Tuesday Ke, as one of the mentors of the Assassin Department, has the biggest trouble that her breasts are too big, because of the Assassins, this will affect her neat use of skills, so every morning before going out, she will wrap a few pieces of cloth vigorously, her goal is to become a king-level assassin, not to use her breasts to attract those hateful men.

But today Tuesday Ke has a new trouble, she looked at Zhou Bo who was lying down and sleeping loudly, and suddenly felt angry, is it me Tuesday Ke can't hold the knife or this classmate You are floating, this is only the first day of class, you are sleeping so blatantly.

After Wang Ming inquired about which class Zhou Bo was in yesterday, especially after learning that Zhou Bo's tutor was actually the beautiful assassin Zhou Ke, who was coveted by all the men in the school, he specially went to his uncle who was the teaching director and asked him to transfer himself to Zhou Ke's class.

At this time, he saw Zhou Ke staring at Zhou Bo who was sleeping, his eyes seemed to be about to breathe fire, and he immediately stood up with a sneer: "Teacher Zhou, this guy who is sleeping is called Zhou Bo, his strength is vulnerable, and he relied on a few of his very powerful teammates to bring him up." ”

Tuesday Ke usually hates the most is those children of the family who don't learn and don't know how to do it, but they rely on their teammates to bring their ranks, at this time when they heard Wang Ming's small report, they couldn't bear it anymore, came to Zhou Bo's side, and yelled: "Zhou Bo!!"

After that, he seemed to feel that he was too unladylike, so he hurriedly tidied up his manners.

Zhou Bo didn't sleep well, mainly because the sleeping position on his stomach in the classroom was too uncomfortable, and the first day of skipping class was not very good, he seemed to hear someone calling himself in a daze, Zhou Bo didn't care, he basically didn't sleep last night, it took a lot of perseverance to get up in the morning, and he couldn't hold it anymore when he got to the classroom, so he fell asleep.

Tuesday Ke had calmed down a bit, but when he saw that Zhou Bo actually turned around and continued to sleep, he immediately went violently.

pulled out the dagger pinned to his thigh and plunged it into Zhou Bo's thigh.

Zhou Bo almost jumped up, a cold sweat hurt, and subconsciously wanted to run away with the wine, only then did he realize that he was in the classroom, looked around, and found that a beautiful woman full of wildness was holding a dagger in his thigh.

Zhou Bo gritted his teeth and held back the pain: "This classmate, although you are very beautiful, this is not a reason for you to cause physical harm to me, if you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I will duel with you." ”

Tuesday Ke sneered twice: "First of all, I'm not your classmate, I'm your mentor, the Assassin Department Mentor Tuesday Ke, the professional assassin of the Golden Four Jing Ke, I stabbed you because I saw that you were too sleepy, to give you a refreshment, of course, if you are willing to duel with me, I am also happy to accompany you." ”

Zhou Bo listened decisively: "It turned out to be a mentor, then you are right, I haven't been in good spirits recently, thank you mentor for helping me refresh myself." "As for the set of non-corporal punishment of students in his previous life, he didn't dare to mention it, there has never been such a saying in this world, what you came here to learn is combat skills, how can there be a reason not to be injured.

Tuesday Ke was a little more satisfied when he heard him say this: "Don't think that you can sit back and relax by relying on others to get into the rank, if you fail to pass the entrance examination in a week, you will have to get out." ”

Zhou Bo narrowed his eyes when he heard this, looked around, and sure enough, he saw Wang Ming gloating over there looking at him, and Zhou Bo suddenly understood where the words of the mentor just now came from.

However, Zhou Bo didn't bother to explain, and made a straight gesture to Zhou Ke: "Don't worry, mentor, I will work hard." ”

Seeing that he was so cooperative, Zhou Ke was embarrassed to trouble him again, so he returned to the podium and began to lecture: "Hello everyone, my name is Zhou Ke, and I will be your mentor in the future, whether you have any problems or difficulties in life or study, you can find me." ”

Then he paused, and looked at the students below who were listening carefully, and felt very satisfied: " Introduce yourself, you don't have to, then you have to get along with each other for a long time, and you will get familiar with it slowly, so you don't have to waste class time, what I'm going to talk to you about today is not the application of skills, nor skills, but the psychological quality that an assassin should have, the so-called assassin, is to be able to appear in the most appropriate position at the most appropriate time, kill the shooter or remote mage who is hiding in the back row of the opponent, this timing is very important, not early, early you will be set on fire by the other party, and it can't be late, late your teammates are all dead, and you will be sent to death if you go again......”

The other classmates listened with relish, and Zhou Bo listened to it drowsy, but when he remembered the knife on his thigh, he didn't dare to sleep, and finally stayed up for two hours to get out of class, and the next class was said to be an inscription class, which made Zhou Bo come to the spirit, it seems that there are inscriptions in this world, but I don't know how to get it.

The teacher of the inscription class was an old man with wrinkles that were about to fall off his face, wearing a pair of reading glasses, speaking very slowly, standing on the podium, touching a book with a thickness of nearly half a meter, and starting from the origin of the inscription.

However, Zhou Bo, who listened to it for two hours, basically figured out that there is another profession in this world, the inscriptionist, the powerful inscriptionist is a guest of honor in all the big forces, they can help people draw inscriptions on their backs with heptyl gold solution, and the drawn inscriptions will be integrated into the body, or they can help others decompose the inscriptions that have been integrated into the body, and then recycle, but there is a certain amount of damage in recycling, and the higher the level, the higher the proportion of inscription loss. According to the different levels of inscriptions, the quality of heptyl gold required is also different, and the higher the inscription grade, the more heptyl gold is required.

Each person has a maximum of thirty inscriptions in his body, ten red, ten green, and ten blue, and some other materials need to be matched according to different inscriptions, but heptogen is a must, so heptogen is a strategic resource no matter where it is.

And the highest level of inscription master known on the continent at present is a tenth-level inscription master, and at that level, the heptel required for each inscription is a terrifying number.