Chapter 187: A Rare Talent

Zheng Zemin's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his hand holding the phone trembled uncontrollably. He issued an emergency warning to the Guanzhong main family overnight: "If you dare to anger this person again, it is seeking your own destruction."

Jiang Wenfeng, who had been full of ambition, felt like he had fallen into an ice cave at this moment; not only was he suppressed by an invisible pressure, but he was also shocked to find that the "medicine cauldron" he coveted had deep ties with the current heavy ministers.

When Xu Jianhua helped the old man to sit down, the earth-shattering declaration shocked the whole audience: "Today, I will treat her with the courtesy of a teacher, and within five years, I will definitely make Xuanyuan girl take charge of the Cabinet Elder's health responsibility."

Once this statement was made, the four seats were shocked; this meant that the successor personally designated by Elder Yan was about to be born.

When that hand covered in the carvings of years held Xuanyuan Qing, the past surged like a tide: "Your grandfather protected me for more than thirty years, never thought his descendants would be wandering in the city..." In the sobbing sound, the silver needle passed down for a hundred years flickered with micro-light in the sunlight.

After the apprenticeship ceremony, Lin Yu followed the old man into the inner room for a secret talk.

After the sound of the helicopter rotors rose, everyone felt the sky suddenly darken.

More than twenty J-20 stealth fighter jets suddenly appeared to escort, and what was even more shocking was the strategic transport aircraft group of the Kunpeng.

This abnormal airspace control and military deployment made the powerful people on the scene smell the bloody smell of a coming mountain rain.

This was the world's largest passenger-carrying aerial giant, and even more so the national heavy weapon used by the heads of the Huaxia Cabinet for visits.

What was shocking was that six Kunpeng transport aircraft tore through the sky, and each one actually had more than twenty cutting-edge fighter jets forming an escort matrix around it.

This was by no means an ordinary escort specification!

The onlookers suddenly realized that Elder Yan's visit to Huacheng to witness Xuanyuan Qing's apprenticeship was just a cover; the real target was clearly the Lin Yu who was hiding deep.

At this moment, no one dared to step forward to ask about the mystery, only seeing the young man thinking deeply while holding a silver U-disk, the parting advice of the Elder echoing in his ears: "Time is tight, life and death are at stake. Your sister's disappearance back then was no accident..."

"God! Where did these armed forces pop out from?" A scream suddenly exploded in the crowd.

Lin Yu looked up, but saw that the Genyue Courtyard and Maiyi Lane had been surrounded by hundreds of fully armed soldiers, sandbag fortifications were being set up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and heavy machine guns had been set up in combat posture on the commanding heights.

The powerful people who had originally pleaded for mercy hurriedly dialed phones to verify, but Jiang Wenfeng was struck by lightning after checking his phone.

He stared at the screen while diving into the driver's seat, the encrypted information clearly in sight: "All actions terminated immediately, everyone lurk in place". As his fist slammed into the steering wheel, the black sedan sped away amidst harsh tire noise.

"Houzi, the plan is fully frozen." Jiang Wenfeng's voice was tight. Hou Ping's whisper came from the receiver: "Dark web instructions have been synchronized, cut off all communication links."

At the same time, armed helicopters roared and landed on Miao Street, wheeled armored vehicles crushed the bluestone road, and in just thirty minutes, the two major ancient building complexes had been transformed into military restricted zones.

When Lin Yu tried to approach to ask, the pitch-black gun muzzles immediately blocked his way: "Red alert zone, violators will be killed without mercy."

The powerful people inquired through their respective channels, but received even more confused responses from higher levels.

When everyone fled in a panic, they engraved two iron laws in their hearts: in Huacheng, Lin Yu and Xuanyuan Qing are absolute restricted zones!

After sending everyone away, Lin Yu caught a glimpse of Xuanyuan Qing organizing the clinic. "Go back to your room and rest today."

Before the words were finished, Third Aunt Wu Shuping flashed out of the side room with a marching bag on her back.

Facing the questioning, the Maoshan successor's eyes flashed with strange colors: "A batch of military personnel came to the sect's station, have to go back to suppress the field." By the time Lin Yu chased to the door, that green figure had already merged into the night.

"This is impossible." Lin Yu rushed into the bedroom with the hot U-disk, the blue light of the laptop screen reflecting his pale face.

The moment the encrypted file was unlocked, hundreds of photos of ancient civilization ruins poured down like a waterfall; the Yin-Yang double fish relief of the Mayan temple, the hexagram ice sculpture of the Siberian permafrost, and even a complete Feng Hou Mysterious Gate array map discovered under the Antarctic ice sheet.

The mouse wheel scrolled frantically, and red coordinate dots constantly lit up on the global map.

Lin Yu clicked on the document marked "Top Secret" while trembling, and his own information jumped out in the dense list of names:

【Lin Yu/Codename Mysterious Medicine】

Danger status: Red alert (not awakened)

Specialty: Ancient medicine/Mysterious Gate Dunjia

Note: Target possesses Huaxia core inheritance, monitoring recommended immediately

Information about his fiancée suddenly flashed below the table: 【Zhang Yuru/Astrophysics Scholar】 The parents' column was glaringly marked with "Jiang Wan (Astrophysics Authority) and Zhang Dingtian (Oracle Bone Script Decipherer)", this line of text was like a heavy hammer hitting Lin Yu's chest.

Married for three years, he didn't know his wife's background had hidden secrets.

When he saw the name "Xuanyuan Qing", Lin Yu's pupils shrank. The danger rating of this medical school rising star was actually scarlet, and the note column was scribbled: "Xuanyuan Sword bloodline confirmed".

What was even more bizarre was that the name of his senior brother Geng Yi, who fell five years ago, was painted into a pitch-black color like thick ink.

"Black represents the deceased?" Lin Yu stood up suddenly and knocked over the water cup, his fingertips brushing over dozens of black names.

When he turned to the "Yan Feng" file, large sections of text were sealed by digitally encrypted coatings, only the three blood-red characters "Awakened" pierced through the mosaic barrier.

Thunder exploded outside the window, and the lightning illuminated the cold sweat on his forehead; this list was updating in real-time.

In the blood-red list, the only awakening mark was jumping, and Lin Yu stared at the red symbol on the screen and fell into deep thought.

What exactly did this totem symbolizing awakening mean?

Memory traced back to the long secret talk with Elder Yan, the old man kept repeating: "Time is tight, life and death are at stake. Your sister's disappearance back then was no accident..."

The rhythm of his knuckles tapping the table exposed Lin Yu's anxiety. Whenever key information was involved, the old man in a high position was always vague.

The archive page kept scrolling, and the suddenly ringing exclusive ringtone broke the silence.

"Seen the red list?" The aged voice transmitted with current noise.

"Looking at it." Lin Yu's fingertips stopped on a familiar name, "The protection scope you mentioned..."

"Remember, those marked in red are all important gears." The call was suddenly interrupted by a harsh alarm, and the shout of the explosion-proof soldiers pierced through the window lattice: "Last warning line, stop immediately."

Lin Yu stood up suddenly, the smell of gunpowder rushing into his nasal cavity before the sound of gunfire. The moment the two heavy machine guns spat fire, Xuanyuan Qing turned out of the kitchen with a blue porcelain soup bowl: "Mr. Lin, medicinal food will lose its medicinal properties if it gets cold."

The ancient book in the young girl's hand made Lin Yu's pupils shrink; the isolated copy of "Jade Dragon Medicinal Food" was lying quietly in his safe.

The three dishes and one soup in front of him accurately replicated the "Four Symbols Returning to Origin Banquet" recorded in the book, which reminded him of the red approval in the file: Xuanyuan Qing, a rare talent in the medical and pharmaceutical world in a hundred years.

"Li Lin over there..." The unfinished question was swallowed by the explosion, and Elder Yan's warning resonated strangely with the battlefield roar. Lin Yu touched the dragon-patterned U-disk on his chest, the metal shell remaining with the scorch marks rubbed by bullets. ===== CHAPTER 188 =====