Chapter 8 Butterfly Wings Can't Flapp Typhoons

On a brightly lit night, the sounds of fire trucks and ambulances echo through the streets, gradually approaching. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The high-pressure water cannon spewed a thick stream of water and fired towards the point of fire.

Fortunately, there was no one in this student dormitory, so there were no casualties.

This is also due to the cultural factors of RB, because it is located in an area with a high incidence of earthquake fires, so people are probably used to seeing a fire when they come and take a look.

It's just that because of the relationship between the fire alarm and the sprinkler, the current student dormitory is crowded with firefighters and all kinds of people who don't know the truth...... Cannibalistic masses.

"Wait, what are you doing biting someone's girl's arm!"

Syllable?!

"Oops, there's an idiot!"

Regardless of the riot in the boys' dormitory, Fang Hong had already trotted all the way back to the dormitory building he had just rented.

"Oops, I'm tired, I'm here to go to school, but I didn't expect the class to be successful but I had two fights first. ”

Fang Hong threw himself on the soft sofa and stretched his waist, what is this called, oh, Jing paralysis.

As for Shangjo and Intix's little Lori, Fang Hong didn't worry too much about them, after all, the two of them were the heroes and heroines of the Demon Forbidden World, and if they would die so easily, it would be unscientific.

Fang Hong takes it for granted.

......

On the cold street, Intix, who had entered the secretary's mode, was staring blankly, and said slowly in that robot-like tone.

Intix's body trembled as if in the winter snow, and she continued.

"The so-called magic is not for 'talented people' like you, it exists to allow 'ordinary people without talent' to do the same thing as the 'Chosen One' and design spells. ”

"Making the impossible possible, that's what magic really means"

Kamijo hugged the girl's body, which had become weak due to excessive blood loss.

"Don't talk about these inexplicable things, even if you say so, I can't give up!"

Intix continued: "Don't you understand what I mean, superpowers belong to the 'talented people', they have a different body structure from the 'ordinary people without talents'. ”

"So what?" Kamijo paused.

'There is no such thing as a talented person' who cannot use magic......" The cold, stiff words came out of Intix's mouth.

"What!?"

The meaning has been expressed very clearly, but all those who have undergone superpower development are all talented people of the so-called 'Chosen One', but the existence of magic is precisely what these people have no way to use.

Even if they have the ability to have zero level and can't bend even a spoon, they are still superpowers, but they are just weaker abilities.

In other words, no one in the city can use "magic". And the existence of "magic" is the only savior of the girl at present.

There was a way to save her, but no one could carry it out.

"No, there is!"

Behind him, a shrill explosion was heard in the boys' dormitory building.

"Who?" was in Kamijo's mind for a moment.

"It's the guy who is fighting Steele, I can feel the presence of 'qi' flowing through his body, and he's also a magician. ”

"You mean Fang Hongjun, yes, he is a new student from China, and he should not have received the ability development, so we will return to ......"

Kamijo suddenly felt a bright light flash in his mind......

"Wait, what did I come up with?" Shangjo stomped his foot hard, "The two and three hundred thousand students in this academy city are all superpowers who can't use magic, students can't, but teachers can!"

Compared to going back, although Shangjo is not afraid of fighting, but after all, he also has to think about Intix, whose body has become cold, watching the fight in the dormitory building, it is estimated that even if he goes back, Fang Hong will not have a chance to treat Intix.

"Hey, let me ask!" asked Kamijo, who suddenly smiled in his eyes as he looked at the blazing boys' dormitory.

"What are the conditions for casting magic, and does the person casting the spell need to have the ability to use magic?"

"There's no need, because as long as the method and preparation are in place, that magic can be easily done even by junior high school students......"

Intix thought for a moment and continued. "But it's best to find a careful person, preferably a girl, because if you get the steps wrong, the magic will instantly destroy the nerves and brains of the caster, and you will become an idiot, but don't worry, I have the knowledge of 103,000 magic books...... So don't worry too much about it at all......"

Girl, ordinary person, I thought of something, and Kamijo suddenly felt a glimmer of light.

That's right, although the 2.3 million students in the academy city are all 'chosen ones' who have undergone superpower development, if you think about it the other way, then the teachers in charge of ability development are not ordinary people.

A face gradually appeared in Uejo's mind.

Uejo Danma had a face that belonged to the teacher in his mind.

The class tutor in his own class, one hundred and thirty-five centimeters tall, is obviously a teacher, but has a Lori body shape suitable for carrying a red schoolbag to the primary school.

Yue Yong Xiaomeng, the female teacher of Lori who has the title of 'human ashtray', is still rumored to be the body of the urban legend of 'rejuvenation'.

With the help of blue-haired earrings, Kamijo finds the address where the teacher is.

After running in the alley for about fifteen minutes, Kamijo Danma finally came to the outside of Mr. Moe's residence.

"Probably...... This is it!"

Quite surprisingly, she looks like a twelve-year-old teacher who lives in an ultra-old two-story apartment that looks like she had lived through the days of the Great Tokyo Air Raid.

The timeline began to get back on track, and it seemed that even if Fang Hong's butterfly flapped its wings, it would take a certain amount of time to ferment if it wanted to set off a twelve-level typhoon.

Fang Hong rested for a while, then lay on the railing outside the door again, looking at the busy firefighters in the distance......

It's like a little ant foraging for food!

......

It doesn't matter whether the man or the woman kisses or not, Intix is almost to the point of being angry.

Uejo Dangma carefully untied the nun's garment, which was tied with a pin, the mobile church.

Dark red bloodstains......

When she opened her nun's dress, she was also hurt by this terrible injury, almost 10,000 points.

There was a horizontal cut from the girl's slender waist, as neatly as if a ruler had been scratched on cardboard with a sharp Swiss Army knife.

In the depths of the dark red blood, pink muscles, yellowish fat, and a strange white hard substance could be seen everywhere—this must be the spine.

"What now?"

Ignoring the blood stains on his hands, Kamijo asked Intix, who had entered the 'automatic secretary' mode.

"The best option now is to ask you to get out of here. Intix said in that mechanical tone.

What does that look like...... I don't have the breath of being a human being at all.

Like a shell that has lost its soul

The puppeteer's broken marionette looks like that.

Sure enough, Kamijo clenched his right hand until his entire fist trembled.

"I'll get out of here!" said Kamijo as he stood up.

"Huh?"

"Teacher, she'll be taken care of by you, and I'll go back and take a look, there's another guy left there."

That's right, Fang Hong was originally a magician, if he really could, wouldn't the chance of success be higher if he let him help!

Thinking of this, Kamijo's mood suddenly shook, and he began to run wildly on the street at night towards the road he came.

"Please help me ......" turquoise, emerald-like eyes, staring at the 'teacher' in pink pajamas, like a little girl.

"Huh?!"

"Now I will ask the angels to come down and create an earthly temple, please chant with me. ”

A voice like mechanical clockwork came from the girl's throat.

It doesn't sound like a language anymore, it's just a 'sound'.

......

When he ran back to the boys' dormitory panting, he was stopped downstairs by firefighters and guards.

"This classmate, I can't go in for the time being......"

At the same time, at Yueyong Xiaomeng's house, as Teacher Lori spit out the last syllable in her mouth, Intex slowly closed her eyes.

"The life energy has been replenished, and the death crisis has been avoided, and the 'automatic secretary' mode is about to enter a dormant state. ”