Because he had absolute confidence, he could control his own destiny.
If this place won’t keep , there’s always another place that will. Every corner of the world is lovely.
But the involvent of the Special Search Team made this matter seem extraordinary.
This ant that he might have already been exposed to the view of this massive law enforcent agency.
"School admissions belong to the education system, the Special Search Team is the law enforcent system. How could they get involved in a candidate’s background check?"
Fang Cheng, after a mont of thought, asked the key question that had been bothering him.
"Because... your father, in the archives of the Special Search Team, was identified as a ’mutant with Spirit control issues.’
Dong Yunchuan hesitated for a while, then decided to lay it all out:
"I read the files from that year. Your mother once appealed, and indeed, there were many suspicions, but the black-and-white archives cannot be erased."
"According to regulations, they need to monitor close relatives of high-risk mutants for a long ti to prevent similar mutations from occurring."
"However, you’ve always behaved normally from a young age, so the monitors withdrew early, which is why you never noticed."
"But this doesn’t an the files have been destroyed. Once your life trajectory touches certain sensitive fields, the alarms will be triggered again."
At this point, the old man paused, his voice lowering and becoming more cautious.
"I need to explain the reason to you, this is not a punishnt for soone like you who is a relative of a criminal. Rather, it’s a... necessary procedure, involving the governnt’s long-standing Firewall Protocol."
"Firewall Protocol?"
In silence, Fang Cheng slightly furrowed his eyebrows:
"Dean Dong, could you explain in detail? I’m really not very familiar with such matters."
This was the question Fang Cheng was most concerned about after hearing the news of his failed admission.
Because this unknown protocol might not only relate to the truth behind his father’s death but also could dictate the course of action he takes in the future.
"Yes, I can."
Seeing this, Dong Yunchuan nodded, his expression becoming unprecedentedly serious.
"The establishnt of this protocol originates from the global war seventy years ago."
"Ordinary people only know it as an invasion by ambitious n, but behind it, there was a shadow war involving ’mysterious forces.’"
"Before that, those with Special Abilities were mostly hidden within noble families, or treated as legends, but the arrival of war changed everything completely."
"To pursue absolute power, many civilian associations studying supernatural phenona appeared in society, and many national governnts also established research institutions, leaving no stone unturned in finding so-called ’mysterious powers’ to arm their military."
Saying this, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
"For example, the German Nazi group created the infamous ’Yarn Inheritance Society,’ crazily searching for mythical places like Atlantis and Shambhala worldwide, especially in areas like our Snowy Plateau."
"They even conducted extre human experints in concentration camps, using cruel and grueso thods, and implented a plan called the ’Source of Life’ Aryan Race Project, claiming to be the chosen race of God, trying to rule the world with a so-called superior race and mysticism."
"Once these forces are awakened, it’s like Pandora’s box being opened."
"The ’mutant’ phenonon began appearing en masse in society, and the disasters caused by ability loss of control were far more bizarre and deadly than the artillery on the battlefield. The entire world beca turbulent and restless as a result, living in misery."
At this point, Fang Cheng felt a stir in his heart.
Recalling the equally mysterious and sowhat extremist-styled "Noah."
"Do these secret plans still continue today?"
"Yes."
Dong Yunchuan replied emphatically.
"Not only do they exist, but with technological advancents, they’ve beco more efficient and more terrifying."
"The only difference is that they were semi-open secrets before, but now, they’re completely hidden in darkness where non-participants cannot possibly know."
His gaze suddenly beca distant as if imrsed in long-ago mories, his voice carrying a hint of indistinct tremor.
"When I was young, I joined a climbing team and went with a scientific research group into the uninhabited area of the Snowy Plateau. The wind there cut like knives against the face, and the world was dead silent, not even traces of birds or animals were anywhere."
"Under a glacier, we discovered a massive relic that didn’t belong to any known civilization. Inside, we saw... sothing indescribable."
"It wasn’t a living thing, nor did it resemble machinery, it just ’existed’ there, causing everyone’s spirit to begin breaking down."
"That night, soone went mad and attacked their companions, soone knelt on the ground and kowtowed incessantly until their flesh was a bloody pulp, and soone else... laughed as they disemboweled themselves."
The old man’s face grew pale, his hand holding the teacup quivering, spilling a few drops of water.
"I and another team mber were the only survivors. When the subsequent troops found us, we were dying. From then on, I knew this world is far more dangerous than we imagined!"
At this point, he abruptly stopped, shaking his head as if to shake off the terror of those mories.
"Enough about that, it’s all ancient history."
Dong Yunchuan forced a smile, downed his teacup in one gulp, as if to use the scorching tea to quell the chill in his heart.
"In short, after that brutal global war, all surviving major powers realized that unrestricted pursuit and use of this kind of power would only bring destruction."
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