"Subei, you hide so deeply. ”

On the way back, Tian Xuanxuan held a black umbrella.

The dripping rain hit the umbrella and turned into a string of crystals, spilling behind him.

Subei was a little silent.

Now, Tian Xuanxuan is the person who has seen the most secrets of herself, how to face it?

"Teacher Tian, will you keep it a secret?"

He walked forward against the rain, a thin layer of light red ice covering his body, insulating the rain.

"Ice Elemental" and "Blood" rotate slowly, but they are only used to defend against rain.

No way, who told the villa to find only one umbrella.

"Of course, the teacher wants you to hide deeper. ”

Tian Xuanxuan bit her lip, and there was expectation in her apricot eyes, "Northern Jiangsu, the autumn water is high in juice... We need talent like you!"

Her meaning is obvious.

First of all, she will keep it a secret.

Secondly, Qiushui High School needs Northern Jiangsu to enter the provincial and national competitions, and become famous in the entire Xia country!

(Note: Due to the needs of river crabs, the name of the subsequent country was changed to "Xia Country", and the enemy country was changed to "Ugly Country")

Actually, she didn't have a sentence, "Su Province and Xia Guo also need talents like you." ”

"Heh, you have to cherish a talent like me. ”

Northern Jiangsu habitually exudes "arrogance", but in a blink of an eye, he thinks of the increasingly complex situation.

The situation in Suzhou City is changing, the ugly country, the "red" organization, the Zhang family, and unknown disasters...... Follow.

In front of a B-level powerhouse, he is just a weak chicken.

Not to mention the war in the East China Sea......

Those giant beasts, none of them can easily kill their own existence.

I'm really weak!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh lightly: "No matter how much you hide, there will always be depth!"

Such a crude depth can be seen at a glance.

I don't feel safe!

Tian Xuanxuan looked at him through the curtain woven by the rain, is this still the muddy and passable scumbag student she once taught?

This is probably my proudest student!

She sighed softly: "Subei, you have changed." ”

No one in this world will change, sooner or later.

......

Soon, return to the "Lower World" Hotel.

Su Bei regretted it a little, if he left Jane, he could go through the Dao server and explore more details.

It's a pity that it's too late to regret it.

Now, it has become a state of blackness.

Tian Xuanxuan contacted the basic police department and the education department overnight, hoping to investigate the spider bomb.

This kind of mild bomb body is positive and shaped like a spider, but it is very powerful, and once it forms a regional continuous explosion, its lethality is immeasurable.

Although the people from the Basic Police Department and the Education Department did not believe it, they still arranged for personnel to conduct the investigation.

However, these have nothing to do with being an ordinary student.

The black and red cards left by the "red" organization, Subei couldn't figure out the details, and didn't dare to carry them with him.

In case you are taken advantage of by the other party, it will be very dangerous to locate or monitor yourself through the card.

I thought about it for a while.

He simply took out the card, and the "blood-colored" power surged in his hand, intending to crush it to pieces.

Who knows, this card is extremely tough.

He repeatedly used the "blood color", "ice element" and other endowments, but he couldn't even damage it!

"Tick-"

At this time, the light and shadow on the card surface suddenly changed.

"Blood-colored power detected, identity verification Zheng"

"Verify Passed ......"

"This card has been detected to be blank. ”

"Try binding juice... The binding passes. ”

"Welcome to your visit, Phil Dillon. ”

A crisp electronic prompt sounded.

Su Bei first looked nervous, and then was stunned by a "Phil Dillon".

Why is this guy again?

Don't...... What other uses does this card have?

He carefully looked at the word "RED" on it, for fear that it would speak like the one Jane used to speak.

Did it mistake itself for Phil Dillon because it inherited the other party's "bloody" powers?

Subei came up with a bold idea.

He sat down in front of his laptop, plugged in his keyboard, and logged into the server.

Switch to the "戎" character directory.

Command: tail-f Subei

Outcome:

"At 22 o'clock on March 28, 2039, Subei looked through the crimson certificate of the 'red' organization and thought of a bold idea to explore the other party. ”

Su Bei looked at it, and it was really useful.

It turns out that this black and red card is called the Crimson Card.

The "tail" command means to scroll through the contents of the file in real time.

He scrutinized it, deliberately playing with it repeatedly.

Soon, a message refreshed on the screen.

"At 22 o'clock on March 28, 2039, Subei played with the crimson certificate in his hand, the material of the dark gold of the star was warm and comfortable, and the dark light of the red 'RED' contact character flowed. ”

Su Bei's eyes lit up, it turned out that this was called a contact character.

He thought of the blonde beauty named Jane, as if it was smeared with blood to activate, or try it himself?

The screen refreshes immediately after that:

"At 22 o'clock on March 28, 2039, Su Bei stabbed his finger with an ice edge, trying to wake up the guide of the 'red' organization through the contact character, which is really a dead thought. ”

Su Bei's fingers trembled, and he hurriedly sealed the blood.

It seems that this crimson card can identify blood.

He has passed the certification of "blood color", and once the blood mismatch is detected, I am afraid that he will instantly become a spy that the "red" organization urgently needs to eliminate.

But what does this crimson card do?

He subconsciously injected a trace of blood-colored power, and a thin light curtain suddenly popped out on the crimson card.

A line of crystal white transparent text floated on it.

Here is a string in English that reads:

"Welcome to the Order, Lord St. John. ”

Subei was a little dumbfounded, what's going on?

A sentence slowly popped up on the screen of the notebook:

"At 22 o'clock on March 28, 2039, Subei used the power of 'blood' to activate the crimson certificate and found the light-brain interface of the 'red' organization, but the welcome words on it puzzled him.

He turned his not yet fully civilized brain, thought about it, and suddenly realized that this crimson card was probably an invitation from the 'red' organization to St. John, but it seemed to be rejected by the other party. ”

Subei was a little confused, what had not yet been fully civilized, and what had suddenly come to his senses.

Could it be that the subconscious mind is feeding, but the thoughts have not yet reached the cerebral cortex?

The Tao understands itself faster than itself?

Thinking of this, I do seem to have a bit of a sudden realization.

He faced a few icons on the interface, a little worried, he wouldn't cause anything if he messed up, right?

The laptop screen continues to scroll:

"At 22 o'clock on March 28, 2039, a large number of 'tasks', 'communications', 'malls', and 'treasure houses' on the optical brain interface in northern Jiangsu were broadcast, and they didn't dare to start. His caution allowed him to escape. ”

Su Bei's hand trembled, and he hurriedly threw the crimson card on the table. Damn, so dangerous!

The optical brain interface lost the support of the "blood-colored" power, and disappeared in an instant, revealing an ordinary black and red card surface.

At this time, a line of handwriting suddenly appeared on the surface of the crimson card.

It's still in English: "Phil Dillon, you're not dead?"

Su Bei looked cautiously at the past, and there was another payment below: Russ Cage.

He instantly remembered Wu Yanjing who was killed by himself, no, it should be called Lars Cage, the traverser, and his eyes couldn't help but be blank

I didn't expect to meet this old acquaintance again so soon.

However, thinking of the prompt on the Dao server just now, he didn't dare to move, and he didn't know how to reply.

After two minutes, the handwriting slowly faded.

......

At this moment, a toad sits in a van and slowly drives into the desolate Taklamakan Desert.

Once the center of the ancient Silk Road, it is now a hall for adventurers and tourists.

The toad's body seemed to mutate and twist into a majestic appearance, looking majestic.

Crucially, it wears a pair of glasses with missing corners on its face.

A greeting emerged from the mirror.

But the person on the other side never replied.

Russ Cage was a little puzzled, could it be that Phil Dillon really didn't die?

And, instead of dying, he became a full member of the organization?

He resisted the urge to ask about the organization, thinking that perhaps this was a special and secret plan.

As the handwriting on the mirror faded, he looked up at the endless desert.

"Soon, it's almost to the base station in the desert. ”

He thought calmly, "Three years, three years later, this world will be destroyed." ”

......

The next day, it rained heavily.

The cold breeze made the students shiver, and they immediately remembered that they were already the base warriors.

Ordinary cold can't invade itself.

"Teacher, the liberal arts competition is over, and now it's a martial arts competition, but this is ...... Is it comparable?"

Han Xing, who was worried about the majority of students, asked.

Lian Jiazi glanced at him, like looking at a hillbilly: "Rare and strange, the cultural and sports center is 600,000 square meters, and it can't accommodate you one of you for one meter six?"

Han Xing immediately wilted a little, and sneered: "Teacher Lian, can we not tell the truth?"

"Hehe, does the truth hurt?"

Luo Hei leaned over and smiled.

Han Xing pressed his head and pushed it away: "Get out, laugh in a hundred steps and laugh in fifty steps!" Luo Hei, you are not tall!"

Luo Hei was unconvinced: "That's also six centimeters taller than you!"

At this time, Teacher Tian Xuanxuan came back from outside the hotel, carrying two large bags in her hands.

"Students, come and get an umbrella!"

The bag opened, revealing a delicate pencil umbrella.

The students were a little moved, this must have been Mr. Tian worried that everyone was in the rain, so he went out early in the morning to buy it.

"Don't talk about it, let's go. ”

Su Bei took the lead in receiving an umbrella and beckoned to everyone.

Tian Liang and Han Xing, two positive guys, hurriedly organized everyone to line up to receive it, and then went to the cultural and sports center.

Due to the change in atmosphere, three reception staff were arranged at the entrance of the cultural and sports center.

One by one, they guided each school into the internal martial arts arena, and there were already many spectators sitting in the stands.

Heavy rain didn't stop everyone's enthusiasm.

The exciting martial arts tournament is finally about to begin!

This martial arts competition is not as restrained and low-key as the liberal arts competition, but a battle of wits and courage, and fists to the flesh, which is the link that is really exciting.

Su Bei sat down on the waiting seat, and the master-level "metaphysics" intuition slowly worked, faintly uneasy.

He reached out and grabbed Han Xing and Luo Hei's mobile phones, and threw them three times in a row with the technique of throwing a basket.

Yin and yang change and draw hexagrams.

Display:

"The water wind well, the well is not built, and the bottle is not made. ”

"—Fierce. ”