Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 622 I Am Just This Strong (Subscribe)

Rendered speechless by Pei Yan's occasionally bizarre thought process, Gu Shenghui completely lost interest in continuing to praise the great invention of the equipment division. Reluctantly, he brought Pei Yan down to a dormitory area, where the already notified training team members were standing in line, eagerly awaiting their arrival.

"Uh, this is quite a spectacle. So these are the guys you told me to see," Pei Yan squinted at the large, orderly formation on the training field and muttered softly, "There weren't so many people when I left, right? There must be nearly six thousand now? Where did all these people come from? The numbers have tripled!"

"It's all thanks to that Lin Junzhao inside you," Gu Shenghui turned his head and explained in a low voice, "In fact, there are many people in this world with the potential to communicate with their source, but most of them will never awaken in their lifetime. Those who can awaken are either extraordinarily gifted or have experienced extreme mental trauma. Previously, the hall could only rely on energy fluctuations or investigate strange events to find already awakened individuals, so the numbers remained limited. Thanks to the detectors created using methods provided by Lin Junzhao, which can detect potential qualified Awakened among ordinary people, we've been able to significantly expand the reserve agents."

"Oh my gosh, with a salary of twenty thousand per person a month, that's over a hundred million just in salaries! Is our investigation hall that rich?" Recalling his salary when he transitioned into the investigation hall, Pei Yan couldn't help but click his tongue.

Gu Shenghui turned around and, with a bewildered expression, gave a half-laugh, half-cry, "I talked so much, and this is what surprises you? You should know better than I do how powerful a battalion composed entirely of Awakened can be. Is a dozen billion a year for such a battalion too much?"

"I was just expressing my wonder, just my wonder! So why did you call me here?" Pei Yan scratched his head awkwardly and smiled cheekily.

"They want to meet you, the legendary young generation. Go up and give them a speech to motivate them," Gu Shenghui patted his shoulder and smiled.

"No way, no way, no way!" Upon hearing this, Pei Yan urgently stepped back, waving his hands in refusal: "I might enjoy showing off a bit, but giving a speech to everyone in the investigation hall by myself is too much! I can't do it! Besides, I haven't even prepared a speech!"

Having anticipated his reluctance, Gu Shenghui and Mei Simiao, who was on-site, stood on either side of him and held his shoulders, ordering, "You have to do it, whether you want to or not. Giving a speech isn't throwing you into boiling oil."

"You might as well throw me into boiling oil."

"Just go up and say a few words, say whatever you want, no one will laugh at you."

As Pei Yan was pushed onto the stage like a duck being driven to flight, the scene erupted in laughter. Standing at the edge of the stage was Wang Wenze, who had arrived early. He watched Pei Yan's awkward demeanor on stage and teased, "Being too famous isn't always a good thing. I bet Pei Yan would rather fight three Lelajins than suffer this public embarrassment."

"What do you know, what's that phrase again?" Jiang Feiyang pondered for a while, slapped his palm, and said, "It's 'Heavy is the head that wears the crown.' He's carrying a different burden from ours now."

"Yeah, I have a feeling that by continuing to fight alongside him, we might end up becoming part of the legendary stories people tell in the future," Xia Yu said with emotion.

"Aren't we the main characters?" Wang Wenze chuckled and asked.

"Well, that depends on how hard we work!"

Just as they were speaking, Pei Yan, who had been pushed onto the stage, had to put away his awkwardness. He looked at the dozens of big eyes staring at him from the stage, his peers, and even those much older than him, looking at him with eyes filled with fanaticism, admiration, envy, jealousy, disdain, scrutiny, and provocation.

Suddenly, he found it very amusing, so he laughed. Looking at everyone below the stage, he shouted loudly, "I heard you wanted to see me?"

"Yes!" said more than six thousand voices in unison.

"Why?"

This question from Pei Yan left the audience in an awkward silence. What kind of question is that? Is that how a speech is given? Standing among the audience, Wang Wenze covered his face with his hand and thought to himself that his buddy was probably going to be embarrassed.

After an awkward silence, a team member in the front row with fiery eyes glared at Pei Yan on stage and said defiantly, "We want to see how strong you really are!"

"Yes, exactly! Everyone says you're the best of the young generation, but you've only been training a year longer than us. So we all want to see how strong you really are," someone in the crowd immediately echoed.

Pei Yan nodded, turned to survey his surroundings, and looked at the area around the dormitory building which was situated between two towering peaks. The training team members always had to rely solely on their physical strength to climb the peaks daily, before heading to the Daoist and Magic training areas for special training.

"Can I use these mountains as targets?" Pei Yan turned his head and asked Gu Shenghui beside him.

"You can, the terrain here can be controlled and shaped by us, but be careful not to affect the dormitories or the people present," Gu Shenghui nodded in agreement, guessing what Pei Yan was about to do.

Without saying much, Pei Yan, amidst the exclamations of the crowd, instantly entered a mechanized state, soared into the sky, and slowly opened his right hand. Everyone present felt the air around them become still, and breathing became difficult. When they looked up, they saw a large amount of air being drawn and concentrated, compressing, and compressing further in front of Pei Yan's palm. When an enormous, faintly visible semi-transparent sphere, the size of a truck's front, had formed, Pei Yan raised his left hand again, and a light screen slowly appeared.

"Eyes wide open, cover your ears," Pei Yan's warning voice echoed above the square, and everyone below quickly followed and covered their ears.

With a slight flick of Pei Yan's finger, two attacks simultaneously launched. A lightning bolt flashed across the sky, and the gale it stirred blew the people on the field off balance, causing them to crouch on the ground. The glass on a row of dormitory buildings shattered. Before everyone could get up, they felt the ground beneath them begin to tremble violently as they looked up. The two towering peaks were sheared off halfway.

At the same time, the thunderous sound of crumbling rocks echoed from afar. The dust kicked up by the collapsing rocks seemed poised to engulf the entire field. Seeing this, Pei Yan unhurriedly flicked his fingers continuously, sending wave after wave of air slashes that formed an air wall blocking the advance of the dust. The subsequent shockwave even created a mighty wind that blew the smoke back to both sides.

Over ten minutes later, when the tremors of the ground gradually subsided and the sky cleared of its hazy fog, Pei Yan finally descended slowly back to the podium, sat cross-legged, and with his head tilted, he smiled brightly at the people below the stage, who stood dumbfounded: "That's how strong I am!"

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