Lin Sheng understood what it meant.

It's just that the school is not strong enough to cover everything and control all the situations, so the patrols must do their best.

Lin Sheng understands this arrangement.

The same is true of his demands, as long as these outsiders don't interfere with their credit assignments, the rest, it doesn't matter.

With such a thought, Lin Sheng went out on patrol twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening.

In the case of outsiders reining in slightly, there really didn't happen any changes.

Time passes slowly.

Two days later.

Office of Trusteeship of Bain University.

Da Da Da ....

Professor Umandila's fingers tapped on the armrests of his chair in a constant, rhythmic sound.

He frowned slightly, staring at the vice principal Suna, who was drinking tea opposite.

Sitting here like him are three other professors and mentors.

Originally, they were conducting their own research in various small secret realms. But a sudden phone call from Vice Principal Suna made them gather here within twenty minutes.

In the school office, the atmosphere was slightly depressed and solemn.

"So, the forces that sniped us haven't found their roots yet?" asked the owner of the Crystal Cane, an old man with a cane and a black round hat, in a low voice.

"We didn't even see anyone else's face, and our strength was reduced by a third?Vice Colonel Suna, are you sure this isn't a joke?"

Umandillah was similarly ugly.

The school's industry is inextricably linked to these high-level cores.

Although Bain University is only a midstream crown school, it also has a variety of industries. The daily output of the major workshops is a staggering figure. Once the industry is suppressed, it will inevitably lead to overoutput. Earnings fell.

"I'm not kidding. Suna said coldly, she was also in a bad mood.

"Recently, with regard to cults, for some reason, there has been more and more unrest in the area for which our university is responsible.

More and more instructors are being sent to patrol the crackdown. We ourselves are understaffed. And now there is a sudden outbreak of such a scandalous incident. ”

She crossed her hands, her fingers interlaced slightly, and her gaze was cold.

"The case of Tutor Batorya's research into banned drugs has had a very bad impact on the reputation of the school. The Miga National Assembly has passed a bill to cut our research funding. ”

No one in the school office said anything.

Although Batorya was only one of the school's mentors, no one knew whether his research was a private act or an order from the school. It is inevitable that there will be this motion.

"What did the Headmaster say?" asked the Silent Volcano's workshop owner in a low voice.

"The teacher has already contacted several members of the Moon Pool. The current situation is the result of many efforts to suppress it. Suna said lightly.

The room fell silent again.

"So what do you want us to have a meeting, what's the point?" said the owner of the Silent Volcano Workshop coldly.

"Meaning?" Suna chuckled, "The reason why we let everyone come over is naturally because we still have one last chance to turn the tables." ”

"Last chance to turn the tables?"

Several people exchanged glances vaguely, looked at Suna, and waited for the next article.

Suna didn't let everyone wait long, and said the trouble very simply and clearly.

"Presumably everyone knows the news of the birth of the Seven Locks Tower, right?"

She glanced at it, and soon found the clarity and depression on the faces of several people present.

"As you think. The government confirmed that the elites of major schools will be selected to form a joint law enforcement department to take unified action against the Seven Lock Tower.

Originally, all schools were trying to gather the limelight as much as possible during this time, but unfortunately we Bain.... It hit the knife right on. ”

"How many people are going to be drawn from above?" Umandira already had a premonition in her heart.

"The target for our school is fifteen. A minimum of four wings is required, with a minimum of eight people in five wings. Suna replied quickly.

The room fell into deathly silence again.

Long.

The owner of the silent volcano spoke silently.

"So, at most, only a few of our school leaders can stay, and the rest have to join the law enforcement department?"

"That's it. Suna nodded slowly. "In addition, this time all the envoys of Miga cannot stay out of the matter, the teacher has officially set off, and now he may have arrived in the capital. ”

Even the headmaster had no choice but to move.

At this moment, everyone here was speechless.

"The requested date cannot be later than February. Let's get ready. It's a danger, but it's also an opportunity. Suna finally dropped a sentence and got up and left slowly.

Umandila slowly clenched the handrail.

He was well aware of the consequences of such a national call.

The scale of the war with the Seven Locks Tower will never be small, and casualties are inevitable. The last time it was convened in a unified manner, there was not one of the remaining elite powerhouses in the major schools.

The mortality rate is too high.

Maybe this time it will be a little better, after all, there is more preparation.

But is it difficult for the Seven Locks Tower to be unprepared?

...........

...........

Miga, northern Chalim State, Moon Belt River.

The rushing river rushes forward and flows into the distance.

The setting sun is round and glows a soft red.

On the white embankment, a flock of white pigeons flutter their wings and peck at bird food particles on the ground.

In the evening, there are many tourists who come to walk and eat on the embankment. A few children trotted with kites, and laughter drifted far away.

Smack.

A pinch of blue flame lit up, lighting a white cigarette. The side of the cigarette butt is printed with a circle of golden letters, which looks very valuable.

The man smoking was tall, dressed in a black trench coat, and his gray-white hair stood high and stood on end, as hard as a spike.

His skin was very white, even a little sickly pale. The earlobe is covered with a gold ring on one side and a gold cross on the other.

The man looked up at the setting sun and took a deep drag on his cigarette. The river wind blew his trench coat to the left.

"Your Excellency. The Miga Law Enforcement Department has been rebuilt, and we have all the manpower. ”

A short-haired silver woman in a white long coat and trousers stood quietly behind the man and whispered respectfully.

The woman's expression was cold, as if no matter what happened, she could not be moved to change her expression.

"Rhombosa. Don't always be so cold, you should smile more,"

The man removed his cigarette, and the smoke drifted in front of him like silk threads. Set off his pale and handsome face, there is a kind of demonic and distorted beauty.

"Now that the major sealing points are vacant, and the envoys have gathered at the Law Enforcement Department, I suggest that the Haiyuan Plan can be officially implemented. The silver-haired woman replied coldly.

"Don't take it too seriously. The man smiled. "It's just a game, a game. ”

"It's a game for you, but for us, it's fate. The woman said in a low voice.

Hiss...

The man took a deep puff of his cigarette and casually popped the cigarette butt.

The remnants of the cigarette popped out in mid-air, decomposed, and dissipated into black ashes.

"Destiny, in fact, is also a game. He said seriously, "If you are too serious, you will die." ”

He turned his head and reached out and gently touched the woman's hair.

"I'm sad if you're dead. ”

"I'm honored. But in theory, as long as I'm with you, no one in the world can kill me. The silver-haired woman said coldly.

The man smiled and rubbed the woman's silver hair like a cat.

"You should enjoy this era. A thousand years ago, I named the era of strong men and clouds as the Golden Age.

And now, the younger generations of the original have achieved the strongest. They gathered again, facing me, facing the Seven Locks Tower.

Whether it's will, or accumulation. Fate has made us meet here again. It's going to be a whole new era!"

The man smiled.

"Compared to gold, they may not shine as brightly as their ancestors today. But no less moving. ”

He took a deep breath with some intoxication, as if sniffing out some kind of intoxicating aroma.

"What do you want to say?" Ryosha said coldly.

The man smiled again.

"Don't you think.... Looking at their will and hope, shining in front of me. ”

He opened his arms as if he wanted to embrace something.

"So, I'm going to be this time. Name it Silver! to reward them for their efforts to please me with all their might. ”

"Silver...."The silver-haired woman behind her lowered her eyes and stared at the man facing the setting sun in front of her.