Sequence Wars: The Mythical Age is Created by Me

Jiang Fan remained calm; all he wanted was to be a gamer.

Is there a sequence called "Player" that I can inherit? I feel like I can resonate directly without having to imitate it.

"Let's proceed in order. The first group will go first. We'll wait a moment."

Wu Xingchuan restrained the eager crowd.

"The fact that you were able to get here shows that you all have decent aptitude and are able to resist the historical factors running rampant in your bodies. If it's not too uncomfortable, try to persevere a little longer, and the probability of awakening a sequence might be higher."

Instructors from other formations were also quietly sharing their experiences, and the atmosphere quickly became lively as everyone became very curious about the new world they were seeing.

The instructors were also generous with their experience. The world is facing the resurrection of relics and the awakening of sequences. The more people who possess the sequence earlier, the stronger the country becomes.

A boy quickly stepped forward from the first group. Judging from his imposing demeanor, he seemed very confident in his ability to sense the pan-sequence.

"These three relics can each attract different pan-sequences. Pay attention to your own perception and choose the one that is most familiar to you."

One of the three instructors spoke up.

"Understood."

The boy nodded solemnly, hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards the Tang sword.

He sensed that of the three relics, this Tang sword seemed to be the strongest, and perhaps the resulting super sequence was also stronger.

When the boy approached the Tang sword, the three instructors narrowed their eyes slightly.

The next moment, metal clashed and sandstorms raged. The boy realized that his classmates and instructors had disappeared. He couldn't see anything in the yellow sand, only hear the intense fighting. He could only stand there and keep calling out.

In an instant, a warhorse suddenly appeared from his side, raised its hooves high, and stomped down hard on the boy's face.

"No, no!"

Fear of life and death compelled the boy to scream for help, but the warhorse that had blocked his entire view vanished in an instant.

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"You're too hasty, next one."

The instructor, who had received the Tang sword, reprimanded him.

"I'm sorry."

The boy lowered his head in shame. He had seen too little; the pan-sequence probably hadn't even realized he'd been kicked out.

The second boy, having learned from the previous experience, went straight for the night watchman's gong.

After all, both of those knives exuded murderous intent, and it would probably be unpleasant for anyone to go inside.

But he soon regretted it, because the gong had placed him in a ghost town, where the streets were filled with gossipy women, eyeless ghosts, one-eyed ghosts and the like, and there wasn't even a ghost messenger.

He had no choice but to quietly observe the ghosts and avoid them as he continued forward.

The gong used for night watchmen isn't just for people to strike; he only lasted until a blind ghost came up to him, trying to take his eyes to walk him away at night, before being pulled back.

"I'm sorry..."

The second boy was panting heavily.

"Hehe, it's alright. Remember that feeling of being on edge. When you were distinguishing every blade of grass and tree in the dark, you already possessed the instinct of a scout. He just left a mark on your ears and eyes. Go back and reflect on it carefully."

The instructor holding the gong looked familiar to Jiang Fan; he was their driver, who, despite being separated from many people, could observe the situation from his [Insightful Insight] vehicle.

It seems that this gong can awaken at least two general sequences: one is the reconnaissance-oriented [Scout], and the other is the combat-oriented [Night Watch].

Currently, Jiang Fan believes that the [Night Watchman] sequence offers the best value for money, as it is generally effective against the monsters brought about by the current revival.

But it seemed that these instructors did not intend to share this information with the students; after thinking about it, he said nothing.

More than half an hour later, the first formation of thirty people was completely wiped out. Not a single one of them was able to gain his approval and open his heart track.

However, the instructor's face didn't show any gloom, so he must have expected it.

Seeing that the distance was still far, the other formations became much more active.

"Angkor! Can we awaken [Xiang Yu] too?"

Hu Minghao, standing at the very back of the seventh formation, raised his hand. His face was flushed, showing his great admiration for Xiang Yu.

"Haha, how is that possible? Under normal circumstances, it's impossible for someone to directly bypass the generic sequence and possess the real name sequence."

Wu Xingchuan found the question somewhat amusing; even they, a group of somewhat experienced elders, dared not hope too much for the real name sequence.

"Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that there are such prodigies among you. Last month, a disaster occurred in Chang'an where the relics of the [Calamity] relic were revived. Some people who were in training directly awakened [Huo Qubing]. He was one of the two pillars of the Han Empire. He sealed the wolf's lair and his achievements will last for thousands of years. His iron cavalry trampled the rivers and his powerful crossbows pierced the clouds. He was a true young general."

Even Wu Xingchuan himself was a little envious of that guy, but that's just how the order of the heroes varies, and the heroes have their own choices.

Sometimes, a person can simply stand there and do nothing, and fate will still entrust them with a mission.

"So, who was stronger, Xiang Yu or Huo Qubing?"

At this moment, Zhang Wen spoke up. He was wearing a flashy suit, as if he had just returned from a job interview.

Jiang Fan now understood why He Chang'an had asked for this person's name earlier. It turned out that Zhang Wen had dyed his hair green, the kind of lush green grass color. Who could resist that?

"Hehe, I don't know about other things, but in Tianhai, Captain Xu's Xiang Yu has no opponent that he can't suppress head-on."

Wu Xingchuan said confidently, "This is the pillar of strength for our Ninth Bureau of Tianhai City."

As he was speaking, a huge cheer suddenly erupted from the crowd behind him, and someone was immediately recognized by the pan-sequence.

"Not bad, to actually gain the [Assassin's] approval from the guillotine. What's your name?"

The instructor holding the guillotine gleamed with satisfaction.

"Gu Yijian".

The boy, who had a somewhat scholarly air about him, looked up. A dark gray vortex was floating in front of him, and the airflow inside was like layers of peeling shadows, weaving together the figure of an assassin as it flowed. Even the light shining from above was absorbed into it.

"Very good, this is the sequence seed. It actually opened the mind track in just one minute of empathy. You have a high talent. After accepting the seed, rest well and try to integrate it into your whole body within three days to completely possess the [Assassin] sequence."

The instructor nodded repeatedly and wrote down Gu Yijian's name.

The latter naturally drew envy from others; that sequence seed was truly amazing, and anyone who didn't know better would think it was a scene from a novel.

"These three relics are quite valuable even within the bureau, and their awakening rate is quite good compared to other items in the same batch. You've come at the right time."

Wu Xingchuan wasn't too surprised to see someone successfully awaken, he just sighed.

"However, if it weren't for the incident at the museum that led to the loss of a [煞] artifact, you probably wouldn't have arrived so quickly."

Jiang Fan shrugged inwardly upon hearing this.

These three relics are actually quite valuable in Wu Xingchuan's eyes... They're probably only rated around E in the game.