Early the next morning, Qi Ling dressed up and shouted Mo Han from his sleep: "Today is the time for the college to assign tasks this semester, and everyone must return to their respective classes to accept the tasks. ”

There are two exams a year in the Magic Capital Academy, and after each exam, the teachers and students in the academy have a month off. Mo Han has been in the Demon Capital for half a year unconsciously, and he will also take this exam. For newcomers, the first semi-annual exam will determine their stay at the Magic Capital Academy. If the newcomer fails to pass the first exam, he will be directly persuaded to leave the magic capital. After this rookie exam, every year the demon will decide whether the student will be promoted or continue to study in the first grade according to the credits obtained by the student in the two exams of the year.

Mo Han also clearly knew from Qi Ling's mouth that the demon capital had three lines for the assessment of students: first, if they did not reach the Jindan stage at the age of 20, they would be forcibly persuaded to quit; second, if they reached the Jindan stage, they could graduate at any time if they did not reach the age of 20, but if they did not pass the inner court examination at the age of 20, they would be forced to graduate; third, all students must complete the examination prescribed by the college every year to obtain credits, and if they did not complete the credits for two consecutive years, they would be forcibly discouraged.

Today is the only day that the magic capital will issue credit exam tasks, and all other tasks after today cannot be exchanged for credits, only points. Of course, the people who make credits in the magic capital are not rigid people, and they must be able to exchange points for credits in consideration of special circumstances, but this conversion method makes everyone shudder: one million points can be exchanged for one credit.

Shan Gushan Lonely Mountain Terrace is as deserted as ever.

Sha Yuwei, the head of the courtyard, is an iceberg beauty, and no one wants to offend her. She is not only cold and rigorous, but also ruthless, and has a nickname called Violent Beauty in the Demon Capital Academy.

Of course, this is only a small part of the reason, mainly because the three realms of Dan, Instrument, and Array all require people with corresponding talents to be able to cultivate Dacheng, otherwise cultivating these three realms is just a waste of time. Therefore, many people take most of the courses of these three colleges as electives, and a little knowledge of the surface is enough. As a result, today, when the college issues credit tasks, Gushantai is particularly deserted.

Mo Han actually came here for the first time, and Sha Yuwei gave them a sentence of "just learn by yourself, don't bother me if you have nothing to do", and of course Sha Yuwei didn't give them any lessons.

Looking at the spectacular but deserted teaching building towering over the huge square of Gushan Terrace, Mo Han took a deep breath, puffed up his chest and walked forward.

"Where are you going?" Qi Ling asked leisurely as he stood behind Mo Han with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth. After half a year of getting along, Qi Ling had already discovered that Mo Han didn't know anything about anything other than the huge book knowledge in his mind and superb killing skills.

Mo Han turned around: "Didn't you say that you want to go to your respective class to get the task, isn't our classroom in this building?"

Many times, Qi Ling wondered if Mo Han was a dead soldier or killer specially cultivated by a certain sect or a certain royal family before. In his cognition, only such a person will have such a performance as Mo Han. But how could Mo Han be a dead soldier or a killer at such a young age. Besides, if Mo Han was a dead soldier or a killer, how could he have the opportunity to come to the Demon Capital.

Qi Ling shook his head, put this unrealistic idea behind him, and pointed to a low and inconspicuous room next to the teaching building in front of him: "Our classroom is there, not on the teaching building. ”

Mo Han looked incredulous, the humble room was in tatters, the paint on the walls had long since fallen, a wooden door swayed slightly in the wind, and the roof was made of a few unknown pieces of wood, as if it would collapse at any moment.

Qi Ling saw that Mo Han was about to speak, and hurriedly covered his mouth, "That's Sister Yuwei's office, don't look at it as old, it's an old man, a sleeping lion, don't underestimate it."

In front of the dilapidated house, there were already two children about the same size as Qi Ling standing obediently, and when they heard Qi Ling's introduction to the small house, they both held back a bad smile, but they didn't dare to laugh out loud.

Qi Ling came to the front of the house, swept away his usual naughtiness, looked serious, put his hands at his side, like the other two, standing obediently, and did not come out of the atmosphere.

The other two children Mo Han also know, namely the little fat man Wei Su and Xiao Ning in a princess dress.

"Ah, you two are also students of Teacher Sha, isn't that right, why don't you go in?"

As soon as Mo Han spoke, he saw Qi Ling make a wicked grimace at him, and the little fat men Wei Su and Xiao Ning were also startled by Mo Han's words, and continued to laugh wickedly and immediately ran to the side.

With a creak, the wooden door of the room was pushed open from the inside, and Sha Yuwei's delicate face met Mo Han's eyelids. Mo Han chuckled in his heart, and suddenly remembered that when he woke up from God's curse, "Sha Yuwei told him to call her sister": "Sister Yuwei, I." ”

It's a pity that it was too late, with a loud bang, Sha Yuwei picked up Mo Han's body and threw it towards the ground.

When the dust settled, Mo Han stood up from the ground with grinning teeth, no longer daring to speak, put his hands on his sides, lowered his head, and stood obediently, like a child who had made a mistake.

Sha Yuwei glanced at Mo Han, turned her head to look at Qi Ling and the others, and showed a smile: "If you three want to laugh, laugh out, how uncomfortable it is."

The three of them, whose faces were flushed, finally burst out laughing with Sha Yuwei's permission. But before they finished laughing, they saw Mo Han, who was a good child next to them, squeezed his eyes at the three of them, and looked teasing.

Bang, bang, bang, three more loud bangs came from the ground.

"Well, this is the credit task of the four of you this time, take the name tag and go to the Journey Pavilion to get it. Sha Yuwei threw down a note, turned around and returned to the wooden house, no longer caring for the four of them.

Located on the mountainside of Shan Gu Mountain, the Journey Pavilion is a place where various quests are issued. Although the credit tasks twice a year are distributed and arranged by the teachers who lead each class, in order to avoid the unreasonable credit tasks assigned to the students by the teachers, the final place to receive the tasks is still in the Journey Pavilion.

The credit tasks of the magic capital are divided into levels 1 to 10, and the first to tenth levels correspond to 10 to 100 points respectively, and every year students must take 100 points to successfully carry out subsequent studies.

The four of Mo Han came to the Journey Pavilion to be overcrowded, whether they were practicing outside or cultivating in the academy, they would all return to the academy today. Because the credits not only ensure their qualifications to study smoothly in the magic capital, but also can be exchanged for many things that they can't usually exchange.

"Brother Ling, you're here. A little guy standing at the door saw Mo Han and the four of them coming in, and immediately ran over, as if he was flattering and asked Qi Ling.

Qi Ling casually threw out a yuan stone, and didn't look at the little guy: "Have we all taken our places?"

The little guy took the Yuanshi and nodded more and more: "Brother Ling's explanation, how dare we not do our best, Brother Ling will come with me." ”

The huge Journey Pavilion is divided into several large sections, which are placed in different mission windows according to different mission types. The credit task window is placed opposite the main gate of the Journey Pavilion.

At this time, there was a long queue at the credit task window, all of which were students who were waiting to receive the task. The windows of other missions are a little deserted, and there are many people like Mo Han and the four, as soon as they enter the gate of the Journey Pavilion, a small servant will come forward and lead them to the front of the team.

"Yo, isn't this Qi Ling, the prince of the Purple Qi Kingdom? I heard that he still wets the bed last year. ”

As soon as Mo Han and the four of them approached, a strange voice of yin and yang came from the side, and when they turned their heads to look, Yin Tianyou was pointing and commenting on Qi Ling with a group of his subordinates.

"Where did the flies come from so noisy. Qi Ling didn't even look at Yin Tianyou, followed behind the little guy, and walked forward. It's just that his hands are in the direction of Yin Tianyou, and he snaps as if he is hitting a fly.

Yin Tianyou's little face was flushed, and he was about to scold angrily, when he met Mo Han's clear eyes, a frightened spirit, as if a gust of wind rose from his back, "Threatening the fate of a killer, do you know what it is? One morning, lying on the bed, you will not feel any pain, so you will separate your head and leave this wonderful world quietly." ”

It wasn't until Mo Han and the others walked away that Yin Tianyou woke up from the nightmarish words, full of anger and nowhere to vent, and kicked on his follower Zhou Yehua: "Waste." ”

When he came to the front of the task window, Mo Han's clenched hands let go slightly, looking at the huge stone standing in front of him to distribute the task.

"Next. "There was a dazed old man sitting next to the quest stone, shouting next, next. Mo Han really doubted that this old man would hit the table in front of him in the next second.

"Let's go, it's our turn. Xiao Ning gently tugged on Mo Han's shirt and walked towards the task stone.

Placing the task card and name tag given by Sha Yuwei on the task stone, a crimson light suddenly bloomed from the task stone, reflecting the entire Journey Pavilion hall a little low.

The groggy old man was also startled by the crimson light, slammed his head on the table, and immediately jumped up from his chair. The other students who were receiving the task were also attracted by the crimson light, and there were all kinds of glances, including shock, ridicule, and sympathy.

Qi Ling, Wei Su, and Xiao Ning looked at the crimson light, their little faces were bitter together, only Mo Han didn't know what was going on, and looked at the task displayed on the task stone with an inexplicable face: stealing dragon eggs.

The old man guarding the task stone, looking at the cultivation of the four Mo Han on the spiritual observation plate, three Bigu period and one contemplation period, was about to speak, but he saw the blood-colored mandala ban emblem on the chest of the four people, and swallowed the words that were about to be spoken, and reluctantly muttered, "This crazy girl is going to play the rhythm of these four children."