At nine o'clock the next morning, Zhou Xingxing came to the school gate wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, holding a transfer certificate in his hand, and an expression of wanting to eat.

Entering the school, Zhou Xingxing felt as if he had been hit by a thousand pounds of heavy burden, and it was already exhausting all his strength just to walk.

The mourning music that echoed faintly in his ears, he knew that it was the voice of the soul.

The somewhat bald director of discipline was already standing at the door, his eyes were sharp staring at Zhou Xingxing, holding a whip in his hand, ready to fight at any time.

Handing over the document, the director of discipline took a look, looked at Zhou Xingxing briefly, turned around and left.

Zhou Xingxing followed behind slowly.

There was a row of students squatting on the playground, holding their heads in their hands and half squatting, and a teacher next to them shouted loudly: "Tell you to be late for me again, and everyone will squat here for another half an hour, and no one is allowed to get up." ”

A group of students lined up in a neat phalanx, running with their legs raised, and the slogans shook the sky.

Seeing this, Zhou Xingxing's bad premonition became even stronger.

In the principal's room, the headmaster tore open the document with a smile and snorted: "From the garbage school to our aristocratic school, your family may have some ability." But I'm going to tell you, I'm the principal here, I'm the biggest in this school, and no matter what your family has to do with the board, don't mess with me here!

The last thing we can tolerate is the black sheep, do you know what I mean? ”

"Yes, sir...... Uh, Headmaster! ”

Zhou Xingxing subconsciously saluted, the principal's face darkened, and he hummed: "Don't make things happen to me!" Take him to the classroom! ”

The director of discipline gestured with the whip, "Follow me!" ”

Zhou Xingxing followed behind with his schoolbag.

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In the classroom, Qi Shan sat in the corner of the classroom in a school uniform, picking up the chattering teacher on the podium with the corner of his eye.

Ah Fei next to him had already slept like a pig's head, and his saliva flowed down the table.

The same is true of Aki in front, I don't know what these two people did last night.

However, it's not a good thing to want to know.

Qi Shan looked left and right, secretly surprised in his heart.

This kind of method of forcibly inserting into the plot is really amazing. Yesterday's school uniform was still a white shirt and black pants, but today it has become a suit and tie, which is obviously a bit more aristocratic.

Qi Shan has an amazing memory, and although he didn't deliberately observe his classmates, he also found that there were obviously a few more unfamiliar and familiar faces in the classroom.

There is no doubt that these people are all characters in the plot. The silence of the insertion is comparable to the substitution of existence in anime.

Qi Shan's throat moved lightly, and he didn't make a sound, but Zuo Zuo had already recognized what he said.

"Can we do this by this means?"

"Directly modifying information at the quantum level requires technology to reach a certain level, which cannot be done in a short period of time."

"Then does this represent the other party's golden finger, which is more powerful than the intelligence core?"

"There are different evolutionary directions, and there is no comparison. In terms of current combat effectiveness alone, our side has the advantage. However, it is undeniable that such a large area of modified information is indeed an anomalous reaction.

Based on the intensity of the xenogeneous energy detected last night, this is almost impossible, how can it be ......"

Before Zuo Zuo's words were finished, the director of discipline walked in with Zhou Xingxing, and the teacher on the podium ignored it, still teaching at a glance.

The director of discipline didn't speak, but just pointed at the empty position with the whip, and then pushed Zhou Xingxing.

When Zhou Xingxing sat down, the director of discipline made a gesture, and the teacher paused.

"This is a new classmate, called Zhou Xingxing, that's all! Let's go to class! ”

With a few words, the director turned to leave.

The moment he stepped out of the classroom, time stood still for a moment without warning, and then a transparent protective shield shrouded the back seats, and the students who had been sitting there disappeared directly, replaced by seven people of different shapes.

The teacher was still lecturing on the podium, and the students were sitting and staring at the blackboard, as if they were all distracted and concentrating on their studies.

Even Ah Fei and Ah Ki, who were asleep just now, changed their posture at some point, staring at the boss's dead fish eyes and staring at the blackboard.

If it weren't for the traces of saliva on the table, Qi Shan would almost doubt his memory.

He seemed to be the only exception in the entire classroom, still sitting loosely and exuding a lazy atmosphere.

At the same time, the alert from the intelligent core was once again received in my mind.

"Warning, the unknown has been detected, which perfectly matches the plot plane of "Truant Dragon", and the xenogeneous energy fluctuates violently, does it absorb space-time energy?"

Qi Shan nodded without hesitation: "Yes!" ”

I see, I see. I said how could there be so many unreasonable places in this, it turned out that two traversal monsters locked on to a target at the same time,

The corners of his eyes swept towards the shield, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly without leaving a trace.

It's kind of interesting!

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Inside the protective shield, seven people woke up one after another, and found that the environment they were in had suddenly changed, and they were all a little panicked.

Seven people, four men and three women, with different shapes, big and small, beautiful and ugly, from the perspective of demeanor and temperament, it is obviously not a life circle.

A woman was stunned for two seconds, screaming as if she had been by a strong woman, and the whole person shrank into a ball and hid at the edge of the shield.

This woman is very beautiful, with a standard Internet celebrity face, hot waves, and a light mature woman's outfit, with a panicked expression at this time, and tears in her eyes, she is really pitiful.

The other two women are much calmer, one has a wide body and is obviously older, especially like an aunt who farms in kung fu. I'm still stunned, and I don't seem to have reacted.

The other was fair-skinned, with a bit of momentum between his eyebrows, but he was much calmer, and when he saw that the clothes on his body were changed, he just frowned and didn't say anything.

Most of the time, he was quietly observing other people, his eyes changing darkly, as if he was thinking about something.

The four men have distinct characteristics, as if they were deliberately selected.

One is fat and one is thin, one is tall and one is short, one is vicious, one is kind, one is gentle, and one is savage. No matter which two people are together, they are a pair of antonyms.

Fierce-looking, the tall man was the first to react, and directly ripped off the tie around his neck, his expression extremely annoying. Finally, he took off his shoulder pads and threw them aside.

It can be seen that he is very impatient with this kind of upright clothing.

Flipping over the sleeves of his white shirt and pushing down his elbows, revealing the tattoo on his arm, the man looked left and right, and said, "Heh, although I don't know what's going on, it doesn't look like a prison anymore." Now tell me, who are you? Why are you with me? Where is this? ”