Zhang Xun's profession is destined for him to have to fight against the lazy devil all year round.

This struggle includes both physical and spiritual aspects.

So his requirement for himself is that once the alarm goes off, no matter what he is doing, he must carry the computer on his back and go out.

Home is the home base of the sloth devil, he must know how to escape, and school is a place he feels good to work.

So even though he had graduated, he insisted on finding a place to live near the school as cheaply as possible, and then went to the school library on time every day to work.

Today, of course, was no exception, and when he walked into Cheonan University through the side door, his legs instinctively began to walk in the direction of the library.

If nothing else, he will be stationed there until nine o'clock in the evening.

Although there was an accident today, Zhang Xun still didn't know what to do, according to Zhang Xun's philosophy, if he was at a loss, it was best to follow the steps.

But when he walked near the teaching building, Zhang Xun suddenly stopped.

"Huh?"

He turned his head to look at the crowd in confusion.

At this time, it was about ten o'clock, which was the end of the first class in the morning and the beginning of the second class.

So there are a lot of people on the streets.

His gaze stopped at a figure in the crowd.

It's not because it's an acquaintance, after Zhang Xun graduated, there were very few acquaintances in the whole school.

He only looked at it because of some kind of dark feeling.

This sense guided him to look over.

Just as he was wondering, suddenly, he saw a green arrow jump out of the man's head, straight down, shining with a beautiful blue light.

"Hiss......"

Zhang Xun took a breath of cool air, blinked, and looked again, the arrow was still there, and the fat arrow was still sinking and floating very cutely, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to see it.

Zhang Xun immediately felt like he had seen a ghost, but soon he thought of his natural skill.

(Chana: Before making a decision, the Dreaming Spirit will detect the crowd around the king and flag those who might be helpful to the king's next decision.) ）

Zhang Xun was shocked.

If not, this is a think tank that will help him in his next decision.

At the same time as he thought of this, his eyes were hot, and without any extra thoughts, Zhang Xun immediately pulled his legs to follow.

The distance before was still a little far, and he couldn't see clearly, and he even trotted a few steps before finally approaching the other party.

It was a middle-aged woman, with her hair coiled, dressed in dark clothes, and walking briskly. Walking towards the school building, he was carrying a bag in one hand and a teenager in the other.

Zhang Xun immediately recognized the identity of the other party, it was a teacher in the history department of the school, named Yang Wei, he didn't know the specific title, Zhang Xun once listened to her class when he was helping someone substitute for class, that child should be her daughter, this teacher Yang often brings his daughter to school, so Zhang Xun is slightly impressed by it.

At this time, the fat green arrow was slowly fading and then disappearing.

"A history teacher?"

Zhang Xun nodded secretly, if this is the case, it should not be wrong, since it is a decision-making on national affairs, people who have studied history for decades must have certain opinions, at least better than him.

At this time, it seemed that Yang Wei was going to class, Zhang Xun thought about it and followed, ready to act at the opportunity.

Yang Wei's class is in a large classroom, the number of students is not much, Zhang Xun secretly mixed in, he was originally a recent graduate, he looked young, the student spirit was not taken off, and he was carrying a schoolbag, but he was not afraid of people seeing that he was an idle person in society.

He immediately sat down in an unoccupied spot at the back and snooped around.

Yang Wei's daughter should still be a primary school student, but she came with her mother a lot, and she became familiar with each other, needless to say, she honestly ran to the back of the no-man's seat and sat down, then took out her mobile phone, put on headphones and shook her calves to play games.

Zhang Xun glanced at her, and the two were separated by a row of seats, not far or close, so he retracted his gaze and stared at Yang Wei again.

If someone had gone to look at him at this time, they would have found that both of his eyes were shining.

Of course, Zhang Xun has no other thoughts about this teacher, but he has a lot to do with it as his goal.

The class bell rings.

Zhang Xun didn't realize that the target had been found, so the next thing was to find a way to attack her.

Zhang Xun opened his backpack, and in addition to the necessary computer, there was also a notebook and a pen, which he usually used to conceive the plot outline.

At this time, he turned the blank page and solemnly wrote four words on the top: Raiders Yang Wei.

Then he fell into deep thought.

The next decision was 24 hours later, and he remembered that the first decision should have been made around eight o'clock in the morning, which meant that he would not get the specific decision until about eight o'clock tomorrow morning.

What he doesn't know now is whether there is a time limit for every decision.

Theoretically, since it is a major issue, it takes time to think about it, and it is not always necessary to make a decision in an instant, but there is no reason to delay it for a long time.

Xu sensed his question, and a light curtain appeared.

[The time limit for each decision is five minutes, and if you do not answer within the time limit, it will be calculated according to the wrong decision]

Zhang Xun stared at the line and was silent.

The word "five minutes" quickly appeared on the paper.

Zhang Xun felt very bad, it was only five minutes, which was too short, that is to say, he had to be with Yang Wei all the time at that point in time, otherwise once he missed the time, it would be over.

What's bad is that he can't remember the specific time point of the first decision, that is to say, it is possible to spend dozens of minutes around eight o'clock tomorrow, and he needs to keep at least a few dozen minutes with Yang Wei before he can ask in time.

This is a difficult point, and of course the more important one is......

"How do you ask?"

Zhang Xun drew a question mark, his face full of sorrow.

Similar to the first question, it is clearly a strange and important question, and it is not a question that a normal person would care about.

If he stopped Yang Wei and asked her about the outbreak of the plague outside the city, should she listen to the prime minister's closing of the city gate or the queen's opening of the door to rescue, this kind of strange question, it is difficult to guarantee Yang Wei's reaction.

Moreover, if he asked, he would be cheeky and would have gone on, but he couldn't stop people for dozens of minutes, besides, if he annoyed them, he would casually give a suggestion, and Zhang Xun wouldn't dare to adopt it.

After all, it's a matter of your own life.

"It's hard to ......"

Zhang Xun felt very painful.

He began to write words on paper as he pleased, such as "make money".

There are few problems that can't be solved with money, but after considering the teacher's salary level and personality, as well as his own manuscript fee level, Zhang Xun crossed out this option with a pain.

He can't bear the money!

Next, some nonsense words such as "deception", "masked road block intimidation", "kidnapping threat" and "pleading" gradually surfaced on the paper.

On the podium, Mr. Yang is still lecturing seriously, history has always been boring, this teacher is also a teacher, but he doesn't ask many questions, Zhang Xun can have a quiet environment to concentrate on thinking.

However, Zhang Xun, who was extremely focused, did not notice that as the sunlight fell into the classroom, the sunlight was so strong that the mobile phone screen was too dark, and Yang Wei's daughter was forced to choose a new residence.

Zhang Xun sat in a position where the sun could not shine.

So this future flower of the motherland stood up decisively and ran to the back of Zhang Xun and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, she was about to continue playing the game, and she saw that the person in front of her was concentrating on writing and drawing, and the curiosity of the little Lori was aroused, so she looked at the notebook curiously.

Of course, she was already literate, so she first saw the words "Raiders Yang Wei" at the top.

She probably understands the meaning of the strategy.

It's just that she is very curious, why this guy in front of her wants to attack her mother.

Later, when little Lori saw the other words in the book, in an instant, the whole person was stunned!

"Smack!"

The phone fell to the ground, and Zhang Xun, who was disturbed by his thoughts, frowned and turned his head to look, and saw that Xiao Lori's eyes were wide, staring at him with horror, and the whole person was already stunned!

Apparently scared silly.

Zhang Xun didn't react for a while, but just glared at her dissatisfiedly, thinking that the bear child really hated it.

Then he ignored her and returned to his thoughts.

Little Lori saw that the wicked person in front of her was "extremely fierce and threatened" her with his eyes, and a rich association immediately unfolded in her little brain, and then she wanted to speak out to save her mother.

At this time, a cough was heard through the speaker.

Little Lori seemed to feel something, and when she looked up, she saw Yang Wei on the podium looking at her with a cold face, as if she was blaming her for making a move.

In this way, she also subconsciously shut her mouth aggrieved.

At this time, Zhang Xun, who was focused on thinking, finally woke up to something, saw sweat on his forehead, and said in his heart: Oops, the difficulty of the strategy has increased exponentially.