However, the old man didn't have any evidence to prove that Wang Ming was pretending to be a cultivator. This was a society ruled by law, and everything required evidence. This old man, who had been in the criminal investigation department for many years, naturally understood this principle.
After pondering for a moment, the old man held out his hand to Wang Ming. "Sir, please give me your ID card. If you're a parent, our school authorities will verify your identity. "
Wang Ming didn't think too much about it, and straightaway fished out his ID card from his pocket.
The old man took his ID card, turned to the guard room, and took out a portable card scanner before inserting his ID card into it.
For the last two days, No. 59 High School had been on high alert in order to ensure that the exchange meet between the two schools could proceed smoothly. This portable card scanner was used to check the identities of suspicious people. Generally, the school would only use it during the college entrance examination.
As long as the ID card was inserted into the scanner, it could instantly verify whether it was real or fake.
This old man, who was experienced in criminal investigation, thought that if this person had really been sent by criminals, it was likely that his ID card wasn't real either.
It had to be said that the old man's judgment in criminal investigation was indeed very good … Wang Ming's ID card was indeed fake. But the producer of this fake ID card was none other than Huaxiu nation's Cultivation Academy of Science …
Official forgeries were the most lethal …
Wang Ming's identity had always been protected by Huaxiu nation as a state secret, and no one could find out anything about him. Take this fake ID card, for example: apart from his age, basically everything else was fake. What birthplace, ID number, and even his portrait had been filtered to make him look good. This could be considered special treatment for Wang Ming, the youngest academician in Huaxiu nation's history …
So, forget a mere old school guard, even if the cultivation police personally came to check his ID card, Wang Ming wouldn't be able to do it. Wang Ming didn't even have to be modest.
In the end, just as Wang Ming had expected, his ID card passed the card scanner very smoothly.
Like a POS machine, the card scanner printed out a long list, which gave the old school guard a blank look.
Name: Wang Xiaoer
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Place of Origin: Fragrant Pavilion and Water Pavilion, Yunding Heavenly Palace, Tianba City, Huaxiu nation
Character Experience: Wang Xiao Er came from a poor family, but he is extremely talented. He is one of the rarest existences in the entire Cultivation Continent. He has a younger sister called Wang Xiao Hua, but unfortunately, she is not his biological daughter. He frequents the auction houses and the underground markets. He has a female confidante, but she was born with Yin energy and cannot take care of herself. At the age of 16, he accidentally gave his first time to the legendary demon Medusa …
(The above information has been verified by Huaxiu National Cultivation Police Department.)
"…" The old man cursed in his heart when he saw this nonsensical character experience. This experience … is even more incredible than a web novel!
What surprised the grandpa the most was that this strange and miraculous experience had actually passed the examination of the cultivation police? There must be some kind of deal going on behind the scenes, right?!
It was actually Wang Ming himself who had written this unreliable life story. Back then, the president of the Cultivation Academy of Science had repeatedly asked Wang Ming to revise it … but in the end, he couldn't dissuade Wang Ming's persistence.
Wang Ming had always regretted the fact that he was unable to cultivate despite his talent, so he was very serious about this kind of detail.
He wasn't a cultivator, but he still wanted to pretend to be one. Whatever other cultivators had, he had to have it too. Wang Ming had summed up the life story on the ID card based on the cultivation novels he had read. No matter how inconceivable it looked to outsiders, he was at least very satisfied.
As for the long sword that Wang Ming carried on his back, it weighed one hundred jin, but it was a real immortal sword. Wang Ming had given this heavy longsword the name Xuan Zhong. Although he didn't have spirit energy and couldn't use it, Wang Ming still braced himself and carried it wherever he went.
So, to sum it up in one sentence, it was that Wang Ming was stubborn and liked to put on airs … This was also why Wang Ling hated Wang Ming a little.
Wang Ming's "stupidity" was reflected in every aspect … this definitely wasn't just a one-sided statement.
Relying on his flawless ID card, Wang Ming had entered No. 59 High School as he had wished. But he wasn't in a hurry to look for Wang Ling. Instead, he turned into the grove on the side of the tree-lined path, found a secluded corner, and put down the long sword on his back.
As soon as the immortal sword touched the ground, the lawn instantly sank into a shallow pit …
Damn it, this sword was too heavy!
Wang Ming's forehead was covered in sweat.
An immortal sword that weighed one hundred jin was like a toy in the hands of any Foundation Establishment cultivator. But as an ordinary person, Wang Ming felt that his shoulder would be dislocated after carrying this sword for so long without taking a break.
"I have to deliver the Dao talisman to Wang Ling as soon as possible." Putting on airs was one thing, but Wang Ming hadn't forgotten his mission this time.
Delivering the Dao talisman was his number one mission. After all, it was currently the only way to suppress Wang Ling's power. He had to deliver it to Wang Ling before the last Dao talisman was about to expire.
Otherwise, all of humanity could face a crisis …
While he was thinking this, Wang Ming decided to set off. Just as he was about to lift the Black Heavy Sword, a pretty girl in No. 59 High School's uniform walked slowly toward him from a distance.
This was a tall girl, and even No. 59 High School's ugly uniform couldn't hide her beautiful face. The school jacket was slightly open, and Wang Ming could even vaguely see the other party's sexy collarbone and the plump …
F * * k! Long, straight black hair! And it was … a 36D! Wang Ming was so excited that he sucked in a breath! In a flash, he picked up the fifty jin Black Heavy Sword from the ground and carried it on his back.
It was obvious that the frantic secretion of adrenaline had numbed Wang Ming's sensory nerves.
Initially, Wang Ming had to crouch down to carry the sword on his back, but now, it was effortless for him to lift it with one hand …
"Hello, may I ask … can you do me a favor?" The long-haired girl walked over and lowered her head a little shyly. Her voice was simply too melodious, as crisp as a wind chime, and Wang Ming felt relaxed and happy when he heard it.
He had really been cooped up in the research institute for too long, and it had taken him great effort to take two days off this time to deliver the Dao talisman to Wang Ling. Who would have thought that his luck with women would be waiting for him here … Looking at the girl, Wang Ming instantly let his imagination run wild. Even the Black Heavy Sword on his back didn't feel heavy anymore.
"Of course … no problem! How can I help you? "As a gentleman, Wang Ming felt that he had no reason to refuse a beautiful woman's request.
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