Thank you Yunqi Qinggu for your great reward and like.

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Noisy crowds, crowded vehicles, and buses parked at the school gate got off and off a lot of people.

The university where the man named Kamijo Dangma attended, was much more lively today than yesterday.

The vehicles at the entrance were used to load the equipment and some props for setting up the stage, and the people who came from all over the country were the support staff who prepared the scene.

Most of them are made up of students, wearing uniform uniforms, who walk into the campus with what they need and follow the captain to their destination.

The day before the friendly match, it was supposed to be busy because the match was going to start tomorrow, but in fact, no one felt anxious, not only because of the fast work efficiency, but also because the stage was not gorgeous.

It's just a simple construction of the steel frame foundation and the tempered glass dome, and the haode control frame was originally prepared for adjustment through the underground, and Zuihou just checked it once.

The competition has not yet come out, but for now, it is certainly not an ordinary event.

Looking around, Natsume saw one side of the passage standing at the door and Mikoto Misaka on the other side, did you come to see the situation?

Listen to the upper article of the competition when Ma said,The superpowers of the school city have all been reported.,It's just up to them to participate or not.,The school just plays a role in conveying.。

Judging from the current situation, some of those with superpowers may participate, such as those who like to fight or desire to be strong.

It's really troublesome.

Natsume looked at Kamijo Dangma, who was forced to participate in the competition, with some sympathy, this guy has to raise Intix, which is indeed a chore.

Walking to the school with Shangjo Dangma, the reason why they came here was to help according to the instructions of Teacher Yueyong Xiaomeng, of course, Tuyumen and blue-haired earrings did not escape.

"If we run away now, we can go to the arcade on the street for three hours, what do you think?"

"If there's a woman there, I'll think about it, ah, I don't hate that kind of more manly girl, but it's a little hard to deal with. In the future, I will definitely be trampled by her bare feet~"

"Who's asking you, what do you two think?"

I PASS.

Uejo raised his hand when hemp.

"Teacher Yueyong has told us to come here, let's just do it, besides, isn't it beneficial? Summer homework can be postponed. ”

"It's a delay, but do you think an hour's delay will help?!"

Tu Yumen held his head and thought about how to solve his summer homework, and it seemed that their last study meeting ended in failure.

"That's right! Why don't we burn all the homework, let's just say that we accidentally burned it, how about it? ”

"That's a stupid idea."

Natsume gives her opinion.

"Then I accidentally used it as toilet paper?"

"You put your homework next to the toilet?"

"Then, then I accidentally folded him into a paper airplane and threw it out and hit my father's head, and was torn apart?"

"Are you a kid somewhere?!"

Hmm, damn it!

With his hands in his trouser pockets, he angrily kicked the empty jar on the ground, and the group began to move forward again.

On the playground in front of the school building, Natsume and the others met Tsukiyong-sensei who was squatting on the ground picking up jars.

"Oops, I accidentally drank and threw the jar on the floor."

It turned out that the empty can was the beer can that Teacher Yueyong had drunk.

This kind of look and beer, Natsume found it inexplicably funny.

"Teacher Yueyong, we've arrived."

"Huh?! Yes! Here, then come with me, the work you have to do is not complicated, just move all the lights removed from the car under the stage foundation, and then there will be special personnel to assemble them. ”

"I see!"

After saying that, Yue Yong Xiaomeng began to lower her head again to look for the jar she threw out, after drinking so much wine and still wandering around, is there really no problem?

However, Teacher Yueyong is small, and the amount of alcohol may be very large.

Thinking about inconsequential matters, Natsume came to the light bulb that had just been unloaded by the truck.

"That."

"Huh?"

A female classmate in uniform walked over, and Natsume looked up at her suspiciously.

"If you're moving things, please don't play with them, because they're fragile."

"Got it. What are you guys doing! ”

Seeing the blue-haired earrings with the light bulb on his chest, Natsume shouted to stop it.

"Don't be so serious, Haode, get to work! As long as you finish this, you can become the CEO, marry Bai Fumei, become a local tyrant, and enter the pinnacle of life! ”

"Where did you learn that?"

Shrugged helplessly, and began to lift the light bulb with Kamijo Danma and others.

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In the apartment arranged by the school city council, four people sat around a table full of various Chinese dishes, they looked at each other, and then picked up chopsticks and began to eat.

The young man, who tied his long black hair into a bundle and closed his left eye, pushed his monocle and looked at the city outside the floor-to-ceiling window

"Jihua is about to start, and the disguise of us coming in as a 'martial artist' is probably also discovered, but the high-level of the city doesn't look like it's moving."

"Isn't that a matter of course? Compared with provoking a fight, why wait and see what happens, the little girl thinks so. ”

Well, the young man whispered, picked up the beef in the bowl with his chopsticks and put it on the plate of the sweatshirt boy next to him.

Again, the sweatshirt boy tilted his head interestingly.

"Don't you Nangong family like to eat meat? In the past, you liked to eat meat, and the snowflake beef brought from the Far East was the best. ”

"It's not that I don't know that after that training, the blade has never eaten meat again. Even if you eat it, you will put one or two meat ginseng and a pound of rice into it. ”

That's right, the red-haired boy, named Jiugong Huirou, nodded yes.

The so-called training is indeed unforgettable.

If you want to live, you choose to kill, and if you are willing to stab your 'enemy' in the chest with a blade, you can get food called 'human flesh', and everyone has never forgotten the taste of that time.

Unlike the smell of children's meat, the meat of teenagers and girls has a slight taste of sour lemon, but the best part is the arms.

After finishing this very deformed recollection, Hui Patrol took off his sweatshirt outside and was still on the sofa, and the food here tasted more flavorful than in his own country, which was really unpleasant.

"Speaking of which, the sun * in the extreme east has Shinto, Onmyoji, and we are Taoist priests, but it is much weaker than the foreign Cross Sect, what about this weishenme?"

"Extensiveness."

After a short answer, a woman dressed in a silk garment tastes herbal tea served in ice water.

"Dragonfly sauce, I don't understand what I said so briefly."

"Don't call me that."

"It's too feudal, the British Puritanism, the Russian Orthodox Church, the Roman Orthodox Church, and the Cross Ten Protestant Church on our side, there will always be one that will fight with the Western Holy See, and then our side will have a high chance of failure, because everyone is not united at all."

Unlike Shintoism in the far east, the only advantage that Crucifixian Protestantism, which diverged from the Crucifixion, was a vast land area and believers who could act as a force of faith.

Either way, the most important thing is the leaders at the top, whose decisions will change the current situation.

Not very united? Clapping his hands in amusement, Yahwa played with his hair.

"It's true that it's not very united, and the blade prefers to follow the rules; Round-the-clock you like to wander around; The dragonfly is too scattered; And the little girl, needless to say. ”

Not casually, but simply in response, the dragonfly fell silent again.

There were four meals on the table, and after all four of them had eaten, they were going to start their own actions.

Before that, Nangong Blade, who put away the drama "The Tempest", even called the three people who were about to leave.

"If we don't ...... united"

Putting "The Tempest" in his arms, he continued

"Then it's better not to be united, just complete the setting of the four fixed points. I'm going to adjust the 'friendlies' so I can do what I want to do and then ...... Even if you die, it's your own business, how about it? ”

"Agreed! Now it's time to have fun! ”

"The little girl is fine!"

"Understood."

Very good, looking at the three people who left, the blade opened the book and continued to read.

This is a story about the revenge of a magician imprisoned on an isolated island.

Although it ended up being a comedy-like ending, it was too stupid in the eyes of the blade.

No, it should be too tragic.

This kind of ideal development does not exist in reality, and even this city with such advanced technology will probably be destroyed tomorrow.

Let's take a break, I went to the bathroom, washed my face, changed my clothes, and opened my left eye in the mirror.

That is, the left eye carved with a dragon pattern is as dark as the night sky in the light.

In the elevator, Hui Patrol, who was close to the position of the button, yawned.

"Is it okay to have Blade Gin alone in the house?"

"The little girl thinks there is no problem, not to mention that he is an adult."

"No, no, no, you're our boss in every way."

"Want to die once?"

"Not once, but sixteen!"

Hui Patrol touched his short red hair and put his hands in his pockets.

"Now is it time to investigate the scene?"

"YES, BUT IT'S NOT RIGHT, IT'S EVERYONE'S RESPONSIBILITY TO PLACE THE PROCEDURE IN A SPECIFIC LOCATION, SO IT'S NOT APPROPRIATE TO INVESTIGATE, AFTER ALL, THE SCOPE OF OUR RESPONSIBILITY IS DIFFERENT."

"I'll go to the east."

After saying that, the dragonfly pressed the button to open the door and stopped the elevator.

"Hey! Dragonfly sauce, this is the twelfth floor! ”

"It's okay, jump off."

"That's it, then zaijian."

Hui Cun closed the door, leaning boredly at the innermost end of the box, looking at the light overhead.

"I speak, will this jihua really succeed?"

"Weishenme asks the little girl?"

"Only you know best, isn't this an ancient technique? After a long time, you know at least something. ”

"I don't know, the Roman Orthodox side only provided the method of forming the technique, and the authority to launch it is in their hands."

"What, isn't this making us cannon fodder?"

"You're not going to die."

"I mean, after that technique succeeds!"

"Ah, that time."

Yehwa nodded

"The technique that can even turn gods into mortals and angels into the human realm and make everything work from the physical origin, Thelimitmoment of Sunday, is also very troublesome for us."