That night, Kevin slept normally in the dormitory. Recently, I often go out at night, and I don't get enough sleep, and it has become rare to be able to sleep during normal hours.

Suddenly, the figures flickered, and in an instant, six super-first-class powerhouses were already standing in front of Kevin's bed. The headmaster of Wang Li Academy, the president of the Membrane Law Guild, the president of the assassins, the pseudo-saintess, General Oude, General Fiora, and the six super masters lined up, looking down at Kevin's sleeping posture.

"Why is the vigilance so bad?" the Assassin leader frowned, "sure enough, the peaceful environment has been in peace for too long. ”

"What then?" asked General Oude, "why don't you train for a while? ”

Everyone smiled, and their voices were not deliberately lowered, and Kevin hadn't woken up yet.

"Breathing evenly, mental fluctuations are smooth, not like pretending to be asleep. The headmaster leaned in and studied it.

"Oh, this is his funny shield?" the pseudo-saint was a little interested in the shield hanging by the bedside, and took it off and played with it.

The Assassin leader replied dismissively, "This thing is a waste of my materials. ”

"Let me see," Bright took the shield from the head of the Membrane Law Guild, "Indeed, this kind of funny shield is also the first time I have seen it, and there will be some illusions, right? ”

"This is also a helpless move," replied the Assassin Headmaster, "and he has no other ability to develop, so he can only study illusions." But there are always a lot of problems with illusion practice. So please come and see, is there anything you can do to improve?"

Everyone looked at Kevin's sleeping position again, it was already during the summer vacation, and the weather was hot, but the room seemed to be equipped with an ice-based cooling array, so that Kevin was still sleeping under the quilt, but his thighs were exposed.

"I suspect he has some other magic circle?" The headmaster seemed to remember something, and hurriedly crouched down and looked under his bed, "Sure enough, there is also a magic circle that blocks out the sound, which can make him sleep more peacefully." ”

Everyone squatted down and nodded again and again: "This design is very exquisite, not to mention that it is really not easy to find." ”

"This range control is well calculated, it's exactly the position of a bed, and the height is exactly the height of lying down, blocking out the sound of the outside world," Chairman Bright couldn't help but nod, "It's much more practical than earplugs or something, and it's no wonder he can't hear us when we speak." ”

Fiora wondered slightly: "What, is there a lot of noise around here?

The principal was helpless: "Occasionally the minotaur will fight in the middle of the night, or call spring in the middle of the night." ”

"Alright, almost, wake him up, it's time to get down to business. The Assassin President proposed, and no one objected, and Kevin was immediately pushed at it.

Kevin was in his sleep, was pushed, and woke up in a daze, and for a while he couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or waking. Turning his head, it seemed that everything was as usual, it was still his dormitory, and the moonlight outside the window was shining in, and it was silent. Who was pushing me just now? Was it a dream? Wait, why is the funny shield at the bedside gone?

Kevin was a little puzzled, and his brain was also very sluggish when he just woke up, thinking that he had put it somewhere else......

Suddenly, Kevin's shoulder was patted, and Kevin was stunned. Immediately, the shoulder was patted again, and was patted again...... was shot six times in a row, and Kevin was stunned and stunned...... Six stunned in a row.

Kevin: "......" The room is still so silent, and the moonlight is still like this.

"The Assassin President, the Headmaster, the Membrane Law Guild President, the Pseudo-Saintess, who else?" Kevin thought for a moment, "Could it be the two generals?"

The figures flickered, and there were already six more people in front of them, and the assassin leader spoke: "That's a good guess, so you won't disappoint us too much." ”

General Oude smiled: "This time it's a bad taste to cooperate with someone, and I don't have this hobby personally." ”

The Assassin Guild also smiled, "It would be pointless to have great strength, but you can't use it for fun." ”

Kevin: "......"

"Let's get down to business, the content of the meeting a few days ago ......," the principal immediately briefly explained the main contents, "...... We don't know the necromancer's movements at the moment, but we all think that as long as you go abroad, others will most likely find you, and then the clue will come...... Essentially, the task is voluntary. Will you take it or not?"

Kevin looked at this group of super masters, and he didn't need to think about it: "Pick it up." ”

"Oh, so simply?" the pseudo-saint wondered, "don't you ask something else?"

"Then ......," Kevin thought for a moment, "can I lie down and go back to sleep?"

Everyone was stunned, and the Assassin leader raised his eyebrows: "Okay, you can go back to sleep." ”

"Okay, good night. Kevin lay down and slept.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and then waited for a while, and found that Kevin actually seemed to be really sleeping. It's simply ......

The Assassin President finally took the lead and couldn't hold it back, lifted Kevin's quilt, and raised his hand to hit someone. Kevin immediately "woke up": "Ah! I remember that I can't sleep yet. You are guests from afar, and I want to pour you tea. ”

Then Kevin got up with a grunt, ran to the kettle barefoot, and began to pour water for everyone. The hand that the Assassin Guild had originally intended to hit slowly put down.

"Slow use, everyone, there is no hospitality in the small place. Kevin smiled and brought water to everyone, and then ...... Lie back on the bed, cover yourself with the quilt, and go back to sleep.

Everyone: "......"

"Ahem," Kevin hurriedly got up, "Just kidding, masters, please speak, I'll listen carefully." Kevin said as he walked over to his desk, took out a pen and paper, and turned on the light. Until now, it can be regarded as serious.

"We have taken into account your strength, and today we have six masters come over to study together, so that you can improve a little in a short period of time," the Assassin President introduced, "This kind of opportunity has never appeared in China, you should cherish it." ”

Kevin nodded repeatedly: "I must cherish it." ”

The headmaster took out a sack of strange pellets and threw a notebook on the table: "What is this, do you know?"

"I know a little bit, it seems to have been made out of ancient corpse oil, called ...... White trash. "Kevin has always been interested in cutting-edge technology.

"Now it's called plastic," replied the principal, "and we don't know much about it, it's still experimental." But now the situation is special, so I'll leave it to you first. ”

"This material does not exist in nature, and it is difficult to determine which element it is, and it does not belong to any of the known elements that can be tentatively designated as new plastic elements. It must be said that it is a bit like the softness of the wood and necromancy, but its spell form is a bit similar to that of the earth type, and it is completely overcome by the fire system at the same time. ”

"Since the element of plastic does not exist in nature, if you release a plastic spell, you must bring your own plastic. You can't grab the elements directly around like wind, fire, water and soil, but plastic can be recycled, and you can use it again next time after picking it up after a fight. Of course, if it is burned by fire, then there is none. ”

"Plastic is still very expensive at the moment, you pay attention. After all, it's just a laboratory product. The principal reminded.

Kevin listened as he took his notes and began to flip through them.

"Let's be intuitive for you. The principal directly grabbed a handful of plastic particles, and with a shake of his hand, the white particles instantly coalesced into a small ball the size of a palm, and then shot out. With a snap, he was caught by the Assassin Leader.

"This is the plastic bullet," the headmaster replied, "and elemental spells have a few basic ways to use them, and the same goes for plastic spells. Plastic bombs, plastic shields, and further development, it depends on the characteristics of the elements. Whirlwinds, walls of fire, and so on are different, but we can't do it in a vacuum, we always have to look elsewhere for an entry point. For now, wood spells and earth spells may have something in common, and of course necromancy. However, necromancy has some political risks after all, so let's put it first. ”

The Assassin Leader pinched the plastic bullet and instantly pinched out five finger prints: "Sure enough, it is not as strong as wood, but it is light." If you want to hurt the enemy, such a material should not be made into the shape of a bullet, and a sharp cutting shape is the right way. ”

Everyone nodded in agreement, and Kevin also asked, "If this spell is hit, won't the elements dissipate?"

"No," the crowd replied, "it's like this plastic bomb, which has been thrown out for more than half a month, and it's still a plastic bomb." ”

Intrigued, Kevin took the plastic bullet from the Assassin Leader's hand and studied it carefully. Feel the so-called new plastic element, and then follow the most familiar magic missile, import the plastic element, and the ball in your hand that has been pinched with five finger prints becomes farther away and takes on a new look. And then shoot out......

snapped, and was caught by the Assassin President with one hand: "Yes, I learned quickly." ”

"But this power is no different from a magic missile, right?" Kevin couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Try the sharp way. The Assassin leader threw the plastic bullet back.

Kevin caught it, thought about it, and after another spell operation, he had a long strange thing in his hand, a bit like a bent sausage...... There is no sharpness at all.

"What are you doing?" the Assassin head sneered.

The headmaster took the plastic, and with the strength of the Great Magister, the crescent-shaped curved blade of his hand had been formed, but on closer inspection, the edge of the blade was not sharp, and he couldn't hurt his hand if he pinched it twice.

"It doesn't seem like so. The headmaster also shook his head, "The wind system is cut by torrents, the plastic is solid, and the spell mechanism is completely different. I tried earth-based stone blades, but they were as blunt as earth-based stone blades. ”

"Stone blades at least have weight, and as a full-fledged spell, there are quite a few variants. And plastic is so light, it's really better than nothing. Bright also spoke, changing angles, "What about defense?"

Kevin immediately condensed a plastic shield, and the Assassin Leader stepped forward slowly, then punched a pit. Shaking his head, he turned around and explained to everyone: "I use the power of a fourth-order warrior, that is, the power of red fighting energy, and this thing can't be prevented." ”

Everyone fell silent for a while, but General Liangjiu Oude spoke: "I think we may need to think differently, although I am not a mage, I have been driving a lot lately. Is it okay to turn this plastic into a car?"

"Indeed, if the rolling stone was made with plastic rolling, if nothing else, the weight of the car would have been reduced considerably. Bright immediately interfaced.

Kevin also remembered something: "I remember there was a necromancer who liked to fight with exoskeletons. And can I use plastic bones for this plastic?"

Everyone's thinking was finally opened, and they began to make gossipy suggestions, and for a while, various plan ideas emerged one after another. It's just that if you do an experiment in a dormitory, it's too small. The headmaster immediately waved his staff, and everyone teleported directly to the large playground.

At this time, it was already summer vacation, it was night, and the playground was empty. With a wave of his hand, the principal set up a huge barrier to obscure the entire playground and prevent parrots from peeking at the side. Then a few more bags of plastic were taken out, and everyone began to study them in earnest.

Or fight each other in strange exoskeletons, or ride back and forth on strange unicycles, sometimes arguing for a long time about a certain detailed action, and sometimes being silent for a long time over a spell gap problem...... Once these top powerhouses indulge in research, they are almost a waste of sleep and food. This kind of fanatical feeling makes people sigh that they are worthy of being a saint-level powerhouse. Maybe only such a person can reach the holy level.

And in the middle, Kevin is naturally indispensable, he wanted to sit on the side obediently and watch the bigwigs show off their skills seriously. But the actual situation is true, the bigwigs often let him play, and he was beaten one after another. The reason is very simple, in the end, this is a battle idea designed for Kevin, if Kevin himself doesn't come up to experience it, what's the use?

Many masters have not taken a light shot, and Kevin has also been injured many times, but it doesn't matter. There was a pseudo-saint there, and she was cured on the spot, and then the experiment continued......

This study lasted from midnight to the early morning of the third day, a whole day and two nights, and the study of the six powerhouses without eating or drinking finally came to an end. With a wave of his hand, the principals disappeared on the spot, shattering the barrier over the playground, leaving Kevin alone on the ground.

The whole body is sore, there are shoe prints and handprints all over the body, and the sweat all over the body has been washed several times. With dull eyes and a wooden expression, he sat alone on the empty playground, as if he had lost the ability to think.

The parrots flew down, and they were all curious about what was going on in the enchantment, and they asked, "Kevin, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh," Kevin snorted, "I'll order takeout." ”

"Okay, no problem, what do you want?" replied the parrot skilfully.

"I ...... I. Kevin subconsciously touched his trouser pocket, only to realize that he had been wearing big pants. At that time, the principal had a teleportation technique, and he didn't have time to put on his pants at all......

"Kevin, would you like to order a pair of pants first?" asked Parrot.

"I ...... I want to pay online," Kevin finally remembered the convenience, "I want water, I want porridge, I want bread, and I want a hard-boiled egg." My money is in my pants pocket, my pants are in my bed, my window is open, you can just go and get it. ”

"Okay, please wait. The parrot flew away.

Kevin seemed to be relieved, lying on the playground with his back to the sky, his eyes closed and he had fallen asleep...... In the dream, the teachings of the masters are still emerging:

The Assassin Leader said, "The current plastic exoskeleton is still quite a big improvement for you. In close combat, his strength and speed are no less than those of ordinary yellow fighting powerhouses. But it's just strength and speed, and it's never wise to really fight melee combat with a yellow vindictive. At least your arms aren't as hard as your opponent's, your attack range isn't as strong as your opponent's, and your agility is worse. ”

"For now, plastic spells can only be used for power. It is not ideal for direct attack and defense, so you can only rely on your own arms and legs to attack and defend, and plastic gives you a power boost. You're okay with your talent, but you still need to practice. ”

"Plastic and things can be used as materials for magic scrolls in their own right. With plastic spells, drawing circles will be faster in the future, and they can be adapted to local conditions. Large pieces of plastic can be directly used as a magic array, as long as the principle of magic is clarified, the essence is the same as a magic show. ”

"You don't know how to spell space, but you have a space ring, and it might work well with plastic spells. Of course, your illusions can also be used. ”

"But don't set fire to the magic circle, the fire type spar can't be activated, and it will burn the plastic. Although it is necessary to say that burning plastic can also hurt the enemy, it is too wasteful, and it is better to use wood. ”

Bright, the president of the Membrane Law Guild, said: "Have you ever considered a plastic staff? And you can shape it at will, and even as long as there is enough plastic, it is not impossible to make a large staff three or five meters long. And the plastic doesn't need to be so solid, it's all filled, and a lot of places can be hollow. You should know how to use it. ”

"Of course, don't set fire to spells. ”

General Oude said, "I don't know magic, but I know how to drive." With the 'Rolling Stone' as the driving force, one plastic wheel itself has power, and two pedals protrude from the axle. However, it may not be easy to balance, just practice more. Of course, if it doesn't work, you can use two wheels, the plastic elements will not dissipate, as long as you condense it in advance, it will not consume too much mental energy. ”

"Your plastic cart is very similar to the cavalry, imagine how the cavalry charges, and your wheelbarrow will do too. You've learned to charge before in the Thunder Knights, right?"

"No, General, have you forgotten? I am in charge of catapults in the Thunder Knights, and I can't charge with cavalry. But don't worry, I've learned to charge on foot in the recruit team, and I have no problem. ”

General Oude: "......"

General Fiora: "If you want to fight in the air, it's still very dangerous to not have a lot of training. In terms of the strength of your plastic, the glider is still the safest, and others such as overhead rotors or back flapping wings are not suitable. Of course, the glider can only jump high, how do you take off on flat ground?"

"It's easy to do it, you can jump yourself with a fart, and then glide through the air as fast as you can......"

In his sleep, Kevin's smiled funny. In a moment, the dream changed, and the little spoon rode a pegasus, soaring freely in the sky. Kevin took a glider on the ground, went down with a fart, and soared into the sky himself, and then chased and frolicked in the air with the little spoon, shuttling through the clouds, laughing and laughing. Kevin spotted the opportunity to fly side-by-side and raised his hand to give the little spoon a dozen plastic flowers......

Suddenly, Pegasus's wings somehow slammed into Kevin's face, and Kevin fell straight from the air in shock...... Suddenly he opened his eyes and woke up to find the parrot slapping his face with its wings.

"Sorry, your takeout has arrived. ”