Mo Chen, who turned into something from the sky, was very satisfied with the successful landing this time. He quickly stood up and looked around, apparently already knowing what the slightly stiff mat under his ass was. He put his hand on the bald man's nose and probed it, but fortunately he didn't die. The guilt in his heart immediately subsided, and it seemed that he was lucky, and now there was no one here.

I looked at the bald man who was knocked unconscious by myself very regretfully, and sighed in my heart, my friend can't help it, it's not my fault, if you want to blame it, blame the woman who is called the Lord of the Sky.

While apologizing in his heart, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and quickly ran into the classroom less than 100 meters away from him, for fear that someone would find out that this person had been knocked unconscious by himself.

The people in the classroom were the same as the first time he entered the classroom, as if he had suddenly fallen ill en masse, and it was the kind of advanced Alzheimer's disease. The same is true for the three Margarets! In short, the people in this classroom are either collectively sick or on the way to collective illness, and there is no normal person except him, at least for now.

Class is boring, and it is even more boring to take classes with a group of severe Alzheimer's patients, Mo Chen can only hold his head, and look at the white gardenias blooming outside the classroom window, the quiet fragrance of gardenias gradually pulled down his heavy eyes, and he fell asleep soundly again without staying in it for five minutes.

"Well, the students here are all intoxicated by the magic of the wine of eternal life. Everything was perfect except for one who was sleeping with his saliva on. "In one room, a group of mysterious people who were shrouded in darkness sat around a round table and whispered discussions.

"This is the second time they've used the Drink of Eternal Life, and they just don't know when it will work......"

"It is advisable to observe for a while, at least as soon as they have understood the mystery of the wine of eternal life, and then we will begin to carry out the plan. ”

"And how much time can you give them?"

"Two years!

"Two years? That's a long time! We've got less than five years......."

......

A group of people have no right to decide, they can only provide their own solutions, and she is the one who makes the final decision.

Daria pondered for a moment, then asked the person who proposed that it would take two years. "I'll give you two years, can you build a group of qualified super soldiers?"

"No!" the man under the darkness said in an old voice, then pointed to Mo Chen, who was still sleeping on the screen. "At least I can't guarantee that he can, and for the rest I promise most of the rest, provided that at least all of these people survive. ”

Daria didn't speak, and everyone present fell silent.

"Okay!I'll give you two years, and you'll be solely responsible for their training during that time!I hope you won't let me down......" Daria looked at Mo Chen, who was sleeping soundly on the screen, and a smile appeared on her serious face.

"Is it possible not to include that person?" the old man pointed to the sleeping Mo Chen, and the brow on his forehead twitched visibly.

I really don't know what the Lord of the Sky thinks about the fact that a person of this bloodline can actually enter Class Zero. If you think about it with your ass, this dead pig will definitely die in training. Isn't it that the old man's sympathy overflows, and that he is a good hand at robbing homes and killing people when he is young, can you expect such an old man to have pity for the weak in the waste wood? No, he is just afraid that this kid will tarnish his reputation.

"No, you have to train him with the rest of the people. ”

"But ......"

"If he dies, he deserves it, and if he doesn't die, his life is great. If you can teach this kind of scrap material, it will increase your reputation by several notches. ”

"The fact that he survived proves even more that I have not taught the students properly, and such dead pigs can stay, which will make my reputation drop several notches. The old man muttered, still dealing with the Sandman, and Mo Chen was undoubtedly a thorn in his heart.

"How long does it take for the garments to be made?"

"It's probably two years, and if we can find more materials, we might speed up the process a little bit......"

"Where can I find them?"

"Orehagang has a lot of main ingredients, but it's a pity that it's just like Galactic Star Sand and Gamanion. The Milky Way Star Sand can only be found at the top of the Dawn Mountains, closest to the stars. As for Gamanion, it's Mithril made from our alchemy, which is easy to do. The hardest thing is the Milky Way Star Sand......"

"How much do you need?" said Daria, frowning for the first time as she entered the room.

"It takes about 100 kilograms ......"

"That's not a lot. ”

"No, 100 kilograms is almost all the planet can have. ”

“......”

"Are you sure you're not kidding me? Why don't you just say that you want me to just break the main peak of the Dawn Mountains and carry it back to you?"

"It's naturally best to be able to carry it back!"

“......”

When Daria appeared in the classroom, the group of students was still recovering from the charm of the wine of eternal life.

"You are all noble men......"

Seeing everyone wake up, Daria said this kind of compliment in the first sentence, but the students in the seats did not appreciate it, and they all looked towards the last row.

We are of excellent blood, but this person can also be classified as a noble bloodline?

"Ahem!" As everyone's eyes looked at Mo Chen, the black-haired kid actually snorted a few times in his sleep, and Daria was ashamed of what she had just said. Can this kid not sleep? Even if he sleeps, you have to wipe your own saliva! After all, you are a normal person, can you not use such a mentally retarded sleeping position?

"Ninety-nine percent of the students present have extremely pure blood. This sentence made the eyes of the whole class withdraw from Mo Chen's body, that's it! Comparing bloodlines with this kind of scum is simply an insult to us!

"It's an honor to join this new class, all of you are the future pillars of the Empire, ahem, mostly. Feeling that everyone's eyes were about to look at Mo Chen again, Daria had to change her words again. But at this time, she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in her heart, and secretly used her material force to directly destroy the stool under Mo Chen's buttocks.

In the dream, Mo Chen felt that he seemed to be descending rapidly, and the nebuta, who had shown affection to him just now, also found an opportunity to stomp on his face.

"Bang!" The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground made the students who wanted to turn back focus their eyes on Mo Chen's body again.

The sharp pain in his ass caused him to stop in an endless descent, returning from his dream to reality. Last time, a bald man was lucky enough to suffer for him, but this time only his own ass suffered for him.

It's rare to see an angel who landed with his face, but the scrap wood that landed softly with his ass was seen today, and a group of students sneered in a low voice.

Rubbing his wounds, Mo Chen got up suddenly. He didn't have the courage to look down at the classroom, so he could only smile and bow his head.

Someone must have deliberately embarrassed himself, and he squinted his eyes and fixed his suspicious gaze on Margaret's body, which seemed to ask, "Did you do it?"

Margaret was overjoyed, but a good aristocratic education allowed her to maintain her appearance in this situation. Ignoring Mo Chen's resentful gaze, he sat precariously looking ahead.

"Mo Chen, what are you doing standing up, do you have any problem with what I just said?" Daria smiled charmingly and asked Mo Chen amiably.

Who knows what the hell you're just talking about!

"No opinion, how can there be an opinion! Mentor, what you said is so right, I was applauded by the case. ”

"But I just found out that I was asleep!"

"You must have misunderstood, or perhaps the contemplative posture I had just misunderstood you. Mo Chen was shy of his face, and he had no shame at all.

"You can still drool when you meditate?" Daria pretended to be surprised, and asked Mo Chen with a look of unsuspecting.

"Well, because I think you're talking about it with relish. ”

“......”

"Has Mo Chen ever told you something?" Daria was amused by this bastard, this shameless way and face, even his dead grandfather Mo Xuan was probably ashamed of it.

"Please let the instructor know. ”

"That's how shameless you're really doing!"

“......”

Do you wash your own students like this? No matter how thick-skinned Mo Chen was, he couldn't help but have the idea of hiding his face and running away. Of course, this thought was only fleeting, because he saw a group of very familiar strong men outside.

"Then just stand like that, though you stand up no different from sitting down. ”

"Of course there is a difference, because this way you can see your deformed myopic eyes more closely!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole class suddenly cried wolf, if it wasn't for Dalia not saying a word, someone would have gone up and tore this thing to pieces.

Flora's peach blossom eyes narrowed into two charming little crescents. Even the supreme ruler of the empire dared to say that, and she immediately rushed to the scolding of Mo Chen before her, and she didn't seem to mind it so much.

Flora's instincts told her that the Lord of the Sky would certainly not hurt him severely, but violent beatings were inevitable. Because the guards who came in from outside had already walked out of the classroom with Mo Chen, who was stunned like a wooden chicken at this time, and they were the original team members who came here for the first time with Mo Chen.

Mo Chen's rhythmic snort came from outside the door, and he would have let out a burst of screams on the nights when he tried to escape. Two minutes later, Daria's soldiers returned to the classroom with a stool and a dead dog-like Mochen and placed him beside Margaret.

"Every once in a while I beat this kid, I feel that his bones are getting harder and harder, and this time it is even more shocking and makes my hands numb. The soldier who was carrying Mo Chen muttered to himself.

The soldiers who were with him felt the same way, and they all rubbed their fists in pain, glared angrily at this thick-skinned man for a while, and quickly withdrew from the classroom. Only the wilting Mo Chen and the other sluggish students were left.

"Is there something wrong?" Margaret couldn't help but smile and poked her finger at the languishing Mo Chen next to her.

"Something, but not dead!"

"It's good that you're not dead!"

"Can you be considered a comfort?" Mo Chen's whole body was in pain, and he didn't even have the strength to stare at Margaret.

"No, I didn't say I wanted to comfort you, I just came to see the joke in friendship, please don't mind the scrap!"

“......”