"I'm so stupid, really!"

In front of the gate of the university, Zhang Fan sat on the steps of the door, with a helpless face. At this time, it was just seven o'clock in the morning, and the entrance of the university was already crowded. The students who came and went all cast strange and disdainful glances at Zhang Fan.

But Zhang Fan didn't care, he didn't have time to care, and he didn't care about it. Will you change your outfit because of the goblin's gaze?

Besides, he has something more important to do now.

"I must have left the picture somewhere Stark, it must be, you see, I don't have it in my inventory

Whatever!"

"Okay, okay, if you don't, you won't have it, and you won't give it anymore. Zhang Fan, who was defeated by the cruel reality, reluctantly accepted the fact that he was a shabi.

Looking around, the students were still coming and going, and Zhang Fan took the initiative to stimulate the fluctuation of killing intent. The chilling killing intent slashed across the index finger like a blade, leaving it with a tiny scratch. Before the wound healed, he quickly squeezed out a drop of blood and bounced into the air, the red blood continued to flow, and finally formed a magic circle the size of a little thumb and soaked into Zhang Fan's body.

The magic circle entered the body, and the strange eyes around him suddenly disappeared without a trace, to be precise, it should be subconsciously ignoring Zhang Fan's existence.

The things in the Holy of Holies are pretty good.

Muttering, Zhang Fan felt the mark he had left behind, stretched out his hand, and a palm-wide crack appeared in mid-air. After throwing the photo of the little spider into it and making sure that it teleported to Stark's side, Zhang Fan disarmed the magic circle.

The seeds have been planted, and Stark and the little spider don't have to worry about it for the time being, and they can't take care of it. After all, this kind of thing still needs professionals to do it.

So what should he do now? Zhang Fan suddenly found that he didn't seem to have anything to do?

It seems to be a bit difficult to find a dance troupe, although he has a sense of killing intent for about one kilometer and a sense of killing intent for two and a half kilometers (Note 1). But it is really difficult to find a few people from the vast sea of people, and they don't know their exact faces yet.

For Lao Wan, he has some ideas. But it's just an idea. Whether the turmoil generated by the era of national mutants will touch the nerves of those big guys, he is not sure. The attitude of the dead bald head who had been staring at him had never been clear.

Moreover, the variables of doing so are too great, and once carried out, it will inevitably cause a new round of reshuffle. When the time comes, if the interests are unevenly distributed, and there is no unanimous enemy to divert contradictions, I am afraid that the whole society will be torn apart.

The time is not ripe, don't think about it for the time being!

Labeling the idea and burying it in the depths of his mind, Zhang Fan considered the possibility of going back and continuing to survive.

After careful analysis, he found that it didn't seem to make any sense, and the benefits from continuing to survive were still very low.

This time, it was because all aspects were in a bottleneck that they took the risk of finding a fresh and powerful soul sacrifice to communicate with the other three. As a result, Mao didn't even catch a single one, and almost explained it.

As soon as he thought of the scene that was completely different from the horror in his memory, and even the sky was overturned, Zhang Fan's heart burst out.

Devil May Cry doesn't have to count on it, and I don't dare to count on it. Furious battles are not directly taken into account, and the rest are assura and sword souls. But these two are also stuck in a bottleneck at the same time, and they are different from the bottleneck of Devil May Cry - as long as Devil May Cry is bold, lucky, and a little willpower, you can completely establish contact with Devil May Cry, and then Devil May Cry gives a fear aura, and the next coordinates, this sleep will be successfully completed.

But Asura is different from Sword Soul, both need to rely on themselves.

The precursor to the awakening of the asura is to comprehend the eye of the mind, and what the eye of the mind is, there is no clear answer in memory. Anyway, it is necessary to work hard to improve the perception of fluctuations, the perception of affinity fluctuations, and finally the qualitative change caused by quantitative changes.

This thing is a water mill kung fu, can't be in a hurry!

Speaking of sword souls, the kung fu of the water mill is even worse than that of Asura. The extreme of the sword and the extreme of the will, neither of them can be achieved overnight. Maybe it's a little better, and finding a girl to kill her sister is also a way, but the problem is that this emotional investment can only meet the standard. Will he be unable to extricate himself after meeting the standard?

The risk is too great, the benefits are unknown!

Rationally, the bottleneck is still the bottleneck, and there is still nothing to do.

Forget it, it's time to give yourself a vacation.

Thinking so, another school bus drove up, and as soon as the door opened, a large group of students rushed down, including Parker.

As soon as he got out of the car, Parker saw Zhang Fan sitting on the steps, and ran over in a hurry.

"Hey, why are you here? Are you a student at our school too?" Parker looked excited, if the two were really in the same school, his troubles would undoubtedly be much less.

"Not really. ”

"Oh. ”

"Hey, Parker, is this your friend? A somewhat flirtatious voice sounded from behind Parker, who was obviously a Chinese face, but the first impression was that of a little ruffian.

Zhang Fan asked, "Is this your friend?"

"Of course, Parker and I are best friends, aren't we?"

"Well, sort of. Parker said with some embarrassment.

In the face of the kindness released by Johnson, who constantly bullied him in the past, Parker accepted Johnson's kindness after experiencing discomfort. And after the relationship between the two was pulled in, Parker also felt a different friendship from Johnson's side than with Harry Osborne. Eat together, play basketball together, go to the toilet together, work together at a pizzeria, secretly drink on the rooftop together, and then discuss the prettiest girls in each class. It's a feeling Parker never dared to imagine before!

"Hey, what do you mean, what do you mean?" Johnson didn't do it, his thick arms wrapped directly around Parker's neck, "You made it clear to me." ”

"Ahem, you let me go, let go!"

"You explain it to me first!"

"You let go first!"

......

"Very happy!" Zhang Fan sighed.

"No, I didn't. ”

"No, I didn't. ”

"Heh," ignoring the two honest guys, Zhang Fan continued, "I helped you find a teacher, if nothing else, Stark should come to contact you in a few days." ”

"Stark, the richest man in the world?" Johnson suddenly came back to his senses, looking incredulous.

"Stark Industries, won't you?"

"How could Stark Industries recruit a group of students like us who have just entered college. ”

"It's definitely a joke. ”

......

A group of people were talking