickly."

The National Wuhan University Freshman Competition ended in mid-to-late December, and Wu Fan went from the imperial capital to Sichuan Province for more than half a month and spent the New Year's Day on the run. On this basis, several more days passed, and now It’s already January 6th, and it’s only one month away from the traditional Chinese New Year.

The annual meetings of major official organizations and the awards of major annual selections will basically be held within the next month, so Han Tianmu is still quite eager to recover. Although it would be better to receive the award in a wheelchair, But as a red-shirted judge and a critical super-A, it would be a bit embarrassing for him to have to go to the stage in a wheelchair.

...

Imperial Capital, Great Hall of China.

As the most official city hall in China, you can also make reservations for meals in it during normal times.

Ordinary people can make reservations for reunion dinners, wedding banquets, etc. at the Huaxia Great Hall, but the review is strict and the queue may take at least half a year. Some important official events must be postponed or postponed.

And today, the award ceremony for the annual outstanding warriors, the warriors who moved China, and the most influential figures in China will be held here.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

One after another, heavyweights got into black limousines with red flags and got off on the red carpet outside the General Assembly Hall.

Whenever someone appears, those media workers carrying cameras, lights, SLR cameras, and high-definition live broadcast equipment will swarm up in an orderly manner and take photos of that person!

"It's the Ninth Judgment Han Tianmu!"

"Han Tianmu is here!"

When Han Tianmu, wearing a red adjudication uniform, stepped out of the car with a calm and confident look, people suddenly screamed around him, and then dozens of microphones were handed to him.

"Master Ninth Judgment, I heard that you were heroically injured in the battle with the cult saint. Have you recovered from your injuries?"

"Lord Han Tianmu, I heard that in order to protect the people, you risked death to block the roar of the great demon whose spiritual pressure was three times different from yours. What did you think at the time?"

Questions that seemed like questions but actually suggested that Han Tianmu was showing off were raised by media workers.

Upon hearing these questions, Han Tianmu looked stern and said in a tone without any pride or credit:

"These..."

"It's all what I should do."

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

When he finished saying this, the reporters and hosts around him applauded vigorously, and the camera flashes kept lighting up.

Afterwards, Han Tianmu walked into the auditorium along the red carpet. Under the guidance of the staff, he walked through the auditorium hall, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people, and sat in the first row closest to the award podium.

Not long after he sat down, he saw a young man wearing a uniform of Huaxia Wuhan University also walking in from the door of the hall.

The moment Han Tianmu saw this young man, a black question mark suddenly popped up in his mind, and then he subconsciously blurted out...

"Wu Fan!?"