Chapter 107: Briefing

In the end, Dres was unable to buy a newspaper.

When he arrived at the newsstand, he happened to see the closed door, just like before

- It's just that the mood is completely different from the past.

What a damn one!

Deres angrily slammed his fist into the tree next to him, coldly triggering the protective barrier of the green plant, and if he hadn't flashed fast, he would have been bounced out at least ten meters away.

Dodging the counterattack of the enchantment, Deres breathed a sigh of relief.

It's time to change this old emotional problem.

Before he could take a step, the class bell had already ringed, and Deres secretly said that it was bad, the next class was Teacher Philip's, and he couldn't have an accident, so he hurriedly quickened his pace.

But when he hurried to the teaching building, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a large number of people emerging from the shadows, quietly heading west.

To the west?

What are they going to do?

Deres subconsciously hid, looked in the direction of the group, and saw a familiar signal light in the distance.

The highly penetrating flash of light is regularly lit up and off three times, which means that "the front is unobstructed and you can move forward".

This...... Didn't Mr. Philip just talk about it last week?

Dreis slipped back to the classroom with deep doubts, hoping that his stealth skills would escape Philip's detection, but when he entered the classroom with a cat on his waist, he found that the classroom was empty.

He suddenly understood what was just going on, and the group of mysterious guys in the relationship were skipping class en masse??

This also ...... Too bold, right?

……

By the time Deres arrived at the Weston Great Hall, the students who had brought the meals had already returned smoothly. He took advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention, blended into the crowd, and picked a random position, but no one found him.

Fortunately, there was just one more student who originally went to bring food, and he even managed to have a lunch.

After about half an hour of the smell of food wafting in the auditorium, the excitement of the students skipping class gradually subsided, and Philip simply took this opportunity to make up for the missing class.

Lecturing at the Weston Great Hall is almost every teacher's lifelong dream, but Philip has achieved it so easily...... Although the process was a bit funny, it was also a fun experience for him.

This lesson tells the story of the Impul people's "Ming Xiu Plank Road Dark Chen Cang" outwitting Mamba City, which belongs to one of the few wonderful chapters in the "Geography". Philip himself had spent seven days and seven nights in the inaccessible ancient city of Mamba, and was quite familiar with the geology there, which made the students even more immersive and addicted.

Because of today's special experience, the students' feelings are also a little unusual.

A few years later, when they recall the experience of this day, the people and events of this day, maybe they will also be embarrassed.

……

As time went on, more and more people arrived in the auditorium, and the seats that could accommodate tens of thousands of people tended to be filled.

At first, these early students thought that they would be the first to visit, but when they really saw that it was so dark and oppressive in front of them, they were all taken aback, including Desmond.

As a student who has graduated, he went out for a walk after buying a newspaper for Fello, and rushed over after class, thinking that he would be the first, but he didn't expect to be the first to be boarded by a large number of people.

And there are acquaintances in it.

He sat unceremoniously next to Dreis.

"Hey! Look what I've brought you! ”

Dreas took it and was stunned for a moment.

"Newspaper, newspaper?"

"Yes, do you regret it? It's okay, I'm a Desmond monopoly on regret pills. ”

The guy pounded his chest.

Deres was a little moved, and when he saw him like this, he smiled and punched him in the chest.

"Maybe Mia is still taking care of me, and specially let me occupy this unknown seat, waiting for you to come."

"Of course, you're the savior Dres who came back from the White Rock Mine!" Desmond laughed.

The two didn't talk for long, and the venue ushered in a new round of noise because of the saturation of the number of people, and Principal William had to appear on the stage in person to preside over the order.

"Tsk, Principal William presides over the order, this guy is really not small." Desmond sighed.

The nature in his mouth is Mu Yan. No one else knew the origin of the newspaper and Seraf, but as a member of Shadow Footsteps, he knew it all.

"So this newspaper will continue to run, and Teacher Mu Yan will be fine." Deres said, his voice full of determination.

Desmond pursed his lips, he thought that Dresses was probably stunned.

Half an hour later, the bell rang to mark the end of the first class, and after another ten minutes, the last students hurried in, and the Weston Great Hall was full, with attendance even higher than on the first day of school.

Seeing this scene, Principal William was also a little speechless, and he didn't even bother to give a speech, so he directly gave the stage to Mu Yan.

So when Mu Yan appeared on the podium instead of the principal, the bottom suddenly exploded.

"What? Why isn't this hosted by the principal? ”

"This man...... Familiar, huh? ”

"Teacher Mu Yan, that's Teacher Mu Yan! Professor Dawn's teaching assistant, but I haven't seen him in a while......"

"Hmm...... My father said that a month ago he attended His Majesty's birthday dinner...... But he hasn't been seen since. ”

"Could it be that the Moon Workshop and Bignius were his ideas?"

"Maybe he's just acting as a host......"

For a while, there were different opinions in the audience, but most of the students held their breath and looked at Mu Yan expectantly.

After all, it has been three months since Mu Yan last spoke publicly, and that hearing also impressed them quite deeply.

Coupled with Professor Dawn's speech at the beginning of this semester, Mu Yan was equated with "making trouble" in the hearts of students, and there must be excitement to see where he appeared.

"Guys, long time no see."

Mu Yan said softly, and the voice reached everyone's ears under the amplification array, sounding very comfortable.

Those who have always spoken above have all been holding tall and high, and few people are so cordial, as if they are greeting friends.

"The last time I spoke in front of so many people was three months ago. To tell you the truth, I later carefully reviewed the rhetoric of that day, and found that after all, I was young and frivolous, and said a lot of inappropriate things, for which Professor Dawn also severely criticized me in private, and I would like to take this opportunity to apologize to every student I have hurt. ”

After saying that, he bowed deeply.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know how to react.

However, many nobles who had originally cast a cold eye on his appearance gradually softened their expressions.

After a short pause, Mu Yan spoke again:

"As any of you may know, I haven't been seen since I appeared at His Majesty's birthday dinner a month ago, and even the teaching assistant duties have been delegated to someone else—hopefully that kid hasn't been scolded by Professor Dawn—anyway, I did disappear for a while.

"So, what am I up to?"

He snapped his fingers slightly.

Just like the annual press conference of a certain fruit company on Earth, the magic light screen behind Mu Yan suddenly turned into a pure black background, with a white arc light on the edge, which looked like a lunar eclipse, which was both mysterious and weird.

At the same time, two lines of large characters appeared on the light curtain along with the logo of the Moon Workshop.

"The flesh limits your soul,

— but we can liberate it. ”

"There's no doubt that it's a bluffing title. But rest assured, I'm not one of those evil necromancers who touch taboos. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience laughed.

Yes, how could a necromancer come to Jialan in a grand manner, stand on the podium of the Weston Great Hall, and talk like this......

At this time, the two old mages sitting in the back row couldn't help but laugh and curse in their hearts at the same time, "brazen guy".

In fact, even Mu Yan himself couldn't help laughing, but in the eyes of others, this was a polite smile.

"Moreover, what I am going to talk about next is not my originality, I just summarize the results of my predecessors. I stood on the shoulders of giants, so to speak.

"Some people may wonder where the 'mystery prize' in the newspaper went a few months ago - since it was donated to Jialan, then it should be indicated...... Yes, it should be said, and now is the time for it. ”

"Smack"

Another snap of the fingers.

A dark room suddenly appeared on the light curtain, but the surrounding walls could not be seen, and the background was as deep and vast as the starry sky on a summer night.

Amacer was standing in the middle of the darkroom with his sword in hand, his silver hair windless and automatic, and the lines of his face were as perfect as those carved by a sculptor.

Suddenly, the stars in the distance suddenly pulled their long tails and struck from all directions with a sound of breaking the air!

"Qiang"

The sword was unsheathed, and with Amacer's swift movements like the wind, one meteor after another was split in half by him, turning into powder and disappearing into thin air.

But that wasn't the end of it, as the first, second, and third meteors were shattered, more and more stars joined the fray, and finally, the arc light and the phantom dust intertwined into a galaxy that poured down on him like a pouring flood.

At the same time, Amacer's sword also danced impermeable, and the silver sword light was like a barrier, colliding with the light cluster, making a continuous sound.

In the end, it all ended in a dazzling light.

Drip drip, drip

"Perfect clearance! Score: 100! ”

A soft and glutinous female voice came out, followed by the shocking music of the victory of the protagonist team in the play "The Horn of Victory".

Then the image disappears, and the light curtain returns to pitch black.

"As you can see, this is the training room of the Swordsman Department, so you may be able to understand its name more deeply - of course, Mr. Ah Yin is experiencing the highest difficulty." Mu Yan said with a smile, and his voice pulled the originally sluggish student back from his fugue.

Before they could fully come to their senses, the picture suddenly flashed again.

The main character is still Amathe, but the venue has been changed from a dark room to a wild field.

In the lush poplar forest, there are bursts of bird chirping, and the straight poplar trees stand like javelins, and the gray-white trunks are mottled like the peeling wall skin of paint, and the sunlight casts on the ground through the shade of the trees, and the shadows are fragmented.

Already sharp-eyed students have recognized this as an iconic view of Ash Valley.

Amatho was still standing up straight, when a lump of mud that had been dormant for a long time suddenly rose up behind him, like a rag pocket, and it looked like it was about to cover him completely!

"Rotten, rotten blood?"

The students in the audience exclaimed.

The rotting blood motten opened its big mouth, and the foul-smelling mucous membrane peeled off layer by layer, as if it was transparent, and the blue-brown blood vessels on the stomach wall were clearly visible!

However, the elf turned around unhurriedly, only to see a flash of silver light, and the tip of the long sword arced upward.

With just one blow, the silver sword qi slowly rolled out, and then the entire world seemed to be split in half.

"Collapse"

The two petals of mud hit the ground and quickly merged into a puddle, a scene that was incredibly realistic, with the huge screen projecting the stench and the grunt of slurry flowing through the rotting leaves......

The students were shocked again, their mouths open, and they stared blankly at the light curtain one by one.

Mu Yan was very satisfied with their reaction.

"As you can see, this is all happening in Serafri on the left-hand side of the school grounds, and I promise you that this is what Mr. Ah Yin has experienced, and if you go, it will be like this - but I don't recommend that you choose the Rotten Blood Raccoon as soon as you come up, this kind of monster is notoriously difficult to deal with, and even if the formation is protected, you will inevitably leave a psychological shadow."

After saying that, he kept his mouth shut for the time being, leaving room for the students to reminisce.

After a few seconds of stagnation, the audience exploded, and the students talked a lot, but most of them were surprised and incoherent.

"You've seen carrion, you know it's true or not." Desmond asked.

Dreas nodded with a complicated expression.

"I'm pretty sure that's true. That terrifying monster...... As before, they were a puddle of mud on the ground except for the stench, and they could not be detected at all—but the aspen forests of Ash Valley were full of swamps and stench, and the old hunters who had been dealing with the beasts all year round could not be wary of them. I've watched a gilded swordsman wrap his head around it, and in less than two seconds it will be digested into a headless corpse......"

"So, that Mr. Ah Yin......"

"Very strong." Deres said firmly, and added: "Very strong, it is very likely to be a domain swordsman." ”

The Domain Swordsman couldn't beat the blue-skinned dwarf, Desmond sneered in his heart.

But his mind also changed slightly, after all...... Seraf looks like an interesting place.

I hope that guy named Mu Yan can live a few more days.

……

When this novelty was almost fermented, Mu Yan pressed his hands weakly.

"Quiet, folks, this is only a small part, in our words, the 'tip of the iceberg'." He laughed.

"All of the above are 'virtual reality' modes, and what we call 'full immersion mode' is not yet mentioned. It involves psychic magic, and you can only appreciate the beauty of it when you are immersed in illusion. This is for you as a surprise.

"But I can guarantee that even if you are in a fantasy world, you will be able to use your body to gain experience without any physical burden. In other words, the reason why the arena has two modes is to save time more efficiently, and you can completely rehearse the battle in your mind countless times before you start the actual battle - after all, everyone's physical strength is limited.

"As for the 'dungeon'...... It's a new world, and it's a whole new territory into which we've put the most effort and passion and belief in it – and you're going to love it.

"Imagine that in the not-too-distant future, you might have the chance to set foot in the real Westeros, travel to Kingsland, touch the Iron Throne, or travel to the North to catch a glimpse of Winterfell. You might even go to the Wall of Desperation, which is guarded by the Night's Watch, and maybe you'll have a chance to stand on the Wall with Tyrion and pee down......"

The audience rarely laughed this time, and their eyes were full of anticipation and eagerness.

"Very good," Mu Yan smiled, "Then on this basis, there is another good news about the price to tell you."

"Some people may think that the price of 1 gold per hour is too expensive, and some people may start to question my motives - yes, part of my purpose must be to go for money, without which Bignus can't do it, and Mr. Eric will not continue to provide me with beautiful stories, not to mention the fact that Seraf swallows tens of thousands of el's magic every day.

Therefore, although money is not everything, it is impossible without money, and I believe you all understand this sentence.

"But, ladies and gentlemen, there is always a 'but' in everything. Making money is a process, not an end in itself. I can't be as pure as Kane's Horn, you know, I had a bit of a dispute with them not a long time ago, and the newspapers wrote about the general process, and in fact it was the technology you see now that caused the dispute.

"There is no doubt that this is a chicken that only lays golden eggs, and the people of Kane's Horn want to buy it in one go, and then pack its eggs and sell them for a higher and better price - that's what they're ultimately trying to do, and a thousand things and ten thousand will eventually come down to gold. But I'm different, although I also sell the golden eggs of this chicken, but I'm satisfied with the money I make enough for chicken feed.

"So, I communicated with Principal William, and he would give me a roster of how each of you had performed over the year. Students who have no record of violations, perform well, and have excellent grades will receive a free trial every month – up to a maximum of 50 hours per month.

What does this mean?

"That means that as long as you are a 'good', 'well-behaved' student – of course, what we define as 'excellent', not a standard that some people set privately. As long as you do, Seraf is almost free and open to you.

"Moreover, there is no upper limit to this slot, and I am looking forward to the day when all of you will be able to enter Seraf for free."

Mu Yan looked at the past, some of these students scoffed, some had firm eyes, and some gradually found themselves from the confusion.

Very well, he meditated in his heart.

"As I said at the beginning, 'The flesh limits your soul, and we will liberate it.'" There is also an old saying in the East, called 'It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read ten thousand books', which means that if you don't go out to see, you will never know how beautiful the world is. However, I don't want you to lose your lives in a complicated environment than ignorance, after all, you are all the future of Jialan, and even the future of the Horse Plain.

"So, whether it's the arena or the dungeon, my ultimate goal is to tell you how dangerous and cruel the world is, and how hard it is to be at peace at this time. Therefore, I hope that when the restless blood subsides, you can have a vision and yearning for the future, rather than simply thinking about money.

"That's all for this seminar, Seraf will be giving everyone 12 hours of free trial time tomorrow, but I already know the schedule for each of you tomorrow, and anyone who tries to pass the barrier with a nameplate during non-free time will be disqualified. Also, it will not be possible to enter it for the next 24 hours. ”

Mu Yan finished talking about this with a smile, and added at the end: "Oh yes, Seraf's architecture uses the folding technique of space spells, which is introduced in Professor Shipk's book "The Uneaten Mille-Feuille". So you don't have to wait in line, so you can rest assured.

"Finally, I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow."