When God created the Babel race, he endowed them with unusually fine cerebral cortex nerves, so they had a more sensitive spiritual sense than ordinary people.

Honanstine slept uncomfortably one night, and he could subconsciously feel that something was forcibly invading his spirit, forcing him to fall asleep.

Of course he resisted, but he was outnumbered in his own spiritual world and gradually defeated.

He felt as if countless hands were straining to close the eyes that had placed him in his consciousness.

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"This kid's consciousness is very tenacious, and he deserves to be a child of the Tower of Babel."

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When he woke up, his headache was unusually high, and his uneasiness suddenly peaked, and he looked around to see that this was not his room.

The uncontrolled senses of sleep and the unfamiliar place after waking up gave Honanstine a sense of foreboding.

What's going on?

The room was very similar to his original room, but Honanstin woke up to find that it wasn't his room at all.

If you want to dig deeper, it's probably because the bedside table sold out the room.

He always felt that the people who closed his eyes were trying to move him to this room without him noticing.

Just as Honansteen got out of bed, he stepped on something cold, and Honansteen grabbed his messy hair and bent down to look at something that startled him.

Knockout, Honanstin vs. Huley.

Jonanstine jumped up in fright, he thought he had stepped on some cold plank, but just as he frantically lifted the cold object, the notice board began to appear to time.

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"Hey, he found out."

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Thirty-two hours later, the knockout round, Honansteen vs. Tauley.

Thirty-one hours 59 minutes and 59 seconds later, the knockout round, Jonanstin vs. Tauley.

Thirty-one hours and 59 minutes and 58 seconds later, the knockout round, Honanstin vs. Thuley.

Seeing that the timer began, Honanstine suddenly began to look eagerly for the clock, and a different place from his own room appeared, there was no clock here!

Outside the window, a red brick wall rose from the ground blocking his view, and he couldn't see the change in light outside.

Aside from the dripping faucet and the ever-changing timer in the bathroom, there seems to be no sign of time flowing in this room.

Honansteen held the timer and circled the room.

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Teresa was looking for her comb, and Teresa, who didn't have a comb, found out that this room was not her original room.

Because of these, there are no original items in the cabinet where she usually puts her things.

There are no combs here.

This strange atmosphere made Teresa feel that today was not an ordinary day, not only had the room changed, but she always felt that something was missing.

Teresa looked up at the light that had been on overhead, she had been awakened by the light, and the window was empty.

It turned out that time was gone.

She fumbled around the cupboard and found something cold.

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"She's found it, too."

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Knockout.

Teresa looked at the strange board, which seemed to explain her current situation very clearly, it turned out to be a challenge.

Theresa shook the board, was there any other information, she patted it.

Knockout.

There are no changes to the content.

She put the board on the bed and studied the board with the words back and forth, she didn't think it was so bad.

But when Teresa discovers that the door to her room won't open, the situation deteriorates.

Listening to the sound of water from the faucet, Theresa noticed that the room was so quiet that she could hear even a drop of water.

She turned back to her bedside and picked up the board that had announced the "knockout," and she looked around.

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"What is she looking at?"

"Window."

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Theresa looked thoughtfully at the window, she picked up the board, shook it in her hand, and turned to the window.

Is she quarantined?

She walked to the window and held out her hand.

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"She guessed right."

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Her hand seemed to be invisibly separated by a transparent film, and she couldn't reach out.

As Teresa had just noticed, the windows were fake.

She looked down again at the chronograph board, which had no additional information

Teresa walked slowly to the window and leaned down to put the board down.

"Sure enough, the window is fake."

Teresa approached the window and looked at the red brick wall outside, which obscured her vision, and felt that her vision was good.

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"Does she have an opponent in place?"

"Not for the time being, it's arranged, she has to wait for the next round."

"Then she's lucky."

"Who's to say it's not."

As soon as a student notices something, Shambhala is aware of it, and they are spying on the group of students.

After the surveillance, they talked a lot, and they all sighed at her good luck.

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Compared to the sensitive and suspicious Honanstine, the perceptive Theresa, the most unbelievable thing to Shambhala is indeed Roman, who has not yet woken up and has been abnormally nervous.

Even with the lights on in his room, Roman is still in a swamp of sleep.

Shambhala, who was very patient, waited for a long time, and Roman just changed his position to continue his sleep, which was really suffocating.

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"He's like that at the academy too?"

"Yes, I was scolded for this in the early years, but after a few years, the mentor also turned a blind eye. The formal punishment was quite painless to Roman. ”

"I thought his eldest brother had intervened."

"Actually, no, he doesn't have time to think about these little things."

Flion was never so idle, even his younger brother was called to the academy because of snooze, and no teacher had the courage to use such a trivial matter to blow his beard and stare at the Buda patriarch.

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For Roman, sleep is a necessity, and even a little less is a big problem.

Roman's most relaxed time of the day is actually the period when he is immersed in sleep, at that moment he is not a twisted youth, his language is not sharp and his thoughts are not avant-garde, he is a person who is well arranged by dreams.

Because people don't need any consideration and thought when dreaming, they just need to follow the dream.

So in the extreme silence, Roman was not woken up by the footsteps upstairs, the sound of tables and chairs dragging and the sound of damn talking, he slept for a long time.

According to Shambhala records, Roman slept five hours more than eight hours after Honanstine woke up, and Roman slept five hours more in front of Theresa, who had a habit of waking up early.

The three of them represent sensitive, normal and lazy.

Even more shocking to Shambhala is yet to come.

Roman didn't seem to notice that he wasn't in his room, he got up for a moment, and then walked barefoot to the bathroom.

He had done a good job of continuing his habits in the academy to this room that was too quiet everywhere.

He probably took this extreme silence for granted.

Maybe he didn't notice it for a while, and Shambhala even began to console himself with this thought, because Roman was indeed a well-known person with a smart head.

However, smart people can't be all-encompassing, so Roman may be very slow in this link?

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"It's too slow."

"The bathroom is where we can't see it."

"But he has to take a shower every morning, which is a normal time."

The Shambhals who watched Roman complained, he shouldn't have been like this, Roman entered the bathroom which was a blind spot for surveillance, and Shambhala didn't know what Roman was doing inside.

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Waking up in the morning always makes Roman feel a lot less sharp, and he walks into the bathroom in a daze, only to feel some hot water sliding over his body, and his consciousness begins to wake up.

He stood in the warm rain for a while before tightening the shower.

His hand rested behind his back as he wiped his body.

He didn't know what Teresa had seen, she had seen his back?

His brothers all possess this kind of muscle tear rift, and Roman is also convinced that a scar is a man's medal, and not everyone in the family can have this kind of rift.

These rifts have a lot to do with their natural constitution.

Maybe he didn't mind the scars, he just minded Theresa standing behind him and he happened to be dressing.

Wipe your hair, brush your teeth, look in the mirror, put on your pants, and go out of the bathroom.

In the thick of the moisture, Roman stepped out of the bathroom and returned to Shambhala's sight.

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"Is he really wasting time in the bathroom every day?"

Probably Roman's normal lifestyle shocked Shambhala.

This laid-back life happens every day, when Roman is sleeping while other students are running around in different classrooms, and Roman is taking a shower while others are studying nervously.

"It never changed."

"He's here to live, isn't he?"

Roman is the least serious person in Shambhala's eyes, and he is not sharp or stressful in the room.

"It's a ...... nothing"

Roman is the one who makes Capital College his home, and he acts like home now.

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Roman behaved like a bored animal, scratching his ears and yawning, doing all the physical and mental relaxation movements, slowly drinking water and lying on the table in a daze.

It really made Shambhala's spectators laugh and cry.

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"I can see that he has a habit of not wearing a shirt in his room."

Behavioral psychology shows that Roman is not infected by the abnormal atmosphere of the unfamiliar environment, and he is quite relaxed at the moment.

I don't know, if Roman is told that the window is an illusion, the door can't be opened, or even the room is abnormally quiet, I don't know how he will react?

"This kid's back is really the same as the elite of the family."

Of course, the scars on Roman's back have long been carefully analyzed by Shambhala, who has nothing to do.

The scar on Roman's back is similar to the bone after bone hyperplasia, and because it has been cracked, it is tougher than the average individual.

"Have you read his physique test report, we must really want to take a closer look at what the specific carrier of their mana release is."

There is a column in the physical fitness test report, which is called the amount of mana reserves in the body.

This test involves a special device in which the participant is in contact with the transmitter with both hands and a suction cup attached to the body.

Ordinary students, even if their bodies have a large amount of mana, when they are released, they are slowly and gradually, and the disc pointer on the detection device will gradually increase the value.

Of course, this is the norm, and what makes Shambhala remember it is the process of Roman's release, which is simply not related to slowness.

After receiving the signal that Shambhala could start, Roman's disc hands turned to the summit at high speed and paused for a short time at the summit.

This means that, compared to students with the same magical powers, Roman's magic power output time is extremely short, and he can complete the warm-up in an instant and directly enter the state.

"I can only describe it as magical, with an apt analogy, normal people's blood vessels can only hold twice the flow rate of blood, while Roman and his family's blood flow rate is several times that of ordinary people, so the question is whether their blood vessels are several times the strength of ordinary people?"

This is an apt example from within Shambhala, and they can only use magic to describe the special constitution of certain monopolies within the family.

Magical body.

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Watching Roman lie down and squint his eyes, the Shambhalas sighed in their hearts, and Roman seemed to be about to fall asleep again.

They really didn't want to waste any more time on this "supernormal" student.

There is no point in watching a student wake up and fall asleep.

Just when Roman narrowed his eyes for a moment, Roman's brain activated, and after breaking free from the sleepiness of waking up and the obstacle of emptying his brain, Roman began to organize all the information he had just obtained.

He always felt that there should be a wind blowing in today, as he usually did, but not today.

When he unconsciously swept to the window and there was a wall, he guessed that today was not ordinary.

There was no wind, so quiet, it was a surprise today, Roman thought in his head.

Unless, it's a separate space so it's very quiet, the windows are fake, the wind doesn't exist, there's no natural light, so there's a head light.

To explain these anomalies, it may be Shambhala's ghost.

Roman rolled over, and the whole person found a comfortable position and curled up.

Since they are all separated, and the surroundings are so quiet, it is inevitable that there will be panic when they find themselves transferred, and none of the above speculations are aimed at a strange individual like Roman, but are emotions shared by the general public.

Excessive quiet, lack of natural light, isolation, and unfamiliar surroundings are all external factors that cause stress in an individual.

He always felt that Shambhala was putting pressure on his students, and that invisible pressure sometimes pushed people to the brink of collapse, and sometimes awakened people's potential.

Thinking about it, Roman fell asleep as expected.

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"Roman should have arranged for elimination."

"Of course, I've thought about what to do if a student can't find that tip board."

It is worth mentioning that Roman did not find the tip board.

Some students, like Roman, simply don't bother to dig deep into the remaining information in this room.

"Then the clock will begin, and thirty-two hours later, Roman vs. Tate."

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