September 29, 2505. Fourth Field, Heavy Karma, Beta-4 C27· F591, Antigar (vassal) planet.

Xia Yanran hugged An Baixue excitedly and asked excitedly, "How did you do it?" Where are you now? ”

An Baixue smiled, but set her eyes on Long Qicong and said, "The only meaning of the realm is to pretend to confuse the enemy. This is what my Master said. ”

Long Qicong looked at Xia Yanran's strange eyes, and a chill arose in his heart.

"I remember what I said was that the realm of labeling is a weapon used to confuse the enemy. And your grammar is also wrong, and the sentence structure is mixed! ”

An Baixue's old face flushed, and she looked away embarrassedly. Long Qicong had no way to take her, and noticed that Xia Yanran's eyes on the side began to glow.

"What do you want to do?"

"Master! It was you who just pointed out Xiaoxue, so she can easily pass the level, right? Guru! What realm are you, no, what kind of strength are you? ”

Guru? Quirky appellations have increased. Long Qicong also felt very helpless about this, but he couldn't control it at all when his mouth grew on others. And when you're respected, it's a good feeling. However, grandpa said: full of losses, humble benefits.

"I don't know what kind of strength I have, someone in Ansu has given me a spiritual power test."

Long Qicong didn't say anything about this matter to An Baixue, and both of them were interested. They asked, "What achievement?" ”

"Zero potential, zero innate spiritual power."

"What? Zero? ”

An Baixue obviously did not believe in the authenticity of this matter, or directly suspected that there was something wrong with the test results. Xia Yanran nodded her chin and said while thinking.

"I remember, the method of our Ansu innate spiritual power test seems to be to test the spiritual power stock in the body of children under the age of 12, right? In this way, could it be that although you don't have spiritual power, your spiritual adaptability is off the charts? ”

An Baixue glanced at Xia Yanran and thought to herself that you would not be able to write novels. However, when she thought that her master taught her things, her use of spiritual power was almost perfect, and she reached the peak. But I agree with this speculation in my heart.

Long Qicong shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands. He didn't know what the situation was, and he didn't care too much. What if you are talented? What about becoming a peerless powerhouse?

Grandpa Long Yuantian, the strongest human race, invincible in the Holy Rank! The human world includes but is not limited to the human race, and there is no one who can defeat Long Yuantian, and the name "Heavenly Dragon" is well deserved. So what? The mother-in-law is human, and her life is lost.

Humans have limits.

Long Qicong clenched his fists tightly, and his expression changed. Xia Yanran and An Baixue noticed the slight changes in Long Qicong's body. Although I don't know the reason, I also tacitly kept silent.

An Baixue seemed to be used to it, and Long Qicong suddenly fell into this state. A few steps forward, took Long Qicong's hand, and walked forward. She had no idea that the fact that she had easily passed the level with two people had already caused an uproar in the academy.

The people who eat melons who don't know the truth ask who is the uproar with a confused face?

When it was time for the class to start, the enthusiasm of the students to inquire gradually dissipated. When Xia Yanran and An Baixue were in class together, they realized a serious problem that she had been ignoring before.

The classrooms are full of young talents, teenagers and girls. But between her and An Baixue sat a child who was only ten years old no matter how you looked at it. This kind of discordant scene naturally attracted the attention of everyone present.

At first, Xia Yanran thought that it was the beauty of Snow Lotus in An Baixue Tianshan that attracted them. Later, it turned out that not only boys, but also girls cast strange glances.

"I said, Xiaoxue. You don't want to take your little friend to class all the time, do you? Is this really? ”

"yes, is there a problem?"

"Of course there's a problem with nonsense!"

An Baixue put down her pen, looked at Xia Yanran's eyes, and said seriously: "As long as I am by Long Qicong's side, I can always become stronger." ”

Xia Yanran's first reaction was that An Baixue was already crazy and talking nonsense. However, I thought of the magic I saw from Long Qicong with my own eyes. I accepted this statement in my heart, but I still couldn't adapt to so many sights.

Time in torment also moves slowly. In the past half a day, Xia Yanran didn't listen to any cultural classes and cultivation classes. Long Qicong naturally knew that he had attracted attention, but An Baixue didn't care. It doesn't matter if Long Qicong is, whatever she does. And Long Qicong's mind was all on the curriculum taught in this school.

The practice class is still at the level of explanation, "what" rather than "why". This made Long Qicong quite disappointed, because it was completely possible to meet this state of educational inheritance, and the overall level of theology must have regressed.

This explains why, when a relic is discovered, the Gongfa Fighting Technique Pill obtained from it is often particularly powerful, even stronger than the current mainstream. It's weird, isn't it? Technological progress is completely dependent on archaeology, and no matter how you think about it, it is a precursor to the demise of civilization, right?

However, to Long Qicong's satisfaction, the science and culture class is a good one. Long Qicong thought that even if Antija had not experienced the catastrophe of interstellar attack, science would have completely replaced theology to drive the progress of civilization.

Maybe many years later, when Antigia technology has developed to a certain extent and discovers the psionic transformation effect, it will once again point out the technology tree of theology, right?

The last class in the morning was a cultivation class, and the content taught was the Spirit Array. There is no such classification in modern theology, but the spiritual array that Antigya spoke of, if anything, can be classified as an enchantment technique.

When the lecturer said, the foundation of the spirit array is to communicate with heaven and earth and turn heaven and earth for one's own use. Long Qicong suddenly became interested and touched An Baixue.

An Baixue understood, and came over with his ear, Long Qicong whispered: "You ask him......" An Baixue nodded, and without asking too much about the reason, she stood up and interrupted the lecturer who was lecturing.

"If the Spirit Array doesn't have heaven and earth to communicate, such as the outer world, what should we do?"

Oh, yes! As soon as An Baixue's voice fell, there was a discussion in the classroom. Isn't the selection of the Holy Empire to study abroad, which is now rumored, in the realm of the Outer Heavens? In this kind of scene, how is this spirit array arranged?

The sudden inquiry caught the lecturer off guard. The louder the conversation in the classroom, the more stressed he became. After a long day, I said a few "this" words.

Long Qicong was still holding a pen and preparing to record, but he didn't expect this to be the case, and it seemed a little embarrassing. Long Qicong's expectant expression gradually disappeared.

Classical theology is too geographical, and the de-geolocation of classical theology has always been an enduring topic. endured, I thought it was impossible to conquer it for a long time. Long Qicong had successfully completed the structural transformation of the two Yuanying powerhouses. It can be regarded as a preliminary de-geolocation.

But this case is too specific to be general. If this problem can be solved, then the many classical theological civilizations of the Third Star will provide a lot of combat power.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, the lecturer ran away from the classroom. The classroom was stunned for a long time before bursting into laughter. Long Qicong shook his head in disappointment and began to pack his things.

Xia Yanran came over and looked at the scratch paper that Long Qicong had cleaned up. Earlier, she saw Long Qicong laying out a table of scratch paper, and originally thought it was just a child's graffiti. Now she seems to have reacted that she can't look at this thing with the eyes of an ordinary child.

When I got together, I saw the content of the draft. On each piece of scratch paper, different concentric circles are drawn. Upon closer inspection, I realized that the lines that make up the circle are actually arranged with small symbols. In addition, there are several neatly arranged lines of small print in the upper left corner of each drawing. What is written "eccentric", "poured" and other things that do not know what to do.

"What is this?"

"Old Imperial Standard Type 2 Surgical Level Logical Writing Style."

"What's it, can you break a sentence? I don't understand! ”

Long Qicong felt that the problem might not lie in the broken sentence, so he smiled and did not speak. The trap of knowledge is that those who know will never be able to understand why those who don't know don't.

After packing up the drawings, Long Qi got up and prepared to leave. At this time, a handsome young man with blond hair walked towards the three of them. Under the golden bangs, there is a slight smile and a friendly expression.

"I'm going to hold a dinner for my classmates tonight at the Norton Pavilion, and if the two beautiful ladies are willing to attend, no classmates will be absent."

Norton habit? As soon as he heard the Norton Pavilion, there was an exclamation in the middle of the class. It was a high-end hotel in Diago to welcome state guests, and a meal was sky-high. How could he be willing to give it?

Two of you? Xia Yanran couldn't help frowning when she heard this, and looked back and forth at herself, An Baixue and Long Qicong, thinking about who this product had excluded.

"Little brother can go too." And when he was in doubt, he heard his addition. For some reason, the classroom was silent. All eyes fell on Long Qicong.

Xia Yanran noticed that most of the time, the man's gaze stayed on An Baixue. His intentions are obvious.

Long Qicong raised his eyebrows, his heart was here after all, but he couldn't help but have a bad taste in his heart. Approaching An Baixue step by step, she said in a milky voice: "Mom, you and your little mother should go." I'll be at home and take care of myself. ”

“......”

Did he just call "Mom"? No one asked this question, but it was something that everyone subconsciously wanted to blurt out. The blonde man didn't react at all for a while.

An Baixue also didn't react for a long time, when did Long Qi's immature face become so cute. If it weren't for the impression accumulated in the past, An Baixue would have been deceived.

"Baby, mommy won't go."

As he spoke, he led Long Qicong and walked out, completely ignoring the strange gazes of his classmates. Xia Yanran couldn't stand this kind of annotation, and Long Qi brought her along with a sentence. Hurriedly pulled out his legs and ran away.

"What's the situation? Strap to school? ”

I don't know who broke the silence and asked such a sentence. But no one answered him, and the blonde boy stood in the middle of the classroom. At this time, a person boldly went up and asked.

"Do you still have a friendship?"

"Do? the fart! ”