Chapter 135 Opening Ceremony
When Sun ruthlessly squatted on the roof, he remembered what happened last year.
He raised his head, and in mid-air, flying machines kept landing in front of the castle, and about forty freshmen who had enrolled this year had finally begun to step into this strange place.
And the college, as always, is quiet and peaceful. The city wall that was damaged two months ago has been repaired, the blood in the forest has disappeared, only the public cemetery of the academy has one more tombstone of Qi Huan, and in the medical room of the academy, there is a girl who is frozen.
Other than that, it's business as usual.
Few people knew what happened that night, and the second-year classmates who were also ruthlessly ambushed on the roof with Sun were the only ones who participated in the battle that night. The rest of the people will even ask him where Zhang Lingqiu went.
"I'm on a mission." Sun Wuru was a little hesitant, Chang Qingfeng glanced at him and nodded.
Finally, the first student walked into the banquet hall. They look so curious and naΓ―ve, much like last year.
He had already found out the information of this year's students through his own authority, and to his surprise, there were actually four S-class students. Last year, he and Qin Chu'an checked the previous data, and among the previous students, there were generally at most two S-level students.
Now, more and more.
"Don't ask me." "Kars" voice sounded in Sun Wuru's mind: "I am not responsible for the admission of the Tius Academy, I select the people who are most likely to awaken the gift from the database of the entire federation, and then the specific list is handed over to the government to draw up." β
"If that's the case, can't you go through the back door?" Sun Wuru didn't know that Cheng Qingming had tried to get Qi Huan into the academy, but there was such a possibility, so he couldn't help but suspect it.
"It may be possible to have a good relationship with the president, but no one has tried. Moreover, the students who come in have nothing to do with the government. Qin Chu'an's father is indeed a parliamentarian, but there is no doubt that his son is far better than him. The government has not chosen the wrong person, and even if it goes through the back door, it will not affect the final result. β
"But can you explain the question of bloodline?" There was still half an hour before the departure ceremony, and Sun Wuru had plenty of time to argue with "Kars": "Four S-class students, three of them have D-level bloodlines, and these people couldn't even enter the door of the capital. β
"The bloodline rating is related to personality, but in reality, the probability of a gift is indeed higher in the D-class bloodline at the moment."
"Why?"
"Mood swings." Kars repeated what his "friend" had told him before: "The division of bloodlines was originally to select the most suitable people to survive in this data society, and only the calmest people could be qualified for the position of law enforcers, because they have a lot of indicators to cooperate with my analysis, and if they are not rational enough, it is easy to make mistakes." But in fact, the Federation is currently discovering more people in the D-class bloodline who may inspire the gift. Taking Zhang Lingqiu as an example, when using the gift, she will have obvious mood swings, which can affect the use of the gift more. Her performance that night almost surpassed Zhang Xiaoxiao's level. β
"You mean, the strength of the gift is likely to be related to emotions?"
"The soul and body are inseparable as a whole, and many mental illnesses and physiological changes are closely related, and the secretion of hormones affects your brain activity, and then also affects the use of your gifts." Kars said, "But in a way, it would be very inefficient to use the gift if you were not sensible. Just like Wang Qingye's telekinesis, controlling hundreds of blades requires extremely strong concentration, of course he can use telekinesis to overturn a wall, but if he wants to prick a pinhole in it, he needs to analyze it calmly. In this regard, people of S-level bloodline are indeed suitable for using gifts, such as Zhang Xiaoxiao, Wang Qingye and the like. β
"The government knows about this." Sun ruthlessly looked at the banquet hall that was gradually filled, this time the four S-class students didn't know each other, one occupied a position, and felt that the atmosphere was a little tense.
"Yes." "Kars" understood what he was thinking.
"Got it." Sun nodded ruthlessly and moved his wrist.
The banquet hall below is a bit noisy.
Because there were no four teachers coming to the town today, it was almost the appointed time, and there was no one else in the banquet hall except for the forty freshmen, as well as dozens of second-year students lying on the roof.
This caused the ignorant freshmen to start talking to each other, and even the bold ones stood up and tried to glance at the corridor behind the hall.
Minutes and seconds passed, and there were less than thirty seconds left before the time stated in the notice.
"What's going on? Not a single one? A grumpy boy stood up, pushed away the classmate who was looking at the corridor, strode around the corridor, looked out the window, and was still nowhere to be seen.
The twenty-first S-level student, Xia Lei, whose father was a federal parliamentarian, is also one of several wealthy sons and daughters in the capital.
Countdown to ten seconds.
A girl sitting in the other corner glanced at him, a look of contempt and disdain on her face. She had already changed into the college uniform early, but did some makeovers of her own, revealing her charming collarbones and fair thighs. The dress is not temperamental, but it reveals a rustic taste in the hairstyle and makeup, and the eyebrows are a little messy, which is obviously repaired by himself.
Xia Lei looked at her and immediately frowned.
Countdown to five seconds.
He strode over, bringing up momentum to suppress the other freshmen along the road, the girl was obviously a little frightened, but her head was held high, and she still refused to lower it.
"You're ......"
"Hey." At this moment, a voice appeared between the two, with a cheerful and lively voice, as well as a magnetic voice unique to a middle-aged man: "Private fighting is forbidden in the academy. But after the opening ceremony, you can compete. β
Sun ruthlessly looked at the time, just right.
He really didn't expect the people who came, but since they came, it was enough.
The fiery red robe, the shallow crow's feet at the corners of the eyes, and the right arm are a little thin, but as long as they appear in the field, everyone's eyes will be drawn to it.
Principal, Lin Wei.
No one could see how he was here, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, the red jumped into their field of vision.
"Everybody's tired." Lin Wei motioned for Xia Lei to return to his seat and stood on the lecture seat. This time, he personally presided over the opening ceremony, so naturally there was no need for other teachers: "The college has prepared a little heart for everyone, everyone should relax first." β
Lin Wei smiled and snapped his fingers. Dozens of small white robots, all holding delicious food and drinks in their hands, suddenly poured into the banquet hall and placed them on the tables of the freshmen.
The atmosphere slowly eased, and Lin Wei's kindness infected the new students, making them feel that Tius Academy was really a paradise on earth. In particular, many people from remote areas have brought in food that they have not even seen in the virtual world.
For a moment, there was laughter, mixed with the headmaster's slurred speech.
I don't know why, but I'm happy.
Not bad. Lin Wei also smiled and nodded.
So Sun Ruthless's bracelet received the message that the mission had begun.
You're so sassy. Sun ruthlessly rolled his eyes and took the lead in jumping down.
The sharp knife in his hand interrupted this seemingly cheerful party.
The wound must not be too deep, not fatal, and not incapacitating. This is simply easy for Sun Wuru, whose physical fitness is close to level six.
The first scream brought Sun Wuru back to the familiar atmosphere of panic, last year, it was also such a group of seniors who jumped from the roof and went on a killing spree.
Slaps in the face, broken bones, stabbing wounds, exhausted all means, just to bring them deeper fear.
And Lin Wei's foreshadowing brought them a greater contrast, what they had just eaten in their stomachs spit out in a blink of an eye.
Heaven and hell are just a fine line away.
But at least, there are still people who know how to resist.
The four S-class freshmen did not let down their guard, not only to the academy, but also to each other.
So when the black shadow jumped down, they jumped out of their positions as soon as possible, picked up their stools, and some picked up the knives and forks on the table.
Lin Wei prepared very carefully, including these sharp table knives.
But no matter how much the freshmen resisted, they couldn't defeat the first person who jumped off the roof.
With precise timing, ghostly angles, and the power to completely crush them, all the freshmen who fought him were carried out of the banquet hall.
There is a federal brain in his mind, and he can stab you eighteen times even to be judged as a minor injury.
But there are also students who have been stabbed more than a dozen times and refuse to give up resisting.
"S-class student, Lin Qionglu, D-class blood, parents have been admitted to the capital. The personality is a little perverse, it may be a rebellious period, very similar to Lu Yue. β
"I see." Sun ruthlessly touched his head smashed by a stool, he had never seen a girl who could pick up a stool and smash it on the other party's head at the moment when she was stabbed into her body with a sharp knife. Her strength is not strong, but this kind of ruthlessness, smashing Sun Wuru is a little blind.
At this moment, Lin Wei appeared beside Lin Qionglu, smiling, like a waiter, bending down and handing her a pistol.
"Hey!" Sun Wuru just wore a mask, and other than that, there was no protection.
"Come on." Lin Wei disappeared into thin air again.
Times are different, and now pistols can be equipped with intelligent aiming systems. In Sun's ruthless eyes, it means that the probability of his death is actually steadily rising.
The first thing Lin Qionglu, who got the pistol, did was to decisively distance herself from Sun Wuru.
But the difference in strength determines the actual distance between the two.
In the next second, Lin Qionglu's muzzle was against Sun Ruthless's shoulder, and her fingers pressed on the trigger.
But Sun's ruthless sharp knife had pierced her heart.
"Ahem." The air squeezed her lungs, causing Lin Qionglu to let out a painful moan.
"You've lost." Sun's ruthless voice was calm.
But to his surprise, Lin Qionglu's expression did not change at all, she held her head high and looked at the eyes behind the mask.
Then, the trigger was pulled.
The bullet pierced Sun's relentless shoulder, tearing out a bloody hole the size of the bowl, and even if he was as tough as him, he couldn't help but frown.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Qionglu stretched out her hand with great difficulty and took off the simple mask.
The two looked at each other.
"Senior...... Ahem, I can tell...... Your name? Blood was slowly oozing from the corners of her mouth, and the stretcher was already behind her, requiring immediate treatment.
"Wait until you win." Sun ruthlessly let go of the hand holding the knife, and he couldn't pull out the knife at this time, otherwise his heart would be irreparably damaged.
So this gave the girl one last respite.
The entire banquet hall seemed to feel her power.
A year ago, something similar happened here.
At that time, the girl refused to kneel.
Now, the girl is reluctant to throw in the towel.
The top of everyone's heads, as if a pair of big hands slapped suddenly, an inexplicable force enveloped the field, Sun Wuru's knees were weak, but he didn't hold it, and knelt down on one knee towards the girl.
"I'll never lose." Lin Qionglu bit this sentence word by word, and then completely lost her strength and fainted.
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