There is no doubt that the plan of the Heroic Spirit was completely rejected, looking at Liu Zhen's resolute eyes, Wen Cheng was cold and no longer spoke.

"Hey......" Ryu Zhen said, "Angry so soon?"

"How dare I be angry with the eldest lady." Wen Cheng said lightly.

Liu Zhen took the box of orange juice from the bedside table, poked it into the straw, and lowered his head.

Seeing this, Wen Cheng opened the backpack on the ground, took out a brown tin can with "Whittard of Chelsea" printed on it, and walked to the side of the bed and placed it next to the girl.

"I bought it from an importer on the way, and I don't think the black tea here will be to your liking."

"I don't drink outside tea," Ryu Shin pushed the tin can aside.

"And this," Wen said, taking out a bottle of "Montes Alpha", "I don't know much, the clerk recommended it to me."

"Alright," the girl blushed and waved her hand, "Tell me quickly, I'm not going to eat this."

Wen Cheng unhurriedly took out another plain book with the words "Baron on the Tree" written on it, and handed it to Su Meng.

"Thank you......" Su Meng smiled and took the book, held it in his arms and touched the cover with his hand for a long time, then put away the red wine and tea cans together and put them on the table under the TV.

"Is that enough?" Ryu Zhen bit the straw with a displeased face and made a gurgling sound.

"Okay, then I said, don't interrupt yet, okay?"

Wen Cheng looked at his phone, and there were still eight minutes before Yoo Jin threw the orange juice box into the air, and a precise parabola fell into the trash can in the corner.

"I'll carve a few pulse bombs and shields later, and then I'll go to the TV station to scout."

"Hmm." Liu Zhen responded with a sigh, moved to the head of the bed and hugged the pillow, and reached out to touch the knob at the head of the bed to turn on the lights in the room.

"Mechanical dogs are not difficult to deal with, once the consumption is close to half, I will retreat, so that I can retreat with my whole body, the key is to confirm whether there is a heroic spirit at the top of the tower."

"Huh?"

"The breath search method can solve my problem," Moon Seung looked at Yoo Jin, "I want you to teach me to summon one."

"No." Liu Zhen waved his hand quickly.

"Is it really that dangerous?" Wen Cheng shrugged.

Li He's swordsmanship has been seen, and there is no doubt that the heroic spirits have extraordinary combat abilities.

Liu Zhen beckoned Wen Cheng to sit down, and after Wen Cheng sat down, she turned on the TV and whispered in her ear, "Do you know how many threats Su Meng has received?"

Wen Cheng took a deep breath and listened.

"Li Heguang killed more than a dozen Spirit Eaters last week," Liu Zhen said, "If it weren't for Su Meng's ability to use spatial spells to hide his aura, I'm afraid those people would have followed his aura to find Su Meng a long time ago."

"So, you're worried about me?" Moon Cheng looked at her.

"How is that possible?" Liu Zhen snorted contemptuously.

"In that case," Moon replied, "don't worry, I'm in good shape right now, teach me summoning."

"You're too naïve," Ryu Zhen reprimanded, "You have to maintain the source of the law, and the attacks that the two of you face at the same time, and also take into account the life of the Heroic Spirit, you can't easily show your head and perform these actions at the same time, can you do it?"

"It can be done." Wen Cheng replied.

"Even if you summon it, you're a piece of waste."

"Why?"

"Don't you understand?" Liu Zhen tapped Wen Cheng's left shoulder with her finger, "No matter what the method, you will summon a Heroic Spirit that matches your own phase and the width of the circuit," she said with a deep breath, "Of course, the premise is that the Spirit Core is attached to you."

"Want a spirit core to send it? How do I understand that?"

"Before Li He was summoned, his spirit core had already been adsorbed in Su Meng's body."

"Why is that?"

"Phase, phase." Liu Zhen sat away impatiently.

"How do I know if I have a Heroic Spirit attached to me?"

"There is no technical means to detect spirit cores yet." Liu Zhen pouted suddenly, "The problem is not this, the problem is that your circuit is really too weak."

"So you can only summon low-level Heroic Spirits?"

"Low-level." Yoo Jin corrected his diction.

"Oh, low-rank Immortals?"

"That's nature, listen up," Liu Zhen snapped his fingers, "Heroic Spirits are not only divided into identity attributes such as humans, kings, emperors, saints, and gods, but also strength level attributes such as low-level, middle-level, high-level, and crown positions."

"What is crown?"

「Einherjar of Triumph。」 "A survivor of the Spiritual Core Recovery War, a winner of the Guardian War, or a Heroic Spirit who has made outstanding contributions to humanity...... Of course, if you make an outstanding contribution after crystallization, such a Heroic Spirit will receive the title of Title and be protected by the Magical Envoy Covenant."

"I guess, Princess Fusu is the crowned hero?"

"Don't mention her." Liu Zhen said coldly, and after a while, he pouted and nodded.

After all, it's your swordsmanship teacher, it seems to be a sensitive topic, so let's stop here.

Not optimistic that he could not tell if there was a spirit core attached to him, Wen continued, "By the way, I actually met a heroic spirit in the committee."

"Oh?" Liu Zhen picked up the potato chips on the bedside table, chewed them and put them down in disgust, raising his eyebrows lightly, "It must be a low-level heroic spirit that no one wants."

"Ahaha...... By the way, her name is ......" Wen Cheng smiled bitterly.

"I'm not interested in who she is at all, anyway, the risks have been told to you, you can do it yourself, I still have to deal with nineteen rounds, anyway, whatever you do, it will trigger the restart, don't mess around."

"You agreed?!"

"I can't handle you......" Ryu yawned fakely, "I don't know where I got all that energy. Since it's a low-level Heroic Spirit that no one wants, it must match your circuit."

"That's great, can you teach me how to make a contract?"

"Su Meng will teach you later, I'm about to leave." Liu Zhen looked at his phone and said, "Listen to my advice, don't be emotional, it's taboo."

"Taboo?!"

"Listen to the fool, just because of the age, the body of the Heroic Spirit will not grow," Ryu Zhen said, "More importantly, the moment you make a contract with the Heroic Spirit, you must have the consciousness to let her die for you."

"Do you use the Heroic Spirit as a pawn?"

"Nonsense."

Wen Cheng frowned, although he understood this truth, but Liu Zhen's determination in this was that he had suffered a great lesson.

"I understand," Wen Cheng stood up and said, "I understand the truth that when the critical moment is decided."

"Come on," Ryu Zhen sneered, "that's what everyone said at first."

"I have my plan, even if it is a low-level Heroic Spirit, even if I can exchange her death for information, it will be worth it."

"It's really cold-blooded," Ryu Zhen smiled, "I think you're not far from becoming a demon king."

"If I were a demon king," Wen Cheng said, "then you would be a witch."

After saying this, Wen Cheng gasped and looked at Su Meng, Su Meng smiled casually, it was almost like looking at the eyes of the little two, Wen Cheng shrugged at Su Meng.

"Don't say such strange things, you're sick."

"Yes, I'm sick."

Liu Zhen didn't answer, got up and walked to the door, the door was opened, and in front of him were the indifferent faces of the two guards.

"Ryu Jin," he said to the girl's shoulder, "have they embarrassed you?"

Liu Zhen thought about the only emotion, lowered his head and sighed, letting his long hair wrap around his shoulders.

Wen Cheng was about to speak, but Liu Zhen raised three fingers and said, "Three days."

Wen Cheng understood, "Su Meng will live here, I will bring food here."

Liu Zhen didn't answer, and the sound of boots drifted farther and farther.

Wen Cheng turned around to find that Su Meng had been standing by the wall clasping his fingers, he walked up to her and opened her hand, "She'll be handed over to you."

"Don't worry, Wen Cheng, I've finished drawing the contract pattern," Su Meng handed him a piece of paper and the key, "Her change of clothes is in the penultimate drawer, I'm sorry for you."

"And Su Meng, although...... It's strange what you just said......" Wen Cheng held her hand and stopped talking.

"Don't worry about me, Wen Cheng," Su Meng looked up at him, "It's an extraordinary time."

If there is anything thoughtful is the gentle girl in front of her, Wen Cheng smiled happily, squeezed his warm little hand and was about to leave.

"Wen Cheng." Su Meng said behind him, "You have to be careful."

"What do you think? Matters of the Heroic Spirit." Wen Cheng asked back.

"I'm not qualified to say." Su Meng smiled bitterly.

There is no doubt that Liu Zhen was affected by Su Meng's small mistake, but summoning a second one because of summoning a heroic spirit is undoubtedly a mistake on top of a mistake, Wen Cheng hesitated.

"But, Wen Cheng, I believe in you." Su Meng walked over and straightened his sleeve.

Wen Cheng gently hugged the girl, shook his fist and turned to leave.

The first thing after leaving is to go to the committee to get the blank, as the only student this is not difficult, as for being warned by Liu Zhen repeatedly, Wen Zhu will think about the contract for a while, and then prepare to go to the TV station to investigate, the best time to investigate at night is the mechanical dogs, as for the two girls' change of clothes and food, just finish these late at night and send them over, tune their clockwork tightly, Wen Cheng took a strong step.

It was evening after leaving the committee, and it was an awkward distance from the old TV station, although Saturday was a weekend, there was still rush hour, the traffic was very congested, and the subway was only one stop.

Along the road is an old commercial street that is not bustling, and it is just right to buy some small items for the two girls.

Unconsciously, his stomach was growling, it turned out that he hadn't eaten anything except a small slice of bread today, and in front of him was a steamed bun shop with hot steam, Wen Cheng walked into some people who were about to look at the price card.

A petite white figure flashed through the crowd.

A knee-length silver skirt, a short white cape, a small silver boot armor, a delicately wound sword at the waist, a silver hairpin on the head of the ball, and the tips of the hair over the shoulder.

Lu Wenzhu?! Isn't this kid just going to come out? Why is it so messy? And this outfit is too inconsistent.

After thinking for a moment, Wen Cheng quietly followed.