The basic evaluation of the system made Wu Wei a little disappointed.

Although originally this demon was created more to create some different humanoid subordinates like vampires.

The first demon is not even named the same, it is directly named after the original demon.

This also shows a kind of expectation of Wu Wei.

Regarding the use of metamorphosis energy materials, Sarasso has already been determined by Wu Wu.

It's just that there is no visual deception.

That's not right, when alchemy was created, there was obviously a net in mind.

After that, 5 demons were created in a row, but the total amount of spiritual power consumed was less than the first one, and the name was only a demon, and the word original was not added.

Choose to summon, the primordial demon Sarasol.

A burst of black streamer flashed, and a tall and burly demon appeared in front of Wu Wei, knelt down on one knee, and then looked up at Wu Wei.

Its eyes were a pale reddish, and the faint blood vessels looked more like some kind of symbol in the eyes that seemed a little confused.

"Lord, I feel that my physical limits are about to be broken, and I hope that the Lord will allow me to move freely. ”

Before Wu Wei could speak, it spoke on its own.

Is it possible to reach a critical point by yourself without having to spend a lot of energy materials?

Wu Wei thought for a moment and said, "Nothing else, but you are a little conspicuous like this." ”

Sarasol understood what Wu Wei was referring to.

The wings behind him were tightly folded and clinging to the back like cartilage.

Then a wave of black fine lines emerged from the body.

This fluctuation quickly covered his whole body, and in less than three seconds, a handsome strong man with black hair and black eyes and a strong physique appeared in front of Wu Wei.

And he was wearing a suit.

Wu Wuke hadn't provided clothes to it before, so obviously this set of clothes was not real.

But the Sarasso's show wasn't over yet.

At this point, it walked towards a shadow again, which was cast by the large tree illuminated by the light wheel dandelion.

As its feet stepped into the shadows, its entire body faded away.

Although Wu Wei can understand through perception and the system that Salasso is actually still in the shadows, this visual effect is indeed a bunker.

Then what is the opinion, it will soon be dark, and then it will not be the same as stealth.

Directly facing the shadow, it agreed to its request.

"Very well, go ahead. ”

。。。

Wang Shenyu is a freshman in his third year of high school.

There are no illustrious families, no top grades.

The parents at home often quarrel, and often compare other people's children with him.

Sometimes he will express his high hopes for him bluntly and obviously, and sometimes he will scold him for hating iron and steel.

Especially after the third year of high school, even when I see my relatives and elders, the first greeting is grades.

Seven days a week, five and a half days to live on campus, and one and a half days to go home for the holidays.

The half-day on Saturday was the extra time for the school to repeatedly warn the students that it was their "own request and voluntary tutoring".

Students have long been numb to this, and it is the same from elementary school to high school anyway.

Wang Shenyu only went to a second-rate high school, which could not reach the threshold of a key middle school.

The undergraduate admission rate of an ordinary class is less than 20%, which means that the top 10 grades in the class are required to be admitted to the undergraduate program.

As for him, he has been hovering in the 30~20s, facing more and more test papers, and his heart is becoming more and more irritable.

Wang Shenyu is not an ambitious person, and he has no motivation to catch up within 1 year.

Some people want to escape, just want to find a college to learn technology in the future, anyway, now everywhere is saying that undergraduate is not as good as dogs, but these are just self-deception.

The depressed and hesitant study life is day after day.

What he likes most now is to sneak a novel in his free time or during self-study classes, and occasionally sneak out of school with a few good classmates to surf the Internet all night at an Internet café outside.

They also often get together to satirize exam-oriented education, satirize the pressure of students, and satirize the society's excessive emphasis on the college entrance examination.

If someone takes a day off and doesn't come to school, their own actions will definitely be buried in a pile of exercises and mock papers.

Students like this kind of escapism are found in every school, and even more so in their schools.

Today is Friday, and tomorrow will be Saturday again.

While there will be four more annoying classes on Saturday morning, many students will also take it easy on this day.

In the last class of the evening self-study, several students sitting together in the back row made eye gestures to each other.

Several people, including Wang Shenyu, made an OK gesture that everyone understands.

The school cafeteria will open several windows from 8:30 p.m. to 9:30 p.m., selling fried rice and fried noodles and tenderloin to prevent students from getting too hungry after self-study.

A few people went to the open windows of the cafeteria to pack a fried rice each, and then hurried to the direction of the dormitory building.

But instead of going into their dormitory, they made a circle to the edge of the school's fence.

On the iron railing behind a greenery, one of the railings has been artificially broken, leaving a hole for people to drill through.

Just get out and walk down the trail for a few minutes to the two internet cafes at the back of the school.

Boarding students can always save some money from their weekly living expenses, and a few of them like to take one day a week to go out all night, and they all say hello to their dormitory mates, and they will deal with the rounds.

Today, they also arrived at the door of the two Internet cafes so smoothly.

There's a barbecue stand that opens every night, and there are exactly seven or eight people waiting for the barbecue.

In the shadows not far away, the primordial demon Saraso stared at these people with interest, and its afterglow always stayed on Wang Shenyu, intentionally or unintentionally.

Nothing special happened, Wang Shenyu and his classmates entered the Internet café, and several people who bought barbecue also entered the same Internet café after buying it.

It's just that the last man carrying a box of roasted eggplants suddenly paused before entering the Internet café, stunned for two cents, and then seemed to suddenly come back to his senses, shook his head and muttered a few words, and also entered the Internet café.

"Headshots... Yay!

Wang Shenyu and several classmates are playing the FPS online game Call of Duty and have just won a game.

"Yo, how many skills can I have, let's fight a game?"

The man who had just entered the Internet café last saw Wang Shenyu's game and thought about comparison.

In the game, it is Wang Shenyu's rare self-confidence field, and he agreed unceremoniously.

"Okay, if you can destroy half of us, you will win!"

"Snort. . . ”

The man laughed, didn't say anything more, and beckoned his companion to log in with him.